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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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highoctaneblood: bangparty (Default)

[personal profile] highoctaneblood 2018-10-14 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[Max glanced past Asra, paranoid now that his acquaintance was so sneaky.] I'm not doing this. Not like they want me to. I'll help you.

[He put his hands on his hips and squinted. Apparently he was a pushover.]
buildsomething: (...what?)

[personal profile] buildsomething 2018-10-14 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
...no?

[ Come to think of it, there was some mention of housing in there somewhere. Tony possibly should try paying a little attention, but he hasn't yet so no point in starting now.

But Steve does seem to know an awful lot about all this. Or at least he doesn't look nearly as confused as Tony feels, and isn't that a first. ]


Wait, how long have you been here?
fallen_cetra: (Dark Fae)

[personal profile] fallen_cetra 2018-10-14 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Of course you did.

[She isn't quite laughing at him, but her sideways glance as she steps fully into the room and pats her skirt into place is incredibly telling. The young woman is taking quite a bit of amusement out of his situation.]

Well, I suppose that depends entirely on whether or not you can be polite, now doesn't it?

[Her hands clasp behind her back as she turns towards him, rocking onto the toes of her worn boots as she meets his scowl with an almost blinding grin.]

Maybe if you try saying please it might help?
kuroi_taiyo: (130)

Judar | Magi | Submissive

[personal profile] kuroi_taiyo 2018-10-14 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
1. LIES TRAVEL IN COMPANY
[ Whether you went through the door to being a Dominant or Submissive, Judar could only imagine that it was equally humiliating for everyone. The technology was stupid to figure out, and having to go on without your things? While now they've obviously gotten their things, that doesn't change the bitterness that Judar was riding.

One that went over a few seats, as he had his butt in his own but legs and feet over and onto the other chair next to him while facing out to the window. Really, it's the bitterness that was keeping a bored expression on his face, in spite of the architecture he'd never seen before. They already knew that there were other worlds and universes, but really- ]


This world sucks.

[ At- At least his feet are clean? If that was your seat, that's the only consolation. However there's something clear here- in all the jewelry and fine silk that was worn, this guy had no shoes. Which is apparently how he just was. ]


2. A. WAIST. OF. LEEWAYS.
[ Purple, obviously intended for sex but with enough flavors of violence? Judar was caught in Room C. Okay, he wasn't really planning on a room that shut him in, and had no idea when someone else would get caught in here as well. There weren't even obvious ways out- no knobs, buttons or handles to slide, twist or open in other ways. Well, there were a few holes that showed there was something that should be a part of the door that closed him in.

By the time someone else comes in, the boombox would be scattered onto the floor as the long-haired Submissive was rifling through the drawers. There may be an obvious sign to play the box, but most things that were considered modern enough was discarded to the floor. He's probably trying to find a key, or the combination to the lock that was keeping the closet closed. ]



3. THE KEY TO HEARTS
[ He didn't really get many extra clothes to change into for a 'black tie' event, but his ultimate goal was to get the hell out of the Down and to live the kind of life he had before. One where he could get away with whatever he wanted and had all of his needs taken care of. That's all that the contracts meant, right?

So if it meant having his name taken and needing... shoes (whoops,) this was a good chance to try these fancy new foods and drinks. Some of those mixes were really fruity while strong. He just had to act nice enough to be on everyone's good side, until the end of the party. ]


Someone for everyone, right? What's this music supposed to be, anyway?


4. WildCard

[ For any other options and variants, from orientation to just around Duplicity. You can even use this as post-3 if you drew his slip of paper at the party and don't want to start it during the party itself. ]
dragonfall: (27)

[personal profile] dragonfall 2018-10-14 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The fact that Estinien's surliness did not result in one or both of them being clapped in irons borders on the miraculous.

