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Duplicity Game Mods ([personal profile] duplicitymods) wrote in [community profile] duplicitymemes2022-01-10 07:43 pm
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TDM #22


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« « « ALL ON DISPLAY


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.

... and 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.

Enjoy your free time until orientation! Participation is mandatory by all new and old arrivals.

Winter is here and snow flurries are common in the Up while the slush collects in the Down.



» » » ALL ABOARD




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.



« « « WINTER WONDERLAND




As a particularly heavy snowstorm blows across the city, Duplicity finds itself blanketed in white. The morning after the storm, many citizens seem to be in a particularly mischievous mood and snowballs are a common sight flying through the air. A projectile meant for someone else may hit you square in the face if you're not careful — and then it's on. Joining these impromptu snow battles is encouraged, no matter a person's designation, and even Submissives teaming up to pelt unsuspecting Dominants with snowballs is generally taken in the spirit of good fun. Not everyone is throwing snow, of course — some are rolling much larger balls and shaping them into lewd snow figures.

Those feeling chilled after playing in the snow may experience the urge to warm up with someone else, skin to skin. Whether they're a stranger or a familiar face, holding hands, kissing, or getting down and dirty with the nearest willing partner is invigorating. It might even be the only way to really feel warm again.



« « « DUBIOUS DELIVERIES


(cw: aphro, humiliation kink)

Want to make some quick cash? After exiting the train in the Down, there seems to be a questionable character hanging about the station. Dressed in a trenchcoat and looking more like a flasher than the businessman he claims to be, this shady recruiter offers easy money in exchange for a simple delivery. Just take a package and drop it off at the address on the label. Really, that's it! Stop asking questions.

Should characters decide to open the package themselves instead, they'll discover one of the following: glitter — so much glitter, lube (appears normal, but actually contains hot pepper and will cause more than a mild tingling sensation if used anywhere sensitive), a package of flavored condoms mysteriously labeled "every flavor" (none of them taste good), candy or perfume containing an aphrodisiac that, in addition to the usual libido-boosting effect, will also cause an intense craving for humiliation.

It seems to be one of those services that allows one to send anonymous prank gifts, and they're hiding behind LIERs as couriers. There's no return address or company information on or inside the package, except for a card marked Encoded Sin Corp — which does not seem to be a real company if the name is searched.

Whether characters end up delivering the package — maybe even to a fellow LIER — or get into some trouble along the way, someone is getting a nasty surprise.



« « « SURPRISES FOR SALE


(cw: aphro, dubcon, excessive fluids, exhibitionism, public use)

A small winter market has been set up along one of the major streets in the Up with stalls selling a variety of goods ranging from knitted hats and scarves, soaps, scented lotions, candles, jewelry, artwork and assorted crafts to hand-dyed bondage rope and kinky leather accessories. Food and drink stands are plentiful as well. Strings of lights crisscross the street between the roofs of the shops, providing a cheerful glow, and there are tables set up in the street itself for people to sit and chat while having a snack — if they can stand the cold.

Some of the most popular treats being sold are hot chocolate, eggnog, marshmallow snowmen, and sugar cookies decorated like snowflakes. Of course, their popularity may have something to do with the effects they produce when consumed.

• The hot chocolate simply gets one all hot and bothered.
• The eggnog may cause heavy production of sexual fluids, a desire to be filled or covered with someone else's cream, or all of the above.
• The marshmallow snowmen will make those who eat them want to invite others to use them as they please, desiring nothing more than to be molded into the perfect fucktoy.
• The sugar cookies seem to induce all sorts of different cravings — after all, no two snowflakes are alike!

These effects tend to last at least an hour and may, in some cases, last up to a full day.

One of the jewelry shops sells an unusual selection of compass pendants and bracelets. The compass arrows spin round and round lazily while the pieces are on display. Once worn, however, that changes. The arrow will settle on a direction, but instead of pointing north it will lead directly to another person. Perhaps you should speak to them? You may even begin to feel magnetically drawn to them yourself… In the event that two people have compasses that point them at each other, the attraction will be even stronger — nearly impossible to deny.

There is another shop which sells intricately designed pocket watches and small clocks. When these timepieces are stared at for an extended length of time or picked up and handled, characters will feel a brief but strong connection to their past and experience a vivid flashback to some moment that was, in whatever way, meaningful for them. After reliving the memory, they will feel compelled to speak about it to whoever is nearby.



« « « MOD & OOC NOTES



Please read carefully.

