Duplicity Game Mods (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
duplicitymods) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
duplicitymemes2020-03-12 10:20 pm
duplicitymods) wrote in duplicitymemes2020-03-12 10:20 pm
Entry tags:
TDM #11
« « « TEST DRIVE MEME » » »
It's discouraging to think how many people are shocked by honesty and how few by deceit. Yet, solace is found in the lies we tell each other, comforted by the peace of knowing that we're not alone in our depravity, and once on this path, sin itself becomes the lesser of two evils masked in a cloud of normalcy. This is how Duplicity has functioned since the beginning. The divide of power and social standing is overt in that Dominants influence the decisions made both publicly and privately while Submissives cater to the rules presented to them. It is the way of Duplicity to assign random designations at birth with no leeway in altering what has been given. Climate in the Up is far stricter than that of the Down; violating outlined personas for a Dominant or Submissive while in full view of others is punished by degree of infraction. In the Down, many tend to turn a blind eye to these sorts of offenses. To counteract the discovery of the Deceit Gene – a natural "negative" response to all stimuli – the L.I.E.S. program was founded. The program had been designed to introduce new subjects to the current environment and test for the Deceit Gene through immersion in Duplicity's standing society. Sexual impulses and encounters increase the chances of detecting the gene within these individuals. Participants are typically released from L.I.E.S. after a year; however, results have remained unsatisfactory and testing still continues. ... and you’re here! Finally! Welcome to Duplicity. After choosing a door and stepping through to the other side, the first thing that greets you are the enthusiastic faces of people in medical scrubs and pristine lab coats. Their enthusiasm translates to eagerness as they strip you of your clothes to perform a thorough examination—you will be healed, bathed, and given a paper gown to wear until your items can be processed and delivered to your residence later in the evening. You are also given a device that accesses the network as well as the time and location of orientation. If you enter Duplicity into the Up, congratulations! You’re a Dominant, which means you are immediately picked up by a limo after processing and taken to your highrise. Here, it is two Dominants per floor with separate apartments. If you enter Duplicity into the Down, congratulations! You’re a Submissive, which means you are directed towards public transportation with the address of the motel you’ll be living in. Here, it is two Submissives per room with a shared common space for all rooms. Enjoy your free time until orientation! Participation is mandatory by all new and old arrivals. The weather is a mild 62 degrees. |
 It's time for the monthly Duplicity train tour. Seats are in pairs and randomly assigned to Dominants and Submissives alike. Traveling from Fiddler's Square, the train journeys through various parts of the Up, showcasing society and examples of lifestyle. Along the way, frequent stops are made; a variety of passengers can be seen exiting and entering the doors. A Dominant with a kneeling Submissive takes a seat near the front of the train at one stop. A small group of Submissives board and sit closer to the LIERS at another, all seemingly content in their roles. As the tour continues through the Up, the train passes close to the Market and White Wall Bridge and zips by North Park before heading into the Down and bypassing Red Wall Bridge and South Park. The train makes a "final" stop at Riddler's Square, where inhabitants of the Down are instructed to return to their temporary housing. Those who live in the Up are permitted to stay on the train and revisit the same locations while returning. |
 Orientation this month is a little…different. The usual orientation center suffered extensive damage in last month’s massive ice storm, and repairs are underway. Unfortunately, they won’t be ready in time to accommodate the newest batch of arrivals, so instead the city has relocated their operations and sent a skeleton crew to help staff it. This month’s orientation takes place in a vintage event space in an old neighborhood in the Up, the Dashing Gardens Event Center and Conference Hall. The decor was fresh and new when the building was originally constructed, some Not only are the facilities dated, but the planning leaves something to be desired. There is a general sense of chaos and disorganization. None of the staff seem to know what’s going on or where to find things, and attendees will be frequently misdirected into the wrong room or session. Some sessions are cancelled without warning, or turn out completely and bizarrely different from how they were described. Additionally, the orientation center was using Cordispondence’s proprietary software for their planning and accidentally sent out strongly-worded, obligatory summons to citizens who shouldn’t be there. It’s very unclear who is actually supposed to be here and who was invited by mistake. Adding to the confusion is the fact that the building is a bit…strange. Hallways seem to warp locations, and doors lead to different places than expected. Attendees will find themselves alone in a room one moment and locked in with a stranger the next with no seeming way out. Citizens of Duplicity might realize it’s time to get creative ( and busy ) if they don’t want to starve. The staff are less than helpful, and all complaints will be met with a heartfelt apology and a voucher for a free hour in the ball pit, located in the great room. If one can find it. The orientation center staff managed to grab what they could from a storage closet before the center was closed for repairs, so the workshop rooms have a variety of items placed within them to help the newcomers get accustomed to their new roles. There are selections of bracelets and collars for doms and subs to try on, with native dom/sub pairs giving appropriate behavior demonstrations. Any LIErs willing to join in the display and practice on each other earn a gift certificate for one meal at one of any of the participating restaurants sponsoring the event. Other tables contain sex toys, lube, and various edible products to help anyone who partakes get in the mood. There is a book table full of inspiring reads and helpful diagrams, with a much too chipper attendee who is eager to help anyone within range find their perfect kink. If that’s not enough, try the punch. It’s sure to leave you feeling festive, Duplicity-style. |
