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TDM #16


« « « TEST DRIVE MEME » » »

« « « ALL ON DISPLAY


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 high rise. 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 rather cold and icy.



» » » WALKING TOUR




The cold, icy winter weather has seen to it that there is an unfortunate interruption with the usual city tour for the newest arrivals to Duplicity. Some of the train tracks have a dangerous amount of ice coating them and sections of travel are now unavailable via train.

City officials still believe that the tours are important to integrate new LIERs to Duplicity so they have organised personal walking tours held by current LIERs. New arrivals will be paired with their own tour guide; they can take the suggested path or take their barely dressed charge on a more ad-hoc tour. It might be considerate to let them change into something warmer first!

Important landmarks and checkpoints like Fiddler’s Square, North Park, The Up and Down Courts, the People Zoo and of course S.L.U.T. need to be marked off on the tours but there have also been fun local stores which have set-ups for free samples and information booklets. What order and how people travel to them is up to them.



« « « GALLERIA OF SEX


(CW: exhibitionism, voyeurism, dub/non-con)

One of the stops along these new walking tours is a temporary educational art installation that has been set up to display and talk about the rich variety of kinks that are popular in Duplicity. Newcomers are invited to come inside the building, sit on the human furniture to watch and learn or volunteer to participate themselves.

Each section has local LIERs and graduated citizens there to help walk those new to the program through the displays, explaining the appeal and draw of each kink.

Live demonstrations or performance art are carried out by LIERs who have volunteered, been conscripted or are fulfilling a sentence that would normally land them in the People Zoo. They can and will ask anyone and everyone to step up and be part of the artwork themselves.

Some of the displays set up will feature:
  • Naked Submissives have been bound and posed with their bodies arched in visually pleasing positions. They are surrounded with candles burning around them and guests are invited to drip the hot wax across their bodies to add to the artwork that is their naked skin.
  • Zap your lover or the volunteers with an electrical wand and discover the way it can make the skin tingle and muscles tense in just the right place at just the right moment.
  • The image of cum dripping from a well used Submissive is considering something to appreciate visually so stations have been set up with glory holes and kneeling participants to have their faces and buttocks painted over the course of the day.
  • A variety of whips, canes and paddles have been set out next to padded benches for Submissives to bend themselves over. The marks they leave are something to be proud of.
  • No art display in Duplicity is complete without an ode to bondage, one room will be entirely devoted to participants being suspended from the ceiling, held in positions that will test their stamina and flexibility and leave the most gorgeous bruises.

We encourage players not to limit themselves in regards to what is on display. There are many more kinks than the ones listed, and Duplicity considers all kinds of sexual acts a form of art.

Photo taking is encouraged throughout the exhibition, especially when your own participation is concerned. If you missed the chance to do so, in the moment, you need not worry as the gift shop at the end of the gallery will have many different prints taken over the course of the exhibition available for purchase. Take home a keepsake of your first day in Duplicity.




« « « ICE TO SEE YOU


(CW: exhibitionism)

Winter does make it harder in Duplicity to enjoy all the pleasures of the flesh that could be on offer in the warmer months. Most who live in the city still need to wrap up with many layers when the weather turns so chilly. But that’s not saying that the city can’t find ways to help keep its residents in the mood.

It will first be noticeable to those trying their hand at streaming or posting video footage onto the network. Regardless of a character's state of dress while recording, they will appear completely naked to those watching and no amount of covering up with more articles of material will change that.

Others might see it as they set about on their first days getting used to the city’s layout, glancing into a shop window they will notice their own state of undress in their reflection. You might even see it in a particularly shiny bit of ice but no matter where you look, all reflective surfaces will show everyone in their birthday suits, naked as the day they were born.



« « « BLADES OF GLORY


(CW: exhibitionism, dubcon, drugging)

In a bid to encourage individuals to get out and keep active despite the chilly weather, the city has transformed one of the large tennis courts in the Up into a makeshift outdoor skating rink. In the recreation building attached to the courts-turned-rink the change rooms have been outfitted for people to change into more appropriate clothing. There is also at the front of the building an area to rent skates.

