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duplicitymemes2022-01-10 07:43 pm
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TDM #22
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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. ... 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. |
 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. |
 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. |
 (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. |
 (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. |
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!! |
dubious deliveries bc you asked for filth and i'm here to provide
He's been around long enough to have seen this kind of thing way too often. And while it's not like he knows every fellow non-native Submissive, he does recognize most of them in passing at least, and he definitely would have remembered a face like this one.
His hands have instinctively settled on her shoulders in an attempt to steady her, just for a second, and as he drops them she's already rushing out the words, like she's afraid he might not let her get them out if she doesn't do it right now, and despite his mildly concerned expression he can't help but huff out a sound that's almost a chuckle. Is she trying to sell him something now or what? And maybe it's just him, but it almost seems like he can feel a sort of warmth radiating off of her, even through his jacket and the sweater underneath it. ]
Should I call you Miss World's Greatest Archer, or is just Kate okay?
[ Other questions include 'what world is that?' but he's got a feeling he knows the answer to that one. There's a notable trend around here, after all. More importantly she asked him a very direct, specific question, and while he could guess all day long about what she probably means, he's not making any assumptions. He does consider it, just for a second. ]
I'm Poe. And no, I'm not busy.
ty for always giving me what I need
She's not a total idiot, or totally gone from her foray into candy of dubious origin, so she does take a second to clock him in: she spots the dark stripe down his throat that matches hers, the dark curls, those eyes, that jaw. Okay, she's not usually one to objectify someone but Mr. let-me-catch-you-from-falling-Poe is a tall drink of water on a hot day.
Is that a thing people even say? She doesn't know, she sort of reverted to a romance novel here given the situation. It's her first time being drugged on aphrodisiacs in a hell scape of a dystopian magic city, so she figures maybe she gets a pass. Just one. At least.]
Kate is fine. [The sales pitch can probably take a rest, he's not exactly running. She, on the other hand, is working very, very hard to keep herself a respectable half-foot away from him. Not pressing her body against his. Keeping personal space (sort of). And she's, ah, managing--except for the fact that she sways a little toward him, completely against her will. Damn, he even smells good]
And I'm glad you're not busy, because this is going to sound really weird. And I know you probably won't believe me, because, why would you since I've accosted you in the literal street, but I don't usually do this--but since I am doing this, right now, here, with you, I'm pretty sure we should kiss.
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He does feel inclined to steady her, it seems like she's still wavering a bit, he's just also certain at this point that touching her at all is probably just gong to break whatever tenuous self control she's got going at the moment. It happens to all of them sometimes, sure, and is he against helping out a cute stranger? No, not at all. As long as she wants him to. He's almost holding his breath, torn between taking a step back himself and not going anywhere because he's definitely not just going to let her loose on the street like this.
Luckily she fills him in on her intentions pretty quickly. ]
No, no, I get it. [ He does reach out to her now, gently tugging her, by the arms this time, with him as he backs further toward the nearest brick wall, just so there's more space between them and the people passing by. ] This happens more often than you'd think here. Did you eat some cookies or drink some hot chocolate somebody gave you, maybe?
[ He runs his tongue over his lower lip, not because he's nervous, but the idea of kissing her like this does seem like it's going to stumble right into other things. But he's got self control, he can deal with this. ]
If you're sure, we should at least try it, right?
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I do need you to understand [She tries to clarify as he deftly moves them just a little away from the public, a little out of prying eyes, and she works very hard not to just--climb him like a tree, because that's where she's at right now] that I don't usually introduce myself to people like this.
This is kind of a new thing for me, that's what I'm saying.
Not that I'm opposed, with you being the other end of the deal here, I'm just--
It seems important that you know this isn't how I meet everyone.
[Stop talking Kate, please. Pretty sure the cute guy with the jawline and the curls and the really great hands is going to leave because you can't keep your mouth shut. Her eyes drop down to his lips at the sight of his tongue flicking out and oh. oh. oh yeah, she's definitely not going to get out of this without making a fool of herself because there's a list of at least seventeen things she'd like this man to do to her and at least fourteen she'd like to do back]
I'm very, very sure.
[she asserts, her hands sliding up from where they'd been gripping his hips to fist into his lapels to tug him closer even as she presses up on the balls of her feet, pressing her lips into his]
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None of which is off-putting, though trying to communicate that to her is a bit challenging in the moment, she's latching onto his jacket and he kind of has to hold onto her hips just to keep them balanced. ]
I understand. I do.
[ There was more to that thought, but then her mouth is on his, and she's so soft and heated and eager that it would take a man with greater self control than what he has to not lean into that kiss with the rest of those words pleasantly muffled. He can't be sure if he's getting some kind of contact high off of whatever she's gotten herself into, it's completely possible, all he knows is that she tastes good and he's more than willing to give her everything she's asking him for and then some.
He does manage to come up for air before it's gone on for too long, realizing that he's tangled one of his hands into her long dark hair somewhere along the way. ]
I don't either. [ He might be a little dazed, and a little heated despite the cold, it's very warm between them now. ] Introduce myself like this, I mean, but -
[ Another thought temporarily derailed because her mouth is still too close and too tempting to ignore, but he's still trying to hold onto some kind of awareness here! ]
But I've met some friends like this too.
