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TDM #2


« « « TEST DRIVE MEME » » »




« « « OUT OF CLUTTER FIND SIMPLICITY


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.

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 highrise. 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. Either way it's raining! Still.

Enjoy your free time until orientation! Participation is mandatory by all new arrivals.



» » » LIES TRAVEL IN COMPANY




The day after stepping through the door and participating in orientation, LIERS are assembled together in the Up for a tour of Duplicity in its entirety. 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.



« « « A. WAIST. OF. LEEWAYS.




The rain continues to drizzle, but it’s finally slowing enough for the citizens of Duplicity to catch their breath. With the influx of new LIERS, people make quick work of fixing the damages from Tumenalia—a combination of preparation and wanting to welcome more participants to orientation.

Typically, travel between the Up and the Down is rather seamless with the use of the elevators, and with the end of the holiday comes a regular schedule for transportation between the two areas of Duplicity. Yet, mysterious powers are at play once again. Or so it seems. Stepping onto the elevators does not deliver its occupants to their desired location; instead, they are ushered into rooms designed to be escaped. There are a variety of themes, but the most popular seem to be Room A, Room B, and Room C. While they follow the usual guidelines for any escape room, there are a few “catches” that might not be noticeable at first. Each clue is only accessible to those of the corresponding designation. Submissives are responsible for unlocking the first and third of the three clues, and even if a Dominant figures out what it is and how to use it, they will not be any closer to escaping unless the Submissive plays a key role in interacting with these clues.

Things to note about these rooms: the third clue requires some sort of sexual engagement to be considered “clear” of it. After the allotted time of one (1) hour, if those inside haven’t managed to escape, the Submissives will be removed from the room and the Dominants will remain until they can successfully help the new Submissives escape the room. Each time, the clues will be reset and change; they will never be the same.




» » » THE KEY TO HEARTS




Meanwhile, in the Down, a local charity organization has sent out notices for a black-tie fundraiser to be held during the evening to raise awareness of homeless Submissive children. Invitations are sent via the devices, and there are even fliers posted all across the Up and the Down. If in attendance of the event, the waitstaff will be taking down the names of all uncontracted Submissives; no other explanation of what it’s for is mentioned throughout the evening. And while donations are completely voluntary, any contributions made helps to further the main endeavor of the cause. However, it seems most people are present to network and find someone that might fill a contract slot. So, eat, drink, and dance until it all winds down and everyone decides to go home. The only “catch”? Dominants draw the name of one Submissive to accompany them back to the Up, and those who are left will be paired up for the sake of no one leaving alone.



« « « MOD & OOC NOTES



Please read carefully.

Dominant and Submissive TDM assignments: All characters whose first name begins with the following ( A, C, E, G, I, K, M, O, Q, S, U, W, and Y ) are Dominants. All characters whose first name begins with the following ( B, D, F, H, J, L, N, P, R, T, V, X, and Z ) are Submissives. Players with characters that are a number use the first letter to spell that number. To use this TDM as a door pass please link this on your app and place whether it is dominant or submissive.

For the escape room prompt players can make up the clues they find. They may be extremely sexual or something simple like moving a painting off a wall.

Also, any locations throughout Duplicity are available for TDM prompts as well!

Please remember to mark any necessary content, and have fun!!




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belligerents: (c o n s i d e r)

[personal profile] belligerents 2018-10-17 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeah, the paper gown is not doing anything for him, and she remembers being there. Taking off her jacket, she hands it to him to at least tie around his waist. She remembers being there, holding the paper to her body as it ripped away. Raven doesn't have a lot here, but dignity is important to her, and he at least deserves that.]

Heading back to the motel. [Her head gestures toward the passenger waiting area where the train stop is.]

I arrived here about a month ago. Clarke, Bellamy, and Murphy are here, too.
ailurophilian: (two)

[personal profile] ailurophilian 2018-10-17 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Aizawa rubs the back of his neck, shrugging.]

I can't say for sure yet as to whether there's a deliberate pattern to any of us being here. Could be a scattershot thing. Completely random.

[But it could also very well be as Shinshou says. He doesn't have enough information to determine the most likely possibility, either way--but so far, he has to admit that there's not much connecting everyone in the program. They seem to be from--quite literally--all over the place.