On each Test Drive Meme, there will be a section noting character roles; these will vary each TDM. On an IC level, characters will still have gone through the doors but assignments OOCly are still randomized. When applying, there is a section of the application that denotes whether the character chooses "left" or "right." When participating on the TDM, there will be a third option. Players may link either a top level or a thread (five or more comments from their character) from the TDM and title the link as "Door Pass." This means that the player is choosing to take the designation that they were randomly assigned on the TDM, rather than taking the designation of a door. If the player decides to select a door rather than use the pass, then they are trying their luck; they may get the same designation they had on the TDM or the opposite. Once the application is submitted, players can't change their choice.

To assign roles to characters for this TDM, use the following guide:

If your character likes it hot, they are a Dominant. If your character prefers the cold, they are a Submissive.

To Note: Characters can only swap their designation for one of the following reasons: an event occurs that allows it or there are OOC reasons that make it a necessity. Any swap always requires mod approval and each character can only ever switch once. Characters that are being reapped will keep their previous designation but players can choose to use new TDMs with different designations for fun!

Test Drive threads can be used as activity proofs for characters currently in-game.

Please remember to mark any necessary content, and have fun!!




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aheartlessdog: (pic#12912075)

[personal profile] aheartlessdog 2022-01-31 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Akutagawa smirks smugly the second the package is destroyed. Victory tastes sweet, even one as minor as this. The injury to Atsushi's pride smells sweeter than even the fragrance now in the air (a smell which should have alarmed Akutagawa, considering how this place operates, but as it is, he doesn't notice it at all).

He's given no time to gloat when Atsushi lunges towards him, claws out. Rashoumon raises in front of him, forming a shield which crackles loudly as Atsushi's claws scrape against it. This is more like it.

For now, Akutagawa still has his package but he is suitably fooled into thinking Atsushi is looking for a fight. The shield dissipates and Rashoumon lashes out again, aiming to impale Atsushi on a sharp tendril. His focus is on his attack and not the package in his hands; if Atsushi suffered the impalement, he could easily swipe it from Akutagawa's hands.
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[personal profile] ipswichson 2022-01-31 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Caleb laughs, mirroring Isaac's gesture. "Salud."

He downs it, so used to overdrinking at this point it doesn't phase him like it once would have. Instead he just pours them both another.

"Then the worst part shouldn't be a problem. Sorry but been here over a year and been in the people zoo once and never again."
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[personal profile] pissoffbook 2022-01-31 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
I know, it sucks. If I ever find a way to fuck the system, you're welcome to join.

[She scoffs. Kainé had already heard that the person in charge is actually a Submissive, which confused the hell out of her. Then Anna mentions singing and a band and Kainé looks thoughtful.]

I think there are a few clubs you could probably get a job singing or something. At least you don't have to rely on a Dominant to get you the job.

[She then frowns.]

There might be other things required of you though...
cryfrustration: (60)

[personal profile] cryfrustration 2022-01-31 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh right, that." The question of the licensing and testing is one he should probably clear up before there's any greater misunderstanding. He does it incredibly casually while he examines Ben's spikes though, like both what he's saying and what he's seeing are the most ordinary and unexceptional things in the world.

"For the natives here, I imagine they might care 'bout all that. It's a bit different with LIERs in general, I guess, even after you been here a year 'n they make you a 'full citizen' of the city."

Holding Ben's collar back with his pinky and ring finger, Vrenille touches not so much the spikes but the skin around them, the places where it's scarred and puckered and the places where the scarring is less. It's a caress that goes up to Ben's hairline on one side and then down his nape on the other, so that even when he does brush over the metal of the spikes, the contact is about Ben, not about some alien modification to his body.

The whole time, he just carries on talking, like it's nothing. "Me, I used fuck men for coin, back before the whole fighting 'gainst the elder dragons thing. Particular sorta context--my hometown had been under siege for 'bout two 'n a half centuries. You get a special kinda community that way, lotta repeat clients, lotta soldiers. I was real used to listening to 'em talk anyway."

He drops his hand away from Ben's collar, examination complete. "When I got here and I found there's no mark on my throat, I figured I was gonna have to, well, re-brand. Same skill set, just spun a bit different." He shrugs.

And then the corner of his mouth tugs into a playful smirk. "It's a good joke, screaming when someone touches 'em. Just don't play it on anyone too precious if you're hoping to get into bed with 'em."
colorature: (11)

For Sale

[personal profile] colorature 2022-01-31 06:33 pm (UTC)(link)
It's quite a pathetic sound but it's not unfamiliar to Diva - her boyfriend whined in a similar fashion from time to time, like the sad dog he was. The effect it has on her is almost like a mother responding instinctively to a crying child. She just can't ignore it.

