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!
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] From below, Noah stared up as Holden, contemplating a strategy to gain access to the tree-bound familiar. A hand softly rubbed his cheek, scrape burning from the sensation of heat across his wounded skin. Roughness tickled the bottoms of his fingers, loose skin not quite disconnected. He sighed softly, pulling his hand away to stare at the light streaks of blood across his fingers. He gazed at the blood for a few moments before returning his eyes to Holden, thinking on how to get him down from the tree.
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The wraith glanced around, searching for a method and contemplating climbing again. Then a thought came to mind for how he could get the panther familiar down. The king approached the tree, sinking into the shadows to enter the kitchen area of the castle. Quickly, he moved to the fridge, rummaging through it until he eventually found some frozen fish. Maybe he could bribe Holden out of the tree with fish. His fish in hand, Noah returned to the shadows, melting into them. He appeared back beneath the tree and smiled at Holden.
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"How about a peace offering?" Noah said, showing him the fish. "I will make you a fish breakfast if you come down."
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The king hoped Holden would be tempted by the frozen, packaged fish in his hand. If he could not climb the tree, he needed to play smart.
Holden watched Noah as he stared back at him, still debating on going down there to heal his cheek. He could feel a small phantom pain in his cheek and he wasn't a fan of it. This was his King and he had injured him in the hopes of dodging a fling. Before he had a chance to move from his spot, he noticed Noah looking around before walking away to enter into the shadows. Where is he going? He thought to himself, deciding on staying in the tree for a few more minutes, it was a good thing too because Noah had returned with frozen fish in his hand. "A fish breakfast?" He asked, smile on his face as he slowly moved down the tree until he reached the ground. "Silly King..." He whispered, reaching out to touch his cheek to heal him. "Doesn't count as being caught." He whispered, though the fish was tempting, not enough for a fling. "I'd be new to the whole thing and I'm not ready, sorry." He answered, before playfully reaching for the frozen fish. "But I do think I'll steal this..." He teased, plans of returning it should it be possible that he upset Noah with turning his fling offer down.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] Triumphantly, Noah held the frozen fish, believing he reigned victorious in the battle of persuading Holden to enjoy some special time with him. Sweet jubilee would hopefully be experienced in a few moments of precious persuading. A broad grin stretched across the king's face as he observed the beautiful man. The notion of fish for breakfast was repeated, prompting Noah to nod his head. Gradually, the panther familiar began descending the tree, heading down towards the ground, proving his success in persuading!
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When Holden reached the ground, Noah smiled at him. As his familiar approached, the wraith's silver eyes glanced over his intimate interest. Gorgeous hips and curves, long, purple locks of hair and brilliant blue eyes. The familiar claimed him as silly throughout his approach. Confusion lit across the king's countenance as he met Holden's eyes, curious about what happened. Softly, the familiar's hand connected with his face, gentle and pleasant against his face. When he stated the situation did not constitute as being caught, Noah pouted.
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The healing process began, skin stitching together thanks to Holden's abilities. The familiar moved on, stating he was unprepared before plucking the fish from his hand.
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"Oh..." The wraith sighed. "When will you be ready?"
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Slowly, Noah's hands reached for Holden's hip to pull him closer. He desired to have the familiar to become ready for this situation. The attraction of the long-haired man was immense and he wolfishly lusted for it.
Holden had come down from the tree with the desire to heal Noah. Then admitted to not being ready for a fling before playfully reaching for the frozen fish. He had then teased Noah about stealing the fish with the plans of returning it only for Noah to reach out, grab his hip, before pulling him closer. He found his cheeks going pink from embarrassment as he stared back at Noah, clearly enjoying their closeness even though nothing was happening right at the moment. "I... I don't.... know..." He whispered, managing to muster out the words, embarrassed at being so close to Noah. Oh how he wanted to kiss those sweet lips, but he knew Noah was looking for a fling and he wanted a relationship with him, despite knowing how selfish that request would be. The idea of sharing Noah with others was unbearable but he couldn't bring himself to admit it. "I'll be sure to let you know when I am though." He answered, not wishing to be reminded of words he had said, making sure to be careful to not include a time frame as he remained in Noah's grip, secretly savoring this moment. God...... He is so tempting..... He thought to himself, blushing more the longer he thought about it.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] The intimate interaction of placing his hands atop Holden's hips to maintain a sensual closeness was irresistible. The slender grace of the familiar's gorgeous body and silky, long purple hair attracted him. The wraith's silver eyes stared at Holden's magnificent face, admiring the redness of his cheeks. It guaranteed Noah an opportunity to romantically interact with the familiar someday, however, he would not force himself upon him. Those were inappropriate actions, the type that broke relationships and summoned sorrow.
