Welcome to The Duality of Man, an original animanga role-play that features numerous supernatural creatures. Unfortunately, these various species have distanced themselves because of the war that occurred thousands of years ago, plaguing some with eyes that only see their dualism. While others meddle themself with their differences, two groups fight, each attempting to eliminate the other in for their definition of worldly peace. These two groups of the Terror Response Syndicate (TRS) and the Assembly of Phantoms (AP). With individuals fighting merely over their differences, it brings uncertainty to the outcome of this war.
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Summer 2022
Heat has broken through into a glorious summer. The snow has entirely dried through the spring, leaving to the brilliance of the warmer months. Terror activity has risen as people are brought out of their homes, leaving the TRS in a position of consistent work. Each are attempting to maintain victory in the endless struggle for power.
With April, an activity check has arrived for members to do! Please post on the AC and tag all your accounts, including WIPs and OOC accounts. Failure to post on this AC will result in your accounts being marked inactive or deleted. Please note, due to a late start, the due date for this check has been adjusted for one time and one time only.
he had been back for a couple of weeks not. he wasn't expecting to see them all at once. he did ponder if they were even still roaming the streets of lorsette. with hands shoves into the pocket of his jeans he continued to walk. he really had nothing planned for the day. just walking around and remember the past.
he passed by certain places and they brought a smile to his face certain memories resurfacing. he wondered if anyone was still using the hideout. you would think that would be his first spot, but he was actually avoiding it. he wasn't sure what to expect. what was he going to say if anyone was still there. hey im back?
he wasn't sure he wanted the group to get back together. not that he didn't want to see how they were all doing. they were his messed up little family after all. he sighed and realized he had been looking down while he walked. his eye caught a hue of someone's hair. he furrowed his brow. it couldn't be? he was still to far to make them out.
he wasn't going to miss his chance. maybe it was him. he wasn't sure why he was getting all excited. he took his hands out of his pocket and picked up the pace. he quickly wrapped his arms around them."it's you. you're still here."he said as he kissed their cheek. what a hell of a reunion.
Quentin had been minding his own business when he could hear footsteps coming from behind him but it was too late to move because arms had wrapped around him, trapping him in place. No sooner did being touched register that the person spoke as if they were supposed to know each other before kissing his cheek. The only problem was, he had no idea who Jean was. It was difficult to control himself when he was touched, not wanting people to touch him but for Jean's sake, he would find the will to do so. With effort, he would force Jean's arms apart to free himself from his grip before turning around to face him. "I don't know who you are but don't you ever touch me again!" He snapped, fuming because Jean had the nerve to touch him the first time.
He enjoyed being quiet, heck Cato even taught him sign language for the most part so he wouldn't have to talk but being mute would cause more problems then it was worth. Assuming Jean was convinced he was the person that he thought he was and wasn't going to give up on leaving him alone now that the comment had been made about him being sadly mistaken. I was supposed some stuff at the store for Cato but now I sort of want to go home and hide.... I don't want to go out if people are going to touch me. He thought to himself, regretting his lost chance to smack Jean when he had kissed him in the first place.
he was pretty sure everyone knew jean had been crushing on dexter. where there still feelings there? had this re-encounter brought them back? he doubted it, but that didn't mean he wouldn't tease him. almost as quickly as jean had wrapped his arms around him, did he escape from him. all he cared was that he was able to kiss him. not exactly the place he planned, but it would do for now.
jean was puzzled for a couple seconds. did dex change himself or what."now now, still feisty as ever i see. though you've sure changed alot."jean said with a shrug."come on, i haven't been gone that long, you couldn't of forgotten me that easily."they didn't leave in the best of terms to say the least.
the longer he stared at the guy he believed was dex the more he started to question if that really was him. they sure had the same mannerisms.
Quentin rolled his eyes when Jean called him feisty as ever. Did I know him before my death, does he know that I killed people? Oh my god, maybe he helped me kill people when we were apart of AP. He thought to himself, finding it ironic that Jean seemed convinced the knew each other. Maybe he knows about my memory loss.... He thought to himself, unaware that those thoughts from his past had been a lie from that evil medic that had killed him in the first place. "Who the hell do you think you are? Coming up from behind me to kiss me? It wasn't like you were there when I woke up after being murdered...." He answered him back, somewhat angry that Jean hadn't been there for him, assuming they knew each other since Jean seemed to think so. "No, I don't know you." He answered, turning to walk away from him.
