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!
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hen Josuah drew his lips from his own, Brendon's heart was pounding within his chest. He felt shaken by the intimacy o-of a kiss, and a light shudder parted from him while his body involuntarily trembled.
Josuah didn't seem to be phased at all, a-and very boldly filled his mind with his voice; ‘If… I’m to have a leash… then you must give me everything’. Brendon felt so… weird. He didn’t understand what these feelings were, but they made it hard to concentrate or react.
Josuah didn’t wait for his answer though, and just started picking them both back up. It was then that Brendon finally chose to act out, using both of his arms to grouchily shove at Josuah and push him back, and then quickly scrambled to get off his lap and stand up.
“I’ll have everything and more, a-and your leash too!” He declared heatedly, storming away to hide behind the divider wall, glowering down over the top of it, at Josuah, in mutiny.
a dislike for crowds and strangers, but the chocolate raspberry mousse...
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We-well… I’m just… a… um…,” The red haired young adult clearly tripped over his words and Brendon could see that he was growing increasingly more uncomfortable with the demanding nature of the conversation. But, still, Brendon didn’t care and wanted to know the answer. “I… I just like simple stuff… Is that a problem?”
Brendon’s amber gaze narrowed on the stranger he had been assigned to chaperone through the banquet hall this evening, and he still felt rather suspicious of his answer. He didn’t know whether to believe that Dexter was genuinely frazzled and nervous about talking to him — or if he was lying. Why would anyone take a look at a table full of all sorts of different desserts and then sound so uncertain about the plain chocolate cake and then fumble over his words when questioned on it! Liars! That’s what!
Brendon took in a deep breath and brought one fisted hand to his mouth, clearing his throat. Somehow he felt almost superior to the much taller and older male in front of him, because he was doing a much better job at being in control. With a devious smile spreading across his youthful features, Brendon placed both of his hands behind his back and returned to his “chaperoning”.
“Well, what about the beverage table?” He asked with clear delight and pompousness as he brought Dexter over to a table filled with all different sorts of beverages for the night.
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osuah wouldn’t allow him to get up and instead grasped onto both of his cheeks with his hands. Brendon’s heart leapt within his chest as he was forcefully drawn down only for Josuah to firmly press his mouth against his. The shock and sensation, a-and reality of what Josuah had purposely done caused Brendon to cry out against his mouth. His heart took off and sudden strange feelings began to course through his body, mixing with a deep embarrassment.
Within it all Josuah’s energy, his essence, began to fill him, invading his body, pouring in from where their mouths were connected. Restlessness began to filter into Brendon, the sensations of Josuah's magic making him feel w-weird and jittery, and he began to squirm against his hold.
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hen Josuah transformed from the wolf and back into his human self, the size difference was massive. A soft gasp escaped Brendon as he felt himself quite literally falling down on top of Josuah’s new and smaller size. When he came down on top of him, suddenly everything felt much more awkward. Previously, he had been wrestling his back but now Josuah had turned around and somehow the two of them were face-to-face and he was laying on top of him…!
“Why did you do that!” Brendon complained, red in the face. He scrambled to sit up and get off of Josuah, his heart thumping a little quicker than before. H... He hadn't expected it!
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osuah halted his movement to look at him. “Then leash me,” He snapped aggressively. “Find a way to make it so you can never replace me!”
Brendon's cheeks had turned pink by this point, from annoyance! “I’ll make it so that whenever I say come here you’ll just be pulled over to me!” He retaliated and fumed, thinking back on how Josuah had been when they had first met as well as how he was being now. And then, to his surprise, and frustration, Josuah transformed back into his wolf familiar form, sat down on the ground, and faced away from him.
Brendon instantly stormed over and practically jumped on top of him, wrestling his larger beast form in clear frustration. Gripping one of Josuah’s ears within his hand, he bit down on the other with his mouth.
a dislike for crowds and strangers, but the chocolate raspberry mousse...