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Despite his soldier position, Noah held morals, specifically in adhering to people's desires. Nonetheless, he would savour this innocent view of Holden's face, a blessing. A frown played onto the king's lips as he listened to the young man's uncertainties about when this wonder could be received. Fortunately, Holden agreed to inform him of when he was prepared to enjoy those adult actions. The navy-haired wraith flirtatiously grinned at the panther shifter, deciding to leave the flustered Holden with a final, fluster-inducing action.
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With his hands steady on Holden's hips, Noah leaned in and planted a soft kiss on the familiar's cheek. Afterwards, his hands slowly traced off his body, fingers enjoying the final moments of combat.
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"I will be ready when you are," Noah whispered in the familiar's ear.
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After the stated words, the wraith turned on a heal, retreating from the familiar. A glance over the shoulder was snuck, Noah hoping to see the vivid reds of a flustered man.
Holden couldn't help but blush immensely as Noah's hands remained on his hips, being so closed to him. Oh how he wanted but secretly in a relationship type setting instead of a fling, but he dared not mention this to Noah. It seemed to him Noah wasn't happy with his answer but would be patient, for now anyway. Of course he found himself blushing immensely when Noah had planted a kiss on his cheek, enjoying it. Then Noah pulled away and he found himself missing him. Though he knew he was right there, it was difficult to control himself in front of Noah, especially after the flirtatious whisper. He watched as Noah walked away from him, his cheeks remained pink, side glancing when he caught Noah glancing back at him, most likely to see how flustered he had become in the process. He remained in his spot as Noah had headed off, deciding within a few minutes to return the frozen fish back in the kitchen so that it wouldn't thaw on him. The rest of the day was strange, feeling as if he had failed Noah, even though he wasn't required to have a fling with him. He had retreated to his bedroom to sleep for the night, knowing there would be a chance that things would never return to how they'd been in the past.
A few days later, he was proven correctly as Noah made attempts to fluster him, succeeding in the process, despite failing to get any flings. His radio went off when guards informed an intruder must be on the premises because they had found another guard unconscious, during his shift. He wandered down the hall before noticing a woman in the study, curious he went inside to find out if she had been helped only for her to claim that she had received just what she had come for before knocking him out before her friend showed up to create a hex for them to teleport out of the study, being noticed by guards who had been searching for Holden because he was supposed to lead them. Being kidnapped, the guards stared in shock before fleeing to find Noah. Some heading towards the bedroom to knock on the door, while others searched elsewhere, it was of great importance for them to get their head guard back, viewing the kidnapping as a great loss should he not be returned.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] A smile graced the navy-haired man's lips upon glancing back at Holden. From his distance, he observed the reddened tint of Holden's cheeks manifested by his flirtatious interaction with the man. If a fling would be delayed, Noah planned on enjoying the concept of flustering the young man. Nobody won their desires by throwing in the towel and ceasing. These words, the manner in engaged with Holden were crucial concepts to receiving what he wanted, a night of fun. The guard's attractive body would undoubtedly bring Noah back for another attempt, although, he would give those thoughts time to simmer.
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Additional thinking on the subject could potentially persuade Holden into changing his mind. Alas, if the young man was unprepared for these mature interactions, Noah refused to force it onto him. It would be inappropriate and downright malicious to force Holden into a sensitive situation without any respect for his emotions. The wraith heard plenty of the mental ramifications enforcing those situations could have on a young man who lacked experience in the field. Therefore, out of kindness and consideration for his fellow man, Noah continued on his retreat.
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Therefore, he retreated, carrying out his duties as a king and hastily finding somebody to share his bed with for the evening. Over the following days, Noah gravitated towards Holden, relaying flirtatious remarks in hopes of intriguing the familiar. He wanted an evening with him, alas, as the days passed there was little progress in the persuasion of Holden. Therefore, somewhat discouraged, Noah discovered himself an afternoon fling to hopefully lift his spirits. They were drinking alcoholic beverages when a rapping echoed through the room.
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A brow raised, Noah placed his drink on the counter while his soon-to-be fling quietly watched, sipping on whisky and coca-cola. As he approached, a guard informed him of the situation and after plenty of shouting, Noah informed his partner for the evening to stay put. The king marched out, assisting with the efforts to locate Holden, something inside hinting at a location in his panic, yet, he allowed the guards to investigate for solid leads. A sense could be incorrect and they needed to find Holden as soon as possible.
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Time progressed, and with a severe lack of leads as to the familiar's location, Noah retreated to a shadow. Inside, something insisted on a location, and without anything else to work with, there was only the inclination provided by his instincts. A breath was sucked into his lungs, a hand touching the shadow as he melted into it, heading to the location his soul was suspicious of.
