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TDM #18


« « « 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 quite pleasant for once actually. Sunny and warm. How nice.



» » » 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.


« « « BACK ON TRACK




With the train system up and running again after the damage that was done to it thanks to the Rubies, Duplicity’s Department of Transportation has decided to partner with LIEs and their Orientation program for the next batch of new arrivals being processed at the facility. Their aim is to raise a bit of money to help cover the cost of repairs and much needed construction, and they’ll be enlisting the help of LIERs — whether they want to volunteer their time or not.

There aren’t many vehicles in Duplicity, but those who do own cars or even motorcycles are encouraged to take advantage of the warming weather by coming out to get a free washing, courtesy of the city’s first official charity car wash. Should anyone care to make a donation, all proceeds will be going to benefit continuing restoration efforts at the various stations that were impacted by last month’s events. Of course, new LIERs aren’t the only ones invited to volunteer their time and efforts to soaping up some chrome — and there might be some fun perks involved for anyone who pitches in to help get these cars all squeaky clean.


« « « ZOOM ZOOM


(cw: aphro, voyeurism, exhibitionism, public humiliation, fluids, coercion, dub-con, transactional sex)




Even though Duplicity is a place ripe with debauchery and filth in many regards, that doesn’t mean that those who have the means to own vehicles aren’t inclined to keep them clean. Targeting those who clearly have cash to spare, the car wash in the Up put on by the Department of Transportation is an enticing spectacle to behold, whether one is having their vehicle catered to or not.

Volunteers are encouraged to strip down to underwear or a swimsuit and get scrubbing! If they don’t have something skimpy to wear, don’t worry — there are spare hot pants and bikinis to go around. Hoses, buckets, and a variety of colorful liquid soaps have all been provided as well, along with sponges for washing - although using one’s own soaped up body is even better - and towels for drying.

Getting all sudsy and wet seems to come with some added effects depending on which soap is used, such as:
  • Lowered inhibitions/increased libido
  • Substantial increase in production of bodily/sexual fluids (saliva/lactation/cum etc.)
  • Wanting to be humiliated
  • Voyeurism
  • Willingness to engage in public sexual displays
Some of these cars are going to get dirtier before they get clean. But who doesn’t love a show? In fact, one of the services offered is a bit of backseat action with the volunteers, anything from riding the gear shift to stationary road head. Car owners may request to have volunteers get it on in the back while they watch via a dashcam set up on the rearview mirror. It may seem counterintuitive considering the point of a car wash is to clean the vehicle, but engaging in such an act could earn a pretty penny for the fundraiser.

There are other tasks to do at the car wash aside from, well, scrubbing vehicles with your body. Volunteers are also needed to collect donations, greet those who come to the event, hold signs to advertise and entice passerbys, help direct people where to go, etc. These volunteers are encouraged to wear as little as possible or white clothes, especially if they want to enter the wet t-shirt contest held at the end of the day.

All those who participate in the contest will receive tickets for admission to a drive-in movie coming to a parking lot in the near future.


« « « STATION MASTER


(cw: public sex)

To celebrate the return of regular train service, for a limited time, special cards with a magnetic stripe are handed out to riders. At first, it might be unclear what they’re for, but printed on one side is a list with every station between the Up and the Down. Inquire further and their purpose will become a little more obvious: “check-ins” at each station, with special prizes handed out to the riders who manage to achieve a minimum of five (the most common of these being a complimentary night for them and a plus one, if desired, at the Stay and Play Hotel).

However, checking in won’t be quite as simple as a single swipe of one’s card. Scanning the card at any turnstile will offer up a specific sex act that riders must complete, either on the train itself or, if they’re quick, in the station before hopping on. Some acts might only require one person — solo masturbation to orgasm, for example. Others may demand two or even three participants. Better hope you’ve found a riding buddy, or even a possible friendly stranger, because all acts must be completed by the time the train reaches its final stop in the Down before looping back to the Up.


