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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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!
when we're in perfect harmony you make me sound like, like a symphony oh your wings could make me fly
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hummingbird heartbeat,
she hummed softly, watching the young mistress with a gentle smile on her lips. "a little bit? i have my doubts, miss." if they were to catch little sleep, she did not mind, the head of the von maria however -- let's just say she would get off with a warning.
follow her as if you were following your own god, follow her and protect her like a guardian angel. follow her and you will be held in high regards. even if she saw no hope for the religion, she still follows valentine. every step the young mistress would take, ishilde would be not too far behind -- protecting her from the harm of the world.
ishilde watch with a warm expression as the girl followed the game. walking quietly behind her she nodded. "alright, head straight to your room, i will make sure no one follows okay?"
turning a bit, she took valentine's hands into hers and kissed her hand with a smile. "get there quietly, don't make too much sounds or else everyone will hear. if you succeed, i will tell you stories of long ago when i was your age."
[attr="class","seeyouhead"]we can navigate the stars
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[attr="class","seeyoubody"]long ago, back into ancient times for when the greeks ruled the literary world. there was a man who was supposed to give the golden apple to one of three goddess on who is the fairest of the three - the first goddess was a queen, she was the one who ruled all of the gods and goddesses with her unfaithful husband, she offered the man domination over two continents; the second was the wisest of the three, the one who shows more tact in battle than any of them, for this she offered the man wisdom and how he alone can be the finest warrior of his state; and the last was the beautiful goddess, born out of sea foam, she offered him love, a love of a woman who's beauty rivals even the goddess. that man chose love and that was the sin he was given when war broke loose on his state. [break][break] that was his sin, imogen's -- no, ishilde's sin was far greater than causing a war. it was the act of her wrongdoings, her rage. it was the man from those ancient times who told her that beauty is far greater and love will conquer -- and in the graces of heaven, she was given three options. to which of the three did she choose? it did not matter, for she soon fell straight after. she regrets it, and at the same time, she hoped the person went to hell and never rises up ever again. for if they did, she would be the one to send him back for all of the sin he never believed was his fault. [break][break] how? why? she looked at her with sorrow in her eyes. the pit of her stomach making her nauseous and at the same time, she felt the anger from valentine. how long ago was it when she left? how far away was she from her? the world loves to play with people and their emotions, maybe this was a clear sign that the world was not yet ready for her to come out from her cowardly shadows. [break][break] her breathing became heavy when she noticed how close the other was, how her breath was close and her hand even closer to her neck. the intensity, the fire burning in the kiss made her want to melt. she felt her body craving more as the kiss became more ravenous -- more animal. her mind was filled with her, filled with the memories of valentine calling out her name and telling her how stupid it was to leave her side. [break][break] imogen didn't mind, she didn't mind this -- her body was already broken, her heart... she knew her heart was with someone she held so close. her hands reach to the back of her, clutching the cloth before pulling back, gasping for air. she felt her blood rushing to her face as she quickly pushed valentine away again. hot tears pouring down from her eyes. "don't.. we're not... don't look at me..." she gritted her teeth again, covering her face with her bandaged arm. [break][break] how much more can the world be so cruel? she can't have her, she can't. perhaps as an angel she would have been better, as a fallen, she felt as if her place was no longer there. please, grant me mercy already... [break][break] @valentine
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[attr="class","seeyouhead"]to bring us back home
[attr="class","seeyoucreds"]MADE BY MINNIE OF WONDERLAND
The thief kept on running, and running was the best option they had -- two people were after him at this point. Imogen grew upset as she ran after them, her keys! Her keys to the shop was in there! Mother did not raise a stupid girl. Imogen felt her body grow tired as she kept on running, it was not too long until she stopped -- catching her breath as she watched the person run. I can summon a monster right now to get him, right now...
"Damn it, hey!" she called over to the person with the one wing. "Please catch him, those contents in there... they're really valuable to me."
She was exhausted from the running, her lungs and throat on fire from the thought of running again. She could still see the thief running further away from her. "Damn it, if only I wasn't so out of shape, this wouldn't have happened."
Once more she called over to the person, walking slowly, trying not to collapse on her own two feet. "Don't let them get away either, I have a surprise for them that they will likely enjoy."
when we're in perfect harmony you make me sound like, like a symphony oh your wings could make me fly
[attr="class","fl-tag"]@valentine
hummingbird heartbeat,
the twirl was a bit too much for her, though, she was glad valentine was alright. a gentle smile came across her lips as she looked at the fifteen year old, just being with her brings her back the memories of when she was a small, innocent little angel. at any time, the young von maria would have the advantage over ishilde -- she was rather weak to saying 'no' to her sometimes.
