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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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a2brutus: (021)

A2 | NieR: Automata | Dom

[personal profile] a2brutus 2018-10-14 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[lies travel in company]

[This is the opposite of everything that A2 could have ever expected she'd encounter in her life. Humans. People. Everyone taking from all over the god damn place and shuffled and catagorized into neat little boxes, of Dominant and Submissive.

It's absolutely fucking weird, that she, an Android, is catagorized as "Dominant", and not the "Submissive" that she feels would be more apt for androids like her. They're lesser than their human creators, but all the same, it seems like she's placed above many humans, and on the same level as others. It's wrong. It's fucking weird, to repeat a phrase already used, and it's undoubted that she looks as uncomfortable as she feels by the entire thing. She's been told to act a part, and she'll do it, but it feels wrong. She tries to look as disaffected as possible as she speaks the supposed "Submissive" beside her.
]

This is weird, isn't it? [Please tell her yes, she can't handle it.]

[a waist of leeways]

[So. You've found yourself in a room, with one extremely grumpy looking woman on the bed, chin in her hand, and hunched and wearing a distinctly unfriendly expression. No worries, she always looks like that, and her voice is a little gruff as she speaks up:]

You got caught in this too, huh? I can't figure out any of this shit.

[A2 has clearly been here for awhile now... SORRY, A2 IS A FUCKING IDIOT. You're going to have to do all the legwork here.]

[the key to hearts]

[The truth is, as an android, A2 is drawn to people. Drawn to humans spefically. She doesn't know anything about dancing, and even less about small talk. Her sensors are alight with the intense need to help humans, despite the fact that she's supposed to be the one in charge and calling the shots around here. It's enough to get under her synthetic skin, and by the time the first hour of the event has rolled by, she finally breaks, and anyone looks like a good target.]

Hey, do you need anything? [She says, voice gruff, and she paints the picture of a submissive, honestly. She's feeling anxious, and there's so much that she could be doing, that it doesn't matter who the first person she asks is, as long as she can do something. Serve a human. Maybe it'll help sort her sensors out.]

[wildcard]

[PM me for a personal starter if that's what you want o/ or comment with one of your own, im down to clown.]
buildsomething: ([hud] how about that)

[personal profile] buildsomething 2018-10-14 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oh hey, that sure is Captain America sitting over there. Is that a plus or a minus in the hallucination column? Tony genuinely can't tell. But it is a familiar face amidst whatever the hell the rest of it is, and a man he just got done fighting next to, so hallucination or not, Tony will take it. ]

Uh, I don't know, a couple hours ago? Maybe? Something like that.

[ Still not tracking completely well. Tony is tired. But he waves that off in favor of peering over at Steve. ]

I see you got the scrub-down treatment too. Decent facilities, 8/10 on a good day. Not quite schwarma, but I guess it will do.
ludia: ode to the beauty of the world (.05)

II.

[personal profile] ludia 2018-10-14 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he's barked the order into Nero's face - or, rather, to a few feet above her face. she comes about up to his elbow, not too much a surprise he missed her presence. ]

I concur. This hardly counts for wine to serve to guests.
elezens: (005。)

lies;

[personal profile] elezens 2018-10-14 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Aymeric is equally mystified as he follows his old friend's finger towards the sign in question. Certainly the product of some level of sorcery. He may even assume it were magitek at work as the whole city seems to be running on some sort of fuel that he's never seen nor heard of before. The experience itself has been quite overwhelming to take in, though he's managing to keep his calm in comparison to Estinien's usual surliness, more than likely exacerbated by their present circumstances. ]

Nothing to be alarmed by, I am certain. Or if so, it remains dormant for all that I have been observing of it.

[ He's more worried about those stirring around them, the images of those prostrated on the ground and humiliated for the pleasure of others, the distinct abuse of classism promoted by this society. Even the upper echelons of Ishgard hadn't been so bold as to treat their servants as little more than furniture. What this is borders on slavery and even cruelty, a fact that is leaving him more uncomfortable by the second. ]

I find myself troubled by other matters. Certainly you have heard of the circumstances which lead to our transfer here?