For what it's worth, the billboard receives a sharp and lasting scowl, as if its inexplicable capabilities are yet another affront on his peace of mind, which they are. Were it not for Aymeric's presence, he'd assume this all some kind of fevered dream, but the ache in his hands - lingering injuries, he recalls a wyrm's eyes burning his palms but little beyond - and the curl of distaste in his belly tell him it is all very real. ]


I heard.

And I can see as clearly as you. [ His sharpness is not directed at Aymeric and a sidelong glance toward his companion shows eyes that are flat and disapproving. ]

This is all the height of wasteful foolishness.

[ He says, out loud, on the train, where everyone can hear him. ]
ilyushkano: (when everything else is so faint)

[personal profile] ilyushkano 2018-10-14 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
I'll take a practical joke over abduction and getting stripped naked, at this point. ...though, I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to take a swing or two at these jerks myself.

[There's no pulley, but a heavy key with a tag slides out of one and clatters to the floor.]

Oh, hey, go us.

['The key to your release is two more clues away,' the tag says. 'Some introspection will lead you to the next clue.']

...well, that's cryptic. Maybe make it three swings, for good measure.
offshoots: (6)

robin hood | fate/ | submissive

[personal profile] offshoots 2018-10-14 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
LIES TRAVEL IN COMPANY

["mandatory orientation" doesn't mean much to Robin Hood when he's been stripped, examined in places he doesn't want to be examined and is still not entirely in his right mind. as soon as he's made it to his shabby little room in a 2-star motel, he's collapsed into a moth-eaten armchair and passed out without locking the door behind him. and if his roommate ever decided to wake him up in fear that he'll get pneumonia in his dripping wet scrubs, he doesn't budge.

he does awaken in time for the tour, finds his clothes, and ends up making small talk as they head to the designated location. he asks about the orientation he had slept through. why go to anything mandatory when he has a roomie who went for him? he asks simple questions like what the hell is this mark on his neck? what is this phone thing he's been given? also, what's your name?

what a great start.

upon arriving at the meeting area, he waves goodbye and splits off as everyone files onto a train. he's assigned a seat but he just takes whatever is closest.

and it's next to your character. a shady guy in a green mantle with the hood up has taken a seat next to you. truly, someone who belongs in the slums.]


Yo. This seat isn't already taken, right?

THE KEY TO HEARTS

[it makes sense that the Submissive role would be passed on to children. still, that doesn't make it any less terrible. there's not much he can do about it, unfortunately. first, because he's a Submissive himself. second, he doesn't want to make a scene of himself after already missing orientation and not sitting in his seat.

but it's good to figure out what he can and can't get away with, quickly. what will turn heads and what people will just roll their eyes at and say "Submissives..." while going on with their lives.

he's procured his suit and tie. though he looks more like a butler. in effect, as he walks by, he's being asked for drinks and hors d'oeuvres.

in the end, he's roped into the whole thing somehow and carries a tray of champagne around with a rueful expression.]


Champagne?

[don't mind the half-empty one he's holding in his other hand.]

WILDCARD

[hit me up with anything else you desire, I'll roll with it.]
homomculous: (It does bother me.)

Well that was the wrong character

[personal profile] homomculous 2018-10-14 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[She looks... washed out. As though something stripped away the color of her skin and beautiful golden hair. And those eyes... Irisviel feels like she should be flinching away from them. But she doesn't move a muscle.

And the smile, though it trembles, doesn't fade. "Not anymore" is it? Yes, something's undeniably different. Something she feels like she should understand completely, but it's beyond her. Maybe she just doesn't want to comprehend. Could anyone blame her for that?

Not so long ago she met a woman, one still a part of her life here, with Saber's face, but nothing else similar. She confuse the two for just long enough to make her heart squirm. This is so much worse.
]

I know. You were summoned again, right? It's not... it could never be the same, once you had a new Master. I don't know what happened to you after that, but... Saber I'm so glad to see you.