Many who get on the ice see no reason to keep apart, as many contracted couples can be seen holding hands or chasing each other as they skate. In the change rooms it isn’t uncommon to see a bit of hanky panky or people getting off at helping others in and out of their skates. There also seems to be a small hot chocolate stand set up inside the building where characters can buy a warm drink to sip on while taking a break from skating. The drink may leave those that consume it feeling especially warm and frisky, with perhaps a bit of extra energy they need to burn off - skating might not cut it.




« « « MOD & OOC NOTES


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: If your character would rather have a dog for a pet they are Dominant. If they would rather have a cat for a pet they are Submissive. If your character is from a canon that has neither, pick the choice you believe they would prefer more.

To Note: Characters can only swap their designation for one of the following reasons: an event occurs that allows it or there are OOC reasons that make it a necessity. Any swap always requires mod approval and each character can only ever switch once. Characters that are being reapped will keep their previous designation but players can choose to use new tdms with different designations for fun!

Please remember to mark any necessary content, and have a good time!!




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barenakedspirit: (pic#13868539)

[personal profile] barenakedspirit 2021-01-22 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Probably? I can take whatever you dish out!" He leans forward with blue eyes that have gone dark with desire. His eyes follow the path the zipper takes as the heat seems to climb. The rest of the world ceases to matter.

He doesn't answer Lio in words, his hands coming up and gripping Lio's hips. He tugs on him to urge him closer as he sits up straight. It shouldn't be so hot he can wrap both his hands around his waist.

Oh well, he's not examining that he leans up to bite at Lio's neck. He's always preferred action to waiting around.
democratically: (rots ; meaning)

[personal profile] democratically 2021-01-22 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
[Geonosis...

After, she had had Anakin as an escort home, to break things off with him, although that had never been Padmé's plan. No, instead they had wed in secret, before two droids. She would like to think they had done a better job at that, often curbing their enthusiasm, meeting in private, often spending time apart.

And Obi-Wan had known.

But of course he had known. Anakin and he had been close, so if anyone would have... Which meant he had turned a blind eye? Geonosis had been the time when Padmé had first confirmed her own feelings, after denying them for so long.]


I see. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised.

[Slightly rueful. A soft breath exhaled, as she moves to pour the boiled water into each cup. She passes one over to him to steep, taking the other for herself.]

Yet people do leave? And future? I don't- truly the future?

[As how does that work?]
hadthehighground: (It's like this...)

[personal profile] hadthehighground 2021-01-22 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
[It was not so much turning a blind eye as it was trying to protect Anakin. As he had always done. Yet in the end he had failed in that spectacularly. However those were thoughts he didn’t want to entertain right now. He hadn’t spoken of them to anyone, and he didn’t plan to.]

I don’t know how it’s possible, but it is. In fact I can say with certainty that I come from both yours and Anakin’s future. Not far, mind you, but the future nonetheless.

[Seeing the both of them here was like reliving the past for him. As if certain terrible things had happened. It was like a second chance, and he was grateful for it despite how terrible this place could be.]
rebelforhope: (Default)

[personal profile] rebelforhope 2021-01-22 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
[Cassian knew the moment they volunteered that it was the kind of mission you didn't come back from. Maybe there had been some hope there, in the end, because he'd come back from missions like that before, but he went in--they all went in knowing it was a one way ticket for the rebellion.

But he never expected to live to old age. To have much of a future. It's hard, when you start as young as he did, and seen so many die long before it was their time to picture yourself meeting any other fate. But the Cause was still new to Jyn: she was the kind who survived. It seems unfair that she would meet the same fate when it was only her involvement that got them plans in the first place. Without Stardust, there was no hope for the Rebels--

--with it? Well. His life is a small price to pay, if the result was the defeat of that weapon. But he would not wish that on Jyn.

Her voice breaks and though his touch was meant to be fleeting, he can't keep it that way, reaching out to touch her, settle a hand against her arm, offering more without saying it, if she wants to take him up on the offer]


But if there are others--we were successful then? They destroyed the weapon.
rebelforhope: (retrospect)

[personal profile] rebelforhope 2021-01-22 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
[His eyes find hers as she looks down at him, reading that apology and doing his best to show her he understands, understands what she has to do and that he agrees with it, as much as he's agreed with anything since he arrived in this place. He's done enough undercover that an unpleasant act between the two of them now, if for no other reason than to keep the cruel dominant's attention away from her submissive for a moment longer will barely register in the list.

