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.
Since the wonderful members of TDOM enjoy the site enough to play around on it, this thread is to assist with the site's tidying! Functionality is important and we want to make the site functional even if its activity will be minimal at best!
[attr="class","ashLyrics"]just another of the monsters
[attr="class","sub"]judged by fear alone, never by personality
[attr="class","ashTag"]@yuri // 499 words
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Slowly, the young skinwalker leaned in, closer to the stranger he rescued from the bitterly frigid weather conditions. Closer, closer, closer. Suddenly, something wrapped around Raylan, his heart jumpstarting into a rapidly beating mess as it bashed against his sternum. Initially, the brown-haired man found himself startled, but his body eased when his sensitive nose caught the familiar scent of his patient... The man he was tending to decided to embrace him? A sweet action accomplished abruptly and unexpectantly.
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The realization only increased the rapid rate of his heartbeat and summoned waves of blood to flood his cheeks. Red developed, consuming his cheeks and the bridge of his nose as a blush formed on Raylan's face. With the accumulation of blood in his face, a warmth formed. The skinwalker was flustered by the sweetness of the stranger's actions... he never expected anybody to treat him with this much benevolence... Most screamed and ran away because of his appearance, but this mystery man courageously wrapped his arms around him.
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The man inquired about being assisted to eat, to which Raylan slowly nodded. Gradually, the skinwalker slithered an arm around the stranger, slipping into the bed.
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"I... I can do that... and thank you," Raylan spoke quietly, touched by the man's actions.
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Afterwards, Raylan laid beside him, fingers grabbing berries before searching for the stranger's mouth. He quietly fed him until sleep claimed his patient. A moment was spared to slip out of bed, berries being tucked away and more fuel added to the fire. He shortly returned, slipping in and snuggling close to his patient. The warmth between them was... comforting... soon coaxing Raylan into falling asleep. Through the evening he snuggled the stranger's arm, eventually waking up with his companion, both still in bed.
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A smile on his face, Raylan remained in the comfort of the stranger's warmth. Between his snuggling, he heard the man's offer to come home with him. The skinwalker's heart fluttered, thoughts entering his head as he debated the circumstances. The cabin was Raylan's desolate home, but a sheltered place nonetheless. Yet, something inside screamed at him, persuading him into accepting the offer... as though he was destined to stand alongside the stranger he met the freezing eve before. The skinwalker snuggled closer, listening to the stranger's heartbeat as he contemplated.
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"O-okay," he said softly. "... I... I feel like... I am destined to..."
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A shade of embarrassed red encompassed Raylan's face, forcing him to hide in the stranger's chest. Why did he admit such a childish notion?!
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"S-sorry! That is weird to say!" He squeaked out in his bashfulness.
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Something inside insisted he should follow this stranger to the ends of the earth. The man he discovered amidst the cold of a blizzard was beyond significant... Almost as though somewhere, his brain thought there would be no life without the stranger lying in bed beside him. Silently, Raylan clung to the stranger, hoping he would not be pushed away for mentioning silly concepts like destiny...
Yuri was pleased when Raylan had become in reach to hug. He couldn't help but feel joy as he saw his cheeks go red. He asked if Raylan would help him eat, to his pleasure Raylan had agreed and thanked him. "No, thank you." He whispered back, feeling so tired. After eating some berries he had fallen asleep. In the morning they had both woken, he was happy Raylan was still with him and from what he noticed he was still in one piece which meant that Raylan hadn't eaten any of him. He asked if Raylan would come back with him, surprised at the answer he couldn't help but smile slightly. "It is alright, I feel it is too." He admitted, blushing slightly as he slowly moved to sit up. "I'll help you pack and we can go, alright?" He asked, planning on assisting, assuming Raylan had things he wanted to bring along with him.