[She's not crying. She's not- oh. Damn.]
naytheist: (pic#7406071)

Cesare Borgia | The Borgias | Dominant

[personal profile] naytheist 2018-10-14 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
« OUT OF CLUTTER FIND SIMPLICITY

[Cesare isn't remotely surprised by his role here. Dominant? A leadership role? The position that is one step from aristocracy and high society? Truly, he would have felt considerably slighted if he had been assigned anything else.

He wanders about his apartment, taking in the modern setting with its clean, sharp lines, and makes his way outside and into the rain. It's all overwhelming, the tall buildings, the hustle and bustle, the bright lights and the smooth paved floors, as if the world were coated in marble. He spends more time than he should looking up into the rain to see the impressive heights of each tower. Color him awestruck.]


« A. WAIST. OF. LEEWAYS.
[So maybe Cesare isn't as good a communicator as he had thought. Or perhaps he just isn't the best team player. Either way, he has been stuck in this blasted room for three hours.

At first he had been competitive, eager, ambitious even, wanting to complete this riddle swiftly and with skill. But he is new to such games and more of a leader than a negotiator, and it hasn't ended well for him. By now he is frustrated and moderately embittered, on to his fourth partner and very much tired of it all.

He's reclining on the sofa, staring up at the ceiling, when his new partner enters the room.]


There is a key under mantelpiece. Or at least there was. I have little idea anymore.

[His tone is dismissive and bored. Defeat does not flatter him.]

» THE KEY TO HEARTS

[Cesare has always been fond of wine and making allies. When the two are combined? Even better. He makes his way around the room, speaking to anyone who might seem important or useful to him in the future. Any person is an opportunity in this surreal place.

He approaches someone and gently places a thumb to their chin, tilting it up slightly so that he can see their neck and look for the telltale line of a Submissive. He smiles as he looks at them.]


Fascinating...

« WILDCARD

[Surprise me! <3]
Edited 2018-10-14 23:07 (UTC)
ex_serum683: SHITHOUSE (✪|THIRTY  THREE.)

[personal profile] ex_serum683 2018-10-14 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
alright, he'll admit it: it's kind of gratifying to be the one who knows shit this time around. steve doesn't smirk, though, doesn't smile, just sighs and stands and beckons tony to start following him to the elevators.

About a month or so. You missed the flooding, ❰ said with a wry twist to his mouth. he keeps talking as he walks, not checking to see if tony is following or following along, just trusting that he is.

Submissives live two to a room, eight to a floor Downside, so get used to the idea of roommates. Housing's basic, we don't have kitchens, but if you make friends with a Dominant maybe they'll let you use their shit. Don't talk on social media, it's monitored.
misleaded: (pic#12220526)

a..... owo

[personal profile] misleaded 2018-10-14 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[ oh i already hate this

Maybe Nice doesn't feel like anything, but his partner over here is content to act just as aloof... As in, he doesn't seem stressed out by this or anything. He's definitely unable to keep his hands off of everything in the room. It's an escape room, duh, so while Nice is babbling away, Ouma is certainly listening, but he's also kind of in the middle of checking the boombox and seeing what is on-tape for it.

Hm, okay.

Ouma's eyelids fall as his face goes from curious to downright evenly unimpressed, and he takes a second before he turns to face Nice with a grin and an amicable laugh here. ]


Ta-ha! You think so? I think purple's a super cool choice, myself...

[ Bitch do you have a problem with purple.

Ouma brings a finger to his lips, like he's thinking here. ]


Ahhh, but if the bed's uncomfortable, then maybe there's a secret to it?

[ The secret is it hasn't been broken in yet, honestly. ]
polkayoureyesout: (call murphy)

[personal profile] polkayoureyesout 2018-10-14 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Fuzzy handcuffs, even. But all this mandatory getting freaky is wrong... yeah, I'm pretty sure that's the word for it. Wrong.

[Somehow after all the happy cheerful lessons on how to subjugate your submissive, hearing this guy's doubt makes him trustworthy in Waldo's eyes. It shouldn't but he's just so relieved.