« « « ESCORT ESCAPADES


(cw: coercion)

Following the recent conflict that took place in the Down, LIEs has begrudgingly ceded control of the lower portion of the city to the Rubies and other gangs. Although some territory, including the public housing for LIERs, remains neutral, the area on the whole is seedier than ever. Thanks to this development, LIEs has decided to pair new Submissives up at Orientation with a Dominant to escort them safely to their housing in the Down. Whether the Dominant is just as green as the Sub they’re escorting or a longtime Duplicity resident, adhering to the buddy system is necessary in these tumultuous times. There may also be a few instances where Submissives are paired with one another and entrusted to the care of a native Dominant to help them to their new place of residence. Regardless of who goes with who, no one is to end up going home alone!

Of course, in the spirit of matchmaking, Dominants are encouraged (if the chemistry is right) to spend the night with their Submissive charge, either in the Down or, if the Dominant is feeling generous, back at their place. If they wind up getting it on, both will receive $50 deposited to their bank accounts the next day. Sure, it may not seem like much, but for Submissives especially, who have nothing, it’s better than being empty-handed.



« « « 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 live in the country or out in nature, they’re a Submissive. If your character is a city slicker or would like to be, they’re a Dominant.

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!

Test Drive threads can be used as activity proofs for characters currently in-game.

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




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saints: (🌙 hot lips.)

[personal profile] saints 2021-06-16 05:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[ gwen's fingertip touches his throat, and like an animal that knows trust, he leans into it, lets her finger run the tattooed line that leads down to his collarbones and drops off after that. her fingertips are resting on his chest and in an instant he takes them in hand, which is shaking. and a little clammy by the by. his eyes look down a long moment, taking it in. he's bringing her palm up now, slinging one of her arms around his shoulder and pocketing his phone so his other hand can rest softly on her cheek. ]

Didn't mean to ruin your badass plans to come and join me where the air quality sucks but the magic is electrifying.

[ multiverse hopping and it was going to be epic. the idea that gwen could have one day maybe buzzed his doorbell makes him both giddy and sick because they're just here and even though they make here work, they make this city work, it still twists his stomach up in knots. ]

This dumb city missed me a little too much. Lucky us... [ with a choked up laugh ] So... Gwen... [ quieter, a whisper, pushing his forehead to hers, lifting her bangs up with the nudge as he noses in close. he can feel the faint tremoring of the other submissives around them, mostly new, waiting for their own designated dominant escort. maybe a little selfishly, he pulls in closer, seeks her protection even when he's too tall for it. ]

Will you take me home? Catch me up? [ he presses his lips together in a brief line, nerves. ]
Edited 2021-06-16 17:58 (UTC)
extent: (tya38)

[personal profile] extent 2021-06-16 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
You've been here before.

( the last piece of the puzzle slides into place — he's heard all of this from others in the city, the same people disappearing and cropping back up, the timelines, multiverses, all of that. so the theory makes sense to him at least, even though he's never paid too much attention to the details. nick isn't the kind that wants to understand this place, he just wants to survive.

it already feels easier to do that with fingers pressed into the back of his neck, a motion so familiar his body already knows how to respond to it. some of the tension unknots in nick's shoulders before he even notices that he's wound taut and ready to snap. )


I missed you, so fucking much. ( and he can't feel guilty about that for very long, not when tris is ducking these light little kisses all over his face and it he lets it, it almost feels like they're just eighteen and stupid again.

something a little left of embarrassment colours his cheeks at the mention of dominants and he nods, quick and dismissive. it's not like he's never going to bring- some things up, he just thought he might be able to get away with a few more moments without addressing the messy interwoven web of a personal life he leads. )
Yeah, yeah. I uh— live with him, near the beach. And a job too, if you can believe it.
gwenzelle: (bx18)

[personal profile] gwenzelle 2021-06-16 07:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[ it's too easy to move where he guides her, her arm curled over his shoulder and her other hand moving to rest on his side, bunching in the fabric of his shirt, encouraging him closer. and of course there's some small, quiet part of her brain chanting wait, wait, wait, because she can already feel herself getting caught up in this, but it's drowned out by the rush of everything else she's feeling, having him this close again. it's nowhere near as easy as just slipping back into how things were, she knows that, but she's selfish enough to soak in everything he's giving her right now. and she might be out of practice, but that muscle memory is still there, deep down, making her lift on her toes just the slightest bit she needs to so that he doesn't have to curl up too far to keep his forehead pressed to hers.