Dressed in a frilly white winter coat, along with matching warm mittens and and a hat, Diva makes her way over to her fellow Submissive, giving him a small wave when she gets close to him.

"Hey, are you hungry?"

The rumblings of his stomach seem to say as much.
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[personal profile] pissoffbook 2022-01-31 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
My whole body will look like this arm.

[Her fist tightens.]

And if that happens. There are two choices. One is to find Nier and hope to God he can bring me back. The other... the other is to kill me.

Think of it as an act of mercy. Kill me before I become a mindless beast.
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[personal profile] darktrade 2022-01-31 07:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[Kid.]

Good to know you're resourceful.

[Not wanting for the sake of want, making use of the technology already at hand - William's still a man of excess in a lot of ways himself, so he'll happily still buy Oliver things he doesn't need in time too, but it's just nice to be reassured he's not going to be overly played. Just played. As one agrees to be when courting a sugarbaby.]

How's the mousse?
gekkajuu: commissioned, please do not steal (看過できない衝動だけが)

[personal profile] gekkajuu 2022-01-31 07:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Atsushi dodges at first: once, twice... He knows he probably can't beat Akutagawa if he faces him directly, but he can at least stall for time. This way, Akutagawa hopefully won't expect anything when Atsushi suddenly doesn't dodge, instead choosing to be stabbed right through the chest so he can take the package from Akutagawa's hands with surprisingly little trouble.

Of course he's more than willing to be stabbed. He will heal; the package would not. That it hurts is little more than an inconvenience: he even looks Akutagawa straight in the eyes during his blatant theft. That's what you get when you consider hurting your enemy more important than your actual goal!

Then he leaps back as straight as he can, sliding back over the Rashoumon-tendril running through his body as he does - and he turns, making a run for it. He can try to find the actual address later; his first priority is to get away from Akutagawa before the guy destroys this package too. Destroying seems to be all the guy does, after all!

Atsushi is definitely getting some blood on the package, which won't be creepy at all if he manages to deliver it. But hey, that's his dedication as a delivery guy! Or something.
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[personal profile] gekkajuu 2022-01-31 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
All wide-eyed, as if the sudden start of a conversation is something to be afraid of (well... isn't it?!), Atsushi looks over at the girl. For a moment, from her reaction and how well dressed she is, he dares to hope that she could do him a favor and buy him something. (With his own money, of course! He'd pay her back!)

But then he notices the black line on her neck, the same as his, and he feels silly for getting his hopes up.

"... Maybe a little." Definitely more than a little. With an embarrassed half-smile, he looks at the stand. "I was hoping to buy some hot chocolate, but... it's not that easy, is it?" He looks back at the girl, his smile widening but also becoming a bit more tense in how forced it is. "It's strange how quickly you get used to buying your own things!"
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[personal profile] aheartlessdog 2022-01-31 08:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Akutagawa is relentless with his attacks, each dodge only adding to his determination. When he impales Atsushi, he has a moment of satisfaction before it's robbed from him with the package. He reaches out, only for it to slip out of his fingers as Atsushi jumps backwards.

"Weretiger--!"

While Akutagawa can't run after Atsushi easily, he isn't going to let him go without a fight. "Rashoumon!" A black tentacle snakes out to wrap around Atsushi's leg now, aiming to draw him towards Akutagawa once more. He needs to close their distance, to get the package back within arms -- or at least Rashoumon's -- reach.

"You failed your job. You can't steal mine!"
gekkajuu: commissioned, please do not steal (章魚の木の下で)

[personal profile] gekkajuu 2022-01-31 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ack!"

Down Atsushi goes, his arms wrapped around the package to protect it as he crashes into the pavement. Everything hurts, but that is normal; he's vaguely scared for his life, but that is normal, too. (In a way, as much as he hates Akutagawa, fighting the guy is the most normal he ever feels. He doesn't have to pretend, at times like this.) Something in his body still feels strange, but that is clearly of later concern when he has a package to deliver.

He tries to struggle on on his knees and one arm, the other still clutching the package. Pulling on his trapped leg is all but useless, but he does it anyway; then he transforms his legs into the tiger's. Even if he can't get Akutagawa to let go like that, if he transforms his legs back in a moment, there should be enough space to escape Rashoumon's grip, right?!