for once in his life jean was speechless. he wasn't sure what he was hearing at the moment. he kept quiet and wondered why that would happen to him. sure when he had left him jean had tried to go back for him. what the hell happened to him."you're not making any sense."jean told him.
he frowned. it was one thing to not want to talk to him and another to say he didn't know who he was. what kind of game was he playing right now."if you don't want to talk to me just say so. you don't have come up with these bullshit questions."he said as he crossed his arms. he felt horrible for leaving him alone. though how could anyone of known that he would get killed. he tried to think of who could of done it and why.
they were nothing but foolish kids breaking and entering. then again dex had been doing the same thing on his own before joining up with the scarlett ghosts. had he gone into the wrong house? "stop saying that dexter."jean said as they started walking away from him."it's just like you. when something gets tough you runaway."
Quentin was upset that Jean didn't seem to know what he was talking about. How could it be that they knew each other and Jean not know what the hell had happened to him? He heard Jean's comment but it only made him more angry. This conversation wasn't making any sense and he couldn't figure out why. As soon as he had turned to walk away, Jean had followed after him. Jean had called him Dexter, that name didn't ring a bell. Who the hell is Dexter? He thought to himself, the words seemed to sink in and he sighed. He stopped walking to look back towards Jean. "I'm not Dexter, who ever that guy is that your trying to find. I'm not him. So leave me alone and forget what I said before. I had hoped that I known you but it turns out you have the wrong person." It was hard to be mad at Jean who thought him was somebody else in the first place. Maybe the two were lovers or something. "I'm Quentin." He would then resume walking away from Jean, hoping that he'd believe his words instead of calling it bullshit.
he felt like a complete idiot. how much he had hoped they had been dexter. he had been gone for a pretty long time. people are always changing. it was why he didn't want to believe everything that was being said. he wanted to think dexter was trying to get him to leave.
he really wasn't the type to apologize. there had only been one time before now. though he never got the chance. he watched quentin continue walking away. he sighed and shook his head. what was he thinking."quentin wait."jean called out to him as he started walking towards him.
they had both been confused and misunderstood each other."had i known you i would of been there."jean told him honestly. he didn't have the greatest childhood growing up, but he managed to make his own family. even if it did fall apart. he knew if they needed him right now he would be there for them. didn't matter what they had done if they asked for his help he would give it.
"im sorry that happened to you. we live in a cruel place."
Quentin couldn't help but feel surprised when Jean had called out to him, following after him. He would glance behind him with a small smile on his face. "What are you talking about, you don't even know me." He answered, not being impolite, or at least it hadn't been his goal. Jean shouldn't feel bad that he died, it wasn't like they knew each other. "And for the record I don't run away when things get tough, I run head on." He answered, if there was something that Jean got right it was the fact that this world really was a cruel place. As soon as he found that evil medic he was going to kill him once and for all. It would be his last crime before settling down for good, unaware that the evil medic had lied about his past. Unaware that he really had worked for TRS as a medic trying to save lives and never take them. He really wished he could remember instead of feeling a great need to believe the words of the man that had killed him in the first place.
jean managed to catch up to him. it wasn't like quentin had been running, but jean did just stand there like an idiot trying to make sense of everything that had just been said. jean shrugged at quentin's words."so, that doesn't mean that it isn't terrible what happened to you. no one has the right to take the life away from someone else."jean said with a nod.
jean was a thief and he could steal anything he wanted, but never once had he thought to take someone's life. what could he gain? nothing, but guilt and blood on his hands. jean smirked it seemed him saying he ran away when things got tough might of struck a nerve."i'll keep that in mind."
jean was curious now. he wanted to know what quentin was going to do."so what are you planning on doing?"he still couldn't help that they looked so similar."you really don't know a guy named dexter. you look like him...sort of. different hair and stuff."jean said with a laugh. he still wanted to run into him, but only time would tell if that was to happen.
Quentin shrugged his shoulders, not willing to argue with him over the subject. On the one hand, despite the history Jean said to him, he didn't think it was right that he had been killed, on the other, he wanted nothing more then to kill that guy in return for murdering him in the first place. He didn't feel comfortable admitting that to Jean though, they had only just met after all. "I was going to the store but now I'm going home." After being kissed for being mistaken as somebody else it seemed only fitting to return to Cato right now. "Hopefully the next guy you kiss, ends up being the one you meant to kiss in the first place." He answered back, glancing towards Jean with a confused look. "I don't know a guy name Dexter, I think I would remember somebody who looked exactly like me." He shrugged his shoulders, "But prepare to be disappointed because just before my death my memory started having problems, even the history I was told can't be remembered, so I'm stuck having to believe it."
