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!
Alida was pretty relaxed with the revelation that his parents cracked down on him when it came to interacting with girls. But he was just giving her a small taste. Nicolas already knew that he wouldn’t ever tell her the whole story. It was the same way with a certain ex-girlfriend of his who he despised. The reminder of Deborah should have detoured him from having anything to do with another chick and honestly Deborah had done just that for a time. But the meeting between him and Alida had been so ridiculous that he hadn’t really ‘gauged’ the warning alarms that should have come with dealing with a woman.
As long as he didn’t date her then he’d be fine. The teen wasn’t completely brainwashed by his parents, but he did still have caution in him. He cocked his eyebrow when she talked about how she hadn’t expected him to be ‘that’ type despite their first meeting.
“Huh?” He questioned her looking baffled by her statement, but he wasn’t an idiot and it didn’t take him long to make the connection. “What? No, it’s just their preference.” He muttered out and tried to take another sip of his cola, only to realise there was nothing left but ice. His brows drew down into frown as he realised his mistake and set the drink down.
“I don’t do the dating scene,” he told her a little snippedly. “It’s a waste of time.”
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tired of the destruction, tired of no one ever doing a damn thing
So tell me the sin of the angel with dirtied wings and how she was tainted by the tastes of the wicked. And how is it then that she can still fly on those
fallen wings
@nicolas
NOTE: ---
She was surprised by Nicolas’ momentary bafflement over her statement. However, thankfully, he didn’t come off as too dimwitted when he ended up putting two and two together. “What? No, it’s just their preference,” He spoke up defensively, lifting his glass of coca-cola to take a swig, the sound of air and bubbles greeting their ears because of his empty drink. Nicolas promptly put his glass back down before looking at her to snippily remark, “I don’t do the dating scene. It’s a waste of time.”
Alida whole-heartedly laughed then, some of her awkwardness and tension dispelled from the humor she derived from both his statement and his defensiveness. “Oooh?” She teased with a sudden grin as she lifted her own mocha up to purposefully take a noisy and long sip. “Really…?” She questioned him further, a twinkle in her eye.
Alida laughed at him...again and then went on to 'humor' him as she took a long and purposely loud sip of her drink. His expression became dull as he stared at her unmovingly...letting her just absorb his indignation with her teasing.
It was only broken when the waitress came over and asked how everything tasted. The place had settled down and so she was making her rounds once more. Her attention was on him and she had a wide smile as she glanced over his horns. "I'll take another refill," he told her. "Sure thing horn boy."
Nicolas physically flinched at her comment but didn't say anything it wasn't something he needed to snap at her for. But he would be taking it out on her through the tip.
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tired of the destruction, tired of no one ever doing a damn thing
So tell me the sin of the angel with dirtied wings and how she was tainted by the tastes of the wicked. And how is it then that she can still fly on those
fallen wings
@nicolas
NOTE: ---
Alida nearly choked on her mocha as she was witness to Nicolas’ sourpuss expression as he glowered across their table at her. But, she had to quickly compose and behave herself when the strawberry-blond waitress returned to check up on them. When she asked how they had liked their meal, Nicolas ended up asking for a refill to his coca-cola. “Sure thing horn boy,” The country darling returned and the way horn boy flinched as though he had been struck by her words just made Alida burst out laughing all over again.
The waitress had taken her leave to refill his glass and Alida couldn’t stop herself; “Horn boy, Sugar Plum, Peach Pie, —”
As soon as the waitress left Alida couldn't stop herself from laughing. He could see the mirth in her eyes as she stared at him waiting for the perfect opportunity and Nicolas this time was quick to 'try' and interject.
"Don't even," he snapped, but she couldn't help herself and began a montage of nicknames. His face heated somewhat as she carried on completely perplexed by her stupid teasing. "Shut up," Nicolas barked and he actually glanced underneath the table to kick her shoe. "Ugh, you are such a handful," he mumbled out. "Thank Volos' I didn't let you drink."
