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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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ragingnature: (117)

[personal profile] ragingnature 2022-01-16 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Drink?" She tilts her head before glancing down and noting the cup on the ground. "Oh. Oh! No one warned you, I take it?"

She's been for well over a year, she knows that the drinks are often spiked with something if offered by the city.

"Well, this is a tad awkward, isn't it?" Her smile returns as she gives a soft laugh. She's been in the same situation before. Back when she first arrived and didn't know any better.
ktizo: (🎵 e'er our vows endure)

[personal profile] ktizo 2022-01-16 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"Warned me? No..."

If only they had! He might have opted for something else instead, though he's suspicious of those too, now.

"Somewhat awkward, I would agree. Ah, mayhap if I ignore it, it will go away?"

Oh, but the hope in his eyes.
cryfrustration: (26)

Surprises for sale

[personal profile] cryfrustration 2022-01-16 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Wouldn't you just know it--it's a Dominant he's collided with. Granted, maybe that's not immediately obvious because he is, in fact, wearing a scarf to keep the cold out. It doesn't quite come all the way to his chin though, and anyway, he's clearly well enough dressed to look like he belongs in the Up.

There's a (now mostly empty) cup of hot chocolate spilled over his gloved hand, liquid dripping down into the snow and half soaking the sleeve of his coat, and he's trying to shake the worst of it off while passing a now-dented paper cup to his free hand with a hiss of surprise and discomfort.

"Shit." The epithet is mostly under his breath, and there's a bit of an annoyed look, but what there's not is any accusation or blame or outrage or even an angry watch-where-you're-going!

It takes him a moment to properly look up and take in the sight of the young man who's bumped into him, and then a moment longer to clock what's got him so rattled, and at that point it's a bit like dominos falling--the youth, the rifle, the clothes, the stance, the reaction. Yeah, he knows how to spot someone new.

He sighs, letting go of his annoyance and frustration. "That guy's being used as a table, naked, in the snow. It's a test of endurance, humility, 'n trust. And if his Dominant's any good, later on today he's gonna be curled up on a soft bed in front of a warm fire after a long hot bath, being held 'n getting his hair stroked while he's told how well he's done. I'm not saying you oughta do it, just maybe ease off the judgement a minute."

It's just a suggestion, but at least he's walking the walk and not just talking the talk--he's certainly eased off any ire about his spilled drink. "You just get here?"
eights_and_aces: (attention)

[personal profile] eights_and_aces 2022-01-16 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Pardon her, she had just taken a bite of one of the sugar cookies, they were rather addictive, and was still chewing. Holding up one finger of her left hand and took a tentative sip of the hot chocolate to help wash the treat down. After all she did have manners. Just that she didn't use them all the time.

"Some people are into it." Anna could help but watch the Submissive crawling through the snow at the end of the leash. A sympathetic shiver, then giving her head a shake. "But this is something really different than anything I know."

From her position, given their height difference, Anna couldn't help but notice the line. The odd though ran through her head if it went all the way down. Thank fully he mentioned something about whatever he was holding in his hand pointing at her.

"What? At me? Are you sure?" She stepped closer to the man, but slightly to the side to see what he was talking about. A compass? Curiously, she shifted to his other side and watched the needle follow her progress through the arc. Looking up at him. "Where did you find that?"
vintsparkler: (robed n ready)

[personal profile] vintsparkler 2022-01-16 09:56 pm (UTC)(link)
It's rather amusing, being that he's bare from the waist down and Isra, knowing and saying 'skin to skin', proceeds to remove his shirt. Dorian leans back, smiling, taking in those marks and scars. He's never seen anything like it and while he's tempted to reach out and touch, he'll hopefully have the full length of this man against him well enough to satisfy that urge.

"I fail to see how we might be skin to skin when you've removed attire opposite to my own."
ragingnature: (62)

[personal profile] ragingnature 2022-01-16 09:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"I suppose you can consider that your crash course on this place then." She chuckles.

