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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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hungerneverfed: (neutral | grave)

[personal profile] hungerneverfed 2018-10-15 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[Jonathan's hand, by contrast, is very cool. At the mention of being a biased, the doctor raises his hand and gestures toward the other man.]

A fresh pair of eyes may more readily see the flaws in any system, be it societal or scientific. It is unfortunate that many fail to take heed of those with an outsider's perspective. What is it you do, sir? Are you a scientist or sociologist?
advisors: for fuck's sake (all beat and tired)

[personal profile] advisors 2018-10-15 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
( what.jpg at all of that )

I can see Sin wanting to challenge Alibaba, but crush him? That's not... ( He frowns, pausing. No, Sinbad would do anything to keep things controlled, even if it meant...

He scowls, crossing his arms. )
A Corporation? And... the trading company, again? What about Sindria itself? He wouldn't just leave it- ( UGH. SIN, WHAT DID YOU DO )
gentrify: (pic#11581303)

cw: insensitivity about mental health??? idk

[personal profile] gentrify 2018-10-15 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)
well yea ok so less morally shitty option
w/e wording makes u happy
idk tho depends if hes been taking his pills + w/e mood hes in
hed probly get over it after a while if he does get pissed
just might get a little bonkers for a few days
rather avoid that tho

slutting it up when what?
when u have 2?
yea still slutting it up sry


[ well, by his standards because he's going to be full of guilt about it either way, but no one should listen to mickey about sex standards, like, ever. ]
littlepandora: (Drifting Dark)

[personal profile] littlepandora 2018-10-15 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Right.

[She looks down at her hands, just to avoid looking at anyone while her face is so hot. Pandora is a survivor by nature. Survival here means being pleasant and seemingly available, playing a roulette with her abilities to avoid worse things.]

Did they give you your room number?

littlepandora: (Default)

[personal profile] littlepandora 2018-10-15 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Pandora's smile is a flickering thing, more social conditioning than warmth. She stays very self contained in her seat, hands clasped on her lap. Her dark eyes tick from his gaze to his throat to her hands.

"I'm Pandora. Um. Pleased to meet you." Peobably. Maybe.

[personal profile] excaliburnt 2018-10-15 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[Saber delivers a brutal backhand without hesitation, incensed in an instant.]

I am a king.
a2brutus: (021)

A2 doesnt need to learn she has one already

[personal profile] a2brutus 2018-10-15 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[That's fine. A2's resting bitchface is legendary, and the fact she always looks distinctly grumpy and unapproachable probably doesn't help. But in new situations, she has to branch out. It's not like she has a choice!

But this person beside her? He's absolutely just as unhappy as she is, and honestly it's! Kind of a relief.
]

That too. [She says, leaning back a little in her seat to get more comfortable.]

I just don't get why they're forcing us to go through with this stuff.
killful: pixiv illust id: 67022800 (056 efficacious star)

keys

[personal profile] killful 2018-10-15 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[Okay. Assassin knows he's in a suit and can be relied on as an errand boy when things come down to it, but emperors do tend to push their desires onto others like this. Ah, he's tired already. But! Annoyed as he is, he's glad to see another familiar face. If she's a friend, good. If she's an enemy, well, at least he knows what to expect.

He smiles past the bouquet.]


Ah, um... Do all Sabers eat like you?
kuroi_taiyo: (134)

[personal profile] kuroi_taiyo 2018-10-15 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Not...? Bullshit.

[ They both know it's possible. Judar knows even more, because Sinbad has Seren inside of him, and she was the pinnacle of going through any lengths to ensure the best for her people. ]

Wouldn't just- You know damn well that he'll even abandon the stupid kingdom if he thought it'd be better for his plans with the world. To unite it, without wars? Looking away metal vessels because they're the biggest risk? How long was that idea around? He was looking past Sindria since what happened to the first one- he just couldn't leave that be in the beginning- and you know it.
heterodoxy: (pic#)

[personal profile] heterodoxy 2018-10-15 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ one glass, if that, is all Sherlock's had to drink tonight. you can't be the onlooker if you're just as swallowed up in the merriment. alcohol dulls the senses - not enough, not quickly, not so much that a glass or two might skew his judgement. but it's foolhardy to trust anything here. the alcohol, the people.

one glass then. so far, at least. enough to soften the very sharpest of his edges, bring some realism to the characters he plays (take the edge off the evening, bring him some courage in this mad, mad place—)

the slight narrowing of his eyes, then, has nothing to do with drink. there's a quirk to his smile, wry amusement. his hand remains extended, steady, undaunted. ]


I'm not looking for a drink. I'm looking for a dance.

