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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!! |
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Scanner what?
[ He has no idea what you're talking about, but if it looks like a kid and sounds like a kid, then guess the fuck what. ]
Your stuff should be back at wherever you're stayin'. How long've you been waitin' for the bus?
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[Ah...maybe this human isn't familiar with androids? But that couldn't be the case. Humans made androids, after all.]
I've been waiting for one hour, twenty three minutes and six seconds and counting, Sir.
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[ There's a mixture of awe and disbelief in Iwai's voice as he says it, his eyes taking on a new light as he looks the kid over. He leans down now so that he can gaze closer, his brow furrowing together as he gazes at him. ]
Technology's come a hell of a way. I wouldn't've ever guessed.
[ He rubs the back of his neck as he straightens back up again, his gaze turning off to the side as he thinks about it. ]
You know where you're supposed to be goin', right? Go ahead, get in the car. I'll take you.
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Oh, um...okay? Sure? If it isn't too much trouble...
[How's he supposed to react to being ordered to get in the vehicle other than to get inside? Sorry if he gets the passenger seat wet. He also isn't buckling up, unless you tell him to. He's never ridden in a car before, okay.]
This is the address.
[He holds up his device, so the nameless man can read it.]
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[ Not his car (he... he doesn't think? Is this his car now? Is that how this works?), not his problem. Someone else can detail the inside of it later if it's needed. For now, Iwai keeps the umbrella over the boy's head until he gets in before he moves back to the driver's side to climb in himself.
He glances at the address and reaches forward to punch the information into the GPS system before he settles back into his seat (with his seatbelt on, thank you!) and takes off down the road. ]
The name's Iwai.
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He's also, again, human, and for an android to meet their creator, even in a broad sense, the experience is an awe inspiring one. At least for now it is.]
It's very nice to meet you. I'm 9S, but you can call me Nines if you would prefer that.
[More like 9S would prefer that, if only because being called by his nickname by a human would give him a rush of validation like nothing else.]
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[ Also 9S sounds way too clinical and really lends itself to the whole android thing and he'd rather not think about that part of this too hard. Robots are beyond him. Kaoru would probably lose his damn mind, though. After Iwai murdered everyone who brought his boy here, of course.
He goes to turn when he finds the car doing it itself and his hands come off of the wheel in surprise. Is it... is it driving itself? Is it because he put in a location in the GPS?
That's the handiest thing he's ever seen in his life.
Iwai drops his hands back down into his lap and settles back, then, since the car seems to have a better idea of what its doing than he would, and he turns his gaze to look toward Nines. ]
So what year were you-- I mean, what year is it, where you're from? 'Cause there's nothin' like you back home.
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Aha, well I'm not surprised there aren't models as advanced as me. I'm pretty new when it comes to when I was commissioned for production. The current year before I arrived here was 11945 A.D.
[Yeah. Take a moment to let that sink in.]
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[ You know what? It's probably a really good thing Iwai isn't actually driving because he probably would have just slammed the entire car right into the side of a building.
He can't even begin to fathom it. That's too many numbers. A slow breath escapes him as he leans his head back against his seat, eyes staring ahead through the rain toward nothing at all. 11945.
A hand comes up and he slowly drags it down his face, eyes closing for a moment as he lets it sink in. ]
That's... almost ten thousand years into the future.
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[He's just...not going to try and think about why this particular colony of Humans somehow survived and exists right now. He's not going to go there because if he does he's afraid of what he'll discover.
He'll ask those questions later, when he's in a better place to process potential existential crisis triggering content.]
You know, I always wanted to meet humans.
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A while, he says. This drive is taking a while. I'd say a handful of millennia constitutes more than a while.
[ At least he's amused, anyway. It's better than trying to think too hard about the fact that ten thousand years pass and then there are androids that look very much like humans. ]
So we're not around anymore, huh? Can't say I'm surprised. The fact that the planet's still even goin' at that point is the actual shock here. Doubt your first impressions are any good.
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I can't say I'm really sure what to make of humans yet, but it'd be a lie to say I'm not excited to get to know your species. You are our creators, after all.
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[ He has a lot of questions, but he's afraid of some of the answers. Of knowing too much about it. There isn't much in Iwai's life that he's afraid of; he's seen so much, been a part of so much, but it was all tangible things. Things he could see, touch, directly influence.
He's got in hand in this. His kid doesn't have any hand in this. He doubts several generations down even have a hand in it. Except for the part where maybe they destroy everything, but he'll be long gone by then.
Iwai reaches into one of the pockets of his coat and pulls out a sucker to unwrap and pop in his mouth. There's a pause before he reaches for a second, holding it out toward Nines. ]
Here.
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[He takes it gingerly, inspecting the lollipop with wide eyed wonder. Yeah, he's never had one before, can you tell? Not to mention he's just been given it by a human. There's also the fact he's not used to getting things in general. Period. I mean let's be real here he's from a canon where they say emotions are prohibited - gifts for the most part probably are too.
That doesn't mean he's going to give back what he's just been given. If anything, he only finds himself becoming even more excited.]
Oh hey...wait a minute...is this candy?!
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Well that was cute.
Iwai lifts an eyebrow as he watches Nines's reaction, how he stares at the little sweet like it's a thing of wonder. Definitely cute, like watching a kid open a present on Christmas day. Ah, Nines probably doesn't know what that's like either, huh? There's a small spark of something welling up inside of Iwai at that and he lets out a slow breath. ]
Yeah, it's candy. A sucker.
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[Ah...ahhh...this is so, so cool. He's practically vibrating in the car seat, attention fully fixated on the treat he's been handed. Something like this probably would be okay to consume, right? It's not like it was anything like mackerel so the chances of it screwing up his insides are slim. It's just sugar, essentially.
He's careful to unwrap it, peeling off the plastic that keeps it uncontaminated. Cautiously he sticks out the tip of his tongue, bringing the sucker forward so he can taste it. It registers as sweet (no surprise) and decides to be a bit more daring, giving it a proper lick.
Oh god. Oh god.]
It's...it's so sweet!
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[ He doesn't know if he's ever actually watched someone experience a little treat like this for the first time. Well... no, that's not true. He got to watch Kaoru experience it all, didn't he? Sweet, sour, savory, all of it. And now he gets to see it again.
Ah. There goes that spark again.
Iwai's lips twitch, a small smile appearing on his rough face, and he turns his gaze away to try to hide it. ]
I've always got extra. Whenever you want one, just say the word.
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[No really, it's been noted. Filed away in his memory bank as important information. Don't mind him as he...just keeps licking the sweet, clearly delighted, cheeks pink from coolant flushing to the surface.]
Really? Ah, in that case I might take you up on your offer in the future! I really want to share this with 2B.
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[ Don't say it. Don't say it, Iwai. Just keep it in. The joke is too obvious, too on the nose. Kaoru would be disappointed in you. ]
They wouldn't happen to have a nickname easier than that, would they?
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[But now that he's mentioned it, you bet your ass 9S is going to try and come up with a nickname for her. Even if she punches him for it.]
She won't even use my nickname so...
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no he's not.Iwai looks up when the car finally starts to slow down and he ducks forward a bit to peer out toward the building they've pulled up to and...
Yikes. Things really couldn't be more opposite from the Up, could they? Iwai puts the car into park and pops the door open, umbrella coming up as he steps out and moves around to the other side. He pulls the door open for Nines, motioning with his head. ]
I'll head up with you.
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