He will accept whatever punishment this woman decides to give him, trusting her to lead the situation they find themselves in. They can debrief it later, if her apology needs words.

Cassian tilts his head then, a nod at the lesson he's meant to learn. It's good: he can pull off silence, but this would be the worst way to teach him respect. He's in the same camp as Daisy: someone resorting to force to demand compliance has no control of the situation at all.

Her hands find his belt and his eyebrows rise before he can stop himself, and he works quickly to school them into something more appropriate to the situation. In the end, it's a flicker of surprise, there and gone again. As she presses it against his mouth, the pieces fall into place and he opens, letting her slide it between his teeth, latch it behind his head. He does not resist; consent given as much as he can in the situation

'if he were mine' he hears the source of this snap, voice as icy as it was when she began, 'I'd keep him like that until he learns his manners. It's an improvement'.

He does not snarl, but it's a near thing.]


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[personal profile] rebelforhope 2021-01-22 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
[That deepened amusement is reflected in Cassian's expression, though his echo comes in that arched eyebrow that seems to have no intention of returning to its previous position and a brief flash of amusement in dark eyes. Cassian assumes, perhaps incorrectly, that this is a man who needs little encouragement to continue whatever he sets his mind to.

His coat is straightened--and isn't that still a strange conceit? He can feel his coat on him, but his reflection is still very nude--and Cassian can't help the snort at the man's explanation.

Oh, so this one is trouble from the top of his head on down.]


The effort is appreciated, then [He allows, his own amusement threaded through the words] And your timing impressive.

You seem less bothered by this turn of events than most would be. [Cassian gestures, mostly at the window, indicating whatever it is that's leading to the state of dress and undress]
carrythetorch: (Default)

[personal profile] carrythetorch 2021-01-22 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
"We'll see," Lio informs him. But then he's entirely caught up by the look in Galo's eyes and the feeling of those hands finally on his skin. This is exactly what that heat, that restless feeling that's taken up residence in his veins wants. Or well, this is a start anyway.

He steps closer, eager. Maybe it shouldn't be so hot that Galo's hands do just about eclipse his waist, but it definitely is. And fuck so are those teeth.

Lio's head falls to the side, baring his neck for more. He lets his arms drop to the side just long enough so the jacket drops away, leaving him entirely naked, even while Galo is fully clothed -- which also shouldn't be as hot as he is. Once his hands are free, he finally gives in and he lets his handsrun up Galo's chest, one continuing up his neck to tangle into hair. The other slips down over his back, tugging his shirt up as much as he can, until he can feel bare skin beneath his fingertips.
democratically: (aotc ; drinks)

[personal profile] democratically 2021-01-22 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Padmé may have said it was far-fetched, although she knew that sometimes the Jedi did have visions. Yet that isn't what Obi-Wan is saying, at least from what she understands. She takes a moment to mull that over, and the implications of it.

Of course there are many questions that she would ask, but there is also the debate of should she ask them, and whether she would want to put Obi-Wan in that position. Wrapping her hands around her cup, she mulls it over.]


Alright. And yet you've no recollection of Anakin or I disappearing? The scope of what apparently happens here... It's beyond anything I've ever heard of.
barenakedspirit: (pic#13900369)

[personal profile] barenakedspirit 2021-01-22 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
Lio moves closer and he slips his hands down over his ass and hauls him up into his lap if Lio allows it. He kisses at the spot he bit, sliding his tongue over it. He sighs as Lio’s hand slips into his hair. The thump of the jacket falling to the floor is ignored.

He nips at warm skin and follows it down to the junction between shoulder and neck. He lifts his head with a shaky breath as one long fingered hand pushes his shirt up. He leans into his touch and finally moves to kiss him.

If Lio allows it, it’s clearly not something Galo is used to doing but he is trying for Lio.
carrythetorch: (60 - rW2pBjQ)

[personal profile] carrythetorch 2021-01-22 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
Galo's lap was already his goal, so Lio is far too happy to settle himself into it, molding himself up against him. That shirt is still in the way, but at least he's got a hand beneath it now. At least he can feel the heat of Galo's body through the material against his own.