[ not a trace of hesitation, quite the contrary. where he sees it in the man he's waiting for, his own surety seems to firm.

it could be a challenge. or, perhaps, permission. come on. test your boundaries. what else is there to do on a night like this? when you're still sharp and unblurred by the bubbles that dizzy the people around them, tired perhaps (if that's what it is, Sherlock can't trace the deprivation evident in the shade and pinch of his eyes to the lines of his face or the way he holds himself) but not so tired as to give in to temptation or allow any trace of it into your voice. what else is a man like that, a man with his eyes peeled and his spine straight, possibly to do on a night like this?

a man on the lookout. Sherlock's head tilts, just so. just enough, he hopes, for the motion to draw attention to the unaltered skin of his throat, visible under his open collar.

Dominant. ]
veneer: ({ facade })

[personal profile] veneer 2018-10-15 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
If you like dragon's piss then I'll buy that next time I see you glowering. [Gabriel shrugs a little, as though the answer's quite obvious, being as amicable in his responses as Eggsy is antagonistic. Of course, there's always the chance that being unflappable makes flappable people flap more. But that's entertaining, at least.] Someone has to keep the dragons in business. But for now, try this before I ask what you were glowering for.

[He nods to the glass the bartender's set down, next to a matching twin for Gabriel. He's even matched the triple measure - it still sets him three behind Eggsy's pace, and that's just for as long as he's been watching him drink. Gabriel tends not to get drunk to cope with his problems, it's too close to his father's preferred method, and he's made a promise to himself to never end up a wreck of a man like him. But he has a good tolerance for alcohol that perhaps he should thank his father for, he can keep up with most people before starting to feel significant effects.

All of which is to say he doesn't have much of a coping strategy of his own anymore, and maybe that's something he should be working on. For now, he'll observe Eggsy's.]


I'm Gabriel. [Pronounced the French way, like the girl's name, not the angel. He smiles mildly.] And who the fuck are you?
high_warlock: (022)

[personal profile] high_warlock 2018-10-15 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ They're not technically colleagues, Magnus' brain supplies. No matter how pleasantly this conversation is going, no matter how much respect Magnus offers the doctor, from the outsider perspective, they are two things. Dominant and Submissive. It's a hard thought to shake, not matter how much Magnus wants to.

...Maybe in the privacy of his apartment, though...

He nods and leads the way, taking long strides to keep one step ahead of Jonathan. ]


I'm not, actually. That's more the domain of one of my friends. I've picked things up by osmosis, but not much. No, I'm simply... a researcher of specialized subjects.

[ He throws a wink over his shoulder at the other man. ]

Magic.
a2brutus: (004)

[personal profile] a2brutus 2018-10-15 10:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[A2 makes Exactly The Face in her icon to the womans comment, but thankfully before she can respond with an awful sounding "what", 9S grabs her attention as she takes her card.

Unfortunately for him.
]

Next time don't laugh and I won't have to kick your ass. [Which is also her admitting she's petulant and embarrassed by what happened, but SHUT UP.]

C'mon, lets get out of here. It's making the last of my skin crawl.
iseeall: (dead)

[personal profile] iseeall 2018-10-15 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, that solved that problem at least, and there was no one else in the room to get embarrassed by. Leo quickly snatched the envelope from the bottom of the cage, patting his arm to tell Klaus let him down.

Frankly, he was still kind of worried about Klaus being high off of whatever they gave him, but he was equally afraid what he'd try if left to his own devices. "I got it. It's an envelope with a piece of paper."

Leo quickly ripped it open to read it, quickly growing confused when it was just a bunch of random symbols. Looking around, he saw the symbols were on a lot of the furniture and appliances around the room. "Don't tell me we have to search all of them...."
advisors: goddammit sin did you really (until i'm nothing)

[personal profile] advisors 2018-10-15 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)
( Thanks, he hates this. But absolutely knows Sinbad would, and could, do all of this. And... he'd still follow him, despite that. Would help him.