He pauses, then, giving Shinshou a considering look.]


You tried to fight back, huh?

[Good moxie, kid. Of course, Aizawa recognized that straight away.]
friendshipvow: (005)

[personal profile] friendshipvow 2018-10-17 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ Silas turns towards his fellow traveller and offers her a smile. He's noticed that the tattoos and the social classes are supposed to mean something, but he hasn't quite gotten the hang of it, yet. And besides, any nicely-asked question deserves an answer. Silas likes to be helpful, even if it seems a little strange to not know what a wyvern is. Maybe they don't have as many wherever she comes from. ]

A wyvern. It's— [ He takes a moment to stop and think about how to describe it, gnawing sightly on his bottom lip as he considers. ] They're large, scaled beasts, with leathery wings and strong tails. The chosen mount of Wyvern Riders, Wyvern Lords, and Malig Knights, they're very strong, but temperamental, and very particular about what humans they will accept as riders.

[ He was just lucky and grateful Princess Camilla was so kind. ]

I'm... I'm not sure how else to describe them. They can fly?
callmenines: @yandroid (03)

[personal profile] callmenines 2018-10-17 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
See, that's the thing - shes not a threat. There's a lot you don't know 2B, about the Bunker and Command. A2 isn't an enemy, she's a victim. A sacrifice that got away.

[2B hasn't attacked him yet but he's on high alert, senses poised to detect even the slightest movement so he can dodge it. If need be he knows he can hack her, shut down her gross motor functionality. Hopefully it won't come to that.]

The humans here seem to be getting on just fine from what I can tell. They don't exactly need us right this very moment. Like it or not the three of us are YoRHa androids - that alone is a good enough reason we need to stick together. That doesn't mean we're ignoring our creators okay that's not what I'm saying. What I am saying is that to be the most useful we need time to adjust to this place and learn as much as we can about what's expected of us. Jumping into things head first without any intel is stupid.
amant: (so very blond)

ni ni papa. /shudder

[personal profile] amant 2018-10-17 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
[He is indeed close to the food, because like bro/papa/guardian, like daughter/charge/sister (oh god, nations). France has been nursing his last glass of champagne with every intent to make another pass at the shrimp when he spots her.

Yes. The first loop around was spied. And the second. Oh, and was that a groan from his former charge? It's actually mildly amusing and he's smirking when she approaches. Infuriating, for sure. He is mildly surprised at the introduction however and the laugh is a little rushed.]


I was going to settle on brother until you prowled the room as if you did not want to see me. Only a beloved papa could garner such treatment from their charge.

[He's not upset at you. Just...disappointed. Glancing to the food behind him, he nods knowingly]

Ah, so I see the true reason you came over.
mewnifestos: (pic#10476591)

[personal profile] mewnifestos 2018-10-17 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
The parties, or the casual endorsement of rampant oppression?

[ He asks as if that's a joke, but this time the smile doesn't quite reach his eyes. He's watching the dwindling crowd of party-goers again, wary of anyone still sober enough to overhear. ]

If it's the latter, we have something in common.
thanksapunch: (Default)

[personal profile] thanksapunch 2018-10-17 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
[Mmm, that is something she can understand. She'd admittedly be the same if her cesti were from her sister, but... well, they aren't, so she was free to name them whatever she felt like. It was just convenient that it was a name her sister would've given her cesti anyway.]

I suppose that's fair enough. I'd be a hypocrite if I said otherwise with that sort of sentiment. If it were given to me by someone important, my answer would be different.
illuminescent: (Lucy - in silence)

[personal profile] illuminescent 2018-10-17 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
[She takes a breath and considers that for a moment, before she turns in his arms, and her fingers trace over his cheekbones. He is a beautiful man, that's true, but Lucy hadn't thought so clearly about this.

She's thinking about it now.]


That must be so terribly lonely, my lord.

[And then she presses a kiss to his mouth, easily, brushing her fingers into his hair.]

Oh.

Please.

[There’s that blush again.]