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tired of the destruction, tired of no one ever doing a damn thing
So tell me the sin of the angel with dirtied wings and how she was tainted by the tastes of the wicked. And how is it then that she can still fly on those
fallen wings
@nicolas
NOTE: ---
Alida could practically see the steam rising from his head as Nicolas barked out a rough, “Shut up,” before glancing underneath the table to actually give her a swift kick to her boots. While her tirade of different nicknames stopped forming at her mouth, she just burst out laughing again, her stomach hurting from the mirth. “Ugh, you are such a handful,” Nicolas complained. “Thank Volos I didn’t let you drink.”
“Hey, hey, now!” Alida half-laughed, holding her stomach, and actually had formed tears within her eyes. She had laughed so much and so hard that she had to hold up her hand and give him a finger as she leaned forward against the table to take a few deep breaths in. Once she was able to breathe, she lifted up to speak to him. “I’m a fun drunk, I’ll have you know. But, boy oh boy, that was so funny,” She decided as she wiped a few of the tears from one of her eyes.
Nicolas wasn't as angry as his outward appearance showed and most people would probably have been offended by now. But Alida was well built for his way of socially interacting and that unknowingly worked out for both of them. He let out a loud scoff and leaned back against his booth rolling his eyes.
"I doubt it. You probably can't even hold your liquor. One can and your up on the table dancing and then the next second out like a light."
It was at that point that the waitress came back and Nicolas glanced at his company before taking the drink from her. "Thanks sugar plum," he told her and had to restrain a laugh from breaking out himself. The names were stupid and he wasn't afraid to return the favor.
"You two have fun now," the woman replied and didn't seem too bothered by their teasing especially since Alida had let the entire restaurant know how she was laughing her head off at the whole 'horn boy'. Man, this girl did not know the meaning 'on the down low'.
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tired of the destruction, tired of no one ever doing a damn thing
So tell me the sin of the angel with dirtied wings and how she was tainted by the tastes of the wicked. And how is it then that she can still fly on those
fallen wings
@nicolas
NOTE: ---
Nicolas scoffed, lounged back against the booth seat, and rolled his eyes. “I doubt it. You probably can’t even hold your liquor.” He debated, and Alida looked downright incredulous. “One can and you’re up on the table dancing and then the next second out like a light.”
“Hah, yeah ri—,” Alida cut herself off, snapping her mouth closed, and then gave Nicolas a gesture where she first pointed two fingers at herself and then back at Nicolas, signaling this conversation wasn’t yet at its end — because the waitress had arrived. Sitting back in her own seat, she gave the woman a friendly smile as she arrived and served Nicolas his coca-cola.
However, Nicolas brazen retort toward the woman openly caused Alida to balk and for her mahogany gaze to jerk to him. “Whaaat,” She practically cried, heart pounding as she swatted at him in playful banter across the table. “Stop, stop, oh my gosh, you’re crazy,” She half-laugh, half-whispered, and looked to the woman to wave off his rude joke in a dismissive manner. “Homeboy here? He's totally not used to being hit on. By the way, tacos — amazing. Thumbs up from me.”
Before the waitress was able to say anything or even react Alida was jumping to the rescue. He was hoping she'd flip out like this and he just leaned back with a sly smirk and watched the scene unfold. He wasn't even bothered when she took a jab at his 'dating' habits. He let out a laugh and the waitress gave a chuckle to in response.
"No worries, honey. You two don't have too much fun now," she replied teasingly before stepping away and telling them to holler if they needed anything else. The whole conversation of women actually made Nicolas check out the waitress. She was older than him and obviously a human from how she commented on his horns although that was still just a guess. She had tanned skin and strawberry blonde hair that was curled and put up in a high ponytail. Make-up...tight clothes, medium sized chest...
It was hard to see her as anything more then just what was on the surface. Guys from his experience didn't need much just a half naked chick plastered on their wall as a poster and they were drooling like a pack of hounds. He could see the appeal but there was a block and he supposed he could thank his parents for that. Puberty had come and gone for him and his life at the time had been too chaotic for him to develop normally.
"Your homeboy, huh?" Nicolas told her with a light laugh and began to drink his third cola. His stomach was proving to be a black hole with everything he was drinking and that he had ate. "Alright miss sassy pants, what about you? You seem to be an expert on the subject. Where's your boyfriend?"