Holden slowly opened his eyes, finding himself on a bed, wrists tied above his head to the bedframe while his ankles were tied to the bedframe on each end. The action alone confused him slightly until he remembered being in Noah's castle, finding a woman in the study, asking if he could assist only to be told that she had received just what she had come for. The rest was a blank but seeing as he was here, he couldn't help but believe she was talking about him. Though he was confused on how he got here, unaware that two women had been behind his kidnapping. The place was silent, making him believe that as of right now, he must have been alone. He struggled in the binds, unable to free himself but determined to try. There was a sudden noise and he closed his eyes, pretending to sleep as he waited for them to get closer. The women had returned with a man, one that sounded familiar but at the current moment he was struggling to put his finger down on where until it dawned on him, it was one of Noah's previous flings. One that had proven unwilling to share so Noah had him kicked out and forbidden to return to the castle. On his way out, a promise had been made about his revenge but he honestly hadn't expected to be kidnapped apart of that revenge.
"So he isn't awake yet? Maybe I should wake him..." The man would answer, more than willing to take Holden without permission, believing him to be asleep. The footsteps became closer before pausing when one of the woman asked if they could have him next, seeing as he was a pretty young thing after all. He'd hear the man laugh before answering, "Sure, the only one I won't be sharing is him though." He answered, talking about Noah, the woman knew as the Dark King. More footsteps, making him believe that all three were advancing towards him. The idea of their plan made him feel sick, how the hell did he always managed to get dragged into Noah's problems... a fling problem no less? If you think I'm going to let you have without a fight, you have another thing coming. He thought to himself, opening his eyes, he'd notice how close the guy was to him as well as the women. He'd wait for them to try and remove his clothing before suddenly a shield was created, keeping them from touching him.
"That is right, you do have that power. Don't you, familiar...." The man would mock before moving away to take a seat. "But how long can you hold it up I wonder... This is going to be more fun then I thought." He answered, laughing, unaware that Noah had a gut feeling he had been behind this and had chosen his home to search for Holden. I'll hold it up as long as it takes, please save me....... somebody.... He thought to himself, the time ticking.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] The shadow teleportation summoned Noah into a home, specifically in a broom closet. Silence consumed the wraith as he carefully stepped between the threshold of his castle and the cramped space. Cautiously, he stepped over the bristled ends of the brooms, feet carefully landing onto the tiled floor. Quietly, the Assembly soldier listened, aware his situation was ill-favouring given the assumed circumstances. The home he entered was a disgraced fling buddy's, somebody he decided to no longer associate with because of his disrespect for boundaries and lacking of sharing etiquette.
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The sounds of servants quietly venturing the halls breached Noah's ears. Not a sound escaped the wraith as he waited for the footsteps to disappear into the distance. Slowly, he cracked open the broom closet, a soft squeak leaving the hinges as he gazed at the extravagant interior of the man's manor. With cautious steps, Noah entered the hallway, closing the closet door behind him before venturing further. Gradually, he moved through, hiding when he spotted the trio heading down into the basement, conversation existing between them.
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The urges inside led Noah's instincts, some insisting he should follow them into the depths below. Stealthily, Noah maintained distance, descending into the basement, senses searching for signs of Holden. They descended, Noah narrowly hearing the pronoun game being played between his former fling buddy and a pair of women. A brow raised every time they used the male pronouns, Noah wondering if they were referring to Holden... and should they be? HE WOULD MAKE THEM PAY FOR THEIR FOOLISHNESS! HOLDEN WAS MEANT TO BE HIS!
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The wraith slinked into a dimly lit corner, silver eyes peering through the darkness and widening as he noticed him. His suspicions were correct about Holden's location. The familiar was bound to a bed, tied tightly to avoid him escaping. Based on the words being exchanged, the man wished to intimately interact with Holden without permission being exchanged. The Assembly soldier's eyes narrowed, hand crossing his body to tightly wrap his fingers around his katana. The navy-haired wraith stood, rushing towards one of the women with his enhanced speed.
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The sword was drawn, the wraith aiming to slice the woman's neck and dispose of her first. He refused to allow these people to go too far with Holden!
Holden had created a shield so that they wouldn't be able to touch him for the time being. He listened as the man mocked him before moving to take a seat, amused by how he wasn't able to free himself. In a quick moment, the women found Noah too close for comfort and the one closest had her head cut off in the process. Quickly the other would attempt to flee out of the room, believing Noah might leave her be and go after the man instead since it had after all been his idea to kidnap Holden in the first place. Oh no... I sure hope he doesn't plan on having another fling with this guy, wouldn't be the first time that he slept with somebody that had kidnapped me and it wouldn't likely be the last either. He thought to himself before another thought had crossed his mind. Oh my god.... I was kidnapped by woman.... YOU JINXED ME! He found himself staring at Noah, who had come here for him, or so he hoped anyway. "My King, you're here...." He answered, not meaning to be a possible distraction. Regardless of what Noah planned to do in the end, he was happy to see him.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] The whistle of a blade slicing through air filled Noah's ears, followed by the gruesome sounds of visceral decapitation. Locks of long air flew wildly as the woman's head rolled from her shoulders. Thud. The sound resonated through the room, punctuating the act of violence. Promptly, the sounds of retreat followed as the woman's partner scurried towards the closest door and crossed the threshold. She was fortunate to not be considered a target in Noah's plan to free Holden from his kidnappers.