 As the night melts into early morning, attendees will experience a physical crack and shift. For some, they’ll be brought to their knees or find themselves winded. Others will feel a tightness in their chest or the strange sensation of losing their breath. When it’s over, each person will now bear the physical characteristics of two other people: someone they care dearly for and someone that they do not. The combination of features or physical attributes will be unique; possibly the hair style and color of one but the eyes and nose of the other. What’s even more odd is that, now, desires belonging to the other people are transferred. Strong and overwhelming, satisfaction is a must. |
 Other games found during orientation: » Glory holes with tip buckets on the receiving side. Any kind of sex act will do, though the amount of beads someone gets for their time depends on how good they are, of course. » Public sex. Like a righteous frat party, enjoy the rain of beads that comes with a good performance... or at least an entertaining one. Strip teases are included in this, catch an eye or three and try your hand at sex appeal. » Contests of endurance. Try and outdo another, whether it's outlasting an orgasm or making the other come first, one-on-one or with pairs and more competing against others. The prize is always moderate, the largest sum given to winners and trickling down to the losers. Some even have honorable mentions if they’re generous. |
 (CW: potential dubcon, objectification) By far the largest and shiniest booth comes from orientation sponsors Sexy Metal Incorporated, who have set up a display of their incredible high-tech sexbots. These life-sized dolls are made of extremely realistic material that feels like warm human skin, and come with state-of-the-art mechanics that give them lifelike movement. Engineers show off how the bots can be plugged into a computer and programmed to act any way the buyer likes. They come in a wide variety of customizable appearances and, eerily, some of the bots on display look exactly like people you may know. Booth staff encourage customers to buy these dolls, or to rent them and give them a try onstage in front of the fascinated crowds. If that’s not kinky enough, one of the engineers has purchased a VR headset from another booth, and programmed it to interface with the bot’s controls. Care to slip inside the silicone skin of another person? These bots may appear throughout the orientation, some of them having escaped the display. Staff are attempting to round them up. If you’re willing to help out and provide a distraction for the bot, you could earn a half hour with the VR or a voucher for the ball pit! |
 While not as prominent as the booths handing out sex toys, there are plenty of pop-up fortunetelling booths scattered throughout orientation. These impromptu oracles provide a variety of divinations, including but not limited to tarot readings, tea leaves, and even reading roses. Ask about love, life, death, health, wealth, or whether or not to upgrade your insurance policies. Whatever you ask, though, you’ll find something curious - it may not be literal, and it may not be in the manner expected, but all fortunes somehow come true within the day. |
 A couple days after orientation, the citizens of Duplicity are abuzz with the revamp of the virtual sensation: dualcam.com It's available for free and accessible through any device connected to the city's network. Once the page is visited, most will notice very familiar faces. Was that your roommate? Your best friend? Your Dominant or Submissive? What you're seeing are all the participants of the L.I.E.S. program engaged in live shows of varying content—some sexual, some not. But it is all meant to be erotic in some capacity. Lives streams can be interacted with, and the higher the tip, the more provocative the requests might become. Some might even indulge in personal shows. Whatever the content, the person on the screen is a perfect copy of the participant that's being portrayed but with one exception: their main negative trait of the individual is enhanced the longer the shows continue and their content of choice won't necessarily be a reflection of what they would actually indulge in. The L.I.E.S. staff will not be helpful in any capacity if contacted about the site. There is, however, a way to shut the feed down. Find the location where the live feed is taking place. This will not be an easy task as the background of each live show is decorated but a clever person could ask the right questions. Stop it. Let it continue. The decision is up to the participant. |
Please read carefully. On each Test Drive Meme, there will be a section noting character roles; these will vary each TDM. On an IC level, characters will still have gone through the doors but assignments OOCly are still randomized. When applying, there is a section of the application that denotes whether the character chooses "left" or "right". When participating on the TDM, there will be a third option. Players may link either a top level or a thread (five or more comments from their character) from the TDM and title the link as "Door Pass". This means that the player is choosing to take the designation that they were randomly assigned on the TDM, rather than taking the designation of a door. If the player decides to select a door rather than use the pass, then they are trying their luck; they may get the same designation they had on the TDM or the opposite. Once the application is submitted, players can't change their choice. To assign roles to characters for this TDM, use the following guide: All left handed characters are Dominants and all right handed characters are Submissives. Please remember to mark any necessary content, and have fun!! |
no subject
And hearing the concern in the other man's voice for him, the hand on his back, he leans just a little into the touch. Accepting. Even inviting it. Selfish, to want a friendly touch. He doesn't deserve it.