he's too close for her eyes to actually focus on his, but she's trying, because the alternative is letting them fall shut and she's not ready for that either. she nods, smiling faintly, her hand sliding up to rest on the back of his neck, squeezing gently before it ends up in his hair. which is very counterproductive to the fact that she just agreed to take him home, which requires moving. a good amount more moving than it used to, when she still lived in her house in the up and was just a taxi ride away.
]

I've got a place in the Down now, we'll have to take the train. [ that's not an answer to his question, like, at all ] I mean, yes. Yeah. I've got you. [ it's slow-going, and it's obvious she'd much rather just be pushing up onto her toes just that tiny bit more it would take so she could press her lips to his, but instead she's rocking back, stepping out of his personal space until the only point of contact that's left is her fingers lacing up between his so she can hold onto his hand, already moving. ]

C'mon.

[ because she has no patience, really, and the whole fucked up screening process to get onto the train is much more annoying than it usually is, just taking up way too much of their time that they could be spending in much better ways. she keeps her hand in his the whole way, shoulders bumping, but she doesn't let herself start explaining anything just yet. the people on the train, or along the few streets they need to walk, or in the hallway leading to her apartment, don't get to hear their conversation. she's not willing to jump into any kind of discussion while they're still out in public, especially not with how things are now in the down, with gang members listening in on anything they can to use it against people later. nope.

but she also... doesn't seem all that willing to jump into any kind of conversation once they're alone in her apartment either. it's the kind of apartment she could only ever dream of being able to afford back home, industrial and hipster and too big for one person ( and one cat ) to live in alone. not that she spends all that much time alone here, but, that's not the point.

the point is that tris' hand is still in hers and she's absolutely using that grip to tug him back in close again, stumbling right back into the position they were in not too long ago. well. not exactly- it was definitely more clumsy this time, and she's a little out of breath from being so focused on getting him to her apartment as quickly as possible, but that's okay.

she leans in, like maybe she's about to just drop any ideas of actually catching him up on anything, but her lips part just a breath away from his, resisting for who knows what reason. maybe it's one last attempt at something like self-preservation. who knows.
]

I missed you.
streetfighter: i got to do nothing! (please you got to crash a car)

network, un: rbec

[personal profile] streetfighter 2021-06-16 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Don't remember you, sorry. New blood.

How long's a while?
[ he's curious about the notion that people can go home just to get pulled back. ]
saints: (🌙 angelic.)

[personal profile] saints 2021-06-16 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
no sweat, rbec, it's cool.

about two years apparently. confusing as fuck, right?
streetfighter: it's been explained to me (yeah i get it bon jovi)

[personal profile] streetfighter 2021-06-16 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Twisted is the word I was thinking, but yeah.

Name's Raleigh. You mind a few more questions?
saints: (🌙 scheming.)

[personal profile] saints 2021-06-16 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
definitely another word for it. i have a whole list of them.

hit me with your questions, i've been around the block. it's been a while, but i'm catching up again. happy to help.
runningscams: (Scoundrel)

[personal profile] runningscams 2021-06-16 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He has an advantage for noticing where her attention is considering that he’s taller than she is. It only takes a look out of the corner of his eye to see that she turned toward him when they get to the elevator and only a slightly more focused glance to see that she’s appraising him. He offers a lopsided smile back to her.

He chooses not to say much of consequence while they’re in the elevator, since Qi’ra cited them specifically as a place where certain information was obtained. Who knew how they worked or what was built into them that he wasn’t privy to. ]


You’re already contracted. [ He should have know as much. She had been there more than a year and this place didn’t give many options apart from ‘playing along’, but he might have been disappointed by the news. He wasn’t quite sure how the contracts worked, specifically, even if he had a general idea of what they were. ] Good to know.

