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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!! |
the way I laughed at this tag. poor Dean
Her first instinct is to step around the fallen man - judging by the groan - and go about her merry way, leaving this stranger behind. That is, until he looks up at her and Bela freezes on the spot, not quite sure what to do. She keeps it off her expression though, fixing him with that trademark Talbot smirk, the one Bela knows he doesn't particularly like.
The last time she saw Dean (and Sam, for that matter) she had stolen the Colt and drove like a maniac in her car to distance herself from them. They had a brief exchange over the phone of course and by that time, the FBI were on their tail. But now, as she looks down at him, there's something different. He seems...older. Harder, maybe. Bela always believed that the life of a hunter would age a person prematurely and yet, it looked like Dean had actually aged.
It's jarring to say the least and maybe she would get an explanation, but for now, she'll play it cool. See where this conversation goes.
At the very moment when she was about to say something, he is struck again. Bela snorts, making no effort to hide it. She's quiet for another moment. Then: ]
I'm used to men falling at my feet, but never this hard. I do hope only your ego is bruised, Dean.
i am so proud of that. it was how it was intended. apologies for how hostile this might be at first
A fact he reminds himself of as he wipes the snow from his forehead and out of his eyes.
Her flippant attitude is nothing new. Where Dean looks twelve years older and maybe more, Bela looks like she hasn't aged a day. Maybe it's the silk sheets she sleeps on so soundly.
He lets out a slow, deliberate unfriendly sigh. If sighs could be unfriendly. He's teamed up with worse since. Demons and witches who've screwed him over worse, over and over again, and one witch even became as close to a friend as you can get when you're Rowena MacLeod. If there's anything that holds him back from drawing his weapon, it's that. And the city and the witches and vampires who are just regular prisoners here. )
Just the back of my head. There's nothing wrong with my ego. Bela. ( Her glib nature softens his first, tense reaction. ) I'd say that LIES finally got their hands on one of the biggest liars of all, but you're not really up there when it comes to just what and who's screwed me over.
no need to apologise! and you should be proud c:
The sigh that leaves Dean doesn't perturb her, waiting on his reply. To see if he would rise to the bait or make an effort to match her humour. He didn't exactly have a graceful re-introduction to Bela so if he's somewhat spiky, she could understand. He may also have the advantage of being in this place longer than she has been, so perhaps she could try to be a little kinder to him if she wants information. ]
I'll take your word for it. [ If the snowball flew hard enough to knock him down, she could imagine his head was pretty sore. The next part of her sentence gives her some pause. ]
I'm not? Oh, that stings a little. [ It doesn't. ] But I do wonder what is worse than stealing the one thing that could have potentially saved you from Hell. Did you boys run into something or someone more nasty than me? I'm intrigued.
i am indeed, hope you're looking at apping! i've seen your bela around!
As much as I'd love to stand in the freezing cold and talk the Supernatural series, we're sitting ducks. You want to have a real conversation, let's head inside.
( Granted, what's near that would count as inside and is appropriate. He's not feeling a type of way, but he knows what transpires from partaking in anything not made themselves. He hates that what's closest is a café, but maybe he can order a coffee that won't go straight to his dick. Not with her.
Don't think he doesn't spy her bare neck. So she drew the longest straw Dean was bestowed at Christmas. She always did slither out of the most uncomfortable situations.
The cafe also doesn't exudes any outward porniness. There's that, at least.
Once inside the refuge away from any snowballs (and Dean does check, he visibly relaxes, but tenses up again when he looks at Bela. )
Does coffee warm the ice in your veins or just evaporate when it makes contact?
i am highly considering it, yes. and I've had her around for a while lol
Lead on.
[ Bela says after Dean speaks, remaining quiet after that. She doesn't know her way around this place yet, so she's had to rely upon the kindness of strangers and well, in this case, Dean Winchester. Perhaps they could come to some kind of truce while they remain here or agree to stay out of each other's way completely.
