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!
Days had passed since Zeke was reunited with his children at the Lorsette airport for some unfavourable circumstances involving the sudden death of Sophia Lockwood, the biological mother of the children. When they were brought together once again, the fatherly dragon gave his children tight hugs and comforting words; it was his occupation as a parent. The dragon wished the reason behind his children being returned to him consisted of happier matters, however, misery appeared ready to cause mischief over the past months.
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Fortunately, Zeke's parents were prepared to surrender more of their spare rooms in favour of offering refuge for the children alongside their adult father. His parents were always on the wealthier side because of his father's long-time occupation as a TRS Elite Hunter. The warm, early May afternoon was pleasant, Zeke's parents taking Emily and Lucas out for a tour of the area. Locations had changed since the 27 years Zeke last lived in Lorsette. Even with those changes, the bustling and dangerous Newfoundland city was the dragon's home. Fortunately, with his arrival home came a familiar face who Zeke was excited for his children to eventually meet.
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Thus, once his parents left, the dragon took the opportunity to invite his Kiernan over. The former General was hoping the kitsune would stay long enough to be introduced to the shining lights of joy in Zeke's life, his precious children. Taking things slowly with Kiernan was important to the dragon. For years, they were separated only to become reunited over the months spent recovering from the traumatic incident in British Columbia. Over those days, something sparked, those romantic feelings held for centuries reawakening fully immediately after he began interacting with Kiernan.
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The former general fell hard for Kiernan, it was the reason he wished for Emily and Lucas to eventually meet him, but patience was important. Half an hour after his parents left with his kids, the dragon fetched his phone while he returned to his bedroom. The phone was turned on and quickly unlocked, Zeke, tapping the text messenger app on his phone. The dragon's grip was adjusted as he began tapping the keys to text Kiernan.
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Hey, want to come over for a bit? My parents took the kids out for a little bit. I'm going to do some chores, but I would like the company. If you're fine with that. 🙂
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A smile traced Zeke's face as he placed the phone on his bedside table before changing from his "pyjamas" and into some fresh clothing. Hesitantly, the dragon's fingers grabbed the fringes of his shirt, a deep breath being sucked into his lungs before being blown out slowly. Just breathe, stay calm, everything is okay. Beneath the loose-fitting, white t-shirt was a horrendous mess of scars. The former general closed his eyes tightly before pulling off the shirt and grabbing the white button-up short-sleeve.
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Eyes remained closed as the dragon's fingers fumbled the buttons, nervous about viewing those scars. His breathing picked up until progress was gradually made, Zeke finally calming when he buttoned the third down from his neck. A slow, shaky breath escaped the dragon's lips as his brown eyes opened, staring down at the shirt. Breath... you're okay, there is nobody here to hurt you. Once finished, Zeke checked for a reply, smiled and left the room to begin doing chores on his parent's behalf. Currently, the dragon was a jobless man, therefore, he frequently accomplished household duties for his parents.
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Quickly, Zeke accomplished the few chores he placed on his list. Washing dishes, vacuuming and starting some fresh loads laundry before grabbing some swiffer dusters to clean the living room. The soft cloth was unfolded, the side designed for the duster secured onto the device. With everything ready, he reached up and dusted the fan before hearing an expected knock on the front door. Gleefully, the dragon hurried to answer, where he discovered his long-haired friend who he adored greatly.
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"Hey, Kier. How are you?" Zeke began before allowing Kiernan inside. "I'm dusting the living room, care to join me?"
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When an agreement was provided, Zeke closed the door behind the kitsune with a broad smile. The dragon led the dark-haired beauty into the living room with an elated skip to his step. The dragon was prepared to begin a conversation when the familiar sounds of a vehicle's quiet rumble brought his attention to the window. Quietly, Zeke watched as his family exited the car, confirming that they returned home earlier than expected.
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"Oh... they're home early," Zeke murmured quietly before smiling at Kiernan. "Hey... maybe you would like to meet my kids?"