If human beings were capable of purring, Lio would purr into that kiss. As it is, he makes a thoroughly pleased noise to Galo's lips as he kisses back.

But he's greedy, and his lips part, tongue teasing along Galo's lips, a quick, plaintive request for more. His hand slips from Galo's hair to cup the side of his face, thumb tracing a gentle line over his cheekbone.
basking: (pic#14468413)

[personal profile] basking 2021-01-22 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
He doesn't feel bad. He doesn't feel bad. He doesn't feel bad. He continues to tell himself that as he allows his hand to be held, the other one fidgeting nervously by his side, thumb brushing against knuckles. He sniffs and shakes his head.

"You will find a place soon enough."
learntthehardway: (Default)

[personal profile] learntthehardway 2021-01-22 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
Moved over here
learntthehardway: (Default)

[personal profile] learntthehardway 2021-01-22 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
moved here
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Re: Galleria

[personal profile] learntthehardway 2021-01-22 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
moved here :)
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[personal profile] beskarian 2021-01-22 08:05 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a moment of absolute blankness on the Mandalorian’s part, a slight tilting of the helmet as he tries to place the voice, the face. Things had been...fraught, to say the least, when last they'd met.

It's the eyes that do it, eventually, the bright, keen focus of them finally triggering the memory. Din startles a little, guiltily prying his gaze away from the mirrored window they're both stood in front of.
]

Jedi. [He isn't looking at the window. He isn't, and so instead he's looking at the stark line down the younger man's throat, like a bloodless wound. There had been something about that in the orientation, but Din had been too incensed and grieved by the removal of his armor to take it in.] I wasn't.

[Then, suddenly stricken, and forgetting entirely to avoid standing in front of the reflective surface:] The -- kid. Is he here?
paxpenguina: (☂ 040)

[personal profile] paxpenguina 2021-01-22 08:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Well, Geralt is starting to feel like one of the few people in the city who doesn't know Gotham, and that's kind of refreshing, actually.

He doesn't bother to hide a little smile or the way his shoulders shrug up to his ears at the taller man's observations.]


I suppose it does, doesn't it! But you'll have a set of clothes that'll make you warmer and more comfortable much sooner this way.

And, I assure you, I am a business man. Any favours I may call in from you at a later date will be entirely proportionate. You even have my word that I won't add interest.

[So generous...]
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[personal profile] shadowstrikes 2021-01-22 11:37 am (UTC)(link)
Leveraged forward from the pressure behind his thigh, Hakkyuu manages to cushion his forehead against his forearm while the other reaches up to press his palm against the wall overhead, fingers curling occasionally, clawing into the wood.

Hakkyuu's mind is definitely split and spoilt for sensations in all the most sensitive areas, eyes going wide and setting an unfocused stare upward somewhere as his leg muscles tense in direct response to what Logan's excellent and purpose-driven tongue is doing. Each inward push sends a shudder through his legs and hot, fraying sounds choking up through his throat. And that only intensifies as Hakkyuu feels those grasping fingers between his leg, a sharp breath catching somewhere in his chest, long before it can get anywhere further up.

The noises from behind the wall also makes it seem a bit like the initial abruptness of his hips getting shoved flush to wall may have caught them by surprise, though they manage to recover pretty quickly and effectively find themselves pulled into the rhythm set by the targeted efforts of the Dominant at Hakkyuu's rear. And, hell, even as experienced as he is, how much self-control he has, how much endurance he can tap into, even Hakkyuu knows the impending and inescapable rush toward climax and how hard it is to avoid with two very intently focused mouths on him.

It doesn't take much longer either, his vocalisations becoming more frequent in their wordless form, more colourful when they do find shape in language. His hips find pace between the two of them, instinctively seeking out where the most pleasure can be found, how much he can let all his rational thinking utterly shatter beneath pure feeling.

And when he does come it's with crashing intensity. His entire form going entirely still quite abruptly, the arm that's reached up snapping back reflexively to grab onto the man behind him, not caring where the hand actually lands though best guess is probably shoulder or the back of his neck and grasping firmly as everything rolls through him in an incredible, mind-numbing wave that sends cracks through the loud cry that manages to claw up past his lips, forces his eyes closed, his head back, back arched, and makes the muscles of his hole twitch and his sack in the other man's hand throb.

