duplicitymemes | TDM #16

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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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Wesley glances at him from the corner of his eye but doesn't say anything else. He has a feeling Q doesn't like this, some drug deciding about his arousal for him. Wesley reaches over to squeeze his wrist before he hails down a taxi to take them home.

The fact that Q calls it that makes him smile a little, into his collar.

"I guess we could have a few drinks and play Monopoly as well," he teases lightly as they wait for the car to drive up to them.

There's a little snort at the suggestion of boardgames but Q doesn't comment otherwise on it, just casting Wesley a sidelong glance that might be a touch more heated than he meant it to be, thighs brushing as he crosses his legs.

No, he doesn't like being put in a state of arousal against his will, but he's grateful that he found Wesley so soon and that he's not as out of control as some of the other unfortunates had been back at the rink. At least it means that this will be a very... receptive homecoming.

Wesley leans forward to tell the driver the address and then turns back to Q. He doesn't touch the man carelessly, but instead leans in just enough that their shoulders brush. He can see that heat in Q's gaze and he doesn't want to make this a difficult ride for him.

"Did you go home before coming back here or did you just wake up one day with time lost in between?" he asks mildly to pass the time in the car.

Shaking his head, Q answers quietly, "I just woke up. I was a bit confused to not be in my room, here, and if it weren't for the change in weather, I would've thought you were having me on about being gone for a few months."

It's definitely disturbing, but not terrible. The question is whether the Duplicity organisers had drugged Q the entire time or just 'deleted' his physical presence for a while. Who knows?

"What about you?"

"Just woke up one morning. It's happened to me before," Wesley says with a shrug. "A far less disorienting thing this time, though. Last time I lost a whole year and half almost."

Definitely not his favourite thing. And it usually comes with losing a lot of people, he finds. Though, this time Q came back and that's... new and not terrible at all. It's dawning to him just how much he missed him, mostly because he gave himself no room to think about it earlier.

"Dominic told me that once he lost a couple of weeks here, but he want home during that time. Except his body never left Duplicity. Someone stayed watching over him that two weeks. And since he spent home I think something like a year, he aged under this person's eyes while he slept for two weeks here." It's a confusing though, all of it, making little sense why he and Q would just lose time and others like Dominic went home instead, for a little bit.

"... This place makes no sense and I hate that," Q sighs, propping his chin in his hand as he stares out the window.

The purely illogical nature of some of these happenings in Duplicity are enough to drive Q up the walls, and if he weren't who he was, he'd probably act on that frustration by screaming or punching someone.

As it is-

"I hope you've got tea at home."

Wesley watches his profile instead while Q stares out of the window. He's used to the chaos that is Duplicity, the chaos that is his life in general. But he understands why the illogical glitches in the system would get on Q's nerves. He's still enough of an accountant to need everything matching perfectly, to the last percentile.

"I'm sorry that you ended up here again," he says quietly. "Going back home would have been preferable, I'm sure." It's different for Wesley, there's nothing back there for him. And while Duplicity isn't perfect, he would prefer to stay here.

"Yeah, of course I have tea," he says with a small snort. He still buys too much of it when he shops. Even if he prefers coffee.

Q had looked over towards Wesley at the quiet apology and feels his lips twitch a bit in the beginnings of a smile before looks away again.

"I could think of worse places to be. Especially given the current company."

Wesley ends up staring at his profile again, this time with a pleasant wrinkle on his freckled nose. There's a sentimental side to Q but it's hidden under about a million layers of what of that "Englishness" of his.

"Wow, one might even end up thinking you like me a little bit, babe," he teases.

There's a snort in response and a flash of hazel eyes giving a knowing, sidelong stare.

"Some people like to make bold assumptions."

Not that he's saying that assumption is wrong, per se...

"I see, I see, gosh, what an adventurous thing to do," Wesley replies in mimicry of Q's accent. He's heard plenty of it from both Q and Dominic alike.

The car pulls up to the house then and he leans forward to pay the cabby before getting out and holding the door open for Q. The house is dark and Wesley has merely swept the front steps off of snow, a small path leading to them.

As soon as Q steps inside, he feels at ease, back in familiar surroundings once more, even in darkness. Any lingering tension in his frame gradually leeches away as he removes his coat, and with it goes whatever reservation he had left about the whole cocoa affair.

He turns towards Wesley, eyes glinting in the dim light that filters in through the windows, appraising and just a touch expectant.

"... You're not expecting guests, today?"

Wesley pauses with his hand on the light switch and gives Q a slow smile that lingers at the corners of his mouth. Instead of turning on the lights, he shrugs off his jacket, hanging it away as he steps right into Q's personal space.