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rendon wondered if the other male was perhaps looking down on him. Although, growing up within the Matthews household under the close supervision of his mother had left him rather spoiled. It had also left him unequipped with social etiquette. In fact, it quite frankly annoyed him that the redhead simply gestured with a shrug to a plain chocolate cake on the dessert table — especially when it was amongst the variety of other amazing sugary goodness. For him to pick the chocolate cake, and to call it “plain” to boot, was more than enough for the young nephilim to be certain that he wasn’t taking him seriously.
Perhaps he got a little too fiesty and mad about rather dumb, simple, things. But, regardless, he couldn’t quite fight down the red tint of annoyance that had begun to grace his chubby cheeks.
“Why!” He demanded, although managed to keep himself polite-ish as he placed both of his fisted hands onto the trousers at his hips. He tried to calm himself down, and explain himself a little further. “You gotta tell me why you’d pick the plain chocolate cake out of all of these different deserts, and declare it your most favorite.”
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I… I don’t want anything else from you,” Josuah insisted and tried to actually avoid him, moving away to venture around the room. However, lucky for him, his bedroom wasn’t too big, so Josuah couldn't get away! But, that didn't stop him from retaliating; “I take care of myself.”
“I want a leash!” Brendon decided huffily, blurting the comment out in a command. “That way you can never get away — ever!”
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o Brendon's complete surprise and bafflement, Josuah removed himself from the seat and proceeded to storm off. “You… You can’t heal me any more,” His familiar decided moodily as he disappeared behind a wall divider that had been set up to give the vanity area privacy. Brendon immediately balked in retaliation, his face turning red.
“What!” He argued and then scrambled to pick himself up. Rushing around the partition, he gave chase after his wolf. “I can heal you all I want!”
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rendon had been so focused on healing Josuah and the strange sensations that came with the power, that he hadn't immediately noticed when he had begun to move. It was only the sensation of the boy turning around that caused Brendon to open his eyes, and to Brendon's complete shock, Josuah leaned forward and pressed his mouth against his own. Alarm jolted through his system — a-along with Josuah’s energy — and Brendon's heart took off within his chest. Their lips... w-were pressed together —!
The intense shock of it all caused him to stumbled back, only to misstep and fall onto the floor. He had never felt more flustered or embarrassed before in his entire life...! “Wh-Wha…!” He stumbled over even his words and brought one of his hands to cover his mouth, feeling completely and utterly frazzled.
a dislike for crowds and strangers, but the chocolate raspberry mousse...
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Not really, but I do like chocolate,” Dexter answered from behind and Brendon turned to face the redhead as soon as he came to the dessert table. His gaze first fell on the male but, if he were to be completely honest, the delicious smells from the different desserts had his gaze trailing off toward the table, taking up more of his attention than who he was chaperoning.
Sweets were a fairly easy topic conversation, because everyone liked them — at least everyone who was relatively younger. Old people didn’t seem to like sweets as much, like his mother who only ever partook in a small amount of dessert. Brendon, when he could get away with it, would often overeat until he literally felt sick to his stomach.
“Well, which one out of all of these would be your absolute favorite?” He questioned, a little impatiently, finally bringing his amber gaze back to Dexter, wanting to know once and for all which dessert the other yellow-eyed boy would pick.
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rendon Matthews had spent the entirety of his life on the premises of the Matthews estate, having interacted with outsiders only during social gatherings or the occasional, but rare, visit, and while he held an interest in what lied beyond the gates of the manor, that curiosity had never been directed toward people. He wanted to explore the world, not its people.
But, it wasn’t that he didn’t like meeting new others. He just didn’t like the gatherings. A myriad of different expectations were placed upon his shoulders, and these events were always riddled with etiquette protocol along with many other rules. And — even more annoying…! — was that his mother always became so nitpicky and moody with him!
“Yes, I do.” Brendon brought his attention back to the red haired youth when he answered. The young man was much larger in stature than him. He resembled the other adults in the room. But something else caught Brendon’s attention as he stared the other straight in the eye. His height wasn’t the only thing he noticed — but the color of his eyes. They were like his.
Surprise widened Brendon’s eyes briefly before they proceeded to narrow as an uncomfortable feeling settled into his gut. He had never met anyone else who harbored amber eyes like his own, not within the Matthews household, or the outsiders, and it made his stomach tighten, and grow hot, with what could only be described as jealousy.