"You failed my job for me!" That is definitely not the correct way of putting that, but he's a little too desperate to worry about proper descriptions, here. "It's only fair that I get to deliver your package!"

How desperate to do your job can you be...
aheartlessdog: (pic#12912074)

[personal profile] aheartlessdog 2022-01-31 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"You not being able to protect your target is hardly my fault!" The failure was Atsushi's own. If he'd been more focused to his task, he wouldn't have let Akutagawa destroy the parcel.

Of course, the same could be said about Akutagawa losing his package to Atsushi, but that isn't the point.

Rashoumon squeezes Atsushi's leg tightly, only to expand slightly when Atsushi's leg is transformed. By transforming his leg back quickly, Atsushi's plan works and he worms his way free of Akutagawa's grasp. Angered, Akutagawa lashes out again, this time with Rashoumon's jaws. He doesn't particularly care where the blow lands, as long as it does, and as long as he can take a chunk out of his enemy.
gekkajuu: commissioned, please do not steal (痛み誤魔化す度)

cw blood

[personal profile] gekkajuu 2022-01-31 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Clearly the fact that Akutagawa is no better than Atsushi in guarding his package is indeed irrelevant, because even Atsushi doesn't think to bring it up. Of course, that might also have something to do with the fact that he's sorta-kinda-almost-maybe fighting for his life here. (Would Akutagawa kill him, in spite of their agreement? Well, Atsushi doesn't consider him above it! It seems like a perfect example of killing two birds with one stone, from Akutagawa's perspective.)

Freed at last, Atsushi clambers to his feet and starts running again, though it doesn't last very long. It's barely a second before Rashoumon's jaws grab him, digging into his right shoulder and his lower back. He screams, but there's not much he can do: he tries, like the single-minded idiot this confrontation has made him, to just keep running, but that accomplishes little but tearing his own flesh... and his clothes.

With the back end of his suspenders being a primary casualty, his pants slide down somewhat behind, exposing his underwear and a strip of skin underneath, blood dripping down from his back over both. He freezes on the spot, shivering... but somehow it's not from the cold, the way it should be. Why does he suddenly feel so -...

It's probably only a moment that he can't bring himself to move with the throb of something running through him; outright forgets to move, even. But no doubt that is more than enough for Akutagawa to strike again.
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[personal profile] eights_and_aces 2022-01-31 09:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[That got a smirk out of her.]

Turn about fair play and all?

[The witch frowned a bit, she wasn't really planning and being here that wrong. Besides she had put in plenty of work to get where she was. Starting from scratch again was a bit disheartening.]

Let me guess, mandatory casting couch sessions? [A snort, as she rolled her eyes.] Figues.
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[personal profile] babink 2022-01-31 09:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It helped before. His only fear is the more times he does this with her, the more he might yearn for it once the hot chocolate is out of his system...

He doesn't take her hand straight away, but he does eventually take it once more - and soon enough, he feels soothed by the contact. It doesn't put out the fire in him completely, but it does help douse some of the flames. ]


I hope you do not think I am looking for excuses to hold your hand... [ She might now he's put that idea in her head, but hopefully he comes across as genuine. ]
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[personal profile] aheartlessdog 2022-01-31 09:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Fortunately, their agreement hasn't entirely slipped from Akutagawa's mind, although he wonders if it matters here. They're not in their home world, and if they did return, it isn't as if they'd remember anything about this place -- that much he knows from experience. It seems like the perfect excuse to murder Atsushi on sight...

... but he intends to keep his word. That doesn't mean that he'll call off this fight easily, though, so he takes the opportunity of attack when it's presented to him. Rashoumon's jaws disappear, only to be replaced with sharp tendrils once more. They aim to cut through Atsushi's unwounded shoulder, hoping to weaken his grasp on the package -- which Akutagawa reaches for with a separate tendril, wrapping around the box and trying to tug it from Atsushi's grasp.

He doesn't bother to consider just why Atsushi had stopped moving. The perfume had dripped down the weretiger's arm; Akutagawa hadn't had any direct contact with it. While the scent in the air lingered, it was slower to affect him than it would be Atsushi. For now, he's mostly still clear-headed, despite the quickening of his pulse and a slight pink hue to his cheeks.
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[personal profile] terrariums 2022-01-31 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes, I just arrived." His voice is professional and calm, even as his gaze turns back to the items on the stand. He'd seen these foods before, of course, but it was a different thing entirely to see them actually prepared and ready. What sort of flavor differences were there for the region? Was the hot chocolate dark or milk?