The laughter makes him pause. He might look like a man who is trying to figure out how to explain that he thinks they may have been kidnapped by fairies and he's trying to see through the enchantment.]


I don't want to sound crazy but I'm not sure all of this is real.
man_handling: (014)

Asim | OC | Dominant

[personal profile] man_handling 2018-10-14 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
1. A. WAIST. OF. LEEWAYS. ~Room A~

[ The longer he's here the more appalling the whole situation is. On the bright side at least he's familiar with the set-up. Not that he finds this particular one remotely tasteful. ]

This is ridiculous. You— [ he addresses the nearest human regardless of designation. ] Sit on that chair, I am certain we will find a "clue" once I lower it.



2. THE KEY TO HEARTS

[ There is no homelessness back in Asim's home— it was a human creation and it was erradicate it when humanity's rule on the planet ended. The whole thing is clearly manufactured by whatever powers are in charge of the place but he knows how to play nice.

He's friendly and seemingly happy to engage Submissives in casual conversation.
]


3. WILDCARD

[ HIT ME! OC basics here. you can PM this account or find me at [plurk.com profile] fullofmystery ]
ludia: ode to the beauty of the world (Default)

[personal profile] ludia 2018-10-14 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ hm? has someone called her name?

Nero has not been exactly careful about avoiding her True Name, especially if people have asked her. but there hadn't been too many of those yet, and especially none who would say it with such surprise. unless, well, they were a devoted student of of classics.

a turn from taking a champagne flute off a tray to spot - well well! a very pretty girl in flowing gowns walking rapidly towards her. such lovely hair! such dedicated crowd maneuvers!

a shame Nero didn't know who she was in the slightest. ]


Umu - an adoring fan! News of my arrival has spread quickly.

[personal profile] mastermagician 2018-10-14 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Stop being so obvious!

[ It was just a hiss out of the side of his mouth, and he used the back of his hand to rap the side of Max's arm, a subtle rebuke which could easily have been read as a flirtation to any too-interested eyes. But he used the gesture to lightly grip the edge of Max's sleeve between just a thumb and forefinger, leading the bigger man into one of the half-curtained alcoves.

He used his free hand to twitch the curtain closed behind him, and looked up at Max, crossing his arms. ]


No. I'm helping you. Look at yourself, you stick out like an oasis in the desert. Now,

[ His hands shifted, going to his hips, his mouth twisting as if despairing at the man before him, ]

Sit down. I'm going to give you a lot of information, very quickly, then kiss you once, very hard, and then leave in a huff to make it look good. Are you ready to listen?
dragonfall: (2)

[personal profile] dragonfall 2018-10-14 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There's a long, flat-faced pause where he seems to seriously consider the cost of ignoring her and spending yet more hours in this place in exchange for avoiding such a concession.

It is in fact five full minutes before he speaks again. ]


Please.

[ There it is.

Followed by: ]
Must I explain the rules or are you already aware of how this room operates?
princessascended: (Got me thinking.)

Network; user id: redkey

[personal profile] princessascended 2018-10-14 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
You know, I never thought about it before, but given my universe? I wouldn't exactly be surprised.

Probably a little weirded out, but not surprised.
sealeted: (you haven't found)

[personal profile] sealeted 2018-10-14 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
A... fan?

[Hakuno draws to a stop, her hand falling limp between them. The Regalia sparkles on her finger—

But she can't feel the Contract. She goes still, unaware of the look of complete and utter devastation slowly blooming across her face.]


Hey... Nero, that's—that's a joke, right? It's me.
buildsomething: (intent)

[personal profile] buildsomething 2018-10-14 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
A month--

[ And Tony finds himself stumbling after him, if nothing else than because that little comment needs explaining. Okay, and having someone who actually knows what the fuck is helpful. Cap has his back. If Tony knows absolutely nothing else right now, he knows that much. ]

Steve, I literally just saw you like a few hours ago. Giant battle, space aliens? Thor's emo little brother? Any of this ringing a bell?

