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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season
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.
With April, an activity check has arrived for members to do! Please post on the AC and tag all your accounts, including WIPs and OOC accounts. Failure to post on this AC will result in your accounts being marked inactive or deleted. Please note, due to a late start, the due date for this check has been adjusted for one time and one time only.
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The rest of the other soldiers had been properly doing their job whereas Rein had been looking at any outliers; specifically one who had been ways away from the rest of TRS' hunters. The electric dragon had hoped the members of their rivaling organization would know better than to descend on enemy territory all on their own and yet here frolicked a person who clearly didn't get the memo. Rein's eyes fell on the uniform the individual had been wearing. With his countless battles and further information received from their captains they had been told how to discern which TRS agent was what.
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The man in particular had been a scout- judging by the blue accent his uniform donned. It was easy enough to assume what had been going down here- use a handful of other hunters as a distraction to let the scout go in and gain whatever intel they could get. Rein, of course wasn't going to let that continue on. He began to stick to the outside of the surrounding shrubs. He had initially been in front of him but his best strategy here was to approach from behind. Rein had no intention of killing the guy but perhaps scaring him to an inch of his life? Now that... it seemed more up his alley.
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To make his presence known as soon as he had been coming up behind him, he made sure to stomp down onto a nearby twig- snapping it in half. A good classic spook that surely would make all the hairs on the others arm stand up. The dragon slides in from the side as his hand reached out, attempting to take a firm grasp on his wrist. "What do we have here?" He hums playfully as a grin plasters over his face. "You know it's not okay to sneak around where you shouldn't!"
Rein stands tall at 6'0" and weighs 160 lbs. He has a solid build, often putting his body to work as a soldier. His muscles are a simple reflection of all of the fighting he participates in. Rein has light skin with pink undertones. He has the occassional scratch or two on his face which is typically covered up with a bandage. Rein has almond shaped purple eyes with neck length messy yellow hair.
Rein's choice of clothes consists of a variety of brightly colored long-sleeved t-shirts with colorful pants and brown shoes to go with.
TW: mentions of kidnapping, violence, mentions of murder
The Van Aarle is an infamous family within their homeland of Amsterdam. A dragon family filled to the brim with fanatic followers of the Assembly of Phantoms. They were wealthy businessmen and women by day and at night they were loyal soldiers and informants for the Assembly who further spread propaganda for the group and took down those who had differing opinions. The Van Aarle's were feared, spoken upon through hushed whispers. Most knew better than to publicly state their opinion about the folks or they'd risk meeting their demise.
From his youth, Rein had been fed this propaganda just as all the many people who had the unfortunate fate of crossing paths with his family. The beliefs of AP became much like the equivalent of holy scripture to the young man. Following in the footsteps of his parents and the siblings before him. Rein was a surprisingly quick learner but from a young age had he learned that he couldn't quite voice his true opinions as much as he wanted. Such thoughts would cause arguments and fighting... Rein knew better and remained behaved, putting on the act of the perfect son.
The behavior yielded him what his parents considered a reward for Rein but Rein being more clever than they thought immediately picked up on the truth. It was on his 14th birthday that he had been given the wonderous gift of a person servant but in truth, the looks on his parents face and the body behavior of the female by the name of Chloe. A kidnapped TRS soldier who had been forced into being the babysitter of Rein while his parents carried onward with their work. Someone had to keep watch of him and they took it upon themselves to spare a TRS hunter they were probably meant to kill.
For the most part, Rein played along with the lie for the first few months of being together. He always watched from a distance, not making his presence known and watching how Chloe would go on to analyze the best escape routes... but before she could really get anywhere Rein would step out. The jolt of surprise Chloe would always greet him with put a smile on his face. It was the first taste he had of this kind of power and it would grow into something that Rein would only further become hooked on receiving.
The more that time had passed the more Rein unknowingly become fond of Chloe and the more Chloe had been within the home of the Van Aarle's and serving Rein did she become more antsy. The desire to escape was strong and when his 17th birthday came around is when Rein came out with the truth of knowing from the very beginning. It was another evening of just the two but he managed to catch her sneaking something under the apron. Rein didn't hesitate to corner her and deny her the right to take the knife. Knowing her intentions, Rein threatened her; if she carried on with what she was doing... he would inform his parents and there was no way they'd let her remain alive.