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The wraith turned his head, silver eyes locking directly onto the man responsible. The selfish individual responsible for attempting to steal something considered sacred, precious and innocent to those who held it. His eyes narrowed as he regarded one of his former flings with a cold stare. There would be no mercy! The grip on the wraith's sword tightened as he prepared to engage in combat. There would be no persuasion to avoid this man's violent end! If he was willing to nonconsensual take Holden for his pleasure, then he would not display mercy!
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He heard his familiar's words, however, he did not respond. Focus was required, for Noah needed to defeat his foe and take Holden home. With enhanced speed, Noah rushed forward, hoping to catch his opponent off guard. As he closed in, the wraith slashed out, hoping to at least slit the throat of the Holden-napper!
Holden watched as Noah cut the women's head off before the other one had fled up the stairs and out of the room, leaving them alone with only the fling. Upon seeing him, he gave greeting. It was only proper and well he wanted Noah to know he had taken notice of him. As Noah moved closer, the guy had moved out of the way, leaving the chair to be hit by Noah instead. The noise of the sword hitting wood had started him, but it wasn't long before he could hear the laughter coming from the man who was rushing towards the stairs to flee from Noah. I need to remain focused and keep my shield up, had he been any closer that might have hit me instead. He thought to himself, allowing the energy to leave him to maintain his shield a little bit longer.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] Molten iron blood flowed through Noah's veins as the anger overtook him. Resolve was fueled as his sword extending, swiping in an attempt to murder the malicious man. Holden's kidnappers were an obnoxious reality in the wraith's world and it only inflamed his infuriation further. These people who arrogantly believed they could snatch up his head guard lacked proper logic! Several times over he fought for Holden's return and this time?! THEY WOULD PAY FOR THEIR INSOLENCE! As Noah's sword swung, the man dodged, the sword's blade leaving a deep scratch across the chair's wooden backrest.
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An annoyed growl grumbled from Noah's throat as his eyes shifted, locking onto the foolish man. The man was prepared to flee, conceitedly laughing. Did he really think he would be escaping?! The Dark King took the position as captain for his skillful nature, but also for his tactics... The wraith created darkness spikes and aimed to cut off the former fling buddy from the stairwell. Only moments later would his speed enhance in an attempt to catch up and slash from behind the man. He refused to allow his enemy to leave! Especially a cowardice man like this!
Holden watched as the guy had stopped just before reaching the stairs when Noah had created darkness needles to block his path. When he had stopped, Noah had been given the chance to slash him in the back and he found himself falling forward. The problem with being him, he happened to be one that could heal. Holden found himself struggling against the rope to try and slip his wrists free, but it was too difficult of a task and he found himself at the mercy of the winner of this fight, which at the moment seemed to be Noah, his King. Even though Noah seemed to be winning he continued using energy to hold his shield up, refusing to risk the chance of being taken by surprise should the opportunity arise. The guy started to heal up, though he didn't have a weapon on him, he knew he was about to be in a world of pain. Nobody in their right mind would piss Noah off and it was clear to him, he had crossed the line. "Show mercy..... my King..." The guy pleaded for his life.
cleanse me with those shadows, take me into the dark where I belong, show me my vile black heart.
[attr="class","aodmain"] Darkness shot forward, successfully blocking the foolish man from the stairs. The actions of his former fling were despicable considering the man planned on forcing himself onto Holden. As much as he wished for Holden himself, the wraith would never go lengths to not provide him a choice. As he sped forward, sword drawn, Noah slashed at the man who kidnapped Holden for his twisted pleasure. Eyes narrowed, he watched his sword slash across the man's back, blood splattering onto the floor as he stumbled back.
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As he fell onto the floor, Noah straightened his back, eyes narrowed. Steps were taken forward, the king displeased by the actions of his former fling. This man nearly stole Holden's innocence in a forceful man without a second thought to considering the navy-haired man. He lacked a proper weapon, leaving Noah at an advantage in the circumstance. As he approached, his former fling pleaded for mercy after the disgusting things he planned on accomplishing. The distance was closed, Noah lifting his sword in preparation to slash.
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"This is mercy! You wanted to force yourself on Holden and that is twisted," Noah growled at the man.
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With those words, Noah slashed for the man's neck to dispose of the problematic former fling. The wraith was disturbed by the man's forceful attitude. While he flirted with the fresh adult, he never considered forcing Holden into something he never wished for.
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