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 2024
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.
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Perci hadn't meant to possible upset Octavio, it was why she apologized to him. She felt relief when he spoke, explaining how his boy friend didn't live nearby. She lowered her hands back to her sides. She had then changed the subject to ask where next only to have it redirected at her. "Why wouldn't it be?" She asked in return, hands on her hips as she looked back at him. Though it seemed he wasn't about to pick next, which left her with one choice, she'd have to pick after all. "How about the shooting range since the targets move?" She asked, pointing at one nearby, waiting to hear what Octavio would say about her suggestion.
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Fortunately, the brunette accepted his lies as truth, at least, based on her reaction. For somebody attempting to avoid suspicion, a long-distance boyfriend allowed him to cease possible thoughts of lying. His boyfriend lived further away according to his lies, therefore, nobody would expect to meet him. Although, it also allowed the redhead to stave flirtatious men and women away by stating he was taken. Luckily, despite the questionable circumstances related to his casual response allowed it to transform into something casual.
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Friendliness existed between them, something useful for Octavio's goals in gathering information. Casual conversation allowed the slipping of various facts to occur between both parties without hesitation. The comfort levels merely required building and shortly he could gather everything he needed. And should this woman prove unaffiliated with the TRS? There was potential to formulate a friendship to assure people would lend him the crucial trust. People possessed plenty of uses beyond being a tool to get her endless heaps of information from. Only moments later did Perci give a somewhat teasing remark.
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A light-hearted laugh left Octavio’s lips as he smiled broadly at her.
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“Well it is only fair that you get to pick too,” he commented happily.
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After pushing the decision on the green-eyed brunette, the shooting range game was chosen. The smile broadened, lighting the features of his face in friendliness.
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“Sounds good,” Octavio agreed.
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With that he turned to start heading over to the shooting range game. Through the groups of people he navigated, occasionally checking to assure Perci would be joining him.
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Perci shrugged her shoulders when Octavio gave his answer in return, somewhat of a teasing manner if she had anything to say about it. She chose to pick the shooting range and to her surprise Octavio seemed fine by the choice. He turned and started walking in that direction, she was quick to follow after him, dodging around people that seemed to get in their way. She caught him glancing behind, most likely to ensure that she hadn't gotten lost on her way over here. It was strange but she ignored it for now before withdrawing her wallet to pay so that she could have a gun to shoot at the moving targets. "Are you planning on playing too?" She asked, curious on what Octavio would say before attempting to shoot at the many targets. It was a difficult task but she wanted to win something for Morana, since she currently was wearing an outfit that had been made from her darling girl friend. When the time was up, she paid again, "I want another try." She explained, shooting at the targets once more, hitting more than the last, managing to win herself a prize in the process. Which one would Morana like the best? She thought to herself as she stared at the plushies.
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Through the crowd of smiling faces, Octavio ventured with the brunette following behind. It was observing the carnival with joyous grins and amusement evident on their expressions. Among them was the Puppet Master, hidden in his regular identity and admiring the peculiar contrast. People genuinely decided to rehost the event after the disastrous events of the previous; it somewhat amused him. Alas, those thoughts and expressions were masked by the disguise of a young man enjoying his time at the carnival.
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Gradually, the pair were making headway through the crowd of people. The redhead's glance over his shoulder proving his brown-haired companion was having similar success. The Assembly informant's eyes noticed the large sign over a booth labelling it as the shooting grounds with little red pistols on it. A smile played onto Octavio's lips as they moved closer. Laughter filled the air as they closed in on the area. Children were happily playing the shooting game alongside a few teen friends attempting to win some prizes.
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When they reached the front of the line, Perci inquired if he would be joining her with the game.
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"Yeah, sure. Sounds like fun," Octavio agreed.
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He handed over the money before grabbing the red gun. A countdown started when players were there until they were commanded to proceed. Experiences of his soldier occupation flashed in Octavio's mind as he held the gun. Several types of pistols had passed through his hands, however, he was not playing the Puppet Master. Intentionally, Octavio went fast, making his shots sloppier than usual to earn an average score. When the game concluded, he shrugged at Perci.