[ He's just going to ignore all the rest of that. He's had roommates in college, it's fine. Though the last does get a slight twist to his mouth. ]

Monitored monitored or we think we're monitoring monitored?
hungerneverfed: (suspicious | glance)

key to hearts

[personal profile] hungerneverfed 2018-10-14 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[Luckily for Maxwell, he's run into another Submissive. Unluckily, Jonathan is a bit of an imposing man, standing at 6'1" and being supremely unimpressed that his very night trench coat has been covered in champagne and will likely smell like it for the rest of the evening. Still, he's a gentleman. While thoughts of ripping into the drunkard's throat flit through his mind, Jonathan simply shrugs out of the garment and turns with a tight smile.]

It's perfectly all right, sir. Please do watch your step, though. Are you all right? You seem to be having trouble on your feet.
ludia: ode to the beauty of the world (Default)

key

[personal profile] ludia 2018-10-14 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[ and for his efforts, Nero will crash right into him - bringing both Robin and the tray down to the ground. sue her, these shoes are a size too big. ]

W-watch where you're standing!

[ which might have been a sneeringly elitist comment, if it wasn't for the patently obvious tattoo running from her throat right between her breasts. ]
lillehavfrue: (Shell made out of gold)

Nerissa | The Wolf Among Us | submissive

[personal profile] lillehavfrue 2018-10-14 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[a waist of leeways (room C)]

[When the doors first open and Nerissa steps into the room she does, it takes her a moment to process what she sees simply because it's so similar to one of the rooms at the Open Arms Hotel. Little rooms set aside to take someone to for privacy, some set up with these... tools of the trade, she decides to call them with a small, almost resigned smile. It's like she's not gone anywhere at all and that sort of makes sense.

Even if she were relieved to be somewhere that isn't Fabletown, isn't the Homelands, of course she gets marked with the symbol of a Submissive. Of course what she wants to run away from is what she finds herself in. If there's any truth to her story, it's that it rarely has a good ending. She's dressed for this setting too, a tight, low cut white dress with a chain for the neck strap and what are unmistakably stripper heels, her Submissive mark bisected by a purple ribbon around her neck, and there's a white flower in her hair.

A lily. It seemed appropriate at the time.

And the room is comfortable and empty when she arrives, so she sets her purse down and goes to inspect the equipment, running her fingers, perhaps bravely, over the toys and tools set out. She sorts through them until she takes the paddle down, giving it a testing, curious tap against her hand. Pain isn't something that bothers her, but the sound it makes on her skin still makes her jump a little.]


At least some things never change between worlds...


[the key to hearts (A)]

[How she can turn down the fundraiser when she sees the fliers, sees what they're for? Helping children, homeless ones, is a case that Nerissa believes anyone should jump at the chance to do, so she takes a paper down and folds it up and tucks it safely into her purse. That night, putting her name into the mix is easy, and she spends most of the night choosing not to dance, only sipping at a glass of wine absently while she watches the people.

It's more humans than she's ever seen in one place, she thinks, and she can't help wondering- what are the rules on Mundies finding out about Fables in a place where Fabletown law isn't in the law to follow? There's a part of her that's always been grateful that humans haven't ever forgotten her, the story of The Little Mermaid one that never fades far from their media or their minds, giving her a seemingly immortal lifespan. As long as they remember her, she'll go on living.

And now, in this place, given the situation, she'll probably be sleeping with someone who grew up on stories of her. It's... an odd thought.

Eventually she steps outside for a smoke, digging in her purse for her package of cigarettes and wondering exactly what she'll do when she runs out, but for now it's half a pack and her lighter, when she shakes it, is full. She's good, for now, and when she sees someone else she's quick to offer a smile, hold the pack out.]


Do you want one?