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Another agreement was provided, thus, the dragon promptly put the duster down before exiting the living room to greet everybody in the foyer. Exhilaration roamed through his veins, the time finally arriving for Kiernan to meet his bundles of absolute joy, Emily and Lucas.
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[ Let me know if anything needs to be changed since there is some acute power-playing so we get to the scene we need. I am sorry if this is messy, I wanted to make it practical without it becoming downright convoluted. x.x This takes place a few days after Zeke met them at the airport. If you're confused, just message the Durmont Family group so anybody possibly having similar misunderstandings or change requirements can get their answer as well. ]
Thoroughly, Zeke scrubbed away at his blood-covered hands. Through every action, Zeke maintained level breathing to soothe himself from the previous situation. A breath was sucked into his lungs, the dragon closing his eyes for a moment as he exhaled the precious air. A few moments later, Zeke's eyes fluttered open, locking on his cleaned hands. Carefully, he scrubbed over them, taking additional caution to assure every speck of red was cleaned away. From the flesh to beneath the nails, Zeke allowed the soap and warm water to carry away the mess of his hands.
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Every leaking away hint of red brought another sense of calmness atop Zeke's shoulders. He eased, carefully working on assuring the cleanliness of his hands. Once satisfied, a gentle smile traced the dragon's lips as he allowed the taps to turn off. In a single motion, Zeke flicked his hands down, sending water down into the sink's basin. After a few flicks, the father of two turned away from the sink, placing them under the air dryer. The loud hum of the air dryer filled the bathroom while Zeke rubbed his hands beneath the air being forced out of the vent.
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From the corner of his eye, he noticed Kiernan popping into the bathroom. He glanced over at his beautiful boyfriend, hastily finishing up the hand drying. As the hum died down, Zeke turned towards Kiernan.
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"Hey, you okay? Need to wash your hands too?" The dragon inquired softly.
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A soft grin touched the dragon's lips as he gazed at his beautiful boyfriend. He was under the genuine belief that Kiernan was coming to wash his hand, rather than check up on him.
Ease fell over Zeke's body similar to rain upon Kiernan's healing accompanied by the opportunity to hug his beloved boyfriend. The worries settled, being gently hushed by the caring embrace of the man he adored. Inside his mind, the anxieties twisted and mangled, however, the dragon's breathing was under control. A soft, soothed hum rumbled through his lips after easing from the tormenting emotions amidst his mind. The soft snuggles soothed him further, the demons of his mind being fended for another day and be spared from the turmoil.
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As they separated, Zeke felt the fortunes of easement alleviating the tension inside his chest. A soft, half-hearted smile traced the dragon's lips as he gazed over Kiernan. Once soothed from the previous situation as Zeke was assured everything was alright and Kiernan was safe. Quietly, he turned, walking beside the long-haired kitsune as they retreated from the scene of the hex; Zeke wanted to be away from it... The restaurant was gradually coming into view, each step bringing them closer to their destination.
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The glass door was opened upon their approached, Zeke passing through the threshold. Upon his entranced, the man paused, noticing the washroom in the lobby area. A soft 'umm' squeezed through his closed lips as he glanced at Kiernan.
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"I'll be right back," the dragon said softly.
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Afterwards, the dragon headed straight to the male washroom. Once inside, he approached the sink, the white porcelain bowl placed in front of a mirror. Carefully, Zeke hovered his hand in front of the censor, his breath bating at the sight of the dried blood. Water flowed over his flesh, uprooting some of the blood and thinning it out. Moments later he hovered his hand beneath the soap and began scrubbing off the blood. Bubbles turned red as the water rinsed away the blood, bringing a sense of calm to Zeke.
Every second he held Kiernan close was another precious moment of comfort. Forceful breaths, slowed and held before released in a gradual exhale. Relaxation filled him, the tenseness of Zeke's body ceasing in the comfort of Kiernan's warmth embrace. For the moment, the PTSD-ridden ice dragon desired alleviation from the torturous thoughts that haunted him. Freedom was a craving, inspiring his requirements of desensitization from his own twisted memories. The cruelness of his background crept on him without hesitation in these moments.