"Nah," he says fondly, hand reaching up to brush a bit of curly hair away from Q's glasses. "It's just you and me here."

Q continues to stare at Wesley's face even as the fingers brush away his hair. Then he's reaching up and grasping that hand in his, quietly asking, "Is my room still here, or shall we make use of the couch?"

"Your room is still there," Wesley replies, then his smile quirks a little bit more crooked and he says: "But there's no one else here, so wherever you feel like is good for me."

He laces their fingers together, bringing their hands down beside them, then steps even closer to Q, leaning down that little bit that separates them, his nose brushing against Q's as he asks wordlessly a permission to take it further.

The permission is given by Q closing that tiny distance himself, lightly pressing his lips to Wesley's. Even that little bit of contact is enough to send a shiver down his spine, and Q pushes for more almost immediately. The kiss grows firmer, his lips and tongue working to open Wesley's to stake his claim, free hand grasping the front of the assassin's shirt at his chest.

Wesley sucks in his breath as Q kisses him, not shy or tentative, but assertive and knowing. There's no hesitation when he opens up to the kiss, brushing his tongue against Q's as he reaches up to curl his hand on the man's narrow hips, pulling him gently towards himself until there's no air between them left.

His fingers crook into a belt loop, pulling Q with him as he starts to turtle backwards towards the couch, sharing a deep lip lock while travelling.

Q's happy enough to follow the pulling, trusting Wesley to guide them without tripping them up, much as he had on the ice. That allows him in turn to focus on the deepening kiss, quietly taking control of it with the faintest edge of urgency. He's almost tempted to start pulling at Wesley's clothes, but he's still got enough sense of mind not to.

Yet.

Wesley yields it to him without a fight, responding with the same urgency. It's been a long month thinking he'll never see this infuriatingly calm man again or get to kiss him like this. His legs bump against the couch and he sits down, pulling Q down to his lap before wrapping his arms around his narrow waist. Mouth seeking his to ignite the kiss again.

Q goes down easily enough, relishing in the close contact with a soft, barely audible moan into the kiss. With no need to worry about balance, Q's hand reaches up, tangling his fingers through the short, brown curls and gripping with just enough tightness that Wesley will feel the prickle along his scalp, using the grip to tilt his head back so Q can delve into his mouth better.

Q's weight upon him feels nice, secure, good. Wesley arches right into him when Q slips fingers into his hair and hauls him into the kiss, his fingers curling tight against Q's hips to pull him flush against himself, pelvis to pelvis, rocking together. He lets out a soft groan at the tightness of that hand, his head tilting back against the back of the couch as Q continues to melt him into soft butter with his demanding kiss. Hot damn...

Giving a final lick to Wesley's lips, Q draws back just enough to stare down at the freckled face, smiling faintly while he keeps the grip in the assassin's hair. His pale cheeks are flushed, his cock is hard already thanks to Duplicity's meddling, but somehow he still feels more in control of the situation than he suspects Wesley does.

"Talk to me, pet," he murmurs quietly, lips ghosting over Wesley's jawline. "How shall I have you today?"

Wesley tries to follow him but gives up when Q grips his hair tightly still, his eyes hooded as he stares at the thin man on his lap. His lips are red and getting redder still as he worries his teeth over one, his gaze clouded and pulse ticking fast against his neck.

"Mmn, anything you want," he replies with a small curve appearing on his lips. "As long as you stay close," he says this quietly, then pulls on Q's hips again as he rocks up to rub their cocks together in a breathless grinding motion.

That look on Wesley's face only serves to fan the flaming heat rising in Q's veins, making his pulse quicken a touch, fingers tightening further for a fraction of a second. His free hand moves up, fingertips tracing along the seam of those smiling, red lips thoughtfully.

"... This, I think," he muses quietly, thumb gently tugging on the fuller, lower lip, dipping in to lightly brush over Wesley's tongue. "I want you on your knees, taking me down your throat. Do you think you could do that for me, darling?"

Maybe Q will never go for the simple fucking. Wesley doesn't mind. It has made him think about sex more, not just fall into it face first. Sometimes he wonders if they'll ever go there, though. This had seemed like that moment.

His reaction is mildly surprised but he nods as he opens his mouth further, taking Q's thumb between his lips and giving it a light suck while looking up at him. Yeah, he can do that. His lips curve into a smile as he looks up into those bright eyes and brushes his tongue against Q's thumb, making it flutter under the digit while his hands let go of Q's hips in order to slide between them, pulling open the fastenings of his pants carefully, belt sliding out, going for the button and zipper...

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