"nightmares miss?" her head tilted, thinking of the times she used the excuse. standing up she nodded with a smile. "alright, but you must sleep, we can't stay up all night having our girl talk, okay?"
she held her hand out to the girl with a smile on her lips. "we must make haste or else your father will scold me, and we wouldn't want that would we? after all, if he finds you not in bed, i won't get to sleep with you."
ishilde would only hope this would work on the young von maria, sometimes it did sometimes it didn't. i can't go on on using this excuse for long, soon she'll notice how much i've used it.
she looked out the door, both ways before walking out. "okay, be very quiet alright? no loud noises," her index finger to her lips.
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[attr="class","seeyoubody"]it's cruel, she knows so well on how cruel this all was. was this the time to apologise? to tell her everything that has happened over the years? your pathetic weakness, it'll consume you. fly away like the coward you are. those words echoing in her mind. she stopped walking, turning to her with a sad smile. "i am cruel, a cruel angel who fell..." imogen knew herself too well, she knew no matter what happened long ago could not be mended so easily by words. she bit her bottom lip and moved in close to her. [break][break] a flash before her eyes, yes, this illusion she saw before her. it was the young valentine when she turned, when her emotions were stronger tenfold. i'm sorry for showing weakness and flying away... she wanted to say them, she wanted to tell valentine how much she missed her, how she was -- how she was the one who made her smile. a lump in her throat, she swallowed hard, trying to suppress her emotions. [break][break] she wanted to reach to her, instinctively her left arm raised trying to bring her into a hug. no. her mind pulled her hand down. "i'm sorry, please forgive for what i've done to you.. but i cannot help you, i can't..." can't or won't? either way, you won't move on from her, look at her, she's just as pained as you. imogen flinched, gritting her teeth as her headache came back. "damn it..." [break][break] her right hand reached to valentine's shoulder, holding her steady. "i'm a coward, and for you to come of all days... of all days when i've missed you so much," she choked on her own words, battling her emotions took too much from her. she wanted to cry, her body just wanted to slump down. sleep sounds so nice right now, please, take me out of this nightmare. [break][break] she moved in close, closing the distance, her eyes looking into valentine's. she missed those amber eyes, how excited they used to be when she was young. she missed how everything was once so perfect was now gone because of a stupid mistake. she leaned in, her heart racing louder against her chest. a light kiss, it was all to it. once her lips made contact with hers, she felt the pain, the sorrow... the agony. [break][break] like a coward, she pulled back, her face in shock of what she did. shit, no, i... [break][break] @valentine
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[attr="class","seeyouhead"]to bring us back home
[attr="class","seeyoucreds"]MADE BY MINNIE OF WONDERLAND
when we're in perfect harmony you make me sound like, like a symphony oh your wings could make me fly
[attr="class","fl-tag"]@valentine
hummingbird heartbeat,
"even the smallest things should be given a chance at life, no matter how gross they are," she chuckled, a smile on her lips as she looked at the young girl. there's a twinkle in her eye that ishilde loved about her. ah, youth, i wish i could have those innocent days back.
"kiss?" she stuttered a bit, a blush on her cheeks as she put her hand to her mouth, clearing her throat. "that's not neces-- miss!!" she wasn't paying attention for one second and the young von maria was falling from the desk.
as quickly as she could, ishilde wrapped her arms around valentine before she could fall. "miss, please don't do that again," her heart was beating loudly against her chest from the panic. "i thought i was going to die if i didn't catch you -- wait, are you hurt anywhere?"
she pushed the girl a bit away from her, inspecting her a bit, trying to make sure there were no injuries whatsoever. a sigh of relief comes out of her lips as she looked at the young girl. "it's time for bed miss valentine."
[attr="class","seeyouhead"]we can navigate the stars
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[attr="class","seeyoubody"]she could feel the air change, how everything was becoming slow. imogen stopped as she heard her demand all the customers to leave, or at least that is what it sounded like. she turned slowly, looking up at her, her eyes glowing an angry yellow. this was a place of business, one which she has built from the ground up -- valentine had no damn right to go and spew her nonsense. she clicked her tongue, eyes cold. "it's a shop, that's what it is," she replied, looking at her up and down slowly, inspecting her. [break][break] "i'm an angel," she lied, a smirk on her face. "do you think i just stay in one place forever?" [break][break] she wasn't expecting any form of reply other than the stinging of venom on her skin. she felt her body erode slowly, how it should melt. her heart slowed as she controlled her breathing. "valentine, i don't have time for this and..." her hands balled into a fist, she looked up at the girl, growling through her teeth. "just take the roses and leave already, you've caused too much of a scene here." at least, that's what she wanted to say, instead, "let me close the store, we can discuss this in the back..." [break][break] imogen brushed the angry vampire aside and turned the open sign to close, locked the door and shut a blind. shit, why is she here? she should be in romania, ruling with pride -- not here, not in this place. hesitant for a bit, she walked back over and placed the dozen roses down, hand moving up to touch her cheek, but pulled back. her arms crossed once more. "i guess i have a lot of explaining to do, right?" [break][break] her eyes became soft, just like the old ishilde would have done when valentine was in trouble for breaking yet another vase. she could never get upset at her, not even once. "you've grown, taller i have to say."
