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.
We happily accept all role-players as long as they obey the rules and are capable of meeting our word count of 50. This does include those who are unfamiliar with this style of role-playing. The staff of The Duality of Man are willing to happily help those who are new to the role-playing world so they feel comfortable on site. Feel free to message the staff if you need help, they can be found here or in the site Discord and will gladly answer questions alongside calm concerns. If you have any suggestions we would love to hear them; guests may use the support board as a suggestion area as well. Should you decide to join, may I say welcome to the site and we all hope you enjoy your time here.
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The Staff
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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.
A stickiness had developed over Zeke's hands. Smears of blood were drying after being spread out, creating the sickening sensation of his skin being tugged by the liquid of life. The smile remained, alas, his thoughts were stuck elsewhere from the sensation crawling over his skin. A soft tremble grasped the dragon's shoulders as memories of his frightful trauma. The warmth of blood rolling over his pale flesh, the sound of involuntary screaming as he squirmed and attempted feeble escape.. Everything got to him, his breath quickening and becoming shaky with each inhale and exhale.
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Arms wrapped around him, warm, comforting and welcomed as the side effects of his mental condition settled in. The kitsune's embraced him, holding him close. The dragon's eyes squeezed shut, the blood on his hands forgotten as he wrapped his arms around his hips. Forcefully, Zeke inhaled a deep breath, filling his lungs with precious oxygen before slowly exhaling. Shakiness touched his breath, however, it was an improvement from before. The hug tightened, the father of two snuggling his precious boyfriend for comfort.
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He appreciated Kiernan for everything the man closest for him accomplished. The anchor of his thoughts, the saviour of his mental state and love of his life.
Kiernan had wrapped his arms around Zeke in an attempt to try and comfort him. "I'm sorry." He mumbled an apology, knowing things likely wouldn't be alright, not with the shit Zeke had gone through in this past. He was so used to being fine, it hadn't crossed his mind even the smallest of pains for the sake of quickness would be a problem. He believed he had learned his lesson, at the very least on this subject, to never do that in front of Zeke ever again.
Every second he held Kiernan close was another precious moment of comfort. Forceful breaths, slowed and held before released in a gradual exhale. Relaxation filled him, the tenseness of Zeke's body ceasing in the comfort of Kiernan's warmth embrace. For the moment, the PTSD-ridden ice dragon desired alleviation from the torturous thoughts that haunted him. Freedom was a craving, inspiring his requirements of desensitization from his own twisted memories. The cruelness of his background crept on him without hesitation in these moments.
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Gradually, Zeke soothed beneath the warmth and love the long-haired kitsune provided him. The moment he returned home, Kiernan supported him, cared about him and assisted with healing him. The mumbled apology was appreciative, however, Zeke hardly cared about the 'sorrys' anymore. Attention from a man filled with sweetness and benevolence was the greatest comforts for the father of two. The boyfriend he fortunately received provided him the calmness and support he required to recover from the torturous situations pressured onto him.
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"Thanks, Kier," he murmured.
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The dragon quietly snuggled his boyfriend a little more before carefully pulling away. A soft grin touched his lips as his eyes warmed. Deeply, he breathed in and released it. A subtle concern pressured him, but with revitalized strength, Zeke's mind stood again. Now all he wanted was a washroom where he could wash his hands before they ate.
Kiernan was silent as he continued attempting too comfort Zeke. I should have known that'd be too much. I'm so stupid. I'll never do that too him ever again. He thought to himself, so used too using his own blood instead of using the chalk, knowing that he should consider using the chalk for most of his hexes from now on. Or at the very least not doing it in front of Zeke, though the first crossed his mind more than the second, figuring it should mostly be used for emergencies instead. Zeke whispered back too him, he continued snuggling him, desiring nothing more than too comfort Zeke from the pain he on accident inflicted upon him. Secretly he couldn't help but desire the snuggle too have lasted longer despite it having come too an end because Zeke was so comfortable and he couldn't help but believe that he had truly failed too comfort him completely. He'd wait for Zeke too lead the way, wishing for Zeke too pick the direction they were too go in case he wanted too remain here for a little bit longer.
Ease fell over Zeke's body similar to rain upon Kiernan's healing accompanied by the opportunity to hug his beloved boyfriend. The worries settled, being gently hushed by the caring embrace of the man he adored. Inside his mind, the anxieties twisted and mangled, however, the dragon's breathing was under control. A soft, soothed hum rumbled through his lips after easing from the tormenting emotions amidst his mind. The soft snuggles soothed him further, the demons of his mind being fended for another day and be spared from the turmoil.
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As they separated, Zeke felt the fortunes of easement alleviating the tension inside his chest. A soft, half-hearted smile traced the dragon's lips as he gazed over Kiernan. Once soothed from the previous situation as Zeke was assured everything was alright and Kiernan was safe. Quietly, he turned, walking beside the long-haired kitsune as they retreated from the scene of the hex; Zeke wanted to be away from it... The restaurant was gradually coming into view, each step bringing them closer to their destination.
