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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!! |
Balthier | Final Fantasy XII | Submissive
A sudden flurry of inexplicable activity, the loss of clothing and being booted to the curb like so much common trash was not an unfamiliar experience, though it was usually some jealous husband or wife doing the booting and not some ...scientists? Medical examiners? ...And the loss of clothes was usually followed by something a lot more fun.
Balthier eyed the cab and its driver warily. There were a thousand and one ways this could play out and so few pleasant. And here he was, without his pistol. Or trousers.
Well. He could play this game well enough.
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He was very surprised to find that the cab did indeed take him to his destination. Moreover, it was exactly what it had been described as. A motel - dingy, but he'd been in worse. And his things were, indeed, there. Balthier wasted no time in getting dressed.
He had no idea who his roommate was going to be, but he suspected they'd be as bewildered as he. For now, he'd settle in and examine the device he'd been handed.
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Poor helpless orphans. There was always some charity function drumming up meager funds while the lion's share of the coin went to providing party-goers with fine dining. The Ups and Downs of Duplicity reminded him thoroughly of the new and old sections of Archades. He'd crossed worlds somehow and yet little had changed save for the added sexual element.
He had no problem being tossed among the second-class citizens. Balthier was at his best among the underbelly of any society, career-criminal that he was. But he rankled a bit at being labeled a 'submissive'. He was no such thing in any sense of the word.
Well, maybe that one time Fran nabbed a pair of shackles, or the carrot incident that no one was to ever speak of again, but besides those.
He plucked a flute of champagne from a tray. It was a terrible temptation to conjure up some scheme to nab the proceeds - maybe they'd even reach their publicized targets - but his intended treasure wasn't ill-gotten capital. It was information.
He picked a target, and sidled up to them with an easy grin and oozing roguish charm.
"A lovely evening for a dance, if I might have the honour?"
Something about clutter and simplicity, neither are to his tastes...
He pauses, plopping himself down on his bed to cross one knee over the other and pick up his own device he'd left on the night stand. He'd only vaguely paid attention to what instructions were launched at him about it and how to use it, he figured it would be simple enough to play with it and figure it out on his own, but it proved less so. He sets it aside again and studies his room mate.
"I suppose we are to be trapped together for a time. Where are my manners?" He presses a hand over his chest and gives a small bow.
"Dorian Pavus." That would be LORD to some, but seeing as he's now a Submissive the title means little here. Though he must say he's rather please his room mate isn't all that hard on the eyes.
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He feigned interest in the device a little longer before peeking over the rim to give his current roommate a once over.
"Balthier," he replied by means of introduction. The notoriety that came with that name was also conspicuously absent. Maybe not for long, however. Life was no fun if there wasn't a price on your head.
"You may not have to put up with me for long, Dorian," he remarked, stretching and swinging his long legs over the side of the bed. "I'm taking the first airship I can find out of here. ...Unless of course you'd be inclined to join me?"
He inclined his head, the corner of his mouth twitching upward. No sense in beating around the bush.
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Of course, she won't say no to a little companionship but for once that's second nature.
It isn't like her not to want to be in the center of the room, flitting from partner to partner, but here she is lingering off to the side with a champagne flute of her own, dressed in a rust-colored dress with her long hair pulled back into a simple loose ponytail. The man who approaches her has a decidedly not-modern ( for her ) air and she eyes him unabashedly, noting his status, grinning in response.
"Could I have your name as well?" she asks, setting her glass aside to take his hand.
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"Balthier. If we're on the subject of names, might I hear yours?" He asked as they made their way to the dance floor.
For all his swagger, Balthier could be surprisingly elegant when it came to dancing - the long legs probably helped - but he had a natural ease about his poise, and he seemed quite relaxed as they whirled and twirled to the music.
"...Though I'll not hold it against you if you're trying to cultivate an air of mystery."
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Though this was not quite the dancing she was accustomed to, much more formal than anything she had ever done before, Ivy possessed a natural grace and followed him easily, content to be led.
"Have you just arrived?" she asked after a beat, tossing her hair back so that long bang no longer covered her eye.