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His hands find her hips and he assures her that he doesn't think she's a crazy sex-crazed fiend and then they're kissing again and oh, oh yeah, she could get used to this. Not that she really wants to be drugged into sex every single time or anything, but it's adding a shiver of unrelenting want to every action, making each kiss feel like the first time; each touch feels like want and desire and little licks of fire against her skin.
They come up for air and she doesn't pull away, his hands in her hair and hers fisted tight against his chest. She does laugh at his assurance, just a soft thing that escapes in the small space between them and she nods, leaning into that next kiss as eagerly as she leaned into the first]
To new introductions then [She murmurs, her hands slipping from his jacket down to his shirt, finding what space she can there to slip inside, cold fingers pressing against warm skin. Turns out the desire goes both ways--his touches set her on fire, but touching him is almost as intoxicating]
You're wearing a lot of clothes [They both are--it's cold, and they were dressed for the weather] We should fix that. Like, soon.
[worried about the fact that they're still outside and could potentially freeze off important parts of themselves in the process? Hah, that's future Kate's issue. She's not concerned about it right now]
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She still hasn't given him qn answer to that one, unsurprisingly given that she's such a mess right now. He'll ask later, once they're both less distracted. And on that thought he does realize that they need a better destination than some alley just off the sidewalk, and luckily for both of them the garage is just done the street, and it's usually empty at this hour in the evening.
Though exactly what they're going to do when they get there is still up in the air. ]
Yeah? [ His other hand is slipping underneath the back of her shirt now, not so much trying to get her out of anything as much as just wanting to feel her bare skin under his fingers. ] And what do you think we should do then?
[ He'll have to fumble for his keys when they get to the door, but it shouldn't be too difficult to get them into the office, where there's a perfectly acceptable couch and a cot further in the back, if the situation calls for it.
There's also a desk. He's used that for some less than professional uses too. ]
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They're making their way somewhere amidst the fumble of fingers and hands and mouths and she hopes he knows where he's going, because if it's up to her they're definitely going to end up in some weird back alley and probably like end up having sex next to a dumpster that smells some kind of way to totally ruin the mood.
She's about to ask about it (maybe, see--she doesn't exactly want to come up for any kind of air and he's a really good kisser), when his fingers touch her actual skin and oh, the noise she makes is definitely like three shades to the left of dignity; all kind of wanton and desperate and okay they really, really need to escalate this timeline here or she is going to pretty quickly get over the whole need-to-be-out-of-public thing.
Oh thank god, he's got keys.
While he fumbles for the door, she works her way down the side of his neck; teeth and tongue tracing a haphazard pattern as she answers his question against the skin she finds]
I mean, I'm just spitballing here so feel free to add your own perspective or ideas, but I figured maybe we could see what your mouth is good at besides kissing, and then maybe I'll return the favor, and then--oh look, you've got this desk right here, and I'm incredibly flexible so we could probably come up with something to do on top of that that would be interesting.
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Obviously he's going to grind into her once they're there, how could he not? Her enthusiasm is contagious, if not the aphros themselves, and even though he's fully planning on denying himself the pleasure of a release from all the built up tension for a while longer it's just too tempting to resist the urge to rock himself into her as if he intends to fuck her right there on the desk exactly like this.
It's not too far off. It might even be likely, depending on what kind of mood she's in after he's done some work with his tongue. ]
I should show you what I can do with my mouth. [ He murmurs in a rush against her lips, when he's not nipping or sucking or slipping his tongue past them. And to illustrate that point he's dropping his hands to her stomach and then lower, seeking out the buttons or zipper, whatever happens to be keeping her pants up. Honestly if she could just help him out by pushing aside anything she wants more attention on, that would be great. ] I bet you can do a lot with yours too, but that sounds like a good place to start. Then you can tell me about what else you want to feel.
[ But honestly his self-control is more precarious than he'd readily admit, it wouldn't take much to drag him along into anything she's suggesting right now. ]
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The noises don't stop as he continues the slow rock of his hips and there's a sharp whine added in every time she finally gets a bit of the friction her body is craving.]
That's what I'm saying [She agrees, and when his hands find her jean's button and zipper she bats them away only so she can do it in his stead (better angle, obviously), and she takes a second to shed out of them, kicking them away. Her hands go to her top next, tugging it up and off, tossing it somewhere near the jeans--leaving her against the desk in nothing but a pair of black underwear--low cut, but otherwise plain, more on the side of practical than sexy, and an equally unassuming bra.
She shivers, not from the cold for once, but just because of the play of air on her oversensitive skin]
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They're getting there.
He promised to show her some of what he can do with his mouth, and he intends to follow through. Especially now that there's a lot more opportunity to do just that, and the first part of it is working over her chest, paying particular attention to her nipples, sucking and nipping lightly at that sensitive skin while he slides a hand down between her legs again. It's not to tug her panties off, rather he's just looking to slip his fingers along the fabric, stroking her through it instead. It's thin enough that he knows he'll be able to feel how warm and wet she's getting for him, and considering how flushed she is he won't be surprised if his fingertips come back slick. ]
So you want to suck my cock too, after I make you come? [ He murmurs against her skin between sucking kisses, his voice tinged with heated amusement. ] You don't have to just to return the favor, but if you want to...
[ She'll look incredibly hot while doing it, that's for damn sure. ]