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.
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The Staff
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Summer 2022
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.
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If he knew where they were, was he also close by? Severus’s touch calmed his nerves somewhat, but a shiver still crawled up his spine. It took all he could to not turn and cling to Severus, but for now he stayed his place despite the difficulty. After all he had tried to do to become a ghost, had it failed? His hand trembles underneath Severus’s as he speaks, and he swallows back his reservations. Thalassa nods slowly in response, usually well-kept hair falling back into his face.
If he found out exactly where they lived .... Thalassa could barely restrain the automatic wince. ”I... I said I would tell you everything, so..” He didn’t mean for his voice to waver, for himself to crumple under the realization. Something in him just barely survived the onslaught, all the things that had happened. He should have expected the way Severus reacted, but some part of him hadn’t. Lifting his face he tightens his jaw before responding, hating that he even has to say the name. ”Alcina. He’s the reason I ... left.”
Alcina is the person who had destroyed his life, pulled the strings behind all of it. If Alcina had found him again, then he would do whatever he could to stay away. Thalassa felt burned just by receiving any contact from the green-haired schemer, because for however little it had been he had let himself forget. ”I’ll be okay as long as you will be...” His hand curled somewhat, tensing as Severus shifted. ”It’s more complicated than that. I’m ... scared. What if he hurts you this time...? What more does he want to take from me...”
Thalassa’s voice trailed off then, not wanting to lose the only important person he had left. Severus was the most important person in his life, and there was no way he was losing that again. He should have never left him in the first place, and even being allowed back into his life was more than he could have wished for. More than he deserved, but more than he had hoped for. ”I...have I told you ... my family disowned me...? For saving them...?”
Restraining the urge to full force pout, Thalassa pretended that he wasn’t in the slightest bit jealous. It was easier to continue the motions of going through the day - familiar actions would often lead to acting on familiarity and instinct - he’s gone through this routine more times than he could count. Breaking from the routine while he was feeling like this wouldn’t necessarily be a good thing - for now letting himself slip into the fog of tireless loop was enough of a distraction to keep him from doing anything drastic or - letting more of his true feelings show.
As intended, the monotony works for quite some time, but only for so long before it wasn’t working anymore. Reaching a hand down to pet the rough fur of Bruno, Thalassa looked down at the large canine and sighed. The dog’s ears swiveled and he looked up at the nephilim, his head perched on his paws. Bruno seemed tired from being brought around places today, but that means he was not going to get into any trouble either. Thalassa ruffles the dog’s fur fondly, before getting to his feet again.
The dog’s eyes followed him as he paced slightly before there was telltale signs that someone was coming home. Thalassa had felt a shiver in his skin signaling anticipation, and this time he wasn’t going to bite it back. There was really only one person it could be - and Thalassa had already been anticipating his return home enough. Lately he’s felt a boiling point to his blood that hadn’t quite been there before, and he’s had quite the issue in maintaining the stoic face that he tended to field towards all situations outside home.
Thalassa was already waiting when the door opened. Reaching forward as soon as his eyes caught Sev’s figure, Thalassa pulled him close. The nephilim had missed him quite a lot, and now he wanted him close. ”I missed you...” Thalassa’s voice was lower than usual as he holds onto Severus, his usual control slipping just a little bit. Accidentally cutting him off before he could finish saying what he had been starting to say - ”Hey.” Leaning his face closer, Thalassa indulges himself in a kiss. When it comes to Severus, well. Lately Thalassa hasn’t been able to get enough. He always found himself wanting more.
It was something that he had tried to keep tamped down and tamed within himself, knowing that he was being unnecessarily jealous and selfish. It’s been getting harder and harder to conceal lately, and the nephilim has been slipping up more and more. It shows through the cracks in his composure and his feelings twist at the mere thought his hidden nature could drive Severus away. If it did .... he doesn’t want to think about it.
Fully coherent thoughts struggled to surface in the black abyssal void that were his thoughts. A ceaseless ink black river that drowned anything beneath it’s current, never to surface again once it had been swallowed. Static silence was a loud roar in his ears that blotted out everything outside of his own thoughts, or at least, it seemed that way for awhile. A shockwave jolted him free of the vast nothing - leaving him gasping for air as the shadowed depths released him. Releasing a shaky but violent exhale, Thalassa stirred. He was starting to break free of it.
”Aah...” Thalassa raises his head, his skin cool from where he had been faceplanted on the table. When ... had that happened? ”Welcome home...” His voice is more subdued than usual, more distracted and lower in tone. Glancing over at the macarons to make sure they hadn’t been something he had just imagined up, he relaxed a little before he remembered who had tried to contact him. ”I ..... yeah. I think I do.”
How would he even begin to explain what was going on? Well, he had intended to bring it up eventually anyways ... so .... wasn’t now as good a time as any? Swallowing hard, his eyes remain stubbornly fixed on the table where his face had been resting just seconds prior. ”I have ... something to tell you.” Thalassa pauses then, his posture ever so slightly curling into itself as if he were trying to hide. But from what? From someone he couldn’t even ascertain was really there?
He didn’t know how his number had been found but, if he had that then .. there was a chance his location was also know. The utter dread he can feel freezing through his insides like ice at the mere thought, well, it’s not... it leaves him regretting. ”I think ... I think he found us...” Thalassa’s words are untempered, unfocused, vague. Not like himself at all. It’s all he can do not to be drawn back away into the shadows and ghosts of his mind, but he’s resisting. His head turns towards the counter, gaze falling back on the now black screen of his phone.
Stress eating that many pickles was .. not what he had expected. Nonetheless, he really wasn’t going to say anything too terribly much about it. Bruno was lying in the entrance to the door, watching Thalassa as he moved around, pausing every so often to send a text. He didn’t let his attention waver too much, keeping his attention solidly on the task he had set for himself, though the closer and closer he got to the completion of his task the more the ghosts started to creep up, their whispers in his ear growing louder and louder.
Putting the finishing touches on the macarons, he reached for a cup and heard his phone buzz. Glancing over - expecting to see another message from Severus - made him drop the cup and shatter it on the floor. Bruno’s head jerked up and the dog stared at him with concern as Thalassa set his jaw. Picking up his phone he blocked the number, but the damage had already been done. The ghosts were screaming in his ears and dizzying his sight - so he tried to distract himself again. Picking up the shattered pieces of the cup and cleaning the area where it shattered, he sighed heavily.
Sighing heavily, he glanced over at the macarons before sitting at the table, bonelessly slumping against it until his forehead and face were pressed against the cool surface of it. His phone was silent at the counter where he had left it, still open from the blocked number. He wasn’t going through that nonsense again. A shudder ran down his spine as his eyes closed. Your fault Thalassaaaaa... The chill of the table soaked into his skin and for a moment he allowed himself to cease, his mind a static of not thinking.
He didn’t notice Bruno’s ears twitch and the large canine rise to his paws, responding to a familiar presence coming home. Bruno approached the door with a subdued gait - the wag of his tail slow and with a low whine. No, no I’m fine. Just don’t think about it.. The words echoed like a skipping stone in Thalassa’s mind, but it wasn’t doing much today. If he melted into the table, well, he probably wouldn’t notice much. Thalassa was unresponsive, even at the sound of footsteps, though he would jolt if touched. Today’s haunting was bad, and he wasn’t pulling himself out of it very effectively.
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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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