It's hard to say which side of the wall is the winner, in truth, though whenever he's put the pieces of his mind back together, Hakkyuu would probably argue that it's actually his win.
hadthehighground: (jedi master)

[personal profile] hadthehighground 2021-01-22 12:16 pm (UTC)(link)
None. I wish I could explain it, but it’s something I’ve just come to accept.

[Thats all he really could do. As a Jedi he had to accept his circumstances. Even as difficult as it could be sometimes. He knew she had many questions. Though some of them be just couldn’t answer. Yet he had another one for her.]

What is the last thing you remember before arriving here?
knucklesdirty: (just you and I)

[personal profile] knucklesdirty 2021-01-22 01:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Fran can't help a slight twitch of a smile at the joke about paintbrushes. Of course, it's not as if he's wrong on that point. He's pretty sure there was some sort of exhibit with bodypainting, and now that the other man's mentioned it, he thinks he's probably better off not knowing how that turned out. But there's no paint to this display, just bodies and a stage, at least to start with. Fran in just straps of leather and metal rings, which exposes far more than it conceals, makes the contrast between them something striking.

The blonde looks him over, the way that the leather's snug against his legs and even the gloves seem almost like a second skin. It catches his breath soft against his lips when the silver-haired man reaches for him, fingers pressing against his jaw. He tugs him closer and Fran follows, not pressed against him, still only touching where Hakkyyu's fingers press to his skin-- and there's something about the leather on his skin that Fran likes a lot more than he thought he would. Something about the sensation, warm but not like flesh. He doesn't fight the grip, seems willing enough to be lightly man-handled.

And then he talks about fucking him, and Fran grins, a little impish because he like it when people talk to him like that, all filthy and rough around the edges. And the image he talks about sure doesn't hurt either. Fran likes being pushed around a little, and the thought of being shoved down and fucked because some hot stranger likes the idea of it puts a slight warmth to his skin, glitter in his eyes. "I'm sure it'll be fun whether or not they end up watching. But I've never been fucked on a literal stage before."

He doesn't sound opposed to the idea of it either, though.
massrez: (XIII)

[personal profile] massrez 2021-01-22 02:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Of course, any talk of changing the status quo would be monitored, and the people involved handled with higher scrutiny. Which doesn't mean it isn't still happening, in certain circles.

[ Softly, and as casually as a mention of the weather. ]

People who see the wrong in this place and seek to do something about it have a way of finding each other.
towhatmatters: (→30)

[personal profile] towhatmatters 2021-01-22 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Sure that's his real name?

[ Why even use both initials? What's the point if he hates it? ]
towhatmatters: (→31)

[personal profile] towhatmatters 2021-01-22 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
He gives Vrenille a once-over. While he's not sure about the jumper, the rest looks fine, so he shrugs.

"Sure."

As long as he's covered, he can deal with it.
old_man: (pic#14347196)

[personal profile] old_man 2021-01-22 04:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah. This way, unless you prefer to walk around like that?" She knows of a place where she can likely barter something to at least get her to her housing. Then, of course, she could change in to her own clothing if they are there, or at least find a hot shower and a towel.

"Mm. Unfortunately most people may not care too much about that. There's a chance that they've never even heard of your king." Or that they aren't a culture that has kings. There's any number of circumstances actually.
foronemoment: (Default)

[personal profile] foronemoment 2021-01-22 04:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Huh.

[Still skeptical, as what happens if there is a natural disaster, or all of a sudden a population boost? Does it somehow regulate things like that...?]

Wait. So. Where did this AI come from? Someone made it, or outer space?

[Genuine curiosity with that.]

Oi. Well. Don't ask me to tell you how, because no bloody idea. Maybe it was a Christmas present from this place. Everyone else got something, it seems.
towhatmatters: (→32)

[personal profile] towhatmatters 2021-01-22 04:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[ In certain circles, huh? Wonder if Anduin knows about any of that personally. ]

Funny coincidence, that.

[ Damn it. Is he going from one fight to another? ]