[ His eyes slide towards Estinien, trusting him to be on the same page in regards to what he's asking. He's still struggling to make sense as to why and how this city has chosen to operate in this matter. ]

[personal profile] antifashionista 2018-10-14 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Satsuki corrals her urge to smile at Nonon's reaction. She is in public. And she has a role to play as much as Nonon does. Her expression doesn't change, though it flickers slightly. It's brief enough that only Nonon, who knows her so well, might notice. She takes a firm step forward, as if to assert her ownership, glaring at the men (no, pigs wearing men's clothing) crowded around her.

"Satsuki-sama," she corrects, her fingers touching under Nonon's chin so that she can tilt the other young woman's head back a little to expose that delicate neck, then she bends slightly to murmur words only for her. "We are in public."

Her gaze lifts back to the men still hovering near her, perhaps hoping for an invitation to come along, if only to watch.

"She is mine. You can stop panting like a pack of hungry dogs." The words are practically sneered, her distaste for them oozing through every word. She crooks her elblow, offering it to Nonon so that the girl can take it before she leads her away. Walking with smooth, purposeful strides, she soon leaves the other hopeful Dominants in their wake. Satsuki pauses only to make sure she's heading for the exit. She doesn't want to stay here a moment longer than she has to, not when she has one of her cherished Elite Four to look after now.

"You seem to be garnering quite a lot of attention, Nonon."
Edited 2018-10-14 22:50 (UTC)
muggsy: (⇉ bb off 2 bone.)

Gary "Eggsy" Unwin • Kingsman • DOMINANT

[personal profile] muggsy 2018-10-14 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
» » » the 13th step.

( Eggsy Unwin has always considered himself a relatively unflappable kind of person. He'd been ten years old the first time he saw someone get seven shades of shit kicked out of them: there'd been blood, a few stray teeth, followed by a scuffle with the police, and he distinctly remembers some old biddy shouting that it weren't the sort of thing for kids to see, for fuck's sake!

The fact remains that Eggsy saw it. He saw a man get glassed at the Black Prince when he was fourteen. He saw Dean fucking his mum over the end of the couch when he was sixteen. Since becoming a Kingsman he's seen all of that and worse— Harry's carnage in Kentucky, Valentine's goons' heads literally fucking exploding— but someone using another person as a table?

That is taking the piss.

What's worse is that he's expected to be interested in doing the same. Orientation, the tour, it's all been shockingly fucking eye-opening: don't get him wrong, he's always been up for getting a bit kinky in the bedroom, but there's kinky and then there's ... people in cages. There's people enjoying being in cages. As a Dominant he's been brought up to speed with how he should behave, as well as what the Subs are there to do, which is why he's wasted no time in finding the nearest pub and opening up what he expects will be a staggering tab.
)

Fuck me.

( He knocks back his third whisky of the night, appreciating the way it burns down into his belly. Then it's a simple matter of signalling to the bar tender for another. )

Yeah— another one, an' I'll have a fuckin' treble this time.



» » » the key to hearts.

( The general atmosphere of the charity fundraiser seems to be one of 'eat, drink, and be merry', and in classic fashion Eggsy is making very good work on that first part. harry taught him well about the proper way to behave when attending a gala— but all of his one-on-one manners training has been pointedly set aside for the sake of enjoying a decent meal. That's the fuckin' problem with finger food, he thinks to himself, as he sweeps half a platter of vol au vents onto his plate, how's anyone supposed to know when they're full?

He's on his third flute of champagne and he can already feel it fizzing around his head. Carbonated alcohol will do that to him: the first time he'd tried Prosecco he'd been wankered within half an hour, although that may have had more to do with the fact that he necked an entire bottle for a dare as opposed to a handful of treacherous bubbles. Still, he's buzzed enough to loosen his tie and unbutton his tuxedo jacket so it's hanging open, and he's immediately grateful for the cool air that licks up against his shirt. Eggsy knows his cheeks are getting pink, and he'd really rather not be perceived as some kind of blushing novice.

Spying a platter of fancy looking desserts from the corner of his eye, Eggsy turns smartly— or rather, he tries to, but those fucking bubbles have come back to ruin his night once again. He misjudges it entirely: the hand holding his glass smacks into the side of the nearest person, effectively dousing them with what was a relatively full flute of champagne.
)

Shit!

( Eggsy blinks, startled by his clumsiness, and immediately pulls his pocket-square from the front of his jacket to be used as a napkin. )

God, I'm sorry. I knew I'd find a way to make a tit of myself.

( His smile is lopsided and just a little sheepish. )

Alright?