He just keeps on scowling, his arms staying crossed as he thinks about it all. )
I can't say I completely agree with the way he apparently went about it, but... to keep the world safe, the results speak for themselves. It's what he's been working for most of his life.
gentrify: (pic#11581241)

cw: jokes about suicide???

[personal profile] gentrify 2018-10-15 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ oh thank fuck, if this were lip he might have actually strangled a bitch. ]

well shit excuse me for being aware of the whole circus u got for a family

[ does he ask about where they're at now? if ian wants him screwing other people? and not him? they didn't exactly have a full conversation about it before mickey fucked off across the border in his floral dress and his hideous wig. ]

if i catch an eye full of franks nasty ass humping smth ur gonna have to come fetch the gun from my dead hand cuz theres no bleaching that outta ur brain
sorethumb: (003)

i love lup... also a

[personal profile] sorethumb 2018-10-15 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[Kija has not been crowded into a tiny apartment for the past few days, so his displeasure with the sudden press into this room is not with that but rather the rest - locked in a room as some kind of test? With, presumably, the penalty of being stuck here longer and longer should they fail...?

It's in poor taste. So when this stranger's hands suddenly catch fire, Kija gives her a sidelong look from where he's considering how likely an escape through the window is. It looks like there's a wall or something behind the glass, but, you know— why not break stuff, anyway.]


Anyone who keeps others trapped for their own entertainment deserves what is coming to them, I suppose. [He raises his right hand, big and and draconic and ready to rock!! and quite casually reaches down to upend the table by the window one-handed. Why not!] Sooner or later, someone will come to save what is left of their precious belongings.
kuroi_taiyo: (50)

[personal profile] kuroi_taiyo 2018-10-15 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
And in the end, he finishes what the organization wanted in the process.

[ How's that for the full cycle of events? ]

Not that you knowing would change anything. You'd follow along and do whatever was set up by him. Whether or not you had the choice...
pinkbridgebunny: (Default)

I can't tell you how tempted I was to tag you with Noin.

[personal profile] pinkbridgebunny 2018-10-15 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Feldt was startled at the question but nodded a little bit as it spoke again.

"Haro! Haro!"

"Its called a Haro. They're useful A.I. units," she said. "They can help run just about anything." She didn't want to really explain more, Celestial Being may not be known here but she was going to keep their secrets as much as she could.

"They're even more useful in a zero g environment."

[personal profile] mastermagician 2018-10-15 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Wha--- [ The question is cut off by Eichi's mouth, soft and warm against his own mouth, and all at once he feels a little faint, cheeks overhot, fingers tingling. He swallows as Eichi breaks back, laughing, and he's left staring after the other man.

His smile slowly growing, enchanted. He nods, and ducks to slide his shoes back on, snatch up his slim blue suit jacket, rounding around the counter to join the other man, fingers hooked under the collar of the light jacket and carrying it over his shoulder. ]


Everything. What do you want to do first?!
capturingeternity: (You want to be someone else?)

[personal profile] capturingeternity 2018-10-15 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[Dorian notes the flute with its untouched contents as well as the doctor's pallor, but if he finds either of them unusual he keeps it to himself for the moment. The stripe along his own throat is fairly pronounced by his open collar, but the 'younger' man flashes a wide smile to Johnathan's more tight-lipped one and meets his hand with a mild shake.]

Then I'm in luck. Well met, Doctor Reid; my name is Dorian Gray. I don't suppose you've found a cure for boredom in all of your studies?

[His own mask is perfectly, exquisitely human down to the color of his skin and the fastidiousness of his personal appearance.]
callmenines: (39)

[personal profile] callmenines 2018-10-15 10:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's not a good look for you A2. Stop looking so sour. Muttering something under his breath that's lost both to the ears around him and the other android's auditory systems, he pushes himself back up to stand, plucking his own card meekly from the hands of the assistant.

Talk about fucking awkward.]


Okay...let's go.