You must excuse my forwardness.
Edited (Wanted to add that ) 2018-10-17 02:19 (UTC)
wingstosee: (shouldhaveknown)

the porkslope... has arrived

[personal profile] wingstosee 2018-10-17 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, probably. He's kind of an asshole like that? [ her hand flies up to her mouth, stifling a small giggle. she's clearly not used to saying things like that - then again, she doesn't seem to particularly regret it. ] Besides, I haven't heard a single lecture since I got here. He's probably just ignoring all of us.

[ the words are casual, almost easy-going for her. she's spent a lifetime in the churches of the american midwest, after all - this sort of stuff just comes naturally, even to her scattered brain. and since she's on an easy topic she can afford to get a little distracted when her wings keep looking arcueid's way.

okay, maybe not that distracted. venus looks away (or at least her face does), a clear blush forming in response to arcueid's coy maneuvers. what's the topic? right. booze.
]

That sounds awful. I sort of want to try it?

[ venus please love yourself ]
dragonfall: (30)

[personal profile] dragonfall 2018-10-17 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ The next hour of their little train ride is very...silent.

It is silent until they reach the end of the line, and the Submissives begin to file out. He looks out across where they are meant to live and sees at once that it is nothing at all like the accommodations he was so graciously gifted. ]


...

And they go to this willingly. [ Or do they? It is not so easy to tell. ]
callmenines: twitter @ khfnnug (pic#11334108)

[personal profile] callmenines 2018-10-17 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
It's not very smart though, is it...I bet I could tweak a few things here and there to make it more effective.

[9S calm down.]

We can keep it, right?

[We. Hm.]
sightlines: (eyes narrowed)

[personal profile] sightlines 2018-10-17 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
Always the gentleman. [ She shakes her head, but takes his arm without protest.

If he'd said no, she might have invited him back to hers. But this is better, really. She has a sense that things are monitored very carefully in the Up, and it's not like the grimy seediness of the Down bothers her. She's lived in much worse over the past decade.

Even this late at night, the city has barely cooled off at all. Pale strands of hair escape from her braid, sticking damply to the back of her neck. She takes in the streets quietly with her sharp eye, content to hold her tongue and save the difficult words for later. It's only as they're arriving at his place that she asks:
]

Did you just get here?
dragonfall: (25)

[personal profile] dragonfall 2018-10-17 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
Most likely.

[ And yet, he is the one that turns first to test it, and puts his hands up into the restraints, though it makes his shoulders tighten and his stomach twist. The position is unacceptably vulnerable; the soldier in him despises it immediately.

But he wants out of this place. He wants his time to himself again.

And he is better able to endure this than she. ]


See if the restraints will close.
friendshipvow: (024)

[personal profile] friendshipvow 2018-10-17 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
The pleasure is mine. [ Silas huffs a small laugh, and his grin softens from something mocking to something more sincere. ] It is always good meet a fellow knight, especially in a world as strange as this one.

I hope you haven't had too many problems trying to... settle in. [ What evern would you call it. Play-acting? Taking a role? ] I confess I am still trying to make heads of the reasoning. If there even exists such reasoning.

[ And, more to the deeper concern. ] I'm not sure I understand what our 'hosts' are getting out of it, either.
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[personal profile] shyhara 2018-10-17 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
[HONESTLY OUMA'S PROBABLY NOT WRONG IN THIS SITUATION but the look Shuichi gives him suggests he doesn't think so. Goddamn, Ouma, don't waste the chance he gave you to be his partner.

Shuichi sighs heavily, already regretting this decision.]


Of course not. What would I have done if it got locked while I was here alone?

[And he is absolutely refusing to get embarassed right now. That's just what Ouma wants.]
fairysong: (07)

[personal profile] fairysong 2018-10-17 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
What sort of idiot are you?! [Sheryl snaps at him, having just barely managed to dodge out of the way before he swings the statue at the door.] Is there a brain in that head of yours or what!

[And then she notices...] Wow. Strong door.
likethelight: (.165)

the key to hearts / I'm laughing too hard over your username omg

[personal profile] likethelight 2018-10-17 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ Well, that's certainly a different sort of muttering than he's heard all night. And her appearance is one that sticks out. Especially when she nearly blows past him in a fume.

No, miss, he really agrees that you shouldn't trust them. Especially as he cranes a little, seeing more of the crowd part behind her. Ah, looks like she's being pursued. Hm..