"It might, but it could be quite the wait. I'd like to help but it doesn't feel right when you're under the influence of something." It wouldn't be a problem if she was also under the influence, but like this, it feels like she'd be taking advantage of him.

"Maybe I can find you a place to wait it out?" It's the least she can do when she has the means to do so.
ragingnature: (159)

surprises (one)

[personal profile] ragingnature 2022-01-16 10:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Persephone has been here long enough that drinks aren't always safe, but it's cold and she doesn't do well with the cold. It bites at her the way it bites at her and dulls her vibrant pinks like a wilting rose. So by the time that crop slides up under her chin she's feeling the heat brought on by that drink. It's coiled tight in her belly like a snake ready to spring. ]

A ghost? That's an interesting choice. [ Despite the Submissive mark that's now clear thanks to the tilt of her chin, there doesn't seem to be an ounce of submission to be found. In fact, the red eyes staring up at him might suggest she's used to being in charge. ]
sekken: (7)

[personal profile] sekken 2022-01-16 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
... Yeah, that's probably best.

( Whatever dropped was definitely a bottle of cologne. He goes to pick it up and the scent just about punches him in the face. )

Whoa, fuck — whatever was in here, it ... Smells expensive ...

( 'Cause that makes sense! )
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[personal profile] parasite 2022-01-16 10:05 pm (UTC)(link)
In that case, he stands and strips down completely - there are more metal sigils that cover his thigh and the smooth, living silver spills over his hip and down on his cock. There are bits of ink, old tattoos, that have been lost under scarring and silver.

He doesn't fall back to his knees, but walks towards Dorian and rests one hand on his shoulder. "Better?"
ktizo: (🎵 purpose fed)

[personal profile] ktizo 2022-01-16 10:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mayhap they are, but we aren't all so keen."

He shrugs a little. "I was offered it by someone at a stall. I thought to myself that it looked interesting, so why not take a look at it? And then the idea came to me that I might follow the arrow and see where it leads... and so, I found you."

And here they are. "I wonder what it is that draws the compass to you... fascinating, is it not?"
ragingnature: (93)

snowballs

[personal profile] ragingnature 2022-01-16 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, really? [ The threat only brings a mischievous grin to her face rather than do anything to deter her. Maybe it should, certainly, there are beings capable of such a feat against a goddess. Not to mention, she can't see a mark on his throat which would mean disobeying an order given by a Dominant.

And yet she's tempted.
]

How would you do it? [ The snowball is still in hand, poised to be thrown. ]
ktizo: (🎵 fade away)

[personal profile] ktizo 2022-01-16 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Hythlodaeus is torn on whether he's glad for that or not. This new, primal urge to touch someone says no, but his usual self is very much appreciative.

"If you'd be so kind. You may call me Hythlodaeus, by the by. And yourself?"

He gestures for her to lead the way to wherever she has in mind.
vintsparkler: (robed n ready)

[personal profile] vintsparkler 2022-01-16 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Much better, yes," he answers, in awe of all the markings, metallic lines, scarring, and faded tattoos. The hand on his shoulder is welcome, and Dorian plucks at the buttons of his shirt to open it and reveal an expanse of dark, unmarked skin.

"And if I recall, I believe I requested pressure. So why don't you pin me against something and feel just how hard you've made me?"
ragingnature: (119)

[personal profile] ragingnature 2022-01-16 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
She'll at least indulge in the desire to tough. She floats back down to the ground and takes his hand so she can easily lead him to a nearby hotel. Yes, one of those hotels, the kind made for couples (or more) to have a little fun. But that's about all the city has to offer.

"Persephone. Did you arrive with the latest batch, Hythlodaeus?"

Once has the room sorted out, something that takes a moment given she's also a Submissive, she leads him up. The room is nothing fancy, though there is a clear display of toys, aphrodisiacs, and anything else one might desire that greets them when they enter.