[He can't wait to leave now, to be honest.]
advisors: no you see you put it in like this (and i was there when three months later)

[personal profile] advisors 2018-10-15 10:34 pm (UTC)(link)
What the Organization wanted? No. He wouldn't. ( At that, he puts his foot down. That's ridiculous, Sinbad's been fighting them since he was a child. ) Unless their desires changed to "keep the world at peace" in those three years, you must be joking.

( That last one gives him pause, though. ) What do you mean, whether or not I had the choice?
stabbersinyerfambles: (silouette)

Cehd'ra Rowe - Final Fantasy XIV - Dominant

[personal profile] stabbersinyerfambles 2018-10-15 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
OUT OF CLUTTER FIND SIMPLICITY

"I'm leaving. Do you wish to come or stay?"

Not the most polite greeting Cehd'ra could give but then it's been a rough day. The massive space given to him had been looked over for only a handful of minutes before the miqo'te turned around to head back the way he came. Now he's spotted the other he supposes he's meant to share this floor with and decided to extended an invitation. He doesn't know if they're coming or going themselves but he has trouble imagining anyone who would be content to do nothing at this point.

It's not like he expects to go home. Not tonight at least. But trying and failing to sleep while waiting for whatever tomorrow's orientation will bring when he could be learning things sooner and on his own terms is out of the question. A soft chime marks the elevator's arrival and the miqo'te looks expectantly at the other for an answer as the door opens.

THE KEY TO HEARTS

A good cause is something worth slowing down for. It also gives him something worthwhile to do with the surplus of coin he earns with his new station. But almost from the moment Cehd’ra arrives he worries this isn’t as charitable an event as he’d been told. Not that he knows how these things are supposed to work. He’s only been to a couple of grand parties like this before and neither of them ended all that well for him.

The miqo’te remains mostly composed through the evening though his tail is prone to twitching, watching people rub elbows more than pledge any of their money. He’s also noticed names being taken but only from half of the guests, and as the night is drawing to a close he finds out the blunt way what they were being taken for.

A slim square of paper with a name on it, matching the Submissive he’s been paired with. Cehd’ra looks up at the other, being short enough he has to look up to most everyone, one ear twisting uncomfortably.

“You’re not beholden to me just because of this,” he says, indicating the paper.

(OOC: Or give me your own starter if neither of these suit your fancy. Cehd’ra’s a tiny cat man and Good Guy Dominant. Will match action or prose.)
exmagician: (ℓσσк ℓιкє α zσмвιє)

Dr. Ravi Chakrabarti / iZombie / Submissive - will match format.

[personal profile] exmagician 2018-10-15 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
lies travel in company

Since the initial arrival Ravi has spent much of his time going where he is told to, and following the crowd, merely to gain understanding and intellect where the policies of this place were concerned. From one fresh hell to the next, Ravi's not entirely sure which is better, an inevitable zombie apocalypse or a society all too focused on structure and roles.

A few times he's been aboard this bus, and despite the dubious look he's cast the submissives, given his own propensity to never be on his knees, he knows that he may inevitably have to occupy such a role to survive.

That's entirely new territory for him. Being well over six feet tall and overconfident to compensate where any flaws may exist didn't allow for much wiggle room when it came to his own social standing. He was more than generous with his lovers, but the proclivity for his work meant that a margin for any error was unacceptable.

"At what point do we get to query these rules and glean some practice ourselves?" Despite the tone being mostly concealed by the roughness of his throat to keep himself quiet enough not to be heard, he goes a little further to keep himself professional, leaning only so far as to touch shoulders with his neighbor beside him on the bus.


the key to hearts

"Well, this is unsettling, where are the h'ordeuvres?" In the past two years, being disconcerted was no excuse to not fill his stomach. Especially where his mensies were concerned. Food was a valuable asset, and brain food was even better. When you've lost friends and allies to an illness not completely understood, or watched them lose themselves to Romero-ism nothing is off the table. Certainly not a meal.

So far, there's been little to really entertain his interest, but people being sold off of stage was a little too close to trafficking for his liking. As a plate passes by in the arm of one particularly vapid hostess, he pulls himself not one but two flutes of champagne and a small round plate piled with cheeses and different things.

"You want?" It's clear there was no intention of sharing but might as well do his best to play into all of this. Submissive meant going a little further to please others, which hasn't always been something he's wont to do.


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