Lonely...? He frowns, rolling that thought around as he takes another absent sip of tea. "It's...too quiet," he finally whispers. He's too used to hearing his friend's voice, laughing and teasing him. His friend, arguing with A-Qing. Three years of it.
no subject
Xue Yang looked around to see if this was a trick. Was something awful about to happen? Or was Xiao Xingchen going to sink his sword into him further, finishing the job this time?
Instead he felt the other man leaning into him. Cocking his head, he rubbed over the soft white material, immediately wanting to give Xingchen some comfort.
"If it's too quiet, you definitely need me." he knew he could be loud, but his companion never seemed to mind, "I'll make you good meals too."
no subject
He waits, listening for any signs of Xue Yang's thoughts on the matter. Feeling the hand rub gently over his back is encouraging. That the other man isn't just agreeing or disagreeing without thought.
What Xue Yang has to say sounds like an agreement and a promise. So he nods. "Then we should make it official." However...they...are supposed to do that.
no subject
"Can we go to your place?" he felt flushed and excited, his skin tingling in a way it never had before, "I'll walk you through it, Daozhang. And if it's too much, just say so and we'll take a break."
no subject
He'll learn, of course he will. And he'll have to trust Xue Yang to lead him right. Xingchen lets the other man thread their fingers together and gives the other's hand a gentle squeeze. "Yes." Trying to believe, if only because he has to believe something. He nods again, agreeing. "It...would be nice to not be around so many people," he admits quietly.
no subject
Once they were free, he squeezed Xingchen's hand again and smiled.
"What is your address, Daozhang?"
no subject
No.
Too many people. Too much to process.
But eventually they're outside and he's able to breath a little easier. Xue Yang's hand gets another answering squeeze for getting them safely out. He doesn't let go of the other man's hand either as they continue walking, his steps a little more certain. But just in case, he tells Xue Yang his address.
no subject
"This...contract..." he spoke when they were inside, arousal curling and hungry inside of him, "It's not about ink and paper. It's about you...and me...and nothing between us."
The idea was a dream for him, but he knew it might be a lot for his companion to swallow.
no subject
So he says nothing.
Xingchen checks the door real quick, feeling for the mark he'd made to reassure himself he'd remembered the address correctly, then lets them inside. And once the door is closed and locked behind them, Xue Yang tells him just what making that contract entails.
...Sex. Intimacy not just of the mind, which he'd had with Zichen until...
It makes his heart race and he feels his cheeks flush under the cloth over his eyes.
"...I understand, Xue Yang," he finally murmurs. "I will need you to...teach me."
no subject
Especially to keep Xingchen safe and unmolested.
Inside of the lavish rooms, he made himself much clearer about what was likely expected of them. The answer he received was sweet and he made a promise to himself that he would ensure Xingchen enjoyed tonight.
"It'll be alright. You're in control, so I'll take care of all the difficult parts."
Though they weren't difficult. Just looking at Xiao Xingchen made him hard.
Shuddering, he strode over to the other man and curled his arms around his waist, bringing their bodies together. Then he murmured, sliding his fingers along his jawline:
"There won't be any pain, I promise."
no subject
Xingchen hopes to soothe that instinct for violence down, or redirect it. He's not sure which, or how he'll manage it. But he...wants to try and save this man. He's seen how Xue Yang could be kind if he wanted to be.