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Gradually, Zeke soothed beneath the warmth and love the long-haired kitsune provided him. The moment he returned home, Kiernan supported him, cared about him and assisted with healing him. The mumbled apology was appreciative, however, Zeke hardly cared about the 'sorrys' anymore. Attention from a man filled with sweetness and benevolence was the greatest comforts for the father of two. The boyfriend he fortunately received provided him the calmness and support he required to recover from the torturous situations pressured onto him.
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"Thanks, Kier," he murmured.
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The dragon quietly snuggled his boyfriend a little more before carefully pulling away. A soft grin touched his lips as his eyes warmed. Deeply, he breathed in and released it. A subtle concern pressured him, but with revitalized strength, Zeke's mind stood again. Now all he wanted was a washroom where he could wash his hands before they ate.
A stickiness had developed over Zeke's hands. Smears of blood were drying after being spread out, creating the sickening sensation of his skin being tugged by the liquid of life. The smile remained, alas, his thoughts were stuck elsewhere from the sensation crawling over his skin. A soft tremble grasped the dragon's shoulders as memories of his frightful trauma. The warmth of blood rolling over his pale flesh, the sound of involuntary screaming as he squirmed and attempted feeble escape.. Everything got to him, his breath quickening and becoming shaky with each inhale and exhale.
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Arms wrapped around him, warm, comforting and welcomed as the side effects of his mental condition settled in. The kitsune's embraced him, holding him close. The dragon's eyes squeezed shut, the blood on his hands forgotten as he wrapped his arms around his hips. Forcefully, Zeke inhaled a deep breath, filling his lungs with precious oxygen before slowly exhaling. Shakiness touched his breath, however, it was an improvement from before. The hug tightened, the father of two snuggling his precious boyfriend for comfort.
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He appreciated Kiernan for everything the man closest for him accomplished. The anchor of his thoughts, the saviour of his mental state and love of his life.
Anxiously, Zeke observed his boyfriend from a distance, placing his faith entirely in Kiernan. Nonetheless, his hands came together, wringing one another as he sucked in a bottom lip and gently chewed it. Due to his boyfriend's ingredients for hexes, the dragon struggled to not hold any nervousness in the depths of his heart. He hated watching Kiernan harming himself to create a hex, although, he understood people were desperate at times... The traumas he endured when captured by the Assembly of Phantoms made him more sensitive to things than before...
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Witnessing blood on anybody left an uncomfortable pit inside his stomach. The traces of Kiernan's blood on his hands was accidentally smeared, leaving a stickier mess. The realization resulted in Zeke's eyes straying and locking onto his blood filthy hands. A grimace contorted his countenance after noticing the red substance on his hands. A fresh frown dropped onto his face as he slowly glanced back at Kiernan's work. The hex glowed as the dark-haired man activated it, Zeke quietly observing the action.
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Fortunately, when the kitsune returned to him, his hand was shown. The skin had knitted together, completely healed and no longer bleeding. The dragon smiled, forcing himself to avoid every instinct to hug him. The last thing Zeke wanted was to make his boyfriend dirty with blood...
Concerns consumed Zeke the longer his dearest Kiernan remained without medical attention. The pulsating phantom pain echoing in his hand only inspired further worry. The blood gracing Zeke’s hands was limited, albeit, noticeable. A sheer glance at the res evident across his pale flesh and metallic prosthetic left the dragon’s stomach churning. Knowing the blood’s owner was Kiernan added a slight paling to the dragon’s face. Always he worried about the man he crushed on for centuries, therefore, a minor incident became a travesty.
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The former general found his eyes locking on his boyfriend, hazel hues clouded thick with concern. Tears were still evident in Zeke’s eyes, the father of two attempting to refrain from growing any more visibly upset. Nonetheless, the dragon continued to caress his lover’s face, hoping it would assist him in understanding what he accomplished was wrong. The gentle way Kiernan melted to the sensation. He added to it, allowing his thumb to softly rub his boyfriend’s cheek. The gently spoken apology was met with silence as Zeke struggled to add words; the last thing he wanted was to break down in public.
