duplicitymemes | TDM #17

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TDM #17

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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 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:

Prolonged erections
Lactation in both men and women
Size enlargement of breasts or genitals
Copious amounts of ejaculate or sexual fluids
Sudden interest in previously unexplored kinks

While others might find their own reaction to be a little more severe:

Shrinkage of breasts, genitals, or entire being
Inability to cum
Uncontrollable hair growth or hair loss
Temporary loss of one or more senses
Spontaneous weeping

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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Strange things tended to happen in this world. He knew about that quite well since he’s been here long enough. The Jedi had been minding his own business though when he could feel the panic nearby.

Upon seeing a young lady having a wardrobe malfunction, which Jyn actually had as well some months back, he was quick to act. Before Phoebe even asked he was shedding his cloak and putting it around her.

The small witch was swimming in the cloak, but she was grateful for the cover. She released her new assets and pulled the front of the cloak around her with a sigh of relief. "Thank you. I don't know what happened..."

“It’s not the first time something like that has happened here,” Obi-Wan says with some sympathy.

“In fact my dominant had the same problem once.” And yes if she looks she will find the man has a mark on his neck as well as a black collar with a glittering crystal hanging from it.

“Actually, if you like, I think I can help you with your shirt as well.”

"Dominant... I'm still not used to that."

Phoebe shook her head, still looking very flushed. The warmth she was feeling just had to be because of the cloak, right? She gave the stranger a smile. "Thank you, you're very kind."

“It will take some time,” Obi-Wan admits with a soft smile. As she accepts his offer he motions her to follow him. Leading her into the Down where at least she wouldn’t have as much trouble, and it’s where he lived.

“You must be new here.”

Phoebe scoffs a laugh as she follows, careful not to trip over the robe. "Yup. And what a fun arrival that was." She rolled her eyes.

“They certainly have a way with hospitality don’t they?” Clearly sarcasm as he more than remembers when he first arrived. Being stripped down and marked with this thing on his neck. Dooming him to live in the lower rungs of society. It wasn’t a pleasant experience to be sure, and undoubtably not for her either.

“My name is Obi-Wan Kenobi,” he then offers as they walk. Keeping his pace slow so that she’s not more likely to trip.

"Oh yeah. Five stars, I must tell my friends." She really enjoys talking to someone who understands sarcasm. It helps distract her from how sensitive her expanded breasts are and how the fabric brushing against them with every step feels.

"Phoebe Halliwell. It's nice to meet you, Obi-Wan."

He chuckles a little at that and smiles when she gives her name. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Phoebe.”

Though he picks up on the fact that there’s something else bothering her. A topic he tried to broach carefully as they cross a street and head down another.

“Tell me, is there something you may have consumed recently that’s a bit out of the ordinary? Something that may have led to your predicament?”

Oh... yeah, he's definitely noticing that something is wrong. This is embarrassing. She flushes, looking down.

"Uh... they signed everyone up for some program to test some new line of supplements."

“Oh... I see,” he says with a frown and a soft sigh. It was hard enough for people coming in. Why did they have to make it even more so with things like this?

“That would explain it. In this world you have to be careful with what you eat and drink sometimes as they can have... side effects.”

Which made it all the more urgent that he get her somewhere safe to ride this out. Someone could easily take advantage of a submissive in such a state and he would be remorse not to look out for her.

“Come, we’re almost there.”

She sighs, clearly regretting her life decisions. "Yes, well, I think it's safe to say I've learned my lesson."

Ride it out is right. She isn't sure where any of this is heading but she knows she doesn't want to be out on the street when it hits... even if the thought of that is a little exciting... what the hell is happening to her?!

It’s a hard lesson to learn. But one that ultimately everyone does in a rather short amount of time. Yet usually not quite this quickly. Obi-Wan felt bad that she had to discover the wiles of this world in such a way.

Soon enough the Jedi brings her to an industrial looking apartment building. A set of elevators greeting them as they walk through the doors.

“Go to the basement floor and wait for me there. I’m going to get something for you to wear.”

That is if she even felt like wearing anything at this point.

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She should have known better, really. She'd learned harsher lessons as a witch... she was also just a Californian and herbal supplements weren't bad for you! Ugh.

She nodded, "Thank you. Really." Following his directions, she headed down to the basement. Once she was there and alone, she dropped the cloak on a chair so she could inspect the damage done to her blouse. Half the buttons were gone and the front was torn... the thing was a total loss. Groaning, she pulled the shirt off and carefully removed her bra from where it ended up below her enlarged breasts. They were incredibly sensitive, so she had to move slowly to avoid exacerbating things. Obi-Wan may or may not return before she'd finished and pulled the cloak back on.