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"Well, I didn't do as good as I did with whack-a-mole," he said with a chuckle.
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When the brunette decided she wanted to play another round, Octavio merely nodded at her.
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"Go ahead, I will sit this one out," he answered.
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Afterwards, he walked a little bit away from the booth, allowing a different person to take his slot. From a short distance, he watched as Perci played another round and successfully got herself crowned a champion.
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Perci had suggested the shooting range and had the pleasure of Octavio joining her but after she requested another try, she was surprised when he had stepped back for another to take his place. It wouldn't matter, she was determined as ever to get a better score this time around and with that determination she managed to win herself a prize that she planned on giving over to Morana as soon as she saw her next. The choices were so hard, but one had caught her eye and she found herself pointing at it until it was handed over to her. She would then head back towards Octavio to show him the plushie that she had just won, refraining from mentioning how she planned on giving it too Morana as a gift. "What do you think?" She asked, holding the cat plushie in front of him. As cute as a cat but as fierce as a warrior, fits my darling lovely. She thought to herself, giggling at the idea.
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As Octavio waited for Perci to complete her game, his eyes drifted to the sea. The sounds of lapping waves and echo of distant seagulls filled Starlight Beach. A soft smile touched the redhead's lips as he watched for a few moments. A few of the relaxing sounds of nature were drowned out by screaming kids, laughter and the victory bells sounded at the carnival games. Once soaked in blood and rebirthed in a requirement to prove the people of Lorsette would not falter. A deep inhale was followed by a heavenly exhale; people were strange.
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A ringing sound echoed through, heralding a winner of a prize at the shooting game. From a distance, Octavio watched, noticing Perci contemplating her choice in a prize. The sounds of approaching footsteps kept the redhead locked in her direction as the distance was closed. Clench in her hand was a stuffed cat, an adorable little fake creature. The informant smiled at her, admiring the cat she won. When she finished her approach, she presented the cat to him, giving him a closer look at her prize before asking what he thought.
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"A pretty cute cat," he answered, grinning at her. "What are you going to name it?"
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Most people named their plushies. It was a common trend, specifically among children. While Octavio had yet to provide his stuffed wolf with a name, many people thought of something. The smile remained evident on the redhead's face as he watched her, waiting for an answer.
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Perci smiled when Octavio had mentioned what a pretty cat. She was surprised when he had asked her what she'd name it. "I'm not sure." She admitted, thinking that she'd allow Morana to decide that as soon as she presented it to her. Speaking of Morana, what time was it? She found herself withdrawing her phone to look at the time before sighing. She enjoyed being here but she knew that it would soon be time to head home and she wanted to beat Morana there since it seemed to her that she wouldn't be able to make it to the carnival today. "I'm so sorry.... but I have to go." She answered, suddenly before turning to head away from him. It wasn't anything personal, she just wanted to get back before Morana did was all. "I had fun." She shouted, waving a hand, unaware of what she likely got herself into.
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Information from this woman was craved for the Puppet Master to hand in via disguiser. Valuable facts Octavio could hand off later on for the Assembly to conquer the world. Alas, temporarily he would be required to play the role of a friendly civilian searching for a potential friend. Nothing creepy, merely a connection created between two strangers who decided to merrily enjoy their afternoon at the carnival. Therefore, he inquired about the name of her recently won stuffed cat in hopes friendly banter could ensue.
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The lack of a name was accompanied by a smile and a soft shrug. The stuffed wolf in Octavio's hands lacked a proper name, therefore, he could not chastize another individual for similar. Only moments later did the brunette fetch her phone, the redhead believing he potentially created a connection, a strong enough one to warrant a phone number. Proven wrong... he discovered it after Perci checked the time on her phone and declared she was required to leave. A plastic smile was left behind as Octavio listened to those words; a bitter failure in the false friendship phase.
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"I understand. See ya, maybe we can meet again sometime," Octavio called, waving goodbye to her.
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Mentally, Octavio took note of the woman, deciding that should the opportunity present itself, he would engage with her. For now, the redhead remained stationary to enjoy the carnival longer. Besides, there were TRS members who he could study while he was in the area. With that, he turned away, walking through the booths to explore the smile-filled carnival.
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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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