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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The sound of radio static echoed followed by a sharp gah from pain. It radiated from his arm and through the static the distant noise of gunshots followed by growls of terrors. Everything went seriously wrong with the mission abruptly handed to Nathan Beckard.
"FUCK!" Nathan shouted into the receiver. "HEY! I NEED FUCKING BACKUP! I'M A LITTLE OUTNUMBERED AND THIS FUCKER IS A NUTJOB!"
His thunderous call for back up was a natural response to the dire situation he was shoved into. Placed in the forest, effectively being the "block" between a madman and his terror possie. It was a fucking nightmare!
[ TRS only please and this is a radio transmission! <3 ]
The buzzing of his radio transceiver is what snaps him out of. He normally would pay no attention to it but the familiarity of the voice that came out of the box had stopped his movement. A branch crunching and snapping under the thick sole of his combat boots. His eyes widen as a gasp escape his mouth as his hand rushed to pluck the radio from his belt. His thumb pressed down on the button and he could only hope the identity wasn't the one he had been thinking it was.
"This is Sergeant Cross speaking. " His finger releases the button for a moment, pausing to let out the shaky breath before his thumb pressed down once more. "Follow the protocols and calm yourself. Be any louder and you'll be luring them to you. "
"Identify yourself and tell me where you had been assigned. I'll be heading there as fast as I can and requesting back up. "
Ringing shots blare over the radio accompanied by the soft rustle of moving underbrush. Another grumble of swears, inaudible beneath the thundering sounds of a combative situation. Fortune would arrive in the form of a voice crackling over the TRS mandated radio. A relieved sigh breezed through the lips of the green-haired vampire. An eye-roll was accomplished, the protocol being a reminded feature as the man identified himself as the cemented "failure" in Nathan's eyes. Unfortunately, options were limited at best.
"Don't think it fucking matters right now, I am kinda pin- FUCK!" his voice stops randomly.
The rustling sharpened, a voice being muffled over the radio. The young hunter protected himself, a barrier of blood from his fresh wound rescuing him from the nut. One hand remained pointed ahead while the other scrambled for the radio and returned it to his lips.
"Nathan Beckard, unit one, I'm in Calico Forest at the moment, a few kilometers from the lake I think! Now hurry the fuck up! I'll try and get this bastard off me, but he is a fucking nuisance!"
The sounds of shifting branches echoed through the radio as Nathan rolled away from the shadow sword. The shield transformed into needles being launched at the attacker to keep him away. Once distance was created, the vampire turned tail and ran.
"Meet me with backup at the lake maybe?! I should be able to make it."
The words were grumbled out in a begrudging whisper as the vampire fixated on receiving assistance. The entire circumstance was infuriating, and would undoubtedly, upset his boyfriend.
"GOD-FUCKING DAMN IT." His hatchet goes swinging as he decapitates an incoming terror. He could no longer go at the pace he was and decided to activate his enhanced speed. It takes a moment to fully activate but once he's moving he's moving, on the way there, his axe had come swinging back to him and he caught it with a loud thump coming from the palm of his hand.
The name he didn't want to hear was what he received. The urge to call Nathan an idiot over the radio was strong but, Severus pulls himself out of his fit of anger. This was what the other chose for himself. Being hunter meant having to accept that he'd be in situations like this. It still was hard for Severus to swallow since he knew Nathan a lot more than most of the other hunters he fought with.
His finger presses down on the button as he gives his response. "On my way, Nathan. I can't fucking believe this shit. You better not get killed." He shoves the receiver momentarily into his pocket as he focused on navigating himself to the lake. He wasn't too far away from it but you never know what could happen within a span of a few seconds.
Severus didn't anticipate for it to be without a terror here or there but he wasn't an elite or renowned hunter for no reason. Such small fry had no way of overcoming him especially if they were in groups of one or two. He exhales heavily, having to keep himself focused. The last thing he needed to do was Zone out and forget the purpose he came here for.