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An inquiry about trust escaped Kiernan lips, something crucial to a relationship.
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Without hesitation, Zeke spoke, “Of course I do… I love you.”
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There was a fragility to the dragon’s voice as he spoke, but every word rang with truth. The kitsune meant plenty to Zeke and he trusted the man wholeheartedly. With those words, the former general watched Kiernan pull away, making another hex. Anxiously he waited, granting the man his trust because of his love.
Concerns consumed the dragon as he stared at Kiernan's wounded hand. Successfully, his hands managed to delicately hold the injured limb, palm up. Blood pooled from the cut, the life liquid oozing from the self-inflicted injury the kitsune accomplished. Tears clouded Zeke's vision the longer his hazel eyes locked onto the palm of Kiernan's precious, delicate hand. This was the hand the dragon would hold tightly in his sometimes and the hand that assisted in returning the hugs he bestowed upon his precious Kiernan.
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Carefully, the former general caressed Kiernan's hand, breaths deep throughout his staring. Stay calm. Keep breathing. Inhale. Exhale. The worries tore into Zeke the longer he stared at his boyfriend's wounded hand, wishing he never requested for teleportation. Walking was a perfect option if his precious kitsune risked being hurt because of the decision to teleport! It appeared his boyfriend struggled to discover the words to excuse the actions he committed, the simple mention of healing failing to ward away Zeke's frown.
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Before the dragon could vocalize his concerns, light consumed them, the scene shifting. With their arrival into a new area, Zeke glanced around, providing Kiernan with the opportunity to withdraw his hand. As the warmth of his boyfriend's delicate flesh escaped, the former general's eyes locked on him. The frown deepened as his hand reached out, caressing his boyfriend's face in hopes for eye contact with those gorgeous silver hues.
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"Kier, don't do that, okay?" He whispered to his beloved. "I don't like when you get hurt... sigh... we should find you a healer before supper."
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An open gash carved Kiernan's palm, and Zeke refused to leave it until they finished eating. The father's instincts overtook the dragon as he prepared to insist on medical attention. Wounds could gain infections, a lesson quickly learned because of his involvement as a TRS general and... the harsh circumstances of his traumatic experience. He remembered the horrible swallowing of antibiotics and wished the process upon nobody, especially those he loved.
As Kiernan mentioned creating the hex circle, Zeke nodded at him, expecting his boyfriend to bring out chalk. Then a painful sensation entered the dragon's hand. Stunned, the PTSD-ridden man felt overwhelmed by the actions his beloved kitsune was taking for the teleportation. The short-haired man took a few steps back, hands reaching to cover his mouth in horror. A gasp escaped his lips as he watched the events. Afterwards, his boyfriend became human again, standing in front of him, seemingly not bothered by his actions.
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A tremored breath escaped Zeke's lips as the claws of anxiety sank into him. Tears were surfacing in his eyes as Kiernan offered his hand. Alas, the former general found himself distraught about the events that unfolded in front of him. A soft whimper escaped Zeke's mouth as he stepped forward, his hands reaching for Kiernan's wounded one. The former general's hands were shaky as he reached for the long-haired man's hand. If he knew the consequences of teleporting, Zeke would have suggested walking rather than the swifter method.
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"Why d-did you do that?" He murmured, voice fragile.
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The softness of his voice was interrupted by the worrisome whimper leaving his lips. A sniffle left the dragon, his breathing heavy after witnessing Kiernan injure himself for their teleportation.
A grin of jubilee stretched across Zeke's face after successfully suggesting a suitable place for them to dine. Sushi was a marvelled treat and sharing it with Kiernan sounded like a recipe for bliss! Already, romantic plans swirled through the dragon's mind to flatter his darling boyfriend. Imagining his plan summoned a broad smile across his face, making his dimples obvious. The thought of picking up a piece of sushi with chopsticks and bringing it close to the kitsune's lips and feeding him a piece excited him.