You haven’t brought anyone there and that makes me special, huh? [ Happy for the change of subject, he manages a cocky grin, it wider if a little less genuine then the smile on the elevator. ] I already knew that.
streetfighter: i'd be afraid to live in the town that she's the cop of, frankly (i don't think she'd make a good cop)

[personal profile] streetfighter 2021-06-16 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Hey, I know it's not what you were looking for. How about you let me buy you that drink.

I can kick off the interrogation by asking where around here's any good.
[ and uh hopefully it's still in business. ]
saints: (🌙 i dare you to say old again.)

[personal profile] saints 2021-06-16 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
depends, Up or Down?
Edited 2021-06-16 20:35 (UTC)
streetfighter: now you (first with these jagwagons)

[personal profile] streetfighter 2021-06-16 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
The Down's more my speed.
toplieutenant: (Smile Up)

[personal profile] toplieutenant 2021-06-16 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Of all the things they allowed us when we'd supposedly graduated their program, the ability to shed contracts was not one of them. [ she's rather conversational about it given that those restrictions have come back. ] You left just before we'd been here a year and, once you were gone, I didn't feel the need to follow the rigors of quota as strictly as we'd... well, as often as we'd been observing them.

[ it feels out of place to discuss them with him despite the fact that it's still han. recently, she's seen that people come back that are not the same as those that have been before and she has to remind herself that it's not exactly fair to put history on them that isn't theirs. ]

Unfortunately, with the recent war and the takeover of the Down, the Creator and his guards like to make sure we follow all their rules. So, even graduates are forced to adhere to those quotas again. [ she'd only just made it and only because she'd gotten lucky - no pun intended. she'd firmly intended to avoid it and face the consequences. ] But yes, the contract. She has her own life, her own people she goes to. I asked to contract with her because-- well, the Submissive women here have even less choice than the men.

[ he mentions being special and the look she gives him... ] You're certainly still sure of yourself.

[ but he isn't wrong. ]
vampirella: (0023)

[personal profile] vampirella 2021-06-16 08:58 pm (UTC)(link)
( Carmilla knows things could be worse, if already because she's lived through such shit already. this is obviously a step up from being hogtied to a computer chair, or living on thimbles of blood in a murky dungeon so your old fiancè can have his cake and eat it too. her mother isn't here to give her orders or expect her to groom girls for sacrifice, that's a definite point in Duplicity's favor.

but it still fucking sucks, and just not being the worst isn't enough for her to give this place a pass.
)

And where do you work? ( she's noncommittal, still, but hasn't ultimately abandoned just yet. it doesn't exactly seem like she's escorting Kisa anywhere, truth be told, more like they're coincidentally on the same stretch of sidewalk. )
lonesome_rodeo: (Jack 2)

[personal profile] lonesome_rodeo 2021-06-16 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Jack grinned at the other man’s self-deprecatin’ comment, watchin’ him stretch and look around. He looked around, too, eyeing the horizon for a possible landmark. Findin’ nothin’.

The grin still plastered to his face, Jack listened to Leonard’s logic and walked in step with the man. He couldn’t disagree with Leonard’s breakdown of their situation and the way the man strode down the street, all confident-like, gave Jack confidence in him. “Yeah, it was a nice buildin’ and I got the feelin’ that other new people lived in the same one.

They passed a few stores with crazy merchandise that Jack never saw before. He gestured in the direction of a window and asked, “What do think those ‘r for?”
vampirella: (00247)

[personal profile] vampirella 2021-06-16 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Hmm. She accepts the items with a frown, which might indicate disinterest or dislike. If it it were anyone else, anyway. Carmilla tends to frown even when she's in a good mood. The purple isn't her usual accent but it does suit gothic, doesn't it? She fits the blouse against her slim frame and shrugs. Passable.

"I need something to wear under this. I'm sure there's lingerie here somewhere." This place runs on sex, surely there's sexy lacy nothings that could be put on display underneath the iridescent sheer fabric. There's a passing consideration that trapped in this hellhole, maybe she doesn't need her boobs out, and that passing consideration is quickly rejected. The creeps that run this place can't control the way she dresses. She was dressing like a slutty goth gf before she got here, she refuses to change her style just because she's expected to fuck around here.
vampirella: (0046)

[personal profile] vampirella 2021-06-16 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Making out with hot redheads isn't generally seen as a huge hardship.