[break][break] @valentine
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[attr="class","seeyouhead"]to bring us back home
[attr="class","seeyoucreds"]MADE BY MINNIE OF WONDERLAND
when we're in perfect harmony you make me sound like, like a symphony oh your wings could make me fly
[attr="class","fl-tag"]@valentine
hummingbird heartbeat,
romania was it? a rather dark place -- and even when she was much younger, this place used to be beautiful with many flowers. the fields weren't as dark, but now, with the air stinking of blood every now and then because of human take over, she felt sick to her stomach.
however, picked up, and taken to a family who were known for their sacrilegious religion -- it wasn't too bad. the father was intent on making everything perfect for his daughter and she -- well, she had no reason to fret. whatever deity they worshipped, it was none of her business. on this earth filled with thousands of sinners, there was only one girl who was pure in ishilde's eyes. her name, valentine von maria. fifteen years old and growing taller every day, ishilde hoped she wouldn't get any taller.
the night came by, taking the light with it and soon, bedtime would have to be taken care of. of course, the young mistress has to be elsewhere in the entire place. ishilde felt her body growing tired and her eyes a bit heavy.
"looking for valentine, huh?" someone asked her, trying to cheer her up more than likely. "she hates sleeping alone now, you should go do something about that."
"she is perfectly capable to do things herself," a glare and a click of her tongue as she kept on walking through the hall. it was not until her ears caught the sound of a frantic young girl.
her heart quickened as she ran down the hall, faster than a bullet. the sound was from the von maria's study. throwing the door opened, she saw valentine. "miss!"
there, skittering on the ground was a mouse, frightened by the sound not only from valentine but also from her. oh, well... "don't worry, i'll take care of it ma'am."
she carefully took the small vermin and smiled, "there's nothing to be afraid of, it's just looking for food." carefully moving to a hole near a wall. she let the creature go before wiping her hands on her attire, a pair of dark pants and a white blouse -- perhaps too manly for a woman like her.
"you're safe now valentine," she smiled, holding her arms out for the girl.
[attr="class","seeyouhead"]we can navigate the stars
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[attr="class","seeyoubody"]what flowers? what time was it already? the ticking clock near the register was too loud now. she felt her body flinch when she called her by that name. the name she ditched long ago -- after the fall. the sound of a petal fall on the ground made her recall what she was here for - to serve a customer, but this situation was too odd, to bizarre. [break][break] when was the last time she saw valentine? when was the last time she saw the young girl smile happily at her? it wasn't time, this wasn't the time. other customers glance at their way and she turned, smiling at them. "there is nothing the matter, please go about your business everyone, i apologise." [break][break] she turned back to the girl, a look of worry and a sigh escapes her lips. "that name is so old, i'm surprised you still remember someone who has betrayed you such a long time ago," her arms crossed across her chest as she looked at the girl with a sad expression in her eyes. [break][break] too long, too far, that beauty that was once the happiest in her memory turn sour. her bandaged hand was shaking from the thought of seeing her, it was too soon. too soon to have her heart broken again. don't give me a look, be angry, i'm the one at fault for this. [break][break] if she could have turn back time, to not make the fatal decision to run away like a coward she would have. her chest tightened a bit from the pain. her hands reached out, not to her, to the roses and chose the best ones. she carefully bundled them, handling them with care. "i can ring you up, but to make a scene like this in a store is none of your business to do," her eyes flared in disappointment. [break][break] sorry valentine, i don't feel like seeing you now, this day has already been ruined. turning around, she walked towards the back, the dozen of roses in her arms. her heart like a hammer against an anvil -- too loud, too dangerous.
[break][break] @valentine
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[attr="class","seeyouhead"]to bring us back home
[attr="class","seeyoucreds"]MADE BY MINNIE OF WONDERLAND
you remember -- you remember so well how you sacrificed everything for that wraith. how you defended her until the day you fell from the heavens. how you ended up, killing the person she was targeting out the hate that boils inside of you. you remember her, how she made your heart soar, how she would smile at you. but you also remember how much she killed you and took your heart.
