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TDM #16
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« « « 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:
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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Anything I like? No. But I suppose you can be made into something more than you are.
[ A technical truth at its finest. She doesn't like seeing him like this and there's a hard edge to her voice. While the colonel can be an aggravating man at times, she'd never want to see him like this. The only one who's supposed to see him falter this badly is her and that they've done this to him makes her blood boil. Don't they know who this is? Of course they don't. Even if they did, they wouldn't respect the depth of loyalty and dedication that Colonel Mustang has towards his people. Towards her. ]
I can take charge of him. I was rather considering a more self-guided tour, if that's quite alright.
[ She takes hold of the shackles and tugs at the joined wrists. ]
I suspect he needs a firm hand. I'm just the person who can give this mutt what he needs.
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At least for the moment.
Mustang almost splutters when Riza takes the shackles to pull him forward and away from the man, remarking that he “needed” a firm hand. He appreciates the irony of the situation and in her words.
If she isn’t careful, he’s going to land flat on his ass. As she leads him away, Roy grins at her, careful to avoid being seen wearing a smile now that she had him. ]
If I’d known you were coming, Lieutenant, I’d have worn a nicer dress.
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At least you're in good enough spirits to be cheeky.
[ She pauses, turns to look at him. This is a more thorough investigation, as if she doesn't quite believe he's here in front of her unharmed and whole. She had been told he was dead--and yet here he is. She doesn't embrace him--not here, in public, where they might be seen. The only hint of her relief is in her eyes and in her voice as she speaks to him in low tones only he can hear. ]
I was afraid you'd gone and died on me, Colonel.
[ Her throat still aches a little from the screaming anguish that had torn through her when she'd been told he was dead. ]
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I’m not so easily killed, Lieutenant. It’s cold here, and we can hardly speak to one another without drawing the wrong kind of attention.
[ Unless he wants to be punished again, as they had threatened should he cause any more trouble, Roy also keeps the volume of his voice low, his shoulders up and around his head. He looks as docile as he can while maintaining a grin. ]
Shall we look for shelter? I don’t have clothes. And apparently, they conducted a meeting to which I wasn’t privy. All I know is that I was assigned to an apartment in what they refer to as the “down”.
[ Mustang gives Riza a significant look, hoping to get moving before he freezes his ass off. It’s going numb as they speak. ]
Whatever you were told, it was a lie. Let’s get the hell out of here.
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[ Oh, she wants to be tender with him. They're not in Amestris, so what could it hurt to embrace him? But no. The iron discipline she maintains is necessary. If the depths of their relationship were to become known then their strange hosts (captors, more like) might seek to exploit them. So instead she starts to shrug out of the thick winter coat she wears so that she can drape it over his shoulders. It's too small by far, but it's enough to keep out some of the chill. She'll manage without it for a little while, considering the thick sweater she wears beneath. ]
I've been given an apartment, in the 'Up' as they call it. Come on.
[ She can remember the way back, well enough. So she takes him by his manacles and begins to lead him off. How she's going to get them off, she's not sure--she'll figure it out somehow. Perhaps there's a key somewhere. Or a hacksaw. ]
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[ His smile widens, taking over his face, and if he could, he’d spread his arms while he said it to underscore his point. To be dramatic. His delivery is dry when he next speaks. ]
I’m never any trouble, Lieutenant.
[ He tilts his head slightly in puzzlement. ]
Who told you I was dead? As you can see, I’m wonderful, with the possible exception of hypothermia. Lieutenant, do you have ignition gloves with you? Honestly, I only want to warm myself up.
[ Roy displays the alchemy circle he carved into the back of his hand mere hours ago, and the look he gives her is mournful. Clearly, he’s suffering. Surely, his beloved subordinate will allow him to “fix” himself. ]
A lighter will do in a pinch — even matches.
Listen, is there a car we can take?
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[ From the sound of her voice, Riza isn't particularly convinced in that regard. His question catches her just a touch off guard. ]
No, all I arrived here with were some clothes I was wearing, a couple of handguns, and for some reason Black Hayate.
[ That last one is suspicious to her. Why would her dog get dragged into this? She pauses, not sure how to answer that other question. She gestures towards the center of town, her face impassive. ]
No. We'll have to take the train or a bus back to elevator so we can head back to the Up, I think. Or walk. Either way it'll be a few minutes.
[ She's quiet again, then adds in a voice that she manages to keep from shaking: ]
That woman said she'd killed you.
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Riza is achingly beautiful. Magnificent, exquisite, and really, she’s too good for him, but he’s so damn grateful that she’s here, somehow in the position to rescue him from who knew what. His lips settle into a confident, somehow sappy smile as he watches her walk next to him.
Then she mentions her dog. And that’s... odd. As far as Roy can tell, everything here is geared toward sex, so why him?
Wait. Roy remembers Riza’s state of despair before he entered the room she and Al were in. He, intent on destroying the homunculus. And Riza just said she thought him dead. The implications finally sink in, and he snaps his gaze toward her again, a strange excitement thrumming through him. ]
Lieutenant. Who told you I was dead? What woman?
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The homunculus. Underneath Laboratory 3.
[ She isn't proud of the loss of composure, but there was no other way she could see herself responding to the news of Roy's death--he meant too much to her. Too much to the country. ]
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[ And he does. Mustang is reasonably sure that what he's thinking is about to be proved. The hypothesis is bizarre but clearly a strong possibility.