He senses where Xue Yang is, how he approaches, so the arms wrapping around him are only half a surprise. It's the promises that have him shiver, nibbling on a lip as he lifts his hands up, trailing along Xue Yang's arms up to settle on his shoulders. Head tilting a little to listen, and lean just a little into the light touch to his jaw.
"...I'm trusting you..." he murmurs.
no subject
Besides he could easily - happily - kiss Xingchen's sweet lips for hours. The warm press was proof that he hadn't lost him after all; that they had been reunited in this place.
"Trust me." he muttered between kisses, stroking his hands down Xingchen's chest and over his back, "This is soft, Daozhang; just relax. You know where I am - you don't need your sight. I know you can sense me." his lips curved into a smile.
no subject
Xingchen finds himself clinging to Xue Yang, responding to those confusing hot kisses that make him so dizzy he can't do anything but cling. He's chosen this path, there is no going back. He nudges their noses together.
"You're...a flame, Xue Yang," he murmurs. "Try not to burn me."
no subject
His breath caught in his throat when the robe fell open.
Finally. Lowering his head, he brushed his lips down Xingchen's chest. What beautiful skin. He pushed the fabric out of the way and nuzzled his cheek against the other man's abdomen.
no subject
Gathering shreds of courage, he releases his hold on Xue Yang's shoulders to pull the fabric the rest of the way off and lets it fall to pool at his feet. He is practically unmarked, aside from the scar on his neck.
"Show me."
no subject
Caused by him.
It would be the last. He rose slowly and smiled to himself, loosening his belt with a sharp tug and undressing himself too. Then he brought the other man into his arms, bare skin on bare skin, kissing along his jawline.
"You're safe, Daozhang." he gently coaxed him towards the bedroom, making sure the path was safe and clear of any obstacles.
no subject
Arms slip back around him, making him shiver before he slips his arms around Xue Yang in return, hands trailing up bare arms to settle back on strong shoulders to hold on. The soft press of lips along his jaw encourages him to take a calming breath.
He finds himself smiling softly at the assurance, and shakes his head as he moves with the other man's guidance. He registers where they're headed, knows the path well enough already and keeps the apartment clear enough that nothing is likely to tangle in his feet.
"Xingchen," he gently corrects Xue Yang.
no subject
"You're more lovely than I imagined." Xue Yang chuckled, "And I have had plenty of dreams about you."
It was a bit like wanting to court the moon. Now that he had him, this perfect being, he treated him with gentle care. He laid Xingchen down on the bed and straddled him. The brace on his hand was rather rough against tender skin and he hesitated.
"Should I remove my hand brace?"
no subject
"You don't have to dream about me now," he murmurs, almost playfully as he settles on his back under Xue Yang. He rests his hands lightly on the other man's hips, thumbs gently rubbing little circles where they lay.
"Only if you want to."
no subject
No, he hadn't lied.
"Does it disgust you?" he had been in situations before where people had complained. Somehow hearing that from Xingchen would hurt ten times as much.
no subject
"No. Why would it?"
Xingchen hadn't doubted the sincerity of what happened to Xue Yang as a child, or what happened to this poor hand. "...Does it still hurt?"
no subject
It made him want to be a better man.
"No, not anymore." he finally spoke hoarsely, "Xingchen..."
There were no words for what he felt, so it was best he put his emotions into action. He knew of a tender place that Xingchen might like having touched. Brushing a finger over one of the fetchingly pink nipples, he circled the tender nub before he fastened his lips around it.
no subject
...But also fragile. Desperate for affection and attention. Xingchen sees that now, and it makes his heart ache, wishing he'd been wise enough to see it sooner. Soon enough that he could have changed things.
He kisses the hand again when Xue Yang tells him it doesn't hurt. Then gasps as a finger brushes over a nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure through him before he arches up into those lips with a strangled cry.
no subject
He teased the nipple with the tip of his tongue, a hand smoothing down Xingchen's abdomen, admiring the muscles he found. When the nub felt hard, he kissed his way to the neglected nipple and gave it the same loving treatment, humming.
no subject
Strength, but also tender affection when lips brush over skin or lips, hands touch and tease. Touches he'd never expected to feel nearly so good. Kisses that make his knees weak the his sense of the room around him spin. For heat to pool in his stomach and his hips to squirm quite unintentionally!
One hand slips into Xue Yang's hair, not tugging or guiding, just needing something to hold onto. The other settles restlessly on one of the other's shoulders, fingers curling and relaxing.
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)