[attr="class","ashLyrics"]just another of the monsters
[attr="class","sub"]judged by fear alone, never by personality
[attr="class","ashTag"]@yuri // 283 words
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A rapid thumping occurred inside Raylan’s rib cage as he snuggled the stranger’s arm and confessed his feelings on the subject. In a single evening, the skinwalker felt a connection to the mysterious man, something beyond his comprehension. It was almost as though somebody wrapped a string around him and tied him to the stranger. Between them was a unique comfort, something never experienced between the many other people he associated with. There was nothing but gleeful thoughts and blissful snuggles. Red coloured Raylan’s cheeks as he hid in the man’s chest.
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It was comfortable, having his face hidden in the stranger’s chest. A deep breath was inhaled, Raylan noticing the man’s scent and admiring it. Through flustered emotions, he managed to detect the man’s words. Hearing those heavenly arrangements of words only increased the heart flutters, the heat and redness of Raylan’s face. Gradually, he revealed his face to look towards where the voice spoke. They both believed their abrupt union on a blizzardy, winter’s eve to be a matter of destiny. As the stranger moved to sit, Raylan squeaked softly as he adjusted to follow the repositioning.
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“O-okay,” he agreed softly before pausing. “What is your name? I’m Raylan.”
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Finally, the young man provided his name to the mysterious stranger. Afterwards, he slowly adjusted, inching to the edge of the bed to start the… packing process. The skinwalker paused as his feet hit the cold, wooden floor. What was he supposed to pack? There were only a few items he cared about, that being the food and the mask his father gave him. Everything else? Not important. The grey-skinned young man rubbed his arm, uncertain on how to voice his problem.
Yuri couldn't help but smile when Raylan had squeaked when he had sat up, forcing Raylan to adjust as well. "My name is Yuri." He answered, thinking that at this time it would be best not to give out his last name. He watched as Raylan moved towards the edge of the bed, having agreed to pack and come back home with him. The pausing had caught him by surprise but he remained silent, just watching Raylan out of curiosity. It wasn't until Raylan rubbed his arm, he found himself somewhat concerned. "Is everything alright?" He asked, slowly moving over with intentions of attempting to hug Raylan. It was strange, the longer he was with him, the longer the fear had ebbed away until nothing was left. Raylan truly was too sweet to be viewed as scary.
[attr="class","ashLyrics"]just another of the monsters
[attr="class","sub"]judged by fear alone, never by personality
[attr="class","ashTag"]@yuri // 261 words
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Yuri. The enchanting name of the man Raylan discovered a peculiar, albeit, powerful connection to. Into every vessel of his heart, prompting a faster beating rhythm. That name was important and one he planned on forever remembering. Merely thinking about it resulted in a series of heart flutters conquering his chest. These sensations managed to summon joy in Raylan, however, he kept silent about the occurrences. While the mysterious man had agreed on them being around one another as something of destiny, Raylan wanted to avoid startling him with these emotions.
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As he stood, feeling coldness seep from the floorboards and into his bare feet, realized dawned. Inside this cabin were items he used for survival with only a single exception; the mask. Everything else held no sentimental value or significance to the young skinwalker. He found them inside this abandoned place and used them to survive through the harshness of living alone. The question followed by arms wrapping around him caught Raylan by surprise. Immediately, his heartbeat quickened in response to Yuri's presence and his body melted against him. He could stay like this with him forever...
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"Well... um... I don't have much to pack," Raylan confessed. "Only my food and mask."
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Few items were required from the cabin unless Yuri wished for them to be brought along. The only things Raylan cared about was gathering his food and fetching the mask. Was it weird he lacked items to pack? The skinwalker could not be certain, but he had the suspicion people regularly had more items to take alongside them...
Yuri hugged Raylan more as he listened to his words. "I see." He whispered before adding, "It will be fine. I'll help you carry it and lead the way." He answered, attempting to reassure Raylan that what he had to pack would be just fine. "If you want, we can go shopping for some clothes if you don't like what I have in my bedroom..." He suggested, having some clothes from his parents house that he had moved into the castle because it was better than living with his parents that he believed would fit Raylan perfectly. There was also the option of asking for some clothes to be made for Raylan, he was sure there wouldn't be any complaints since Raylan didn't take up that much space if at all and he planned on sharing a bedroom with him.