Minor relief reached Nathan's ears as he gained confirmation of assistance arriving. The vampire maintains his focus and proceeds to rocket himself through the trees. As he moved, his yellow-green eyes scan his surroundings, surveying and assuring he would arrive. The sounds of rustling disturbed him as a troublemaker broke through the trees.
"Dammit!"
Quickly, the knife is drawn as he swung his blade towards the monster's neck. Enhanced speed activated, carrying the action with the swift momentum needed to down the creature quickly. Further rustles breach his ears, Nathan's eyes narrowing. The location was scanned as he moved, hoping he could slip past danger. The radio returned to his lips as he hurried through the forest.
"I'm not trying to get killed! I might get held up though... I just saw a fucking troublemaker and I hear some rustling, but I'm en route. Should breakthrough from the north unless I got turned around."
Hope surrounds Nathan as he prayed to be correct on his present location. Alas, between the eratic gunshots and unexpected ambush, the fact was difficult to determine. The movement proceeded, Nathan closing in on his destination with hopes his navigation skills were on par.
The crunching of twigs and shifting of leaves within nearby bushes has him alert and prepared for what was supposedly going to be an ambush. The raijuu lets out a growl as his other hand brandished the second axe he had resting in it's holster upon his hips. His axes do a singular spin as the familiar grueling sound of the terror echoes throughout his current area. Severus having been well acquainted with the noise acknowledged it as it's way of calling for backup. The terror charged into him with a bite but rather than get a nice sink into his flesh the monster instead got to taste his axe. It sliced through his face with a clean cut and Severus could only spare a glance backwards before he continued to rush ahead.
With his speed he had been lucky enough to make distance than he first anticipated he would. The journey wasn't as long as he had expected but the message received on the radio minutes prior to his arrival had him on high alert. The last thing Severus hoped for was Nathan to get caught up by some annoying soldier.
He sets an axe back into his holster as his hand grips the radio. "I'm approaching the meeting place. Stay low and take caution." He sets the radio back into it's resting place as his hand retrieves the axe he had just put away. The distant sounds of fighting echoed all around him but still beyond all that background noise did he do his best to listen for signs of Nathan as he weaved his way around the lake.
The distant sound of radio cackling did capture his attention which had him moving in that very direction. He gripped the handle of his axe so hard his knuckles turned white as he slowly moved in on the spot, ready to attack if it was an ambush but to his relief... it was none other than the vampire he had been looking for.
Suddenly the feeling of being winded ails him and he takes in a few deep breaths of relief. "Shit.... I'm glad I found you." Now... the bigger fact at hand was, how were they going to escape safely? "How long have you been here for?"
Through the passing branches, Nathan rushed by, clearing logs and hurrying between the trees. In his hands, the radio is clutched tight enough to turn knuckles white. Confirmation reached his ears, the agreed meeting place being viewed in his mind. The lakeside with a slight clearing to avoid oncoming threats. The growls of terrors reached his ears, a troublemaker blocking his path. Yet, never did the vampire cease, rather, he sliced through, carving its neck to keep running.
Over time he busted through the trees, being freed from the close quarters of the forest around them. His breathing is heavy, Nathan glancing around and discovering the brown-haired raiju acting as a unit 3 sergeant. The man appeared relief, but Nathan ignored his emotions in favour of focusing on the present situation.
"Yeah, yeah... Let's just worry about this fucking situation," the vampire grumble and took a moment to breathe. "Should we like... see if anyone else is in the area? I don't even know how many are in there! It could be a fucking rat's nest."
A soft growl rumbled from Nathan's throat. How many minutes passed? He could hardly be certain between the ducking, weaving and retaliating.
"I don't fucking know... I just know it is fucking stupid."
The vampire genuinely had no clue how long he wandered through the trees. Fighting back and defending himself against the monsters working towards swallowing him whole. He toughed through it, but the passing minutes would be nothing but a mystery. From the treeline, the familiar inhuman growls echoed, suggesting the terrors following Nathan would lumber from the forest any minute.
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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.
