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.
Burn on I'm shining so bright There's fire deep in my soul I'ma rise up like the legends of old
Loki had been rather...dejected after his makeout session with Holden. Not that that was bad by any means more like after he and the familiar had been caught having quite the makeout session by the very man they worked for, not to mention the very man he was sure the familiar had, well, feelings for as well. It annoyed the hellhound to no end that he couldn't seem to even get a minute alone with the head guard after that incident, even while training or sparring the man. Even more so it was all the more frustrating that he couldn't even touch him without getting something thrown at him or the two of them being split apart. Jesus fuck almighty.
Of course, the hellhound found himself at a bar and immediately sat himself down at the bar to get himself a drink. "Bottle of your strongest stuff." He ordered, lifting his hands to readjust the tie that held his hair up. Luckily it was his day off so he wore some rather casual clothes and he wasn't expected back at the castle any time soon. Not that he was sure his employer would even mind if he stayed away for a day or so. Gods, so possessive.
My Anger's been on Standby So hit me with a Riptide
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It was just another night in the bar. Your average drunkards and regulars coming and going and making a mess. A bar fight here or there, or vomit for someone that wasn't him to clean up. That wasn't his job after all. He could leave that to the wait staff or the single janitor guy that he was sure had been to prison for one thing or another. He often wondered if the janitor would do better as a bouncer than the hired muscle that seemed a little less than good at their jobs. Still, he often had to shoo away a troublesome patron every now and then with the loaded twelve gauge under the bar.
This night, however, was going to be one that would change his life for supposedly the better. He heard a voice behind him, asking for top shelf stuff, the best stuff he had. Alright, who around here had that kind of money to waste in a place like this? The bartender turned and blinked a bit at the male's appearance, but still, a smirk came to his albino features and he leaned against the bar in front of the stranger. "I'm going to need an ID and a card on file that we can charge if you're ordering anything tonight." After all, this guy clearly wasn't a regular here, and even if he was, he still charged tabs on people. He held out his hand waiting for the proper identification and a credit card, that smirk never leaving his face.
Burn on I'm shining so bright There's fire deep in my soul I'ma rise up like the legends of old
Loki allowed his eyes to scan the albino bartender from the top of his head to where he could see him before the rest of his body vanished behind the bar. A smirk, perhaps a playful one or flirtatious or even a mix of both, crossed his face as he leaned forward and rested an arm against the edge of the counter. "Oh, you want to really know me now, do you?" He purred out, grinning as he eventually leaned back a little to comply to the 'request' the bartender gave out to see his ID and a card pretty much. He pulled out his wallet and took a moment to open it and pull out his ID and a credit card, sliding both to the bartender.
"How about I buy you one too, hm?" He offered, leaning against the counter once more as he kept his eyes on the man standing opposite of him. "The name's Loki Vaun, but you sir...you can call me anything your little albino self desires." He spoke up, winking at him as he allowed himself to momentarily forget all his problems for the time being. Once the man was done checking his cards he accepted them back and leaned back only to slide them back into their places in his wallet once more. Well, he'd definitely have to get this guy's name...and maybe buy him some more drinks later.
"I'd say you can start a tab under my boss's name but I forgot to swipe his card from him." He half-jokingly added once his wallet was back in his pocket. Ah, he wanted to just start running a tab and buy everyone in the bar a round of drinks under his name but he also didn't want to, well, get in more trouble as he was already in. Oh well, at least he had some eye candy for the time being.
My Anger's been on Standby So hit me with a Riptide
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He wasn't oblivious to the fact that he was being checked out. It happened more often than he would have liked to admit, but this time, he didn't really mind. The man was fairly attractive. He smiled a bit at the offer of buying him a drink. He didn't drink often, but he supposed loosening up once or twice wouldn't get him into too much trouble, so long as he was able to do his job. He nodded a bit and poured two glasses of the top shelf stuff after handing the cards back. "I prefer the rum, it's quite smooth. But you can pick whatever you'd like." He mentioned.
"Well Mister Vaun, if only you had your boss's card. But you don't, so unfortunately you're paying $20 a shot out of your own pocket." He poured another for himself and drank it, adding it to the tab. "What brings you to this place anyways. It doesn't seem like somewhere that someone like you would visit. Aren't there more... Classy clubs?"
Burn on I'm shining so bright There's fire deep in my soul I'ma rise up like the legends of old
Loki raised a brow slightly at the man's words about what he liked to drink, nodding a little from the suggestion. "Well, then why don't we pull down that bottle of rum and crack it open, hm?" He spoke up, soon grinning with a small chuckle at his next set of words. "Ah, if it had been anyone else then I would not be so happy in forking out but you..." He trailed off as he raised his glass and took his shot before setting it back down. "Charge me, baby." He spoke up, grinning as he scooted his empty glass towards the bartender for another refill.
At the man's question as to why he was here, Loki couldn't help but laugh a little with a small shake of his head. "Classy clubs are nice and all, but the people there can be sooo boring. Besides, I like to visit clubs or bars at random mainly to see if I like them enough to come back." He answered, smirking a little as he leaned forward to rest his elbow on the edge of the counter and his chin in the palm of his hand. "From what I've seen so far I just love the service here... I think I might just keep coming back here." He added, throwing the man across from him a flirtatious wink before he leaned back slightly.
Once his glass had been refilled he raised it to take a sip from it this time before setting it back down. "Reason why I'm off bar hunting really is because my employer is being a possessive little bitch. Flings are great and all, hm? He has them like there's no tomorrow but there's this one guy who likes him and he likes too but he just wouldn't really be with him until I stepped in. Because hey, if he's having flings then that stupid familiar feline should have one too." He paused to down the rest of his drink and set his glass on the counter once more, gesturing with his hand for another refill.
"Basically I can't even do training exercises with that idiot without getting interrupted by our employer and me getting hit by some random object if I even go to talk to the guy because he's technically also my boss too." He shrugged and decided to lean forward a little as he scanned his eyes over the man before him once again. "But...I could care less right now." He added, grinning once more as he just enjoyed his current eye candy.
I'll catch you if you Fall If they laugh then Fuck Them All
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Gabriel stood there and listened to the man speak about flings and possession. It sounded like the red head had stumbled into a typical case of jealous husband and wife having an affair, but who was he to judge? It wasn't like it was anything that he could relate to, having never really dated, aside from a short time in college. Hell, he was even still a virgin, so to speak. He simply didn't have time between work and taking care of Yves.
He refilled the glass as many times as the other requested, hoping that he wouldn't have to carry the man out to a taxi. "You say you could care less, but it sounds to me like you really do care." After all, he wouldn't be going on and on about it if he didn't really care. But that was just how life was sometimes. "Well, hopefully we can get you to forget those problems, hmm?" He wasn't even aware of how flirty that sounded.
Burn on I'm shining so bright There's fire deep in my soul I'ma rise up like the legends of old
Loki tilted his head to the side slightly as he listened to what he said about him sounding like he actually cared. Hm, perhaps but at the same time... The Hellhound shrugged a little before a flirtatious grin crossed his face and he leaned forward from his next comment. "Oh, I think I do like that suggestion indeed... Now, just what would you recommend we do to forget these problems of mine?" He purred out, raising his glass to his lips once more to drink the alcoholic beverage once more. He wouldn't mind in the slightest if he got to spend some more time with this albino. He was quite...interesting.
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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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