The simple threat was enough to stop her in place, for the knife to slip out of her hand and fall to the ground with a loud clang. It was the start of a major change within their dynamic; Rein no longer carried on with his innocent guise he had been playing around her. It wasn't long before the acts of terrorism came into play. Doing things that would make her shake in rage, shoot glares his ways which only made Rein all the more powered. Put on the biggest grin he knew would set her off but given the circumstances she couldn't do anything but go along with it.
Rein began to participate in AP activities mid-way through being seventeen years old. Having already been training extensively in combat years prior so when the time came to follow in the footsteps of his parents he wouldn't be a stain. During his time on the field, he'd make sure to provoke and poke those he had the luxury of meeting. He'd return home to Chloe and share his stories; her face would flare up and her body would flinch whenever he mentioned the physical descriptions of the various soldiers he had the luxury of fighting. Although he twisted his words; letting her believe he'd badly injured or even killed her comrades.
It had gotten so bad to where it finally sparked the first time she retaliated against him. A slamming of her fists on the table and an attempt to strike him with her fist. Rein allowed the punch to connect but rather than let the pain he felt reflect on his face, he laughed. and laughed... and laughed before he fought back. It was a close fight in the end. Rein resulted in being the victor due to his scummy tactics of shifting his tail and giving her a nice slap right into the wall. A gift of broken ribs and an arm was given to Chloe while Rein himself had a nice sprained arm and nasty cut on the stomach.
A close fight but Rein used it as leverage to never teach her to go against him. Word got around to his parents and Chloe had faced quite the punishment from both of his parents.
Rein had been glowing with all of the power he had but little did he know just how much of an attachment to her. The times where he agitated her definitely existed but the minor moments of discussion they'd share, just how much they spent together, how he was able to let down the cheery act he put on around his parents. He could let his true colors show around her and it was something he valued greatly. Rein strongly feel she learned, learned to never go against him or do the unthinkable.
and yet... he should've realized that when she had it in her to to fight against his harrassment... she would surely make the attempt to escape. The dragon hadn't been anticipating it. Being awoken by the loud alarms within his home and disembodied sound of shouting and struggling coming from outside of his window. Further investigation led him to see the cuffs he personally got for her were destroyed within her room. A rage that had never shown before bubbled within him as he went to face her.
Her attempt was definitely a close call; managing to successfully avoid the risk of getting hurt if she took of those cuffs, to managing to get close to the gate but luckily the guards who worked for them managed to catch her. Rein's anger had only escalated once she was within his hold. It was the first and last time he'd ever get to punish her. The mere idea of her running away set him off. His rage shone through his words, his actions. Sounds of pleading were drowned out by the rage within him; the dragon side of him spoke to him and only amplified his rage.
It took his parents having to step in to calm him down, to pull him away from the dead body of Chloe. It had been close to him nearly shifting into his dragon form in full; his claws were out and covered in the blood and chunks of flesh of the caretaker who had served him for majority of his life.
The days that followed weren't easy ones. When the rage resided, the realization of his actions hit him and the loss of the one person he needed around was no longer. It sent Rein into a state where he was unable to carry on with his act. His parents quickly became accustomed to his behavior. He poured himself into his work and quickly climbed the ranks of the well-known AP members within his branch of AP. Once known as a cheerful killer quickly turned into a vicious dragon who showed no mercy.
It was quite obvious that he wasn't recovering from the loss and was only getting precedingly worse. His parents took matters into their own hands and had him move and transfer away from Amsterdam. It was how he found himself within Aria Village. He transferred over to working within the area and it had been a good decision. The first few months were rocky but the further he was away from his birthplace, from the memories of her had he been able to move on. Slowly but surely that cheery act returned to him and he continued to establish a name for himself within this branch of the Assembly.
CHARACTER'S MISC
LIKES
- Any kind of joke - Autumn - The setting sun - Fruits - Conspiracy theories - Almonds - Cloud watching - Ambient sounds - Lemonade - Attention
DISLIKES
- Hot days - Hats - Talking during movies - Carrots - Strong smell of perfumes/colognes - Rejection - Being ignored - Trait - Trait - Trait
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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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