The space she found herself in was a large one. It was most certainly a flat with an open concept. A little kitchenette to one side, a door also leading to a bathroom. There was a sitting area in the middle of the space with sofas and a table. A cleared out area where the Jedi practiced with his lightsaber and a meditation nook in the corner. There was also a large bed in a partially sectioned area.

The place had a calm aura about it and it was very zen, as well as minimalistic. Mostly just having the necessary things but tastefully arranged and kept neat. There were some plants here and there as well. Other than that there were very few personal effects.

Obi-Wan meanwhile went to the upper level. Jyn was at work but he was comfortable going about her space, knowing where to find her clothes. Phoebe was about the same size as her so she should fit well. He knew his dominant wouldn’t mind as he selected one of her largest and loosest fitting shirts to accommodate Phoebe’s sudden endowedness.

Eventually the elevator opened on the basement level again and he stepped out. “I think this should work for you.”

It did, indeed, have a calm aura. The calmness helped ease the feelings rising within her. This was awkward... How the hell was she going to keep herself in check if everything was going haywire?!

She was so distracted that she didn't hear the elevator ding. It wasn't until she heard his voice that she realized she wasn't alone any longer. The flush in her face increased and she tried to cover herself. The movement served to exacerbate everything, but she was still embarrassed. "Shit! Obi-Wan... I'm sorry... I... Thank you..." Awkwardly, she tried to cover herself as best as she could with her hands and arms.

Well that sure is something. Obi-Wan pauses and blinks as he more than gets an eyeful of her breasts before she tries to cover them up. The Jedi clearing his throat as a bit of a blush comes to his cheeks.

“It’s... quite all right,” he stammers a little before offering the shirt.

“Fortunately my dominant is about the same size you are.” He then pause a moment before continuing. “If you need anything else just let me know, and I promise I won’t look if... you know.” He gestures at her with some embarrassment.

She takes the shirt, her face flushed nearly scarlet. Sighing, she covers herself with it, not pulling it on just yet. Sinking onto the couch, she drops her head into her free hand.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what's coming over me. I'm not normally like this, I swear. I'm just... I feel..." She pauses, not sure there's a diplomatic way to say how she feels. Swallowing, she shakes her head. "Well, suffice to say I don't feel like myself."

“You feel aroused,” Obi-Wan finishes for her rather bluntly as he steps away to the kitchenette.

“It won’t be the last time, believe me. It’s what they want here after all. For everyone to have sex that is. Drugs is just one more way to encourage that.”

There’s a soft clinking sound as he takes a couple cups from the cabinet. “Do you like tea? I promise none of what I have has side effects.”

Well, that's one way to say it. She makes a face, wincing dramatically and nods. "Yeah... yeah that's it."

Sighing, she slumps back against the cushions. "I love tea, thank you." Pausing, she added, "Why are they doing this? I mean... I got the cliffnotes when I got here but it doesn't make any sense to me."

Glad to hear she likes tea, he smiles and puts on some water to boil. Waiting for the kettle to do it’s thing, he riffles through his collection of varying teas.

“Is there anything you like in particular?” Because he has choices! If not he will just pick one for her.

“As for why, it’s rather simple really. They’re looking for some gene and apparently the only way to find it is to have sex. Not that I approve of any of this, far from it. There is a quota we have to meet every month and they’re not above forcing us to get their results if we don’t cooperate.”

She grumbles, opting to leave the shirt draped over her chest rather than risk stimulating anything further by putting the shirt on properly. With any luck tea would calm things down and she wouldn't feel so damned awkward.

"Ah, no. No, anything is fine." She's not going to be picky. She has a few thoughts, actually, but none of them were anything that came in a store bought tea bag. "This is all just horrible! Quotas for sex... we're not animals!"

“In their eyes we might as well be, I suppose.” He shakes his head with a sigh. He had come to push many of these thoughts to the back of his mind as he just tried to live here peacefully. But seeing newcomers and their distress always seemed to bring them out again.

“Unfortunately there’s not much to be done about it, especially those of us who have been designated as submissives. Contracting with a dominant is the best way for us to survive. Particularly since you will get punished for that as well if you don’t.”

Obi-Wan opted for some chamomile and mint tea, deciding it would be soothing for Phoebe’s distressed state.

"This place just sounds better and better."

She slumps lower on the couch with a sigh. Have to meet a sex quota. Have to contract, with a dominant. Have to do this, have to do that... "Is there anything they don't punish us for?"

“Sometimes one must play along to get along,” Obi-Wan says with some sympathy.

The water was finally boiling so he began to pour it so that the tea could steep. Also putting a touch of honey in both of the cups.

“As of yet I’ve not run into any trouble. But I contracted quickly and have had no difficulty meeting their quota. So long as you can at least put up a front of cooperation they won’t bother you.”

He then walks towards the sofa and offers her a steaming cup. “Here, this may help you relax a bit.”

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