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.
Yours Truely,
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.
Don't fill your head with things and think you're free I can smell the fear I become your nightmare steppin' in your dreams
For whatever reason he decided that it was time to actually know the town that they would be staying in. He had been feeling quite cooped up lately, due to his better half deciding that the world was too scary of a place, and because the last time that he went out he caused a bit of trouble downtown. But that wasn't going to happen again, he was sure of it. Well. Mostly sure of it. There was no way to guarantee that no one would get on his nerves enough to make him react. Then again.
He sighed as he made his way into the large building within the business district. He was supposed to be meeting someone about some remote technology job so that they could start actually earning an income. It was supposed to be Akira, but yeah right. He'd probably just screw everything up like he always did.
The interview had actually gone quite well and he made his way back over to the elevators once it was finished, a new found sort of pride filling his chest. Hey, maybe this pretending to be Akira thing wasn't going to be as hard as he thought.
He paid very little attention to the scene unfolding to the right of him as he waited for the elevator. Some stupid people crying over something stupid he would wager. People were stupid and he hated them. Especially people like that that just threw their emotions absolutely everywhere. Dramatic. That might have been the word he was looking for.
Eventually, the elevator came to rest and let some people on. Once it was cleared, he waltzed right in and made himself comfortable against the back wall. He hated these things, but unfortunately it seemed that the stairs were emergency only. Still, he had made it up here just fine, there was no reason that he couldn't make it back down, right?
Another person had entered the elevator with him. Great. A blonde. He had trouble with blondes. And then the elevator started moving. He was okay with that. Just shut his eyes and pretend he wasn't in a giant metal box. Then came the noises, and the elevator stopped moving. His crimson eyes shot open and he looked around, the emergency light coming on. Oh this wasn't going to be good.
"What the hell is going on?" He wasn't sure that he really wanted the answer to that.
Don't fill your head with things and think you're free I can smell the fear I become your nightmare steppin' in your dreams
"Just stuck?" He repeated it with almost a panicked tone. Still, he had to remain calm. He couldn't risk another incident of anger or fear. Like hell it was just stuck. This was just great. He was here, stuck in the small metal box with some idiot he didn't know who just assumed it was just stuck! "Eventually?!" There it was again, that tone. That same fearful and panicked tone. The brunette began to pace back and forth. This was just ridiculous! People not fixing their damn machines!
He continued to pace a bit, muttering curse words to himself as he did so. It really looked like he might be going insane, arguing with himself, or with someone else that just couldn't be seen. Finally, after a short while, he stopped, his growling and muttering stopped and he went to sit in the corner opposite the other person in a quiet sort of way. "Sorry. Don't like small spaces." His voice was softer, more timid. He was trembling lightly, though he doubted the other person could tell. "Really don't like small spaces..."
Prepare the diving bell It's time to take this low I sink into myself, low No need for farewell
The brunette looked up, a bit of fear flowing through him as the shadows all began to move and swirl around them. His now sapphire colored eyes darted around and tried to figure out what was going on. He had no idea what was going on or what the other's words meant. "X's and.... O's?" His voice was still soft and he glanced over with a very confused look on his face. He looked at the criss crossed shape the shadows before him took. "Wait. You're special too..." He almost looked shocked that someone who looked so regular could do something like this. Then again, everyone he had met since coming here could do something special, not that he knew it. Still, having someone that he could maybe knowingly relate to was more interesting and relieving than anything else. "What else can you do? Can you feel people too?"
'Akira. Shut your damn mouth. You don't know him.'
"What is this power? Is it all yours? Or maybe I'm seeing things... Are you real?"
'Really? You're going there? Of course you are.'
The brunette pulled back a little, pulling his knees up to his chest. "S-sorry... I.. It's just I don't find people that can... Do things."
Prepare the diving bell It's time to take this low I sink into myself, low No need for farewell
He flinched a bit at the other cursing himself, externally or not he at least would have felt the recoil of the other. He sunk himself a bit more into his corner, uttering another small apology before the shadows dissipated completely. Akira caught the last part of the sentence of Lorsette not being a place for him and he shook his head. "That's probably why I was sent here." He seemed almost depressed about that. "I'm a freak." Or so his family said. "Maybe here I could start over. Feel less..." Whatever it was that he was. He shook his head at all of the mean comments floating through it thanks to that hellish voice. "I'm not stupid. I know that things exist. I've just got limited experience with the outside world."
The person across from him pointed to the horns on his head, and his sapphire eyes glanced up. He moved to run his hand through his brunette hair as if checking himself for horns too. Nope. So Kyou wasn't a demon then. Still, as far as he was concerned, that part of him needed to go back to whatever dark pit he had crawled out of. "Sorry. I'm Akira. I can leave you alone if you'd rather." He wondered if his phone would even work in here. He curled himself up a bit more, as if trying to will himself through the walls of the elevator. "I don't like small spaces. Do you think that we will get out of here soon?"
Prepare the diving bell It's time to take this low I sink into myself, low No need for farewell
Akira was silent for a bit of time after the question about his eyes. How exactly could he phrase such a thing? How could he explain what that was about without sounding like a lunatic? Then again, this guy had just proven that he was an actual demon. If that could be believed, then maybe Kyou could too.
'Don't you dare.' The voice in his head growled in anger, and he tried not to visibly flinch at it. But what could Kyou possibly do stuck in an elevator? He couldn't try and beat him here. He couldn't kill this guy without completely implicating himself. So there was nothing.
"He's... Different than me." That made very little sense didn't it? Akira took a deep breath and slowly let it out before speaking again. "There's a voice in my head. I know how that sounds, but he's different than me. So when he shoves me away, his eyes change color, but they don't have to. He can retain my appearance to trick people if he wants to. But no matter how hard I try, I can't use his eyes. I don't know what he is or why he's here, but he's evil. I thought maybe he might be a demon too, but he doesn't have horns or anything. I had to check. I guess he's just... Here."
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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.
Special thanks for the members of TDOM who make suggestions to help make this site better. Even though we can not accept all suggestions, we immensely appreciate it. Thus, we give credit to any additions that you thought of and were later implimented by the staff, because we are glad you give us these excellent ideas.