"Um, so maybe not ideal but it's closer than my place in the Down." Maybe she could have taken him to Majima's apartment, but she doesn't want to bother her Dominant with this.
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[personal profile] chemlocked 2022-01-16 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"You should get the gloves off quick, make sure not to let the heat soak into your skin," he says, not knowing how thick they are. He knows his own knitted fingerless ones wouldn't do much but hold scalding cocoa to his skin. "Unless they're leather and then maybe it'll be okay."

He's seen men die from what seems like minor burns, and he still isn't sure of the things he's heard about healing all that this place supposedly could do. He still had his spikes, but that's not the same as healing burn wounds and he knows it.

Frowning though as the guy starts to talk to him about why someone would do that to another human being and the expression doesn't get any less worried, or uncertain.

"Thanks but no thanks. I am not doing that," he says, not quite catching on yet about how little choice this place might give him about something like that. "Besides, what does later matter if they're already suffering from the cold in their joints and their lungs? Doesn't take much for the cold to kill. Why take the chance for some kind of test when you're going to tell them how well they did? Doesn't matter how well they did if you're risking their life."

The table and all, maybe that he could turn an eye to but that they're in the snow is bothering him a lot.

"I've seen men die from a night out in the cold, unable to light a fire to try and even warm themselves. Why take that risk with someone you're supposed to care about?"
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ktizo: (🎵 but i hear you)

[personal profile] ktizo 2022-01-16 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"I did. What a terribly rude awakening it was." Letting her take his hand, he follows her to the hotel. He's grateful to get in from the cold, despite his enjoyment of it at first, because his feet are starting to go numb.

The toys and aphrodisiacs get a sideways glance, but he doesn't touch any of them. He just sits on the bed and starts unlacing his sodden shoes. He leaves them by the nearest heater, before lounging on the mattress and sighing. The urge is definitely just getting worse, but he's determined not to give in to it.

"What a fine mess I've found myself in." He gives Persephone a tired smile. "But please, if you wouldn't mind- a tale to pass the time would be appreciated. How long have you been here?"
ragingnature: (41)

[personal profile] ragingnature 2022-01-16 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"It always is." She decided this place was a ruder awakening than the last.

She shrugs off her coat and sets it aside with her scarf and everything else piled on to keep herself warm. They have the room for a couple of hours so she decides to kick off her shoes and get comfortable.

"Such messes will be common here. This place likes to ensure we'll meet quota and then some." She flops into the chair near the bed. As inviting as the bed looks, she doesn't want to exacerbate his problem.

"A tale? What kind of tale are you in the mood for? Granted, I'm not much of a storyteller so it might not be great."
babink: (Default)

[personal profile] babink 2022-01-16 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Matthias doesn't realize he's not alone until a voice calls out to him. Another prisoner without a neck tattoo. He shouldn't resent this stranger for being in a better position than him, but he has to wonder what he has that Matthias doesn't. Why was he chosen?

(You showed weakness with Nina, that's why.)

His eyes flit to the cigarette in his hand, then to the man's face. ]


No. [ He wishes he did, but drüskelle don't have vices. ] I have never tried. [ It's one of many adult things he's never experienced. ]

Are you addicted? [ He asks out of curiosity. That's how it works, isn't it? Or so he believes. You try it once, then you can't stop, like most vices. ]
eights_and_aces: (pic#14348296)

[personal profile] eights_and_aces 2022-01-16 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well it is supposed to be safe, sane, and consensual. At least that is the bit back home. These guys seemed to have missed that part." The girl didn't give back the man his space that she had invaded to peruse the compass. In fact, she eliminated it entirely brushing against him. Unfortunately Anna was completely unaware of her body's movements.

"Huh." Taking another bite of these crack cookies as she mulled what that meant. "Well, I had my beeping ass detector removed when I was a kid, so it can't be that." Looking back up, her face completely matter of fact for a good few seconds before she started to laugh.

