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duplicitymemes2018-10-14 04:38 pm
duplicitymods) wrote in duplicitymemes2018-10-14 04:38 pm
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TDM #2
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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. |
 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. |
 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. |
 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. |
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!! |
djeeta | granblue fantasy | submissive
[ It's kind of embarrassing to strut around in this kind of dress. She'd change, if she weren't clutching onto her sword so tightly her knuckles turned white. Djeeta did not normally give herself to panic, but while she was of age, that didn't she was intimately aware of... well, anything like this. The words kept swirling around in her head as she walked through the soft rain, recalling the way a Submissive sat down on the floor next to a Dominant and feeling, for the first time in many years, like she was completely out of her depth.
Would she have to do that, too? She found herself questioning her own strength.
No. No. She had to stay alert. Djeeta breathed in sharply and smacked her own cheeks, letting out a soft whine as the pain worked its way into her mind. ]
Where am I...? [ She looked up and around her, taking in the sights. The sights of... lingerie and boots. Ah. ]
This couldn't be our housing... excuse me? [ She looked across the street, trying to find someone she might be able to talk to. ]
› b. the key to hearts
[ The one thing that was really good about this dress was that it was pretty good to dance in. At least it looked formal enough that she didn't feel like she was sticking out like a sore thumb.
Not that Djeeta really knew how to dance. But it seemed that most of the women were lacing their arms around their partner's necks and swaying with them?
She tries that, though her partner might find it difficult to place their own hands - given Djeeta's sword seems to be right where their hand should be. It's a silent, accidental reminder to maybe not try anything frisky. ]
It doesn't really feel right being at a party, somehow...
[ Surprisingly, Djeeta doesn't seem very keen on company tonight: especially as the night winds down, she seems more intent on looking outside and asking about the safety of the event and the city itself, if anything. Can't keep a workaholic from her work. ]
› c. wildcard
[ Wanna catch Djeeta fighting crime or kicking ass and taking names? Let's do it! Or something more low key is cool too, everything is free game. ]
b
[ Her voice is warm and sensual, as it always is, though the glass half-filled hanging between her fingers might be just as much reason for it. What kind of person doesn't enjoy themselves at a party?
Clearly Rosetta is not that kind of person.
Ever the one to play the mysterious entrance card, Rosetta leans gently against one of the pillars to the doorway leading outside to the patio. Dressed as laviously and elegantly as one would expect for a woman with her particular sort of taste, that is, a low cut strapless black dress with a pair of glossy black heels that serve to help her cut an even more striking figure than usual for her.
As popular as she may be, and as much as she might even have enjoyed it through the night, as soon as she saw that familiar face of her adorable Captain, Rosetta slipped away from her suitors, so she could speak with Djeeta alone. ]
You've always been the type who's as restless as the wind, haven't you?
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[ Djeeta's entire face brightens when she hears her, turning away from the imposing cityscape to look at her trusted crewmate and friend. But just as easy as her cheer comes, so does a bit of embarrassment, eyelids lowered as her gaze dips to the ground. ]
I thought it might feel right... it's for a good cause and all! But I still feel...
[ Her hand comes up to her neck, where she knows the Submissive tattoo is, and her small shoulders tighten as her brow furrows. ]
Maybe it's because Lyria and Vyrn aren't here...?
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It must be difficult for you. Being here without them. I understand your pain more than you may think.
[ She loves those two as well. But more than anything Rosetta doesn't want her Captain to lose faith in herself. She can't allow that, not when she is here. Looking down at her, Rosetta unable to help how much she may tower over the young girl, but she still sees so much of her father in her... ]
You should never doubt yourself, or what you are capable of, even if you feel alone they are always with you, in some way.
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Still, the hand that had been about her neck to indicate to the tattoo shifts, down to her chest - pressing against her heart where it beats steadily. She's not panicked with Rosetta. Instead she feels that snapping of her life and Lyria's, distant, cut away from each other. It hurts. She shouldn't let herself be too clingy - she needs to be strong, even for Rosetta - even if she really just wants to hug her and not let go in this scary time. ]
I... I won't. [ She assures herself just as much as she assures Rosetta of this. Djeeta swallows hard, trying to smile, but her brows are knit together and the light doesn't quite reach her eyes. ]
Do you think... they're scared?
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a
It seems those sick bastards brought in another fresh batch. Observing the girl from where he is, Kamui easily picks up that lost pair of eyes. He has a feeling he already knows what she's about to ask him, but of course, he has to hear her out first. He stares, waiting for her to explain herself. ]
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I'm supposed to be looking for 'temporary housing'... do you know where that is?
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Come.