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The glass door was opened upon their approached, Zeke passing through the threshold. Upon his entranced, the man paused, noticing the washroom in the lobby area. A soft 'umm' squeezed through his closed lips as he glanced at Kiernan.
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"I'll be right back," the dragon said softly.
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Afterwards, the dragon headed straight to the male washroom. Once inside, he approached the sink, the white porcelain bowl placed in front of a mirror. Carefully, Zeke hovered his hand in front of the censor, his breath bating at the sight of the dried blood. Water flowed over his flesh, uprooting some of the blood and thinning it out. Moments later he hovered his hand beneath the soap and began scrubbing off the blood. Bubbles turned red as the water rinsed away the blood, bringing a sense of calm to Zeke.
Kiernan walked along side Zeke, upon getting too the restaurant entrance, he'd slowly reach out too open the door before allowing Zeke too walk in first before joining him. Once they were inside the lobby, he debated silently on how he'd go about desiring for Zeke too select a seat before finding himself pulled from his thoughts too hear Zeke mention how he'd be right back before pulling away too head towards the bathroom. He waited outside, unsure on if he should follow him inside or not. Meanwhile the host returned and asked if he'd like a table for one and he mumbled, "I'm waiting for somebody." Before becoming silent once more. Other customers walked inside and he stepped out of the way so that the host could help seat them first before slowly taking a seat as he waited for Zeke too come out of the bathroom. Seconds had turned into minutes and he found himself worried over the fact that Zeke hadn't been comforted after all. Slowly he'd stand from the seat before moving towards the bathroom, with plans on entering too check on Zeke too make sure he was doing okay.
Thoroughly, Zeke scrubbed away at his blood-covered hands. Through every action, Zeke maintained level breathing to soothe himself from the previous situation. A breath was sucked into his lungs, the dragon closing his eyes for a moment as he exhaled the precious air. A few moments later, Zeke's eyes fluttered open, locking on his cleaned hands. Carefully, he scrubbed over them, taking additional caution to assure every speck of red was cleaned away. From the flesh to beneath the nails, Zeke allowed the soap and warm water to carry away the mess of his hands.
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Every leaking away hint of red brought another sense of calmness atop Zeke's shoulders. He eased, carefully working on assuring the cleanliness of his hands. Once satisfied, a gentle smile traced the dragon's lips as he allowed the taps to turn off. In a single motion, Zeke flicked his hands down, sending water down into the sink's basin. After a few flicks, the father of two turned away from the sink, placing them under the air dryer. The loud hum of the air dryer filled the bathroom while Zeke rubbed his hands beneath the air being forced out of the vent.
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From the corner of his eye, he noticed Kiernan popping into the bathroom. He glanced over at his beautiful boyfriend, hastily finishing up the hand drying. As the hum died down, Zeke turned towards Kiernan.
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"Hey, you okay? Need to wash your hands too?" The dragon inquired softly.
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A soft grin touched the dragon's lips as he gazed at his beautiful boyfriend. He was under the genuine belief that Kiernan was coming to wash his hand, rather than check up on him.
Kiernan opened the bathroom door and stepped inside, noticing Zeke right away. It looked like he was finished and ready too head back out. Now his reason had been too come in here too check on Zeke but now that it seemed like he was fine, he found himself questioning on how he'd go about mentioning why he was here until Zeke had on accident given him the perfect reason. "Ah yeah, I decided I should." He answered somewhat nervously as he slowly made his way towards the sink before turning it on too wash his hands. I might have too admit my reason for being in here thought washing my hands isn't exactly a bad idea since we are going too be eating anyway. He thought too himself as scrubbed soap onto his hands before rubbing it along his hands too ensure they were clean before rinsing the soap off with the water. "I mean I also came in here too check on you, are you okay?" He asked, still standing by the sink, somewhat nervous on what he'd hear, since he had made it sound like he had come in here just too watch his hands. He'd slowly go over too the air dryer, as means of drying his hands off.
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The skin is created by Wolf of Adoxography and Gangnam Style. The thread and conversation remodels are by Kagney. The Strange Reality board list, Heal My Soul info center, I Remember Now mini profile and Electric Requiem profile remodel is made by Pharoah Leap. The Who's That Member member list remodel was made by Tictactoe. The Cbox.ws Shoutbox remodel was made by Trinity Blair. All templates used for claims, information sheets, applications, etc are credited to their owners; credits for these can be found in the threads the templates are use on. Images that are used on The Duality of Man are credited to their owners, however, they have been edited by Zac with a few being edited by Chibi Magician. The plot, rules and various other information pieces for The Duality of Man are written by Chibi Magician with the assistence of her co-admins, Finnegan and Dremulf, alongside other unlisted people who were kind enough to give their input. The TRS, AP and face claim were all created by Fleur for specifically the use of TDOM. All plugins used on The Duality of Man are credited to their owners. The templates my members use are credited to their maker, if you find a template that belongs to you, but is uncredited, please speak to Chibi Magician or the member themself. Characters created on The Duality of Man are credited to their owners and should not be used elsewhere without the creator's permission.
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