“Is cake your favorite dessert?” He asked him further, but turned sharply on his heel as he ventured away to bring Dexter to the array of desserts that decorated the food table. This guy’s favorite dessert had better not be his chocolate rasberry mousse cake, too!
sheltered and naive. sometimes living with such a big family is hard.
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espite their commotion and laughter, there hadn’t been a peep from the black cat, and after a bit Brendon’s smile lessened as he glanced around. “Are you sure she’s still here?” He asked Skyler, and lowered down to look underneath the table.
“I’m thinking she is.” Skyler stood from the chair and ducked to avoid the hanging pinecones as he began to search as well, although half-heartedly. “But, she could have left or fell asleep, hiding somewhere.”
“I really do want a castle cat now,” Brendon pouted as he picked up a cardboard box he had brought a time prior, and peered into one of the corners. “It’s annoying that Fergus doesn’t allow it. He doesn’t allow anything.”
Skyler visibly grimaced at the turn of conversation, and Brendon’s gaze narrowed on him for a short minute. He knew that everyone was always so squeamish when it came to talking directly about the head of the household. They expected him to come booming down with a clap of thunder, like Zeus himself. He probably was in a previous life!
“Speaking of Grandfather Fergus,” Skyler brought up instead, running a hand through his wild and unruly red hair. “We better start heading back.” He checked his wristwatch. “It’s about fifteen minutes before lunch.”
The grand lunch happened every Sunday, after everyone returned from church. Skyler and Damarian would begin attending with the adults as soon as they formed a pack with a familiar.
“All right,” He agreed with a sigh, although he did glance around the room one last time. “Goodbye cat.” He clearly pouted with disappointment, but jumped back and scowled, when Skyler laughed and ruffled his hair in an annoyingly condescending but affectionate way. “I’ll bring some milk and meat next time,” He muttered through a narrowed gaze, and Skyler just grinned as he said in return; “Our little secret.”
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rendon's gaze fluttered closed and he took in a soft but shaky breath. He was filled with the determination to heal him, and tried to ignore the embarrassment that heated his body at their closeness and the reflection in the mirror. With his fingers spread against Josuah’s upper chest, he began to feel his essence moving into him, spreading across his body, in search of the areas that were in need of healing.
The sensation was warm. It… felt nice to enter his body, to feel that extension of himself, and the warmth of his energy as it spread throughout him. However, the more energy he moved through himself and into Josuah, the more intimate it began to feel. He felt like more of himself was inside of Josuah than within himself, more traveling within him than in his own body.
It… was such a strange and heart racing sensation…
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is familiar had done nothing but fight against him whenever healing was brought into the conversation, and so for him to so readily accept was both surprising... and suspicious. He could feel heat within him rising, but he suddenly grinned and filled with excitement. “O-Okay!” He instinctively brought his hands forward to move them down Josuah’s shoulders, stopping just along his collarbone. It was then that belated embarrassment caught up with him.
Memories of the time prior flooded him, and how Josuah had reached to pull him into an embrace. Brendon's heart took off but upon glancing into the large vanity mirror he realized that Josuah had closed his eyes. Determination and stubbornness filled the petite boy, hardening his expression, as he readied himself for what he wanted. He refused to back down.
“Y—You have to keep your eyes closed!” He demanded, his cheeks beginning to burn.
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hen Brendon couldn't pull his hand from Josuah’s, he grew even more pink in the face. Josuah pulled him across the bedroom, to where his mother had previously done his hair, and Brendon grew suspicious, his heart beating quicker, especially when his familiar sat down at the vanity set. W-Was he… a-allowing him to brush his hair!?
“Will you give me a blessing?” Josuah's gaze looked to him through the reflection of the mirror as he spoke. “And then brush my hair?”
For some reason, Brendon felt incredibly flustered and could feel himself blushing.
“Wh-Wha?” He stumbled. “But — I, I should heal you.” He decided stubbornly, always trying to be in charge of the situation.
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