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TDM #17
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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 clear plastic top and pants along with clear plastic boots 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 wet and rainy. Very, very rainy. |
» » » ALL ABOARD
 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. |
« « « RAIN RAIN GO AWAY
 (cw: aphro, dub-con, violence, marking)Ice and chilly weather have begun to give way to rain instead, with overcast skies and dark clouds a seemingly constant sight. While the overabundance of rain is an annoyance and comes with the usual series of problems, such as leaky ceilings, mold growth, and gutters or storm drains overflowing, this time the rain carries with it another problem altogether. A weather advisory warning is broadcast to every device, as well as on news networks and radio. The rain, at least for a few days, is not ordinary rain. Whether you're in the Up or the Down, when the water hits clothing it eats away at it. The more water it absorbs, the more the material disintegrates until the wearer is left naked. When the rain comes in contact with skin (or is ingested) the effects seem to differ depending on where you are in Duplicity. In the Up, it's relatively harmless and merely has an aphrodisiac effect, leaving individuals feeling hot and bothered, more sociable and touchy feely. Those in the Down, however, are not so lucky. As the rain seeps through the soil from the Up, it ends up laced with toxins, causing a range of less pleasant side effects for anyone unfortunate enough to come into contact with it. Aside from the aphrodisiac, those who get caught in the rain may develop an uncomfortable, itchy rash, leaving them looking rather spotty for a few days. Those who can't resist scratching at themselves will find a newfound pleasure to the relief it brings and start to crave the feeling or sight of similar marks. In worst case scenarios, individuals will become addicted to marking themselves and others, perhaps even to the point of breaking skin. Effects may last for several hours after exposure and will stack with repeated exposures. In all cases, getting off will bring temporary relief but will not alleviate the symptoms entirely. Plastic coverings seem to be unaffected by the rain and, as word spreads, the Natives in Duplicity form a mad rush buying up umbrellas. Unless a character is lucky, they may find themselves unable to purchase - or even borrow - one. Theft of umbrellas becomes widespread in the Down, often escalating to violence, and even the Up isn't safe from thugs trying to steal and resell this suddenly hot commodity. There's another side to all of this, however. Due to the shortage of umbrellas, it isn't uncommon to see Dom/Sub pairs sharing umbrellas together. If anything, it's encouraged as a means to strengthen their bond. Enterprising Subs and Doms alike may even sell their "services" to escort individuals who would otherwise end up soaked. |
« « « SUPPLEMENTAL INCOME
 (cw: substance abuse, altered states, coercion, fluids, physical body changes)A new "holistic" pharma company named SQuIRT is opening up in Duplicity and is paying a pretty penny for people to trial run their new line of supplements. These supplements are supposed to increase a person's vitality and energy levels, but the side effects are what the company is really looking out for. Some of the side effects aren't so bad and could include:
While others might find their own reaction to be a little more severe:
Subjects must take the supplements for at least a week, otherwise they'll receive no compensation for their troubles. All new arrivals will find themselves automatically enrolled in these trials, whether they want to be or not, and expected to report to the clinic. Of course they don't have to take the supplements, but the payout is certainly enticing, especially for those unfortunate enough to be branded Submissives. |
« « « STICKY FINGERS
 (cw: violence)Crime runs rampant in the Down as always but now, with the nastier side effects of the rain creating an ongoing problem, some unsavory types are sneaking their way into the Up where the effects aren't so hazardous. The result is an uptick in crime in places that are usually considered safe. Be careful how you carry yourself - and your valuables. Those who look like easy pickings may find their pockets empty. Cameras in public areas are being vandalized as well, while homes and businesses are seeing a rise in graffiti. Most of the graffiti is merely obscene, but some is outright seditious. Good luck explaining the latter to the authorities if you happen to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. One of the smaller gangs that has a presence in the Down is taking particular advantage of the rain's disruption to expand their territory into the Up. Known as the Bulldogs, their members are young men and they have a reputation for violent muggings and assaults - mainly targeting Submissives. They loiter in groups near the train and the elevator between the Up and the Down to ambush the alone and unwary. At night, they also prey on those walking home from bars or clubs who may not fully have their wits about them. In addition to beating up their victims for money, some of the Bulldogs are engaging in an informal competition over who can steal the most umbrellas - with bonus points awarded for whatever else they feel like. LIERs are worth double points by default, so watch out! |
« « « 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: Players can choose whether to assign their character as a Dominant or Submissive on this TDM for the Door Pass for March Applications only. For May's Application round, threads started here may be used as samples however they will not be eligible for a Door Pass in May. Characters will need to use a thread from May's TDM, using those Door Pass rules, for an application after the March round. 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! THERE WILL BE NO APPLICATION ROUND IN APRIL Please remember to mark any necessary content, and have a good time!! |
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i'll let you get back to not doing that?