( Carmilla is shallow and pretty girls have always been her weakness. granted, all the dimwitted redheads that followed Laura around like a clueless army had left a slight stain on the hair color in general. Lenore has proven herself not to be dense as poundcake, even in the short amount of time they've been stuck together. so yes, she's willing to extend the offer, though a bit begrudgingly.

she just doesn't like being told what to do. it was bad enough having mother control her every move in life, now she's flashed back to her first days with fangs where a baron would keep her barely fed in his dungeon. and as if barely giving her enough blood to survive was doing her some kind of favor, he also expected her to be willing and compliant to whatever whim he had even as he kept a wife and family upstairs. Carmilla likes sex on her terms, anyone trying to control how she does it and who she does it with is bound to get pushback.

Carmilla winds a little closer to Lenore, her knees brushing the other woman, relenting ever-so-slightly in her stiff and disinterested posture to show she's being genuine.
)

Look. I don't make offers I don't mean. Take it or leave it. ( she's not going to make anyone kiss her, she just figures it's better to turn the system in their favor than butt their heads against it. )
vampirella: (00171)

yesssss come 2 meeeee

[personal profile] vampirella 2021-06-16 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
( Carmilla is only waiting for the elevator because teleporting with expensive booze doesn't work here. she's broken a few bottles trying. it's very frustrating, having to cart things around. even more frustrating is that she doesn't have access to Maman's wine cellar anymore. while she doesn't miss her mother and feels no remorse for the fact she maybe-kinda-hopefully killed her, damn does she wish she still had access to her mother's expensive vintage collection of wine and spirits.

her style vacillates wildly from hot goth girlfriend to something more rugged and rocker, and today she's on the punk side of the spectrum. she hadn't even bothered to take her sunglasses off, even though she's inside and away from the unforgiving beat of the sun. she's not as bad as some vampires when it comes to sunshine, but it does give her awful headaches. a creature of the night isn't meant to strike out during daylight hours.
)

Apparently so, ( she muses mildly, tone bored but not entirely unfriendly, unless sounding bored is a personal affront. to some people, it is. Carmilla finds it's usually boring people, too. she pulls off her sunglasses, closes the frames with her teeth, and looks Clary over properly. cute, if that were relevant at the moment. it's not. ) What gave me away, the brown bags? I would have thought the entire city would be half drunk to deal with the bullshit of existing here.
runningscams: (Default)

[personal profile] runningscams 2021-06-16 10:39 pm (UTC)(link)
It wasn’t a reflection of his opinion of Luke that made him qualify the purchase of the drinks, but rather a lifetime of dealing with the kind of people Han associated with. He couldn’t get too mad about it, though. He’d pulled the same thing on others when he was desperate enough.

And speaking of desperate, the food they rationed out to Submissives was worse than what he recalled them serving ‘en mass’ to Stormtroopers. Even a decent beer would be a nice break from the flavorless slop he’d been eating since he got here. Something to look forward to, even.

“My place isn’t far.” Han murmured. “You can follow or I can meet you at the bar. Makes no difference to me.”
runningscams: (Default)

[personal profile] runningscams 2021-06-16 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Han didn’t get caught up in the philosophical exercise of ‘was the man she remembered truly him’. He’s so egocentric that he believes that any Han Solo that could have been there must have been an extension of him. Maybe older. Maybe younger. But still him.

It’s because of this belief (whether right or wrong) that he feels a sadness when she refers to these things that had happened and he half wonders if these memories could return to him. He wouldn’t count on it, considering the way this place liked to meddle with the people living here, but maybe it could. Or he wouldn’t ever remember and it wasn’t worth worrying about. Either way, it seemed largely out of his hands. ]


Everyone should help people out here where they can. [ He believed that for now, anyway. ] It’s good that you can and do.