[ He's going to lead her there since it's easier for her to learn the paths that way. There are a lot of winding backstreets in the Down, it's not exactly meant to be a gorgeous area, so there's a lot of thoughtless architecture down here. It's all too easy to get lost as a result, and all too easy for shady people to do the wildest things. So it might actually be safer to walk with him. ]
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At first, Djeeta means to turn away - maybe he didn't like being talked to like that? Well, she'd usually chase him down, but... - yet as he speaks to her, she looks after him and starts to follow. Her light footsteps are hard to hear, but the swish of her clothes maintain that she is close behind. ]
Thanks. I'm Djeeta... who are you?
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o that's my bad, sorry!
no problem ♥
A
Ah, hello. Is there something you need? I'll do my best to assist.
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Do you know where the way to temporary housing is? I got a little lost...
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Ah. I think I know where you wish to be. I was listening during the tour and saw many whom had temporary housing get off at a certain stop from the train. I apologize, but I am not completely confident in where it is. We can find it together though.
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Really? Thank you!
[ She extends her hand, intending to shake on it. ]
It's nice to meet you. I'm Djeeta.
a
[ Staring into a shop window, Beatrix has been doing what she does best to calm herself down: shopping. Not that as a submissive she can actually buy the things she might want, but she can window shop at least, which as former royal now underpaid Society member, it's actually what she's more used to now than anything.
It's while she's looking into the shop window when she catches sight of the reflection of someone behind her. Bright blond hair. An (almost) overly elaborate costume. That voice— ]
C-Captain?!
[ She spins so hard she almost gives herself whiplash, her face lighting up like a dog's who's been reunited with their owner after years spent apart (or like ten minutes) and she wastes no time waving estactically as she runs over. ]
Captain!!!
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[ While there are a lot of people who call her 'Captain', there are only a few who have a similar cadence to Bea. Djeeta turns sharply, used to her call, and she opens her arms warmly, taking a few steps forwards, both as a sign of recognition and welcome and ... to really hope she didn't trip or anything, because the streets were really slippery and muddy and it'd be a shame if Beatrix ended up dirty. This was their only change of clothes, wasn't it? ]
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Arghgkck—
[ Which is what happens as her foot slips in her eagerness to see her Captain, splashing down into a puddle face first with a most undignified noise. ]
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B
May I have the honour of keeping you company, Captain?
['lo and behold, it's Nezahualpilli. Given that he's not dressed in his usual, traditional attire, he might look almost unrecognisable.]
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... to stare at him with a confused, taken aback expression. Ah, what?
Her confusion forms to shock, recognition lighting in her eyes. No, wait, that's still pretty much the same silhouette! ]
I - I didn't even recognize you! [ She steps forwards, gripping his forearm, eyes alight with interest. Wow, he kind of looks like a completely different person...
But then, she grows concerned. ] - did they take your usual clothes away?
[ She remembers being stripped, after all... ]
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Hahah! It's fine. They returned my belongings to me. [His clothes, his weapon and whatever he's carrying.] I'm simply attending this gathering in these clothes.
[Which is a rather new experience for him! Even when he's not wearing his battle ready uniform, his casual, simpler clothes are traditional as well.]
I do admit, it's rather new for me to wear this. But it's not unwanted.
oh right, B, WHY DO I ALWAYS DO THIS WITH YOU
He approaches her from the side, well within sight so he doesn't accidentally catch her by surprise, and gives a small bow. ]
I hope you haven't had to be alone for too long, Captain. I trust you've been given the rundown of everything?
i distract u, fufufu
Mm-hmm. [ She scratches her cheek, looking down. ] It's hard to not feel alone, without Vyrn and Lyria... but I managed! [ Djeeta turns fully to him, lacing her fingers together, leaning slightly forward on her toes. ] How long have you been here?
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[ He leaves it unsaid that even if he didn’t want to find her here, he’d want to find Lyria and Vyrn even less. He speaks the truth— his days and nights are a lot less bright without the collective and optimistic energy of the three of them.
He grows quiet for a moment, knowing that his answer might worry her, and that’s the last thing she needs. ]
A month or so, give or take a few days. It’s been just me and Percival thus far.
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Either way, she was there at the moment, so when she hears someone screaming for help, Videl doesn't waste any time with taking to the air and flying in the direction she heard it from.
And yet somehow she's apparently too late to show up to help. A woman in a lavish and impractical dress was already there, and had beaten the muggers into the ground.
So instead of punching people Videl's just going to hover in the air and look over at the woman.]
Uh... good job?
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Thanks...?
[ She can't be certain if that's an earnest compliment or disappointment... ]
They're not hurt... I just knocked them out.
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She lands, deciding that maybe flying in the air wouldn't be the best idea right now.]
That's pretty impressive that you were able to do this without hurting them. Using a sword, I mean. [ There's a pause from her, then...] How did you get here so fast?