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Yep, not doing that.
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no harm, no foul.
encrypted.
so we're both thinking about it then
encrypted.
( 😇 )
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009-B has sugar.
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( let it be known that on this day, like many other days, archie andrews has no flipping clue what he's doing. he stares at his device for a good two minutes ( closer to three ) and gnaws on the inside of his cheek. he's weighing the cons of the anxiety building in him and the pros of not tossing and turning ( see: rubbing himself raw ). he holds the screen against his chest, then rolls over the edge of the bed to rummage for a t-shirt and pants. distinguishing between what's the supplement and what's the rain is impossible. he needs to stop giving his ponchos away to shoulder the burden of sexual frustration.
he should call reggie or betty. that's what the only functioning part of his brain chips in with. archie ignores it. he doesn't want to be lectured, here. he wants to feel better than existing for an hour—good, that's where the bar is. he wants to feel good. not nothing, not fine. good. and if he's going to do be here, why limit himself? why not toss himself into heavy currents? he flails from one extreme to the other.
he leaves the letterman's jacket in his closet, it feels a little too on the nose to parade around in it.
god, he hopes william gave him the right room number. it's not going to be hard to explain why he's standing in the hall, leaning into the doorjamb after knocking, cradling a mug in one hand and chewing at the thumbnail of the other. he doesn't want to deal with fumbling sheepishly through a lie. when the door comes open, his only explanation is, ) I couldn't find a measuring cup.
( he's not a complete deer-in-headlights. )
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literally moving his hand through the flame from a nonexistent lighter.
he has time to think about it, but in this case, it doesn't do him any good. he's half hard, with thoughts of a chiseled 18 year old in his head when that 18 year old knocks.
he doesn't drag his feet, he just opens his door. )
I don't have sugar.
( His hand wraps around the t-shirt and tugs Archie inside, closing the door behind them. )
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there’s not enough of a window for archie to deliberate and bail. he’s alone in the hallway and then at once, inside, pulled up close and personal ( probably because he doesn’t have the good sense to use his feet as an anchor ) into william’s space as the door clicks shut behind him. he curls his fingers around the mug, it's obviously a ruse, doesn't mean he wants to pause and pick up ceramic shards off the floor. the other braces high on william's chest, stabilizing himself on his shoulder. )
I'm not here for the stupid sugar.
( he doesn't have a handle on what he's here for, not down to a science ( he's real bad at the sciences anyway ). archie's just painfully aware of the hand in his shirt, close but not close enough, nearly touching him. an almost heat, almost relief. it's the thrill of being yanked into a stranger's room when said stranger is roughly double his age, give or take, it's the danger of putting himself in a questionable scenario. if he doesn't want archie to stare at his mouth, he should say something. do something. )
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but there close, archie is right there, a heat resonating between them, archie's eyes locked on his mouth. )
This is a bad idea.
( he licks his lips, pushing archie forward up against the door, bringing his mouth close. )
But I want this.
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I’m full of them. ( more of an exhale than a confession. he’s done for when his shoulder blades connect with wood.
he drops the mug, doesn’t sound like it busts into fragments but something breaks off. he needs that palm for the back of william’s neck like he needs to taste him. as badly as he wants to tear at him from being wound up for hours, he kisses him like it’s a puzzle he’s not sure he fits into. )
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he cradles his ass, protectively, but also to feel his ass. his body is as chiseled as his features as he runs a hand along archie's chest and lower, fingers delicately running down his happy trail, hooking onto the end of his waistline. )
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he means to lick into william’s mouth, instead his head thuds back against the door. he doesn’t whine so small miracles, but it’s probably apparent he feels pretty wrecked without much stimulation. archie tips his face down to look, uses his other hand as leverage the at small of william’s back to push his own hips against him.
he splays the hand out on his neck, thumb venturing out to brush a line down william’s throat. not squeezing, just holding. then he does cover william’s mouth with his, parting his lips with an urgent tongue. )
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deft hands work at the button of archie's pants as his tongue meet's archie's, fighting languidly for domination. he goes with the pace archie sets reaching his hand inside his underwear to work at finally relieving archie, whose name he realizes he believes is andrews.
