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.
We happily accept all role-players as long as they obey the rules and are capable of meeting our word count of 50. This does include those who are unfamiliar with this style of role-playing. The staff of The Duality of Man are willing to happily help those who are new to the role-playing world so they feel comfortable on site. Feel free to message the staff if you need help, they can be found here or in the site Discord and will gladly answer questions alongside calm concerns. If you have any suggestions we would love to hear them; guests may use the support board as a suggestion area as well. Should you decide to join, may I say welcome to the site and we all hope you enjoy your time here.
Yours Truely,
The Staff
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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!
Wolma frowned as her eyes dropped. Holding her stomach with both hands, she sank to the bottom of a bookcase. She couldn't really read nor speak, so she had no idea how in the world she found herself inside the public library with nothing but a torn shirt and the flora that covered the rest of her barely decently. She hissed in German as the pain in her stomach increased before reaching up to grab a book. As people passed and ignored her she pretended to read the upside down book...
Jessie was looking into new sculpting designs, as well magical focuses. As time passed, she had slowly learned that channeling her magic through another object, designed for the purpose, she could actually utilize the magic she had, without burning herself up. Today she had Sebastian and Tiki, her two favorite False Golems.
Sebastian had the appearance of a dog crossed with a crab, with a large bowl in his back that allowed him to be used to carry items, such as books. His 8 legs scuttled, while his forelimbs, which had three very dexterous fingers and a thumb, allowed him to conduct simple tasks such as cleaning. His body was made from glazed terracotta, etched and painted with designs from Southern Italy.
Tiki was forged from Ironwood, a rare wood that acted like metal when heated. He was little more than a cauldron with legs, with a self contained fire pit that allowed potions to be brewed within his body, while he moved about. The side of the caldron had four faces cast into it, each with a different expression, Joy, Sorrow, Anger, Fear. He had been an art project, and not originally intended for Golem Use. But she had fallen in love with his design.
She turned a corner...and spotted a plant...girl? The growling belly revealed it was at least, mostly human.
"Hullo?" Recognition the small German words being muttered, she switched to German, which was not her best language, but she could speak it conversationally.
Jumping and nearly falling over from the sudden but welcome intrusion, Wolma re-gathered herself and looked up at the person who was now speaking to her. She waved meekly, the fiendish green around her seemed not to react with the person being there, which was all the reassurance Wolma needed. Even if she had to leave, she doubted she could right now.
Noticing the foreign language being spoken, her yellow eyes brightened with excitement. It wasn't everyday she met someone that could speak or understand German, it made her life so much easier, especially after recent events. Nodding intensely, she sat cross-crossed on the floor, setting the book aside. Absolutely she was hungry, but injured? Probably not. If she was, she didn't know or the injury came from her lack of proper eating. Pointing to herself with her hand made of green, she tried her best in speaking, her damaged vocal cords making that a difficult talk than it should've been. "Wolma" was all she could growl out, but it got the point across she hoped; that was her name, and she was hoping she made a new friendly contact today.
Wolma. A name, for sure. The sound of damaged vocal cords was obvious. Although she was an Art Student, she also studied medicine, after, as a witch, she needed at least a basic knowledge of medicinal practices. She paused and dug into her bag, pulling out some spare index cards and pen before noting the book was still upside down. She can't read? Damn it.
Jessie blinked then grinned. She began sketching and quickly had several index flash cards, with pictures, that words under them. A chicken tender, below which was a chicken, with the word 'Chicken' written under it. An apple, with the word under it. A fish, and head of lettuce with other greens, with the word 'salad' under it, as well as a card that showed Wolma, in a striking resemblance, with a bandage on her human arm, and another with no bandage.
"Use these if you want. It will help." she continued in German.
Wolma watched with curiosity as paper and presumably a pen was gathered. Frowning at first, she thought it would take a bit of time before she was able to relay to the kind samaratan that she wasn't the reading type. Blinking back with big eyes, she continued to watch until she was shown a myriad of cards with drawings and words on them. Quickly getting the idea, she nodded and smiled, taking the index cards in her normal hand, looking at the Wolma card a bit longer than she originally planned to.
"Danke!" she mumbled out in what she thought to be a well articulated word; thanks in German. Sorting through the cards after laying them out on the floor, she picked up two cards, the apple and wolma/bandage cards, and showed it to her, overly excited about the new way to communicate.
Jessie smiled. Ok, so she was right, plant girl with weird shrubs growing out of her body, didnt eat meat, presumably. But she wondered if maybe Wolma understood the bandage card was meant to relay a need for medical care...those were not plant coverings...the plants WERE the limbs. Amazing. Some Fae species were said to be able to grow plants that took the place of limbs, but a human? Not that Jessie knew of.
"Come, We can get food and i have a friend who can look at your arm and leg." It might have translated a little rough, but the intent was clear. Besides, Doc Avery would have a better idea of what was going on. Faekin were good with these kinds of things.
Tilting her head in confusing at first before growling in understanding, Wolma shakily got to her feet, the nature fiend on her not so happy with the sudden movements, but was still calm enough to remain dormant and docile. Her sixth sense told her it was probably a good idea to keep an eye on that. She took a step before falling face first back to the ground, realizing she indeed was injured somehow, most likely a broken bone of some sort on her human leg. Her plant-like leg of course was completely fine.
Opting to just crawl, she made her way closer to the her, ready to go with a nervous smile. It's been awhile since she had to actually use all four three un-broken limbs to move around...
Jessie blinked as the poor thing hit the floor. "Tik-" she was tackled by a rainbow colored blur of fluff and scales. Fae Dragons were wild, untamable creatures, the size of a large, with the strength of a horse. and one of them just rammed into her chest like a bullet train. Downside of being a giant beacon of magical energy. Upside, most of the creatures were friendly.
"Hello little one, could you give my friend a ride? If you do, i will let you bask all you like for the day." the Fae dragon trilled an agreement, already shining brighter as it was exposed to the vast energy of the earth radiating from Jessie.
"Can you climb up? This little one will carry you."
At the sight of her new friend being rammed by some creature, Wolma acted on instinct and the cross pattern on her head opened to reveal a third eye, same color as her normal two. To Wolma, her friend was being attacked and so she'd protect her if the nature would allow her to. She was just about to start charging up magic before she realized she was being offered a ride, and this wasn't some kind of sneak attack. Sighing in relief, Wolma nodded, crawling near the fae dragon and climbing onto it.
As she did, she began to feel the energy and power it emitted. Wolma started to shine herself similar to the fae, smiling. Naturfiend was a handy gift, and one she appreciated. Being able to mimic or copy something else was always something she did once attached to a friend or ally. Wolma then nodded, signaling she was ready to go, even though she now had the same strength of the thing she was riding and could just jump to her destination. She was having fun.
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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.