—quickly, before she can get far, he moves to grab her arm lightly, just to get her attention. ]


No, you probably shouldn't. [ It's a young man with snowy white hair and a bright red scar on his face, joined by a rotund golden.. orb? hovering just over his shoulder. No mark on his throat. He holds a finger to his lips though, with a rather bright, conspiratorial smile. Trust him?

(The orb is nodding its face whole body up and down, indicating yes you should.)

He motions to follow him with a 'hurry, hurry' gesture. ]
aseity: (inquisitive ❧)

Adam Parrish | The Raven Cycle | Dominant

[personal profile] aseity 2018-10-17 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
LIES TRAVEL IN COMPANY
[Adam's stomach is turning and it isn't due to motion sickness. His gaze is fixed on the couple near the front of the train, on the kneeling Submissive in particular. Of all the terrible things he's ever seen, this ranks among the worst. Mouth set in a thin line, fists clenched so tight his fingernails might draw blood, Adam fights the urge to storm over and tear that unfortunate soul away from their master. The only thing that keeps him in his seat is the knowledge that doing so would likely only cause trouble for the Submissive. He knows it from experience, the things that will be done to keep a person down.

He takes a shuddering breath. Then another. He must steady himself. He must think clearly. If he can pay enough attention to the way this horrible place functions, then he can find a more effective way to enact change. If only he could keep this panic down. There's a ringing in his deaf ear. His head's throbbing as if he's being beaten all over again. His skin has a sheen of sweat, but he's so cold. He takes another breath. Then another. Then another.]
A. WAIST. OF. LEEWAYS.
[Hours have passed. At least a dozen people have come and gone from the room, which means he's been kept prisoner here for more than half a day. He'd been vigilant for the first few hours, on his guard and ready to defend himself every time the door opened. Then the exhaustion wore him down. He sat on the floor. Then he sat on the bed. Then his body grew weary of sitting and he allowed himself to lie down.

Now, foolishly, he's drifted to sleep. Curled up on his side, clutching a pillow in the place of his lost lover, Adam looks younger than his nineteen years, small and vulnerable. Even unconscious, there's something in his posture that seems terrified, with his shoulders hunched up and his hands white-knuckled. Fearful sleep might be the norm for him.]
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sightlines: (eyes narrowed)

[personal profile] sightlines 2018-10-17 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ Doctor O'Deorain stands out in a crowd, as she always has. It's the height, and the shock of red hair -- and the way she carries herself. When she starts to trace an unhurried path through the crowd, towards Ana, Ana feels a completely undignified urge to flee.

She really shouldn't have come tonight. She was content with staying a ghost. Being flesh and blood is tremendously exhausting. It aches.

She doesn't flee, though. What would the point be? She's already been spotted.
]

Dramatic as always, Doctor. [ Her lips twist a little in something that might be a smile. ] Or is it Minister now? I suppose neither really apply here.
thisis: (pic#)

[personal profile] thisis 2018-10-17 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
['That sounds awful, I want to try it.' Arcueid laughs at that, a deep guffaw in the back of her throat. Not exactly ladylike, but when has she ever tried to be much of a lady?

She doesn't miss the eyes on the wings turning towards her, either, even when Venus's face looks away. She waves over at them, energetic and bouncy.
]

You're definitely speaking my language! Twice over. If there's something that sounds awful, you want to try it anyway, right? It's part of being - [She's about to say 'human,' but considering Venus's wings and her everything, she's not sure if either of them qualify.] - alive.

And he's definitely an asshole. And his nuns are even worse. If there's one good thing about being here, it's not being chastised every five minutes, you know?
historyrepeating: (This is my curse)

[personal profile] historyrepeating 2018-10-17 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
You just said she was going to attack you.

[He's gone back and forth on that several times now, from saying he had no choice to saying she was safe, saying she would hurt him and saying she was no threat, and it makes her wonder just how much of this 9S has actually had time to sit down and allow to process.]

I know enough, 9S, and I'm the only YoRHa android here that hasn't forgotten their duty. If you want to pretend that this is fine, I-

[She can stop him, though. She could attack him, they could turn this into the same sort of fight it was with the other defecting units.

She could kill him and hope that the humans had some way to bring him back here, if they have a way to take care of them at all here.

Those are options, and they are viable ones.