» » » wildcard.

( Or come up with a scenario! Let's do this. )
Edited 2018-10-14 22:54 (UTC)
milano: (F O U R)

peter quill (mcu) submissive

[personal profile] milano 2018-10-14 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
I ➣ ➣ ➣ LIES

I can't kneel. I have bad knees.

[ the words aren't said to anyone in particular but peter just wants that known right now. he is not going to be getting down on all fours unless there was a damn good reason.

and that damn good reason had better be beautiful, rich, and telling him that starlord was the greatest superhero the galaxy had ever seen. if all of those factors were not ticked, peter was going to be walking as the neanderthals were so meant to: on his own two feet.

the rest of the ride, he tries to scrub at the stupid mark on his neck but it does not come off. guess that means one thing: lots of scarves! ]


II ➣ ➣ ➣ KEY

[ now a party is more like it! the music is absolutely horrible (where's the hall and oates? where's the journey?) so good thing peter's got his walkman attached to the waist of his dress pants.

yes, you read that right. walkman on dress pants. he's not going to be dancing to some screechy orchestral music when he can hear the sweet dulcet tones of ac/dc in his head.

he's busily air guitaring near the juice, uncaring of who see him or if they give him a look.

the scarf (yes, he found one) he's wearing doubles as a mic. look, just because he's some weird submissive person doesn't mean he's not going to have fun. ]


III ➣ ➣ ➣ WILDCARD

[ choose your own adventure or hit me up at [plurk.com profile] spoonishly for plotting. canon point's end of gotg 2 just to keep away from iw for the time being. ]
jokuni: (Default)

okuni kumou | rengoku ni warau | dominant

[personal profile] jokuni 2018-10-14 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
WILDCARD
[ OOC: I can't even lie, I hate writing generic prompts so much. If you wanna do something, just leave me a blank starter with any prefs or hard nos and I'll come up with a starter for us! ]
Edited 2018-10-14 22:52 (UTC)
genrouzan: (8.)

[personal profile] genrouzan 2018-10-14 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Drink, drink, drink, DRINK! ]

That depends on whether or not they’re going to put those donations they’re getting to good use.

[ Hm. She’s asking the tough questions straight off the bat. ]

I’ve only had a few things but I’m guessing from about here—[ He points at the trays at this end of the table. ]— down to here. [ Yuri, you just gestured at the entire table. ]

With a focus here. [ DESSERTS. ]
ex_serum683: SHITHOUSE (✪|FIFTY  ONE.)

[personal profile] ex_serum683 2018-10-14 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
They show you to your apartment yet?

steve finds it's best to ignore most of tony's chattering to focus on the important things, things like he just got here a few hours ago and he's a submissive and this is all fucking bullshit. not that that last part's really anything tony said or even implied — steve just really hates duplicity, is all.
scrollbound: (Default)

network; user id: coldharbour

[personal profile] scrollbound 2018-10-14 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Violated.
shipyards: (s u s p i c i o u s)

[personal profile] shipyards 2018-10-14 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[If there's anyone that can catch him off guard, it's her. The touch on his shoulder is familiar, and he turns with a quizzical look. Han's confronted with her and has to take an inhale. His face immediately hardens, and he notices she doesn't have the line down her neck.]

Yeah, well. You'd know more about these kinda things than I would. [It's said a little too harshly, but he's not apologetic, putting his hand on his hip.]
runawaynatblida: (Default)

[personal profile] runawaynatblida 2018-10-14 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[Luna had just brought her fingers to her hips after chanting the words a few more times when Jonathan spoke. Her poofy hair was like the mane of a lion but her face was serene. Slightly annoyed, but mostly calm with what was going on.]

It's a mantra. For calming.

[She notices the way he sits and his tattoo. She holds a hand out for him.] Luna. I was saying that I give myself to the miracle of the sea.
furrier: (m42)

wildcard.

[personal profile] furrier 2018-10-14 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ pick me!! ]

damn my heart already hurts.

[personal profile] excaliburnt 2018-10-14 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[...oh, no.

Not this, anything but this. This, what's unfolding here and now, was the one thing she hoped never to see, never to endure. This is the only person who could make her heart skip, just for a beat. A beat and then forgotten, because it must be, as was everything when she drowned in the dark.

