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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!! |
allison argent ➹ teen wolf ➹ dominant
« « « THE KEY TO HEARTS
« « « NETWORK.
« Name: Allison Argent
« Handle: a.argent
» » » WILDCARD.
« « « THE KEY TO HEARTS
But she's dead. It can't bring back the dead, nothing can.
The resulting crash is bad, and it puts him down for a long while. He doesn't show it much anymore, only to those who know him best: he still goes about his life, like he has since she died. He finds clothes almost as bad as what he wore to the Winter formal where he told her he loved her. He goes to the Gala, because if there are homeless kids down here, he wants to know who they are so he can get them somewhere safe.
But he smells her again. And again, and again, whiffs that keep throwing him off balance, keep him from doing the detective work he's trying so hard to get better at. By the end of the night he's accomplished near nothing, and finds himself shuffled into a room with a bunch of other submissives. He barely notices them, because the smell is getting stronger. Is he going crazy? Has he cracked? It's possible, just not likely. His skin is crawling. What is happening?
Then she walks through the door, and his heart stops.]
u mean MY HEART ugh
...scott mccall is standing there in what looks like it's nearly the same ill-fitted suit he'd worn at the winter formal, just weeks earlier — not the same one, most likely, because he seems remarkably different to her for some reason — staring at her and looking completely stunned and bewildered to see her here.
it's shocking enough that there's even anyone from beacon hills at this gala event, but it's even more surprising that it's scott, and allison doesn't waste a moment more before she's taking off at a run toward him in her heels and silver taffeta. ]
Oh, god, you're here — [ she flings herself at him and throws her arms around his neck, and that's when she can tell he is different — he's just a little taller, a little more muscle tone and his hair is shorter. but it's him; it's unmistakably him. ] I'm so glad I'm not alone, in this place — Scott, were you hiding or something, during the event? I can't believe I didn't see you, earlier —
[ she's only gotten the barest glimpse of the line down his throat, disappearing into the collar of his shirt before she's barnacled herself to him, but it's obvious that he's been labeled a submissive. laughable, given how strong he is, but these designations seem completely arbitrary anyway — she doesn't consider herself to be particularly domineering.
allison's brows knit now as the realization fully settles, over his shoulder where her face is tucked into his neck and she can breathe him in, and if she clings to him just a little bit tighter, it's not because she thinks he's helpless and can't defend himself.
it's because she knows for certainty, now, that she's been brought here to protect him. ]
here to take names and break hearts /finger guns
It's like the summer after she broke up with him never happened. It's like they're back in sophomore year, working out how to date, or pretending they weren't. Scott is rocketed back in time; she crashes into him and he holds her immediately, tightly, maybe too tight. He doesn't try to move them out of the center of the room, doesn't look around at the other subs, doesn't do anything but hold onto her. If this is a dream, please god, let him never wake up.
Please.
She's talking - he can literally feel the vibration of it against his shoulder, but it takes a moment for him to paly it back, sort out what she's trying to tell him over the refrain in his head: she's alive, she's alive, she's alive.]
No. [His voice cracks when he speaks, and he has to swallow hard, try to master it. He's much better at this than he used to be: it comes from failing a lot. From having a beta. From taking care of so many people.
From losing people.]
No, I wasn't - I didn't know you were - I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
[For so many things, God. She doesn't know. She can't know. When he does finally pull back - and he has to force himself to put even that much distance between them - he cups her face with both hands, studying her face. Her hair is still long; does that mean - can that possibly mean that that summer (that long, awful summer) hasn't happened for her yet? He doesn't know how to ask something like that. It doesn't make sense.
His eyes dart to her throat, and relief floods his face. Not marked; she'll have a place to stay some place nice, like Stiles.]
Are you okay?
you are killing me smalls i hope u kno