They're also things she's vowed she can never do, not again.

With a harsh breath out, she turns away from him.]


You always do what you want to. It's a waste of time trying to make you do anything else.
weaponizedhope: (Default)

Key to Hearts - B

[personal profile] weaponizedhope 2018-10-17 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
[It's been what he would consider a fairly successful night of mingling, getting a better of idea of who all's around and how this is all gonna actually play out and he's personally just about ready to leave himself when the metaphorical rug gets pulled out from underneath him and the whole point of them making a note of all the uncontracted subs is suddenly made apparent. Well. Bugger, he knew there had to be a catch to all of this and his heart catches in his throat as he realizes this could potentially go south on him real quickly.

And when his name gets called, he looks for a second to see just who he's apparently going to be hooked up with and is instantly aware that his face is probably just a touch too red to play it off like his heart didn't just skip a beat, coughing in an attempt to regain his composure as he reaches up to take her hand in response. There's a lot he's trying not to assume here, but...

Well, she seems friendly anyways! That's a good start.]


Ah, well, this is all a little bit out of my usual wheelhouse but... I don't mind flowers at all, really. You've probably got a much nicer room than I do, that's for sure.

[There's a brief pause, she already at least knows his name but in return...]

Mind if I ask your name?
bloodpainter: (Kawaii. As. Fuck.)

[personal profile] bloodpainter 2018-10-17 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
I'm Nepeta Leijon! Nepeta's fine. [And yes, indeed, a totally normal name! Well, okay, her last name kind of sounds like lion and her first name is part of the scientific name for catnip, but all that means is she's got a theme going on.

He might have noticed.
]

So since you grew up in a place like this, do you have any ideas what we should do first? I mean, after they get us to where we'll be staying.
shyhara: (pic#12507427)

[personal profile] shyhara 2018-10-17 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Shuichi's mid-sigh, frustrated but not surprised, when she gats the latter "offer" out, which...ouch. Yeah he absolutely did not need the reminder of anything so Kaede right now.]

Right...

[His being a depressed emo fuck aside, what kind of musical knowledge would even come in handy in a puzzle room like this?? Guess we know who to go to if someone's gotta moan perfectly in key or something.

He lingers before the cuffs a few moments longer before sighing again, giving up.]


Well...there's something else I can try, but can you at least try to help me out if I get stuck or something?

[He doesn't bother waiting for a response before leaning up to try strapping one of his own wrists into one of the cuffs. Hey, if he does get stuck and she's expecting him to solve the puzzle then she'll have to help him out.]
nottevintersoldier: Icon created by me - do not take (Judging you a little)

[personal profile] nottevintersoldier 2018-10-17 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
For now the Tevinter Mage is quite happily playing the role of wallflower as he observes this world's version of a fancy party. He watches those dancing on the floor and listens to the music, noting that some of the dancing is not all that different from what he's used to. Which is a good thing if he wants to attempt to impress anyone. He's certain his moves learned from countless balls and parties filled with royalty that he'll blend in enough. He's contemplating his next move over a glass of champagne when he catches the movement of someone towards him through the crowd.

He'll straighten up as the figure becomes more recognizable through the crowd, it's hard to miss those long, pointed and familiar ears. Unfortunately for Sathrian, it's not quite the familiarity he's looking for. Dorian is flummoxed. There's a Dalish elf approaching him and waving at him and appears almost excited to see him. What reality is this? He'd think the Dalish-- and most anyone else, lets be real-- would abhor the site of a Tevinter Mage. There's good reason the Dalish tend not to go near Tevinter. Even if he IS somewhat against slavery (or at least the poor treatment of slaves) this whole thing seems a little... odd.

"I-- No... I apologize I'm afraid we haven't met..." Which is awkward to say the least because he doesn't want to disappoint the fellow, but he doesn't know any Dalish save some of the mages they rescued and even THEY aren't exactly friendly towards him.

"But... You know me," he clears his throat, "How do you know me exactly?"

He's curious about all of this. He's just glad the other doesn't seem angry or suspicious of him. A positive response to seeing him is always preferred. He grows so tired of the steely gazing in his direction as if expecting he'll just cackle maniacally and light everything on fire on a whim. Don't trust the Tevinter, right? Surely he has other motives...