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Duplicity Game Mods ([personal profile] duplicitymods) wrote in [community profile] duplicitymemes2018-10-14 04:38 pm
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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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fairysong: (96)

[personal profile] fairysong 2018-10-19 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not, either! I'm a singer, not a... puzzle mastermind! [She says, sounding a little exasperated, but that's mainly just her being her.] Maybe you'll stumble onto the answer like some sort of idiot savant. I don't know!

[Because she doesn't know that Dominants can't solve these things.]
cowared: (what are you waiting for?)

[personal profile] cowared 2018-10-19 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ His jaw clenches at the pup comment, but for all he knows it could be accurate. It's hard to quantify a scent, but there's something about her that smells... old.

Maybe that's not the most flattering way to put it, but eloquence isn't the Nian's strong suit.

He squares his shoulders, and if his human form was even remotely impressive in stature that might actually be mildly intimidating.
]

And that is that?
cowared: (what are you waiting for?)

[personal profile] cowared 2018-10-19 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's still and contemplative as she gives her reply, taking in what she's saying carefully. It would have been fine with him if she enjoyed it. The Nian himself never cared about torturing or hurting others, but in a way that it didn't matter to him if it happened or it didn't. When he was younger and was hungry all that mattered was filling his stomach.

Things are more complicated when you're given a few thousand years to grow up, but largely that's the consequence of getting involved with humans on a deeper level than before. Humans are so needlessly complicated.

He hums thoughtfully to himself after she finishes her explanation. He's never been involved in a battle before, so he can't relate to the feeling, but he does understand the distaste for being shackled. The extent of what they're going to deal with here hasn't really sunk in for him yet, but he still understands the expectations their particular roles carry.
]

Then even if no one will sell you one, you should still get a weapon for yourself.
ultraviolents: but blessed with beauty and rage (soon as you think it's enough)

[personal profile] ultraviolents 2018-10-19 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ she doesn't feel calm so much as she feels assured. she's been capable of taking care of herself since childhood and this city and its scientists and its purpose don't frighten her so much as anger her. but navigating it with him is a far better prospect than navigating it alone.

she doesn't talk either, watching him as they walk, looking for evidence of the time he's told her has passed. there's maybe a bit more facial hair, and beneath the glasses he wears for the public's environment the circles under his eyes look a little bit darker. the corners of his mouth look like they've been pulled a little further downward, but right now they're curved up in a not-quite smile, which she finds herself returning. ]


They're not bad. It's not exactly my penthouse, but I'm not complaining.
cowared: (i'm afraid you're never satisfied)

[personal profile] cowared 2018-10-19 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ He looks back at her with a frown on his face. He has no idea what an idiot savant is exactly, but he does know what an idiot is, and he's not overwhelmed to be called that.

He probably shouldn't have almost knocked her out with a statue if he wanted to avoid that label though.

With a small huff he turns back to look at the buttons as a light blinks and goes dead. No luck.

Glancing back at the tapestry he tries to focus less on the insult and more on something else she said.
]

You're a singer?

[ Punching in another button combination now. ]
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[personal profile] ailurophilian 2018-10-19 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
kokken: (for your own liberty)

[personal profile] kokken 2018-10-19 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
No, [ he affirms without shame or embarrassment, gold eyes turning to karna once more, meeting his own. ] I was very devout and very busy in my human life, and that hasn't changed in my life as a Servant.

[ and yet, he's expected to stumble through his first time with someone that he's meant to have power over. there are many things about their situation that trouble him, but this one is especially problematic to him. the imbalance of power in the bedroom alone-- ]
semifreakingnormal: (we nightmare you)

[personal profile] semifreakingnormal 2018-10-19 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
There are certain smells that will never leave Scott. The scent of a terminal illness; Allison's blood as it pours into the pavement beneath him; a bear's skull as he breaks it apart over his face. Scott doesn't have room to think about it later, but when the smell lingers and reaches his nose, when he's alone again, he knows it'll be another on the list.

The chemosignals coming off the fox are the first give away: the fox's focus sharpens, and the slouch, the affectation, all of it fades away and leaves Scott wondering if he'd miscalculated his calculated risk.

It wouldn't be the first time.

Duplicity may be a big city, but how could he possibly keep them away from each other indefinitely? This way, he thought, this way he could make it clear that the Nogitsune has a better option. That's not the way the spirit is acting, though, and the threat of those three repeated words rings in Scott's ears a lout louder than his own. He steps back into the fox's space almost immediately, eyes a little wide but still hyper focused. He's struggling to hold onto his anger, to keep it from overflowing.