As they enter the elevator, the urge to hold her for the tiniest moment overwhelms him, and he struggles against it because as much as he wants her, he wants to preserve the loyalty and love they have for one another that has nothing to do with touching.
When she says exactly what he expected, his legs lose a trace of his usual strength, and he almost topples over, running into her in the privacy of the elevator. ]
Sorry, Riza. I don't know what came over me. I must be tired from...
[ Roy halts the sentence momentarily because he suspects this may be difficult for her if she even believes it. Gathering his strength and ready for anything, Mustang sidles as close to Riza as she'll allow, dropping his head to speak quietly where she can hear. ]
After we split up, the woman homunculus attacked both Havoc and me. She shredded my gloves. See?
[ Again, Mustang shows her the alchemy circle he cut into his flesh out of desperation. ]
After she left us to die, she must have intended to kill the both of you. Havoc was bleeding out, so I cut this into my hand and used his lighter to cauterize his wounds and mine.
[ Roy glances down at the lower left side of his torso. ]
There was nothing more I could do for him, so I followed the homunculus down the hall to where you and Al were. She was a dangerous creature. So, using the flint of the lighter instead of my ignition gloves, I burned the philosopher's stone out of her.
You understand what I'm saying, right? That’s what I remember, but you recall something different. How could that be, huh?
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I... I remember her saying you were dead. I lost my mind.
[ The scream tearing from her throat. The sheer overwhelming sensation of hopeless loss and grief. For that terrible moment she had been lost. Adrift. There had been nothing left to live for. ]
I emptied my weapon at her and then... then I guess, I just waited for it all to end. And then I was here.
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[ When he hears her confess to losing the will to live, he can't help it. Mustang loses his cool, blowing up at the mere idea of losing her. Doesn't she understand how important she is to everyone? He's terrified of how close he cut it, how easily he could have lost her. ]
You idiot! Never give up on life! You're too important to... the people who love you.
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[ Riza tries to smile and doesn't quite manage it. The gesture doesn't reach her eyes. She shakes her head towards Roy, her shoulders moving with a short, sharp, mirthless laugh. ]
You know I have no intention of continuing on my own if it comes down to that.
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Lieutenant. You must never give up on moving forward. Should something happen to me, I need you to keep my ambitions alive, to go forward with everything we've planned, only without me being the figurehead.
You can do it. You must.
[ Mustang reaches up, placing his hands to her face, placing his thumbs on her jaw, his fingers flattening against her cheeks. Realizing suddenly what he's doing, he takes his hands away, breathing shallow and trembling. ]
I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that.
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I'll do my best, colonel.
[ She says it quietly, her eyes focused intently on his. ]
No. You shouldn't have.
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[ It’s not a joke, he means it and genuinely expects her to live up to his order.
Roy returns her gaze, wishing he’d kept his hands where they’d been, drowning in her chocolate eyes and stifling the urge to lean into her and kiss both eyelids to feel them beneath his lips.
Instead, he straightens, chest out and shoulders back.
The elevator stops at the floor leading to the Up. Mustang tilts his head to indicate they should exit now. ]
I apologize, Lieutenant. Where are we going?
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I'll do my best to report as much as possible about the advancement of old age to keep you happy.
[ She gestures down the street and leads off again, heading her apartment building. Riza is still getting used to the city, but she knows her way back at the very least. ]
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I appreciate your cooperation, Lieutenant.
[ He follows her, his eyes magnets attracted to her steely ass. It's a fine ass, one he once hoped to nail. Now he's grateful it never happened. She's so much more than that. ]
I don't suppose you have something to eat?
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[ A short confirmation that yes, there will be food to sate his hunger. And to help him recover from the cold. She drops into silence, her eyes scanning the street ahead of them in case there might be someone or something to pose a threat. Of course, there isn't. ]
I don't know if you've noticed...
[ She murmurs under her breath. ]
There's quite a lot of surveillance in the Up.
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That and he’d by lying were he to claim he wasn’t hungry.
When she points out the people on guard, people he’d hardly been aware of because they were ubiquitous in the military, he does note a remarkable amount of such people.
A new thought breaches the surface. Roy remembers wondering about her furtiveness on “rescuing” him and played along because she was his, and while her specialty had been keeping him alive... and oh, how he wanted to raise hell with her, but he couldn’t.
Not here and not yet. Still, Mustang needs to know. He needs to understand how furious he should be.
At least their heads are close enough to speak discreetly. ]
Lieutenant. Did you break any laws to get me out of there?
[ What all had he missed when they sedated him? ]
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Not as far as I'm aware, no.
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[ Now that Riza mentioned "the Up", Mustang realized how much the people here meant by it. Many of the buildings, unlike those of Amestris, towered over them in what looked like at least twenty-stories. While he knew these people to be advanced technologically, he hadn't expected superior architecture. ]
You live in one of these?
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[ Grump! Not that she begrudges the lieutenant his vices, but it seems like such a strange delineation of society. Though, perhaps not any less strange than wealth, nobility, or military rank. ]
We're almost there.
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[ While thankful for the coat, his feet are cold and beginning to turn as blue as the gown he wears.
But he seeing Riza in her finery unsettles him in a way he finds utterly enthralling. The earrings add a touch of femineity that he rarely sees, and oh... he can’t wait to see her, to watch her make lunch or maybe dinner.
Maybe. ]
That’s dress looks... nice. On you.
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You're picking an odd time to get sentimental on me, Colonel. Not my usual style, but it'll do for now.
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