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TDM #18
« « « TEST DRIVE MEME » » »
« « « ALL ON DISPLAY
» » » MAIN NAVIGATION « « «
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
![]() 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:
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
![]() 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
![]() 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!! |
Airy | Bravely Default | Submissive
U-Unacceptable!
[Sure, that might've been Agnès' catchphrase but that didn't mean Airy couldn't borrow it - there just wasn't anything else she could say that conveyed how offended she was. First of all? She was supposed to be dead. Her creator had devoured her so why was she alive and all in one piece? No limbs or wings missing? She'd consider it a miracle (hah) if she wasn't so utterly annoyed with what she's being forced to endure.
Somehow, with some sort of magic, she's been branded with a black line bisecting her throat, and no amount of rubbing seems to get rid of it. Second of all, she's had her clothes taken from her, white dress and all, only to be crudely stuffed into a literal paper lunch bag with holes cut for her limbs and wings. It's uncomfortable and ugly and she's absolutely furious about it, said wings flapping up a storm, making crinkling paper sounds as she erratically flutters to and fro in the Orientation Center. She's been told to wait for an escort, to take her to her new place of residence. Hah! How ridiculous.
She's not impulsive enough to flutter away though without one, not when she's completely and utterly alone in a foreign world. It's best if she waits for the person who's supposed to be her guide. It isn't as if she knows where she's meant to go. Even so that doesn't stop her from making a scene with tiny fists and legs kicking in the air as she mutters curses under her breath. She may be small, the size of a large doll really, an inch or two shy of a foot and a half in height, but it's clear from the way she holds herself in the air that she means business. It's only when she catches the eye of someone new nearby, walking in her direction, that she decides to flap her way over to them, hovering right in front of their face, her butterfly-esque wings shimmering under the fluorescent light.]
Hey! Are you my escort? I want to get out of this place already!
CAR WASH SALESMAN
[Airy might have had no choice when it came to helping with the car wash (strange vehicles at that, these cars were) but that didn't mean she was devoid of a choice as to how she could volunteer her time. Sudsing up her body and using herself as a sponge was completely out of the question, for numerous reasons, and so she's taken it upon herself to be a fluttering advertisement, holding up a small sign near the entrance. Being charming isn't a hard task for a creature like Airy, what with her shimmering wings and the occasional glittery, tinkerbell-esque sounds from the teeny scales of said wings when flapped excitedly. Of course, a little charm magic didn't hurt to use too, here and there, with passerbys who seemed like they might pass the event up.
Oh no. It was either shill for the car wash or end up being used as a scrub pad and Airy was determined not to end up the latter. Thus there's no hesitation in getting up in people's faces, smiling sweetly as she holds her handwritten sign. Who can resist the allure of a fairy, especially a cryst-fairy? Not many!]
Hey! You wouldn't pass this up, right? It's quite the spectacle!
[It's not like she's lying (for once)...what's happening behind her is quite the sight for anyone's eyes.]
AIR DRYING
[It had been foolish of her to think she could stay dry when so much water had been dumped and squirted about all afternoon. Sure, she'd made a valiant effort, but in the end mistakes had been made. Hosed down (albeit accidentally) the petite cryst-fairy was perched on an overturned pail, sulking as she sits and attempts to dry out her soaked wings in the sun. She looks miserable but can one really blame her, when she looks like a drowned, oversized moth, the white dress on her frame clinging and semi see-through, much to her displeasure. Unfortunately for Airy there's not much she can do except wait for the sun's rays to work its magic.
And unfortunately for anyone nearby her, they'll have to listen to her bitch as she kicks an ankle against the metal side of the bucket.]
That idiot...should've watched where they were aiming that hose...now look at me! I could've died! Oh my poor wings...
[Dramatic? Absolutely. She wouldn't have died. It'll take more than a bit of water to take out a menace like Airy.]
MIND THE GAP
[All she wanted to do was do a bit of exploring, to orient herself and start learning about where she was. The train seemed like the right way to go about doing just that...only now that she's actually on the station platform it seems like a bad idea. Everything seems hectic and crowded, with the usual hustle and bustle of a busy town but dialed up to eleven. Thankfully she can hover over most people's heads to make her way onto the train, the sliding doors mesmerizing her in the process. It's only when she's on the train car that she realizes her mistake, the doors shutting on the swallowtail ends of her wings, trapping her against them.
Whoops.
There's a high pitched shriek out of her as she begins to panic, afraid to wriggle too much lest she tear her wings in the process.]
Ah-! Oh nononono-! Let me out!
WILDCARD
[Want to write something else? Let's go for it! I'm down to clown. Leave me something here and I'll roll with it or feel free to hit me up at
Escorting a shitty fairy to her shitty home is a leaky hotel
Though he was surprised to find his new Submissive charge was so... demanding for her size. And also that she was her size in the first place. He offers a bright beam of a smile to her before motioning toward the exit. ]
I am and we shall! I am the one and the only Wataru Hibiki, at your service.
[ He loved her already... but what theater fan could not love a literal fairy?
even if she was wearing a paper bag.]It is quite a bit of a walk to the lift from here, will you be alright fluttering beside?
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He's clearly already enamoured, from the look on his face.]
Oh yes, I'll be quite fine. [Pause.] You'll carry that device they gave me though for me, will you?