[ He turns his head just enough to see her regarding him again. Smiling in a way he knows she doesn’t do as often when he isn’t around. ]

I’m sure about us.
rowd: (Default)

samil ( original ) submissive

[personal profile] rowd 2021-06-16 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
all on display
( sam's directed towards public transport, but he doesn't step onto the train quite yet. instead, he stands outside of it in his paper gown that's--barely covering anything of his front let alone his ass, but he--doesn't seem that bothered by it at all.

instead, he's turning towards the first person who looks like they actually have even the slightest idea of what's going on here, and reaches out a hand to grab onto them. it's rougher than he means for it to be, restraint hindered by how goddamn off-guard waking up in front of two doors then getting stripped down had gotten him. it--isn't quite to the point of bruising, but his grip definitely feels a little close to it as he slumps his shoulders, leans in a little closer. )


Hey. ( a breath in, eyes going behind them for a moment before they lock on the person he's grabbed onto. raises a brow. ) What the fuck?

( that's as far as his eloquence goes. )

escort escapades
( the idea the city thinks he needs an escort is hilarious, but sam--doesn't comment on it aside from the ugly snort he gives during orientation when he hears them mention it. he knows better than to cause shit this early. knows to get his bearings first, figure out this place, then do whatever the hell he wants once he's gotten a good idea of how shit works here.

which he. doesn't yet. so he sides up to his assigned escort. slouches over, which doesn't do much for how goddamn tall he is, but it's some kind of effort at least. )


So what's the plan, boss? You take me back to my slummy motel room, we have very passionate--very grateful on my part--sex, then we go our separate ways?

( if it sounds like he's not taking it seriously, well. )
NETWORK un: samil
sup
anyone know where to get a good knife?
sharp, pointy, nice weight to it
i don't have any cash btw
hisfathersimage: (Grin)

[personal profile] hisfathersimage 2021-06-17 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
Luke was going to do one better and by Han something to eat as well.

"I'll come with you. I can wait outside, it's not a big deal." He isn't going to invite himself into Han's space (such as it is). "I've been by the public housing in the Down a few times. Also, I can sign a thing for you that lets you spend any money you earn! I can vouch for you to get a job too, it might make things easier."
requiemshark: (076)

all on display

[personal profile] requiemshark 2021-06-17 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ What the fuck. Sharkface goes rigid at the touch, good eye widening. Most of the time, people don't touch him. He's careful to keep his distance, to wear clothes that cover his arms and say fuck off in the small ways he can control. There's no erasing the line on his throat or how deep his scars go, but he chooses how he walks, how he holds himself. And most of the time, he's quick enough to dodge out of the way before other people get the idea they can touch him.

Not this time, though. This time, there's a man in one of those weird paper frowns looming over him, well over six feet tall, and Sharkface's first thought is fuck, they've grabbed a goddamn SPARTAN.

So, that's not good.

He twists, grabbing for the man's hand to break the hold. With force, if necessary. ]
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[personal profile] mercurie 2021-06-17 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
I'm certain if I was nauseous I could stagger my way to privacy. [ he prefers to look that sort of pathetic away from others anyway when he can. he already has so little control over his body, over his health, over his life in general. he knows his duties, but it doesn't mean he doesn't hate when he's a burden, especially on sam.

he leans over to pick up the plate, setting the pills down on the side of it and poking his fork into the food. none of it's appealing, but he knows he needs to eat something, so he puts a cautious bite into his mouth and chews. he gets through a few more before he has to set it tiredly aside again, popping the pills into his mouth and sipping water to get them down.

his glance flicks back up to sam, then, amusement returning to his expression. ]
My family's home is one of the most pretentious old houses I've ever seen. Good to know we won't have to fight a beast before we sleep tonight, though.
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[personal profile] mercurie 2021-06-17 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
Oh. I.. beg your pardon, but the mud..?

[ some kind of natural magic he's not familiar with?? ]
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[personal profile] the_real_mccoy 2021-06-17 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
He snorted and shook his head, "Sounds like I'm not the one with a swelled head around here. And I know her name, I was making a point. You usually don't get that far in conversation to learn a lady's full name. I do."

McCoy's amusement faded and he gave Jim a considering look, "Jim, tell me the truth. All that stuff they said, the contracts and the quotas and the punishments. They aren't just empty threats?"