"I said you're going to stay away from him."
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[personal profile] amant 2018-10-19 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
[That makes him laugh, but he decides to listen to her very quick suggestion, putting the collar around the bust's neck in a somewhat practiced motion. Um.]

You're not completely wrong in that notion. I doubt, given the fact that you do not have the same marking I do, that you would be the one wearing the collar.

[Oh he hates it when he makes sense. Maybe he can just look at the collar more? While he's inspecting it, he's rambling on]

This isn't exactly the first impression anyone wants is it? I hope that you are not too mortifi-- bow down? Cheeky!

[He points at a small inlet in the collar he hadn't spotted before with those words engraved. France just glances up at the ceiling as if questioning some higher power why him?]

Maybe there is something hidden underneath a table, or chair? Why are there so many chairs?!

(ooc: I posted an overflow thread because recaptcha is ANNOYING omg)
Edited 2018-10-19 10:28 (UTC)
disentombs: courtesy of pana (We've come a long way)

[personal profile] disentombs 2018-10-19 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
[Gansey's cheeks and the tips of his ears flush furiously after a few seconds when he realizes what Adam means. Typical Adam, using the most clinical terms he could come up with. He too feels that his mouth has dried out.]

I am absolutely not leaving you here for this sick game of theirs. You don't know what will happen the longer you refuse.
kuroi_taiyo: (Default)

[personal profile] kuroi_taiyo 2018-10-19 02:25 am (UTC)(link)

[ Well, that kind of defiance and mindset is... Actually the kind of thing he likes seeing in people. ]

Well, I'll say that you feeling and acting that way made you a lot hotter than before. Of course, it's not like I'm planning on being treated like a pet or anything. If I get things done right, and my way, I'll get whatever I've wanted without having to do anything different than what I'd normally be up for doing.
aseity: (steadfast)

[personal profile] aseity 2018-10-19 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
You can't seriously expect me to entertain any other option.

[For obvious reasons. For so many obvious reasons. He repeats:]

I'll find a way out of here that doesn't involve you.
mygame: SHOOT ME! (Pull the trigger)

[personal profile] mygame 2018-10-19 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
Stiles' eyes are a warm shade, the sort that can laugh or sympathize with a friend. The ones that turn onto Scott, despite being in the same face, are without any of that humanity. The smile that follows isn't much better, more like a baring of teeth than any sort of kindness. Even those who had never heard of the Nogitsune would have known it wasn't Stiles at all.

All of that changes in an instant, the fox sliding back into its Stiles-look. Features soften become a concerned parody of its human host. Its gaze slides down and back up Scott's body as if considering before giving a small sigh. But it did have an idea. Or three.

"Why? Because you say so, wolf? We played that game already, and you ended up pinned on a sword that I twisted. Go ahead. Lose control. Come on, wolf. Lose your temper and attack me. Then, while you're sitting in whatever passes as a prison here, I can go find Stiles. Seem to remember something in that orientation about things like that being forbidden or not looked kindly on. I could almost lick the rage off your skin. I can feel it, smell it. So why should I care what you want, wolf, when my former host is out there somewhere?"

At least it isn't shouting to shoot it like it did when trying to edge Chris Argent into violence.
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[personal profile] milano 2018-10-19 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
They're getting there. [ very, very slowly. ] They've been to the moon, humans on Earth.

If you're talking about the guys that took me, yeah, they're spacefaring. That's where they should be. No one wants those shitheads planetside, stinking the place up.
requited: saveface | ij (sinking in my sea)

[personal profile] requited 2018-10-19 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
semifreakingnormal: (singing do you believe?)

[personal profile] semifreakingnormal 2018-10-19 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
Scott has learned control from a lot of people, and he's had a lot of father figures. They all had something to teach him, Chris among them. He's an amalgamation of everything he values in his friends, his family. He's lost his pack, and rebuilding it made it so clear what all of them brought to the table, brought to him.

Even reminding himself of that sees him struggling to hold himself still. He hates the shift in the Nogitsune, fox to Stiles, and he knows it's doing it on purpose. It knows it hurts him. How can it not? No one knows him better than Stiles, and this thing was in his head, a fact Scott can't forget.

He's grown in the past few years, but Scott isn't big by any means: that doesn't stop him from crowding forward, hoping the breadth of his shoulders is enough given the particularly frail state of the body the fox took. He takes special care not to think of it as Stiles'.

"You're not going to goad me into it." He exhales sharply through his nose, thinking of all the people who aren't here. He knows he's weaker without them, physically, but that doesn't mean he's forgotten them. Liam struggles so much with his anger, Scott can at least make the same effort he does. The Sun, the Moon, the Truth. "It's not going to work."