The cafe is fine she supposes after taking a look around. A classy wine bar would be preferable, but thankfully they were off the street and she's able to feel her hands again. ]
At least your insults have improved. [ The comment rolls off of her without much trouble. He could say so much worse. ]
Can we put aside our petty squabbles for the time being? At least until I get a decent cup of coffee.
and we've been in the same circles before, too! i had cas at penance right as you brought bela in
She wants a classy wine bar, she can voice her opinions, but coffee's safest when it comes to not doing each other in front of the latté machine. He hopes. What's the opposite of being attracted to someone?
He's had a decade to improve on them, Bela. And he was more bitter and hellbent back then. Maybe if he hadn't died for the hundredth and whatever (and final) time, he'd be different. He doesn't know. )
I'm not arguing over you almost getting Sam killed and sealing my fate being petty. Mostly because it's been thirteen years since then and Lilith was always scarier and pettier than you, scared you, too. And I've seen worse than her. ( And you, but that's implied, Bela. They're seated by a barista Sub waiting to take their order. ) Just black.
( That bitterness is going to stick for a bit, like the sticks and stones he'll grow out of.
After Bela orders, Dean takes a seat and sits back. )
Let me guess, the line you don't look an age over whatever the hell you are will do nothing to you because the last thing you remember is something having to do with me and my brother.
oh wow! small world
I don't doubt that you've seen worse.
[ Is all she is going to say about that. Getting Sam almost killed? Surely not. Nothing like that had been instructed to her yet. All the demons needed was the Colt and that was it. Done deal. She'd be free.
Bela asks for a black coffee, with some cream and a bit of sugar. A biscuit would be nice, but she doesn't ask for one and just sits down on the seat opposite of Dean, waiting for him to speak. ]
You're correct. The last thing I remember is speaking with you over the phone, not long after you realised the Colt was gone. I tipped off the FBI to keep you busy, so it looks like you managed to wriggle your way out of that one.
[ Looks like she wasn't the only slippery person in the room. ]
Is Sam here with you?
yes i feel like we've circled each other a few times. good to see you around! love your bela!
He remembers Monument, Colorado vividly and the city destroyed by Lilith after the fact. )
Thanks for that.
( But he doesn't dignify her with the story or who's possessed and their mass exorcism by speaker system. Nor their truce with Henriksen. She gets hers. )
Sam's not here. ( And she wouldn't know Castiel, not that he would give her any information on anyone else. He could get used to Bela not having the upper hand for once. ) Answers I have are as basic as you can look up or sit through at orientation.
( She hasn't asked about his age, so he doesn't feel like divulging any more about that. He's not sure what he wants to get out of this. A truce is implied because he's not about to dick her over in a place like this. Consequences aren't death, but they're just as undignified. )
ahhh thanks so much! it's a pleasure to thread with your Dean!
Interesting. You normally come as a pair. [ Why would this place choose one Winchester and not another? ]
Then perhaps I shouldn't ask you any complicated questions. I sat through the orientation and the information they gave to all of the new arrivals. [ Their coffee order is placed on the table in front of them and Bela acknowledges the server with a nod. ]
What I will ask is how long you have been here for.
[ Perhaps he would feel inclined to give her some tips on how to manage her new surroundings, but the decision lay completely with Dean. It shouldn't be too difficult for Bela to charm another person into divulging information, but she doesn't know anyone here. Dean is the only connection she has to her own world. ]
the pleasure is mutual!
I don't know, Bela. Maybe they wanted the handsome one. Or, they don't like em big and tall. This place took me and left Sam.
( And, as far as Dean's concerned, it's how it should be. Dean's the dead one. Run-of-the-mill blast from their vampire past dead. )
This time last month. And, according to a few others, last year. It's not my first time here and I don't remember being here the last time. ( Begrudgingly, he shares with a sigh. ) There's not just one idea behind this. Some people think we're in the Matrix, other people think we're clones. I think we're taken from a fixed point in time and brought into this universe. To be studied or that's what they say. People claim time doesn't go on while we're here. Which either means it doesn't and we're all from an infinite number of timelines or it does and this is not along our time space continuum. 2020's the year I remember last. I'm forty-three.