[the key to hearts (B)]

[After her smoke break, Nerissa heads back inside very aware that the party is winding down, names have been pulled, and people are pairing up together. Rather than waiting to hear her name called, being sought out, she peeks over shoulders until she sees a card with her name on it.]

Oh- Nerissa. That's me. [She offers a smile, puts out her hand politely to shake, and does not seem at all put off by this arrangement.] Hello.
Edited 2018-10-14 23:18 (UTC)
fallen_cetra: (We chased after broken dreams)

[personal profile] fallen_cetra 2018-10-14 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
See? It wasn't nearly as hard as it seems, now was it?

[In the weighty silence while Estinien had been stewing, Aerith had been amusing herself by investigating all the interesting and strange equipment in the room. It seemed more like a torture chamber than anything else, yet she couldn't help but snoop a little out of interest. Yet when the dragoon finally cracks, she turns away from the spreader bars she'd been turning over in her hands, setting it aside in an instant to nearly skip to his side, her smile once more in place.]

I think I've got the gist of it, something about us solving a puzzle together to escape the room, isn't it? Sounds like fun to me, unless you'd rather try it alone some more?

[For a moment she seems to mirror his glare with startling accuracy before it's once again replaced with her gleeful smile. She's having too much fun playing with him already, and it likely doesn't bode well for him.]
terraria: art source: remnim@Twitter (● peaceful)

3

[personal profile] terraria 2018-10-14 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Gods know what that is.

[ Aspen hadn't really taken the time to think about the music that was playing, but now that he had, it was... strange. It had a cadence that wasn't exactly true to itself, he thought. The lyrics were nonsensical. He shook his head.

Despite his petite stature and effeminate looks, Aspen notably lacks the slender tattoo denoting a Submissive - something that he notices on Judar, violet eyes focused on the line with a quirk of his brow. ]


Everyone will be matched up in a few months time, so I suppose this is practice for then.
reinkarnate: (cherry picking)

Karna | Fate/ | Dominant

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Lies Travel in Company

[How peculiar. He glanced out the train before looking back in. Modern technology was quite amazing as usual. Karna was much more interested in everything he was observing. How strange to watch people accept their treatment despite them being treated poorly or that it seems that others did not hesitate to treat them so lowly.

So this was the "normal" of this land. If so, then he will accept it.

What was more was that he had been told that he was a Dominant, although he is still slightly unsure what that entails specifically, and had been given many luxuries. This...well, he was not quite used to that. He does not think much of it though as it will not change how he is or how he treats others in the end.
]

Technology is quite amazing now, isn't it? [He turns towards whoever was seated next to him.] This place is quite beautiful, don't you think? It is quite different from a lot of what I've been fortunate to experience before.

[Eventually, Karna will leave the train to wander the areas of the Down. He was much more interested in those that reside there and their circumstances.]

A Waist of Leeways

[Karna tilts his head slightly as he takes in their surroundings. A rather peculiar decor. For some reason he feels as though it would be something Queen Medb would be rather proud of.] They call this an Escape Room? Based on the name and the instructions given, we are to find a way out. This place surely has very interesting pastimes.

[He smiles a bit.] We do not have a choice. Let us do our best. Shall we?

The Key to Hearts

[It should be no surprise that if there is an option to be charitable, the Hero of Charity would surely do so. So, of course, he donates and contributes what he can. It quite works out that he can given his status in this world. He thinks this is quite fortuitous.

He is quite taken with the food that you will most likely find him looking over what is available to them.
] There are many different things here. It is almost overwhelming. What have you tried?

[Otherwise, he will consider the night well spent and get ready to leave. He was not very good at socializing, so such a sociable event isn't really something of his tastes. Dancing? He is not familiar with the dancing of this place. Perhaps he will learn it for future endeavors. He is more surprised when he is told to draw a name when he decides to leave.] Ah, excuse me? I have been told to draw a name and I have been told this is you.

Wild Card!

[If none of these prompts work, I am open to anything!]