"Does the shape of the marshmallows meant to make them more enticing?" They were, after all, little marshmallow people. He had heard of gingerbread cookies before, but that concept was a little lost on him too.
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[personal profile] gekkajuu 2022-01-31 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
What is it? Really, what is it? Atsushi barely knows what these feelings are, but even so, he can tell how they're completely incongruous to the situation. And then, he suddenly realizes...

... isn't his 'little tiger' suddenly standing at attention?

Realizing that only makes him harder, and when Akutagawa stabs him again, the impact shaking his entire body, the loud: "Ah!" that Atsushi lets out definitely doesn't sound like a pure cry of pain. Wounded though he may be, Atsushi suddenly has yet another reason to keep hold of that package like his life depends on it: he needs to keep himself covered. Even if he's still almost completely clothed, the tent he's pitching needs to be covered!

Desperate and yet unable to do a whole lot, he lets himself fall to his knees, shaking as he bends awkwardly over the package as if to protect it. But that, by now, is not his only goal. If Akutagawa manages to pull at the box, that's fine: Atsushi can't really prevent him from doing so. But Atsushi will continue to cling to the box like an extra layer of unnecessary packaging.

That his pants slide further down his backside in this position and with this movement, the ice cold air making him shiver in his underwear, somehow only makes him feel stranger in a way that probably shouldn't feel good, but definitely doesn't feel bad.
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[personal profile] libidinously 2022-01-31 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, yeah, I guess so?" Whoever this dude was, he talked like a complete alien. Then again, having met actual aliens now, Katsumi should really have been more... understanding. It's something he's still not used to, though. "I mean, they're meant to be cute, and people like to eat cute things, right?"
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[personal profile] terrariums 2022-01-31 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Do they? I see," While Jade found plenty of things cute or charming, he never considered the aesthetics of foods to be arranged in such a way. Plating food at the Lounge had always been a more traditional affair... But to promote cannibalism had never crossed his mind.

Not that he could talk considering he ate plenty of raw fish in his life. "I hate to bother you with such a thing, but would it be possible for you to purchase me one to sample? I will naturally repay the favor when I have the means."
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[personal profile] aheartlessdog 2022-01-31 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Rashoumon pulls the package forward, and with it, Atsushi, holding onto the box like a parasite. Akutagawa tries then to shake Atsushi off of it, flinging the box around in the air, only to have no such luck. So he slams him back down into the pavement, hard enough that the ground will crack beneath him.

What the hell...?

Akutagawa steps forward when he realizes that Atsushi won't be getting up, raising a leg and stepping on the weretiger's injured shoulder. Digging his heel into the wound, Akutagawa grinds his foot downwards. He's not particularly a sadist -- he prefers cleaner, more instant kills -- but when it comes to Atsushi, he'll make an exception. Especially now that he can't simply kill him.

"What are you doing?" Why isn't he letting go? Has Akutagawa not put him through enough by now? This all really would be easier if he could just kill him.
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[personal profile] libidinously 2022-01-31 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
If Katsumi had realized that Jade's mind had gone to cannibalism from "people like to eat cute things," he probably would have backed off. There's only so much weirdness one boy can take. As it is, he remains blissfully unaware of his new acquaintance's thought patterns.

"Oh! Sure, no problem," he says, waving at the person manning the stall. He has his Dominant's permission to buy things, so it isn't any trouble for him to order some of the snowman-shaped treats. He gets one for each of them, handing Jade his once it's all done and paid for. "Here!"
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[personal profile] terrariums 2022-01-31 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"I appreciate your kindness, Mister Shinohara." The treat is accepted graciously with gloved hands, but Jade doesn't immediately bite into it and instead takes the time to look at its small features. If it was meant to look completely human, then they missed the mark. It did register as a 'man' to him, though... Perhaps it was more meant to resemble the snow spheres piles that he'd heard humans liked to make.

"Are you a native here?"
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[personal profile] vintsparkler 2022-01-31 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good. You have my permission to touch as much as you'd like- I like to work with a distraction, more fun that way." He can multitask, but mainly, getting kissed and touched while doing this will feel less intimate. If Izra would rather focus on sensation, then that's fine as well, but the option is there should he feel the need to do more.
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[personal profile] libidinously 2022-01-31 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"You can call me Katsumi!" He takes a bite of his snowman, severing its tiny head from its body. It's delicious. As he chews on the marshmallow, he shakes his head, waiting until he's swallowed before replying, "No, I'm not a native. I got here a few months ago..."