jean crossed his arms and nodded at his words."really? are you implying i ruined your day by kissing you? if anything you should be disappointed i missed your lips."jean said with a wink."if you'd like i can try again."he smirked as he took a couple of steps forward. he was positive quentin would back away, but it was still fun to tease him."i can even carry your groceries if you like."
he laughed at his next words."oh, worried about me now? how cute. don't worry im not hard to please."he had no shame. he didn't care who he kissed so long as they kissed him back. he wasn't the type that would force others to do something that they didn't want to do. he just had fun messing around with them.
jean frowned slightly. despite their similar appearance it seemed like his only clue to him was not a very good. he shrugged."it's alright. if i find him i find him if not, then it's not meant to be."he told him with a nod.
Quentin shrugged his shoulders, "One normally kisses the one they like...." He countered, trying to dodge that question of days being ruined. He wouldn't exact say it was ruined, just not planned. He rolled his eyes when Jean had mentioned missing his lips. "You couldn't land on my lips even if you tried." The words had come out and it was too late to take them back. "Don't even think about it." He added, trying to make him no longer encouraged. "Oh you are so nice..." He answered him back with sarcasm, finally understanding why he didn't seemed all that bothered that he kissed the wrong guy. "It sounds like to me you weren't looking for a crush but some boy to mess with. I'll pass." He answered, determined to head home without the groceries. He couldn't help but miss being around Cato, his crush was in their home, tending to patients and he had wished to be helpful but he was too busy trying to dodge being kissed. Once more he shrugged his shoulders, "Does he know that you like kissing more then one guy? Maybe he is hiding because he doesn't want to share...." He answered as he walked away.
jean smirks."what i can't like you? i mean you are pretty cute."he told him with a wink before laughing a few seconds later."is that a challenge?"jean asked with an eyebrow raised the smirk still on his lips. he laughed once more, at how quickly quentin had countered. he put his hands up."yes, sir!"
he grinned."why thanks for noticing!"he said with feigned excitement."keep complimenting me like that and you're going to start making me blush."he was obviously joking. jean wasn't the type that was easily embarrassed.
jean rolled his eyes. what quentin didn't know was that he had never confessed his feelings for him. he knew they would never work. not that jean was afraid of being with one person, but because he feared that one day he would lose him. though that didn't matter now, he had already lost him. jean listened to quentin's words without saying anything. it seemed like his fun was no walking away.
he frowned at his words. hiding because he liked kissing others. jean wasn't sure why that kind of bugged him."hey it's not like we were an item. there's nothing wrong with having choices."jean needed choices, there were times he hated to admit that he got bored of whoever he was sleeping with at the time. though quentin didn't need to know details."what makes you think you're an expert?"when it came to the feelings of the people he was sleeping with he didn't really care. maybe he had more fun chasing them and the challenge was over once he had them. look what quentin had done. making him start reflection on his life choices.
Quentin was surprised by the question. "Why would you like me? You don't even know me." He answered him in return, slightly flustered to be called cute. "I'm flat out saying that you can't." He answered him back, not trying to challenge him but the comment was meant to be that it would be impossible so why bother trying, unaware of how determined Jean could be. "It is Quentin.... and I don't even know your name..." He answered him back, rolling his eyes when Jean thanked him for noticing. He rolled his eyes, not believing him. "There shouldn't be choices and if you weren't an item, perhaps I should say your loss." He answered him back. He had walked away Jean had followed after him. "I know that if I had somebody I liked, I wouldn't want them flirting around. I'd want them to be focused on me and only me..." The answer seemed to come out clear, maybe he had been around Cato too much to become attached to them, what ever the reason, he felt that to be the best answer to give Jean in return.
jean shrugged his shoulders."so let me get to know you."jean said with a smile."fine, fine, have it your way."jean told him with a chuckle. jean had completely forgotten to introduce himself. though maybe it was better to be anonymous. he wasn't sure if he would ever see quentin and figured it was best if he kept quiet."that's okay, i figured you weren't that interested in me to want to know. maybe im wrong and you are interested in me?"jean asked with a smirk.
jean remained quiet as he continued to follow the talking quentin."you know it would be a lot easier to hear you if you stopped walking."jean said teasingly. he wasn't sure why he was being so honest with him."i never told him how i felt. i didn't want to ruin what we had."he told him truthfully."thanks for the relationship advice doctor quentin."jean said with a laughing trying to make him believe that jean had just been joking the entire time.
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