Recovering from the initial shock, Saber stands tall before her former charge - and if not for her ghostly pallor, her golden eyes, the wretched aura she exudes, maybe she could be mistaken for the knight Irisviel seeks. Maybe she could be mistaken for someone who protected her with pride. But no longer.

Still, she tells the truth. She can do nothing else.]


Not anymore.

[Is that what you wanted to hear? She fights off the smirk she can feel coming, then adds:]

Yet Saber I remain. And Saber I will always be.
why_so_therius: (A Knight must rise)

Sir Therius | The Last Story | Submissive

[personal profile] why_so_therius 2018-10-14 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
I. Lies Travel In Company

[Submissive.

Quietly, Therius has been bristling at the word. Certainly, as a knight, one is expected to be loyal, but submissive is a whole 'nother matter. But he is here, far away from his land, and must suffer this indignity until he find a way to repay it several fold.

For the time being, he rides quietly, saying very little and watching as this dramatically different landscape rolls by. Occasionally he looks at the mark on his wrist, his branding as a submissive, his lips in a thin line as he barely restrains his disgust. When they reach the next stop, a Dominant gets on the train, her submissive kneeling before her, and he can't help the sound of disgust that leaves his throat and remarks to his neighbor.]


Have these people no dignity?



II. The Key To Hearts (Potentially NSFW)

[The charity event seemed to be a good way to help life his mood for the night, as well as give him a chance to learn more about the place he was stuck in. Though, granted, his mood wasn't great when he was asked if he was an uncontracted submissive, to which had to admit that he was. But that aside he did his best to be polite and somewhat charming to guests through the night.

a.) At one point through the night, he idly remarks to the person nearest him]


It seems that no matter the place, aristocrats remain very much the same.

[or b.) it is the end of the night, and a Dominant has pulled his name and he's been paired up with them. When he approaches after hearing his name called, he answers with:] Yes, what is it that you want?


III. Wildcard (Potentially NSFW)

[If you have any ideas, feel free to hit me up! Either comment below or pm this journal.]
Edited 2018-10-14 22:58 (UTC)
jokuni: (pic#11817169)

lies

[personal profile] jokuni 2018-10-14 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ooc: i'm so sorry, i ruined your editing powers ]

[ If only Okuni had a rag to stuff into Nero's mouth and shut her up.

But her kimono is too fine to take such abuse, her fan too precious to her, and committing murder via giant hairpin on the train isn't exactly her M.O. So she continues lounging, one foot propped up against the table that separates the two of them, her expression one of absolute boredom.

As soon as Nero takes a breath, she's interjecting. ]


Oh? But you look like a perfect Submissive to me. So small and cute!

[ And to punctuate, she withdraws her her feet to lean over and to (try to) pinch one cheek. ]
Edited 2018-10-14 22:56 (UTC)

[personal profile] mastermagician 2018-10-14 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
I... wasn't sure how much the hosts had told you,

[ It sounds like an apology, but it's Max's second statement which slows him, and his hand lifts, almost unconsciously pressing over his heart, as if in response to some sharp pain there. ]

I'm... I'm so sorry.


I had someone special, too. But they don't care, when they take us.

They don't care about us while we're here, either. As long as we're producing information for the experiment.

[ His soft voice pitches softer, a little colder, but rather than quailing under those truths, it's smooth, and hard, and sure as steel. The loudest parts of the music, the thicker crowds, fell away as they passed the dancing floor and headed towards the half-curtained alcoves, and the long, dangling earring brushed Asra's neck as he looked over their shoulder. Discreetly, just the smallest shift of his head, to ensure they hadn't been followed. ]
starblessed: (pic#11990459)

lunafreya nox fleuret | final fantasy xv | submissive

[personal profile] starblessed 2018-10-14 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
» » » LIES TRAVEL IN COMPANY
[Lunafreya may have been the perfect picture of poise when you sat down next to her. She sits up tall, her hands folded in her lap, paying careful attention to what their guides are saying. But when a Dominant steps onto the train, Submissive following and kneeling at their mistress's feet, someone looking at her may notice her expression darken for a moment. It happens again when the group of Submissives sit further back on the train, near them, and Lunafreya can hold her tongue no more. She looks to her seat partner, knuckles whitening just a moment as she clasps her hands together.]

Surely the rulers of this city know the folly they commit in creating these castes? We cannot be labeled "dominant" or "submissive" by the mere circumstances of our birth.