[attr="class","seeyouhead"]we can navigate the stars
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[attr="class","seeyoubody"]who knew, who knew the world loved to play mindless games with everyone. to set afire one's own ambitions and desires. the mere thought of it made her body shudder. to what goal does the one have above? what is it? and what do the fates say about this matter? she felt her mind stir with different thoughts and ponder what they mean. minutes to hours, customers file in to buy flowers for their significant other or even for parties. and here she was, still looking out the window of her shop, wondering when it would be time for her to move on. [break][break] a sigh left her lips as she pushed herself away from the register and go to water the plants. christmas songs from the outside leaked in from time to time, causing her to hum softly to the tune of the songs. while christmas music was not her forte, only one song made it way to her heart and that was mariah carey's 'all i want for christmas' -- a cliche song to like, but, it had a nice tune. [break][break] during this time of year, all she could think about is her, the one back in the heavens -- the one who is possibly cursing her name. it's not my fault i fell, i swear to you. i did it to protect you... and... her thoughts disturbed by the sound of the bell ringing. looking up without another thought. "i'll be right with you, miss," she replied. she moved quickly, gracefully, carefully. she placed the canister back where it belong, on the ground near the register. [break][break] "hmm, it's late, i wonder what kind of customer this is --" she stopped, her heart thump loudly against her chest. eyes widen, her mind screaming. air sucked out of her lungs so quickly. all she could is just stare, her left arm shaking in terror. how? she shouldn't be here of all places. but why? [break][break] she dodged a bit to the side, trying to catch her breath. she needed to go, she needed to run again. no, she's a customer, you should help her out. imogen took in a deep breath, moving back -- a smile on her lips as she put on her best composure. "a dozen roses will cost just twelve dollars."[break][break]
please don't look my way...
[break][break] @valentine
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[attr="class","seeyouhead"]to bring us back home
[attr="class","seeyoucreds"]MADE BY MINNIE OF WONDERLAND
It was a pleasant sight to see a young girl blush -- in fact, it made her remember her. The one who was too shy to speak an even then, she was there when she fell. No time to dwell on the past, what's done is done...
A pixie flew in between the two, catching Imogen a bit off guard. A small smile came to her lips before disappearing. It's truly nice to see small creatures just doing whatever they want without much care.
"Oh my, I did not mean to cause a misunderstanding young one, she's more than free to stay here for as long as she likes, I could use the company since I sent my staff home."
She raised her hand to the back of her neck, sighing softly. "Would you like some tea? I'll bring in a chair for you to sit on, so it won't be awkward to stand."
Imogen dismissed herself to get the chairs and prepare the tea, there was a special place she liked in the store and since one comes into the shop at this time (thirty minutes before close), she thought, perhaps this would be the time for her to finish all of her work tomorrow. Christmas was soon to come.
Turning a bit on her heel she motioned Jessie to follow. "I'll take you to a spot I like to relax."
It's not odd to find someone paying off medical costs for an accident. Even beginners have the worse of luck on their side. "I see, well, try not to blow up my store then, hm?"
It was a small tease, not big enough to cause any trouble she presumed. She watched the girl fish out a carving of a cat, an before she could take the moment to think twice about it, it came to life.
Imogen remained silent before going back to her thoughts. Hm, she hasn't answered my question, but, I guess her goal is to find some plants to help her with her studies. "I hope the pay is enough considering it's part time."
Let's try this again. "As much as I like to chat, Jessibelle, but, again, is there something I can help you with? Are you here for your studies or something else?"
The cold air, the stirring of what once was fall now and gone. The snow falls gently on the ground and people crowd around areas where they can chatter endlessly. This... this nostalgic feeling in the air.
I miss you, three words that crossed her mind every few moments of loneliness. She leaned on a bench, looking out into the night. Where are you now? You probably forgot about me already. If only I could see you again, you know?
That angel, she didn't fall and for all Imogen could remember, she probably hated her by now. A cold gust of wind blew gently, her hair swaying. Glancing at her watch, she sighed a bit. "Barely even ten, at least the store's closed for today."
Pushing herself up, she walked in whatever direction she could. It wasn't too long until she felt something tug her bag. She was lost in a moment before shouting angrily out, "HEY! STOP RIGHT THERE!"
A witch I see, odd to find them here -- or rather, odd to see that they don't have a familiar of their own. Her eyes follow the young girl cautiously, perhaps this day wouldn't be such a bad start after all. Her headache was just a phantom pain she felt and most of the time -- most of the time the pain would be gone before she could think about anything else, like eating cheesecake or something.
"Your friends are more than welcome to rest near the cacti, it's quite warm there," she points with her non-bandaged arm towards the corner of the store, a bit further beyond the register where the cacti are. "The weather has gotten cold, but they should be able to stay the same temperature."
She tilted her head a bit, arms then crossed as she looked at the extended hand. "That's a wonderful name, welcome to Forget Me Not, I'm Imogen," she extended her non-bandaged arm -- the contact of their hands touching sent a shiver down her spine. I see, no wonder she has them around.
A firm shake before taking her hand back, crossing them once more across her chest. "If I may ask, what is a witch doing here? Let alone one that has yet to master simple spells."
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