"It's weird. I just got here...maybe that's it? It's suppose to find new people?" The mutant shifted slightly against the man. It certainly felt warmer next to him. Maybe there was a bit of a breeze he was blocking with that body of his. Whatever, she wasn't questioning it. Between the hot chocolate, which she took another sip of, and the supposedly wind blocking of the man, she was finally starting to warm up.
ktizo: (🎵 stained in red)

[personal profile] ktizo 2022-01-16 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah... the only quota I've had to meet in the past has been the number of concepts I must review. This is decidedly more unpleasant."

For what it's worth, despite his state Hythlodaeus does not leer at her. He tries to keep his expression friendly and open, and his eyes on her face.

"Is there anything good to be said of this place? It all feels so overwhelmingly negative for the moment. If I cannot leave, I would at least try to see the good in my predicament."
ragingnature: (63)

[personal profile] ragingnature 2022-01-16 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Concepts?" That sounds like something interesting to talk about.

She's trying to keep things light and off the topic of sex as much as possible. She knows how frustrating it is to be all drugged up and no one wanting to touch you. Not that she's opposed to touching him, it just doesn't seem right when she's sober.

She hums thoughtfully. Was there anything good to be said about this place? She supposes there are a few things, depending on one's point of view. "Well, for some they're freer here than they were back where they came from. Though, that really depends on which door you came through and just how little freedom you had before. There's also a lot of interesting people to meet."
cryfrustration: (19)

[personal profile] cryfrustration 2022-01-16 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
The gloves are leather, though it's not waterproof, so he can feel the heat of the liquid seeping through inside--slowly, and not enough to burn. That isn't what matters though. What matters is the concern, which is genuine, and deserves to be taken as such.

Quickly dumping the rest of the cocoa and tossing the cup into a nearby bin, he pulls the wet glove off his hand and displaying it to show no harm done.

"I'm guessing you come from a real hard sorta world." It's not a difficult guess when all of someone's first concerns are about mortality, and this guy looks young to be so worried about the risk of death. It's the sort of thing that speaks to a rough life.

"No one's dying from this stuff, I promise. Not that death seems to stick here anyhow, but from that? No way." He doesn't necessarily expect a complete stranger to take his word for it. He is confident though, even from just one look at the scene playing out between the kneeling Submissive and his Dominant.

"I've done it before," he nods towards the pair. "Not out in weather like this, but the whole human table bit? With my best friend. There's no one I care 'bout more. And I can tell you, I've rarely felt closer to him."
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[personal profile] faectitious 2022-01-16 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"The rise and fall of civilizations, a calamity or two...it gets rather boring after sometime I'll admit."

His so-called predicament doesn't escape her attention, although she'd been refraining from teasing him by not pointing it out. Now that he's done so it's fair game, right?

"Oh I've no reason to be disturbed. It's simply the way this place is. No reason to be ashamed. I am quite lovely to look at."
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[personal profile] babink 2022-01-16 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's laughably cruel. If Nina Zenik were here, she'd find the situation he's in hilarious.

He should pull his hand away, but he finds comfort in her holding it. Not only does it make him feel less alone, but it satisfies his need to be touched right now. It's all he'll allow. He won't ask for more from her. ]


I do - feel desire. I've just learned never to act on it. [ He's terribly repressed. ] What kind of workarounds?
chemlocked: (2263549 (4))

All aboard

[personal profile] chemlocked 2022-01-16 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
None of this makes sense. Not why he had been kidnapped. Not what this place is expecting of them. And definitely not this whole: hi, let's just show off our crazy sex town train ride like it's the goddamn People Mover at Disney.

He's mostly been standing by the door, waiting to make a jump from it but the guards finally push him back further into the train. He feels naked in a sense beyond wearing the crap paper gown, wishing he was armed, that he had even just a jacket to cover where the spikes are peeking out past the paper.

Instead he moves to where someone is huddled in on themself, figuring they won't bother him much either.

Until they say that.

"Uhmmm, no. No offense but yeah no."