« « « A. WAIST. OF. LEEWAYS.
[ ooc: rng or pick your room of choice! i'm open to any ]

[Depending on the room you're in, Lunafreya's poise may be quite shaken. If in Room B, she appears at ease, comfortable with her surroundings, but in Rooms A or C she'll be visibly uncomfortable, unable to find anything safe to look at (maybe the ceiling? Oh, goodness, why are there leather cuffs dangling down from above...). Either way, she'll be attempting to make conversation, embarrassing though the situation might be.]


We have one hour to unlock the necessary clues to gain our freedom. Would that a single key would be enough...

[Yet she seems reluctant to get in there and start turning things upside down...]

I suppose we ought to see what we can find. Where shall we begin?

» » » THE KEY TO HEARTS
[A black-tie affair is quite within Lunafreya's comfort zone. She gives her name over to the waitstaff willingly enough, perhaps not realizing they're collecting the names of uncontracted Submissives, but she'll spend her evening mingling among the gathered--Lunafreya is gentle, honest, and when she speaks to you her entire attention is focused upon you.]

[1]
[Are you alone? Lost? Mingling without any real sense of direction? If the answer to any of these is yes, here's Lunafreya, approaching with a soft smile on her face.]

Please, forgive my interruption... I couldn't help but notice you seemed at a loss.

My name is Lunafreya.


[2]
[It's the end of the night, and finally the reason for the names being taken down has appeared: Dominants are pulling names of Submissives to accompany them back to the Up, and Lunafreya's name has just been drawn.]

I beg your pardon?

« « « WILDCARD
[make your own prompt! i'm pretty open to anything, so hit me up ♥]
killful: <user name="ororooooooops" site="twitter.com"> (025 defense star)

ii

[personal profile] killful 2018-10-14 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Assassin deals with Okada the way he deals with everything that comes his way: with a smile. He plucks the empty glass from the man's hand — wouldn't want him to break something after downing a weak bottle or ten — and gives him a friendly pat on the back. Of course, a pat from a ruffian will always be harder than one expects. He hopes Okada doesn't stumble.

Well, not that Assassin cares.]


Yo, manslayer! Wow, fancy seeing you here. Good to know there's one handsome face I can recognize. I was starting to get lonely!
shooktheworld: (Default)

network, user id: rf

[personal profile] shooktheworld 2018-10-14 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
been there, done that.
Edited 2018-10-14 22:59 (UTC)
dragonfall: (4)

[personal profile] dragonfall 2018-10-14 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
No.

[ This seems to be a baldfaced lie, except it is a lie that he apparently believes. ] I find myself inconvenienced.

[ Although for someone so terribly inconvenienced, he is largely fine: without his armor but dressed well, clean, fed. Food and means are provided in the room, if nothing else, when the session becomes this...drawn out.

He meets her teasing with a flat frown. ]
Are you going to cooperate or not?
sealeted: (the moonsea)

the key to hearts

[personal profile] sealeted 2018-10-14 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[That voice.

There's nothing like it. There isn't anyone who can match that diction, that clarity, that boasting. Hakuno is dressed back in her Sovereign's robe for the occasion, with the minor addition of a pair of pretty red heels, which snap against the polished floor as she immediately starts running across the room, ducking and weaving around the other party-goers.]


Nero?!
hungerneverfed: (smile | friendly)

[personal profile] hungerneverfed 2018-10-14 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[A woman wanting to shake his hand is peculiar enough. Under the circumstances, though, Jonathan doesn't imagine he can be rude. Still when he pulls his hand from his pocket, it's held back in the shadows cast by the roof of the carriage and she'll need to reach a little father. Jonathan does offer a polite smile, though.]

Dr. Jonathan Reid. Do you find yourself calmer, Ms. Luna? I've scarce found the sea to be so in the journeys I've taken across her.
ludia: ode to the beauty of the world (.12)

if only i had been smart and read the rules right

[personal profile] ludia 2018-10-14 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Nero bristles like an angry cat. but by god is her face trying hard not to show it. ]

Nonsense! While yes, cute is what I am - beautiful is the better word for it, but compliments are all the same appreciated - I am not small. The perfectly right size for an emperor. Which! Is why they should have sorted me - h-hey!

[ just agile enough to avoid having her cheek pinched. even though puffing them out gives plenty more space to grab. ]

There are methods to show appreciation without pinching!