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He was a bit sympathetic to her situation, though. What cruel fate for a fairy of her size to be transported here to a place full of men and women at least 4 times her size? Perhaps it was the Creator's way of shaking things up. He does worry though that it would be impossible not to hurt a woman so small. ]
Of course. That's easy enough; I doubt that paper bag has pockets!~
[ The idol takes the communicator to carefully fold it up into its much more compact size before tucking it away into the pocket of his obnoxiously colored floral shirt before he starts to walk. ]
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No, I can assure you it doesn't.
[Have pockets, that is. She watches him tuck her device away for her, glad to not have to hold it herself. There's a moment of silent appreciation from her as she takes in the print of his shirt. Flowers - always a good choice.]
You said your name's Wataru, yes? I'm Airy.
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What- Keep out of my face!
[The words are snapped, half-confusion, half-fear. That's... is that a fairy? Christ! The creatures they're bringing into this program are getting stranger by the day. How is she even supposed to function?]
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Except it's not convenient when she's being swatted at.]
D-Don't swat at me!
[She's high pitched but surprisingly not squeaky, as she dodges the hands coming her way, her own hands balling into fists as she waves them in the air.]
How dare you! How rude-!
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[He'd technically been given a name, but he's hoping it isn't hers. She's... hmm. Potentially tugging at his more eldritch senses, and he really doesn't want to have to deal with wanting to feed on her.]
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[Ahh she can feel her blood boiling already. What was this guy's problem?]
And I wasn't throwing myself at your face. I was a respectable distance. What are you, skittish?
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Mind the Gap (take 2)
What he disliked, was that it seemed to believe he was part of the trash down below, but once he was there he supposed he could see why. Violence. Blood. Gangs. Likely even a mafia or other organization designed to bring pain or end lives could flourish in a place like that. So if good breeding meant little and the designation was decided by job description, he could understand that.
Illumi has been to the Down and retrieved his
awfulclothes by now, but he knew it would be beneficial to explore the Up on his own time. Taking to the train was a natural way to get accustomed to the city with the rounds of tours that were happening sporadically. He doesn't bother to do another one of those, but he does decide to take the train instead of dealing with the longer line at the lift. Once he boards he hears a cry behind him and his head turns toward the small fairy that had managed to get herself stuck in the automatic door. There's no look of concern or even a trace of worry on his face as he stares at her with his large, dark eyes. ]That's a shame. You should have been faster.
[ He says, helpfully, before turning to the map plastered just above the door. ]
The next stop is in... around five minutes, but it says to expect delays due to checkpoints. Would it be easier to rip them off?
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[Yeah, it's clear that she isn't too keen on Illumi's suggestion by any means and considering she's the one stuck right now, she's none too happy to have his company either. Sure, she doesn't have to keep herself suspended by flapping said wings (magic does help keep her hovering in the air) but that doesn't mean she wants them gone. They're a part of her body and quite a nice feature too! So thanks but no thanks!
She was going to suggest he help her out of the door by prying it open just a bit but there's now way now - not after such a suggestion!]
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They are a weak point. Would it not be more convenient to not have them in the way?
[ Clearly they get in her way more than actually help. Though people would probably trip on someone this small. ]
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[Ugh. Ugh this guy! This creepy person with his hollow gaze. It's eerie. Uncomfortable. She wants to leave and will-! But in five minutes.]
Everything is a weak point if one knows how to exploit it!
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Mind the Gap
Oh-- Oh dear.
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[Yeah you! She's flailing in his direction, looking rather pitiful in doing so. Don't let her suffer!]
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Stop struggling so much; you'll hurt yourself.
[ he goes over, wedging his fingers into the crack of the door. ]
Move as soon as I say, okay?
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Okay, okay I will-!
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AIR DRYING
[ The small fairy before her didn't seem like an enemy, and Hazuki finds herself feeling bad for it. She's completely drenched, and it looks like she's struggling to even dry herself off. Sitting in the sun will take a lot of time, after all, and while rubbing her down with a towel might be difficult, it seems like a better alternative than letting her sit there soaked.
When she approaches the fairy, she has the rare dry towel from the car wash in her hands. ]
Hold still, okay? I'll be gentle.
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[Okay, maybe that came out a liiitle bit harsh. This girl clearly just wants to help her (and is looking at her with such a pitiful gaze) that it's probably in her best interest to accept the help. That towel she has is dry...but her wings are also delicate. She sits up a little straight, wringing a bit of water out of her hair.]
Don't rub them, okay? My wings! Just pat them.
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No one really likes being soaked head to toe, after all. ]
I understand! [ Determined, Hazuki sets to patting her wings carefully, with barely any pressure at all. ] Is this alright? Too much?
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[Well. It's something. She's doing her best, poor thing, and maybe Airy would pity her a little bit if the fairy wasn't feeling so sorry for herself in the first place.]
It's alright, yes. I think it shouldn't take much.
escort quest
But boy did he want to get some readings on the little critter! He managed a smile and offered his hand instead, although it wasn't really going to be much of a handshake.]
Hi. Yeah, I can be your escort. I'm McCoy. Leonard. And you are?
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The offered hand gets both her hands in return, as she grasps his index finger to give it a shake, hovering in place. At least this man seems polite and to the point.]
Airy. My name's Airy! I'm a cryst-fairy.
[Might as well beat him to the punch. No reason for him to ask what she is if she goes ahead and tells him first.]
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Nice to meet you Airy. Don't suppose you come from a different planet by any chance?
Sorry for the massive delay :( life happened
I do, yes, as I believe we all have? You aren't native to this world, are you?
no worries!
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