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tired of the destruction, tired of no one ever doing a damn thing
So tell me the sin of the angel with dirtied wings and how she was tainted by the tastes of the wicked. And how is it then that she can still fly on those
fallen wings
@nicolas
NOTE: ---
Alida inwardly felt a breeze of relief sweep over her when the waitress remained friendly and talkative, and more importantly not insulted by their playful antics. Nicolas had lounged back against his seat, looking like a confident ass, and Alida promptly did the same — feeling quite accomplished with herself by this point. She grabbed her second taco of the evening and took a good sized bite, noticing then that Nicolas had already scarfed down his entire meal. She did notice Nicolas looking off in the direction of the waitress, but she actually didn’t put two and two together and instead didn’t think anything of it. She had already seen him look off into outer space quite a few times during their stay at Moxie’s.
“Your homeboy, huh?” Nicolas questioned, and Alida gave him a wide grin and a thumbs up before taking a second bite of her taco and really savoring it. “Alright miss sassy pants, what about you? You seem to be an expert on the subject. Where’s your boyfriend?”
Alida lifted her hand over her mouth to finish eating, although her cheeky and sly grin still peeked through as she looked across the table at Nicolas and sat her half-eaten taco back onto its plate. “Why I’m glad you asked,” She decided dramatically with a sweep of her arms and a soft clap of her hand. But then, her expression completely changed as she got him back for his earlier comment. “I lost him the night I fell over unconscious after dancing on a bartender’s counter after he had allowed me a single can of beer.”
Nicolas had a smile on his face as she began eating away and started to go on about her 'experience'. His tongue ran over the back of his teeth as he shook his head in sheer astonishment at her deadly serious face. "You are so full of sh*t," he laughed out and began relaxing further in his seat.
OOC: WENT FROM BIG TO ITTY BITTY POST!!! LOL
tired of the destruction, tired of no one ever doing a damn thing
So tell me the sin of the angel with dirtied wings and how she was tainted by the tastes of the wicked. And how is it then that she can still fly on those
fallen wings
@nicolas
NOTE: Five page too long. D:< Me end. Rawr!
“You are so full of sh*t,” Nicolas called her out and Alida grinned from ear to ear. She laughed and lounged back within her booth, picking up her taco once more but briefly waved it at him as she retaliated with a laugh, “No duh.” She took another bite of her taco but quickly became distracted by the sound of her phone ringing a notification of a phone call.
“Oooo,” She smirked once she had pulled her cell from her pocket and glimpsed the name on the screen. “Interesting,” She mumbled but actually chose to press the ignore call button and then navigated to her texting area to ask Felicia what she wanted.
A light scoff left him as she replied and then began eating. His brown eyes navigated away from her and towards the window as he watched a few more people pass by. The same time Alida's phone began going off his own actually vibrated in his pocket. Since she was distracted he took the time to view the message and once again it was Kenneth asking him for another picture. His father had backed off somewhat since he hadn't texted until now, but he imagined it was only a matter of time before he started complaining again.
"Oooo," Alida chimed as she began texting someone back and Nicolas' mouth curved into a wider smirk. "More interesting then me?" He laughed at her, but began texting his father too when he asked him when he'd be coming home.
OOC: NOO IT MUST GO ON UNTIL AT LEAST PAGE 50 Jk Jk
tired of the destruction, tired of no one ever doing a damn thing
So tell me the sin of the angel with dirtied wings and how she was tainted by the tastes of the wicked. And how is it then that she can still fly on those
fallen wings
@nicolas
NOTE: ---
“More interesting than me?” Nicolas interjected and Alida shot him a cocky smile, noticing that the dirty blond had also retrieved his cell to send some text messages as well. “Oh, no one is more interesting than you,” She complimented him in return, although with a laugh. Felicia texted her back about ignoring her call and then proceeded to remind her that they had made plans today for her to catch the bus and visit her this afternoon.
“Oh, sh*t, that conversation actually happened,” Alida blurted and quickly swallowed her bite, dabbing herself with her napkin before she placed her taco down and wiped her hands clean. Obviously, she had a habit of talking out loud while she texted. “You—!” She pointed toward Nicolas from across the table and then motioned with a ‘give me’ signal toward his phone. “Give me your number.”
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