[attr="class","ashLyrics"]just another of the monsters
[attr="class","sub"]judged by fear alone, never by personality
[attr="class","ashTag"]@yuri // 263 words
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The embrace increased, Yuri seemingly refusing to release the young skinwalker from his comforting grasp. A warmth transcended over him as he experienced his destined-bound man's hug. A chest against his back, arms draped over his shoulder and locking over the front of his torso. Every second of this Raylan adored... Since losing his father, people were too frightened to lend him a loving embrace or even converse with him. Thus, this moment was meaningful to the blind skinwalker, for finally, he felt the warmth of another living creature.
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Everything about this moment was heavenly, something straight out a fairytale, but reality. As they discussed the items, Yuri's words oddly warmed Raylan's heart. Instead of mocking him for his lack of materialistic possessions, he offered to assist with the carrying. The skinwalker's heart fluttered in a way unfamiliar to him, a smile stretching on his teeth; he forced it lip-tight to avoid him seeing those sharp teeth. He glanced up at him, honoured to had been gifted by the gods with this wonderful man he discovered.
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"Thanks, Yuri," he said, appreciation glowing in his voice.
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Only moments afterwards did his friend offer clothes. A gasp escaped Raylan's face, and should he had eyes, they would have widened.
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"I get clothes?! More clothes than what I have?!" The skinwalker exclaimed, shocked.
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After living similar to a homeless individual for centuries, Raylan rarely acquired more clothes. Rather, he wore the same squalid, ripped guards and attempted to bathe them when possible. Therefore the sheer notion of additional clothes excited the short skinwalker to no end.
Yuri continued to hug Raylan, smiling when he heard him say thank you. "Yes you do." He answered, knowing besides it being better for Raylan it would assist with smell too. He wasn't willing to tell Raylan though, the last thing he wanted to do was risk hurting his feelings. "How about I get your food packed up while you grab your mask, then you can join me at the door so that we can go?" He would ask, releasing Raylan with the intention of doing just that. Of course since he had no idea where Raylan stored the food, he found himself searching for it before he met up with Raylan to lead the way out of the cabin and back towards the castle.
[attr="class","ashLyrics"]just another of the monsters
[attr="class","sub"]judged by fear alone, never by personality
[attr="class","ashTag"]@yuri // 243 words
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Pure happiness flowed through Raylan's veins upon listening to Yuri confirm the procuring of more clothes! The excitement of receiving a magnificent made a broad grin stretch across the skinwalker's face. Teeth were accidentally revealed, but it was difficult to resist considering Yuri's generosity! The tattered clothes could be thrown away and replaced with something new, which was always exciting! The skinwalker turned in the mysterious man's grip, leaning in to wrap his arms tightly around Yuri, face being snuggled into his chest.
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Appreciation could not be expressed any better than through sudden snuggling and a toothy smile. Nobody ever displayed Raylan this intense of kindness, therefore, he could hardly speak! Most people screamed and ran away, spooking the young skinwalker into hiding himself away. Its why he hid inside the rickety hunter's cabin with filth-covered blankets and a meagre definition of warmth. Slowly, the eyeless man pulled away, staring directly at Yuri's chest with jubilee overflowing inside his veins because of the kindness.
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"Thank you! Thank you! THANK YOU!" He smiled brightly at Yuri. "You're so generous... I don't know what to say."
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A plan was made, which Raylan nodded in agreement to. As Yuri walked over to fetch his food, the young skinwalker crouched, feeling under the bed until he discovered the blue mask with black eyes. When he stood, he returned to Yuri's side, assisting with the gathering of food. Then finally, they departed to reach the mysterious man's home.
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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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