he pumps once as he frees archie completely, breaks the kiss and moves to archie's neck, kissing, licking, nibbling, all while working archie. )
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( shitfuckgoddamnjesuschrist )
— that's the supplements, intensifying everything down to the teeth and lips on his neck.
except he's not this guy, the one that takes without reciprocation. )
I want... ( excuse the groan that clips his articulation. he's not emboldened enough to tug william's sweatpants ( and underwear??? ) down in one go but he does reach for him, palming and then cupping the outline of his dick through cotton. he wants to watch and he can't see. he should stroke but archie squeezes him slightly, a means to get his attention to stammer a demand. ) The couch. Now.
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william tilts his head back, breath heavy. ) You want. ( his other hand grips the back of his neck, as if to encourage his articulation. what is it archie wants. to stop? to kick this entire overdrive or something increasingly more masculine? he palms william through his pants. and then he says that.
william nods, pulling at archie, waiting for him to pull off his pants and underwear, or to step out of them before tugging him before through the foyer into the living room, backing himself up toward the couch. archie says so william does and the dynamic shifts.
and man does that turn william on )
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his dick’s already out. keeping his pants on feels like dialing it back to the beginning — nervous knee-bumps and flash fire grins, which this isn’t.
he steps on his converse and kicks them off in short order, then hooks his thumbs under his boxers, shucking off both denim and cotton in one movement. his fingers hover at his own shirt for a moment, considering the scars he doesn't want to explain and he grasps at the hem of william's instead. yeah, being next-to-naked makes this more real for him so why not level the playing field? he's more committed to chasing him, following each step with his own and walking into him, rather than allowing him his space. archie's after his mouth and his jaw, and anything else he can get his hands on. not limited to his ass but he's unabashedly going to see what that's like, corralling him in with his body.
the couch is right there, not that he knows what to make of it. is he supposed to straddle william? flip them? what's he even into? )
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he thinks archie is going to take over, but, instead, he stops, staying right in his personal space but not making a move. and maybe, maybe it's his age, but maybe it's also inexperience. so, first, william removes his own shirt, evening the level of skin but in the opposite way.
archie's deft fingers find his ass and he's close again, capturing his mouth, testing these waters before breaking the kiss. )
Are you okay?
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( why does that feel so disgracing to say out loud? his hands withdraw up to william's hips. he doesn't want to talk but if they are, then it's probably better if he's not gripping him to try to grind against him. doesn't feel better, he disagrees with the logic. )
I'm pretty sure I can pick you up and manhandle you. ( he scans him with his eyes, evaluating that once more and confirming it. ) But am I supposed to climb you? I wanted to see what you were doing, watch your face. Got away from me after that. I'm thinking about this way too much.
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( he could still grind, unless his head is still everywhere. with every grind, he's driven a little bit more crazy.
william is joking, for the record, only busting his chops lightly. )
Yeah. Climb me. ( his mouth is dry, tongue resting against his lower lip, eyes finds archie's lips, his eyes, his erection. ) Any of it. All of it. But, nothing has to happen. It's not supposed to. It's just happening. Let go, Andrews. What do you like. What do you want?
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but he says climb me and archie's head jerks up, playful smile replaced with determination. hook, line, sinker. his palms travel higher up his bare abdomen, navigating by touch because he's not breaking eye contact when he shoves william backward. one firm push and his own knees hit the cushions next, boxing him in. he's hovering, one hand on the back of the couch. he has to tip william's face up with his thumb and index finger at his jaw. )
To sit on you. ( maybe like that, maybe not. ) I wanna feel you come apart because of me. I want to taste you. ( their opposite states of undress are problematic currently, but they can fix that. ) I want everything.
But uh...I might be bad at it.
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Fanfare and then...
( Let down, right? But his hands run up Archie's sides, drawing along his front. )
You shouldn't be worried. Sex is about feeling good. And it's not everyone knowing what they're doing. Is it because I'm a guy?
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( it's possible that this conversation that he started is too sobering and being a little shit is an easy fallback. he's also been way too amped up for too long. he sinks down, settling onto william's thighs. )
It's because you're a guy, ( archie repeats, fingers slipping to find his shoulders and smooth back down his front. mirroring william a little, insofar that it means he can curl his fingers beneath his waistband. he glances back up in question first. )
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