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Although, Zeke was uncertain if he could successfully pick up a piece and ferry it to Kiernan's lips... Would he still attempt once they arrived and began their food? Of course! Failure only meant for some humourous banter, therefore, the ice dragon found himself invigorated by the thought. The fantasized notion of pleasing Kiernan with some sugary sweet PDA motivated Zeke to assure they would arrive at the restaurant quickly. The thoughts were too magnificent to wait until they walked the sidewalks to the restaurant.
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When Kiernan offered teleportation again, Zeke smiled and nodded quickly at him. Alas, his lack of thought towards Kiernan's methods with hexes kept him oblivious to the shortcoming occurrences.
Gradually, Zeke scrolled through the eating locations provided by his phone. There needed to be somewhere suitable to take his precious Kiernan for food! With hunger haunting his boyfriend, the dragon was determined to find a destination for them to eat. As he scrolled further, he listened to the words of the beautiful kitsune beside him. Past fast-food restaurants the short-haired man scrolled. While he wanted somewhere where they could get delicious food, he wanted to take Kiernan somewhere that could be considered somewhat fancy.
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Their closeness was maintained as Zeke searched through the list of restaurants. Another suggestion was provided by his precious boyfriend in regards to wandering around until they discovered a craving. A soft 'hmm' of thought squeezed through the dragon's lips as he listened to the suggestion. He preferred quickly finding a location Kiernan would enjoy eating at so the kitsune's belly could finally be filled. They already skipped lunch, thus, Zeke decided figuring out dinner plans immediately was crucial! Much to the dismay of his family, Zeke was used to missing the occasional meal.
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There were instances where his emotions overwhelmed him, suffocating him and demolishing his appetite for the evening. When those moments occurred, his thoughts hardly centred around getting a proper meal... Finally, the dragon's eyes landed on a restaurant suggestion that prompted a grin.
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"How about we go for sushi? The place looks pretty nice and I don't know about you, but I haven't had that in forever," Zeke suggested cheerfully to his boyfriend before chuckling. "Plus trying to eat with chopsticks is always fun."
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He shifted his phone towards Kiernan to grant him a view of the photo gallery. The restaurant appeared elegant in its design with sleek features mingled in with some more traditional decorations. There were claims the location held a few older pieces with genuine origins from the well-known country. While Zeke could not receive confirmation, the restaurant seemed an interesting place to attend.
Fingers blissfully intertwined with Kiernan's, Zeke led them through the threshold and into the hallway. The dragon gazed around the hallways, grinning as they began moving through the household. Thoughts swirled about their magnificent evening to come spent in a restaurant together. They had both checked their pockets to assure they possessed all required items for their evening out. Together, they continued down the halls of Zeke's childhood home, heading back towards the exit to head outside. They would eventually pick a location and settle down for some food.
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Food would arrive later than expected, however, Zeke recognized that his precious boyfriend required food. The entire reason he picked supper before packing was to assure his dearest Kiernan would not go hungry. The suggestion the kitsune provided was heard and met with some pondering. A wander around could potentially leave his boyfriend hungry longer, however, it could be a magnificent walking experience. After a few moments, a thought popped into Zeke's head. Before they crossed the threshold to head outside, the dragon fetched the phone from his pocket.
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Within a few swift taps of the keyboard, the search bar read 'good restaurants in Lorsette Newfoundland'. A variety of links popped onto the phone's small screen which he showed Kiernan. He listened to Kiernan's travel suggestions and thought about the situation... his boyfriend was hungry...
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"How about we look on my phone? Then we can have a location and teleport to fill your belly," Zeke suggested. "Now, one of us just needs to have a craving."
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Once his idea was pitched, Zeke pulled Kiernan closer and switched to the maps tab. Slowly, he scrolled through the restaurants and checked the comments of any interesting ones to assist with picking an excellent location to eat. Alas, his thoughts failed to ponder what teleporting may entail...
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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.
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