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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. |
![]() 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!! |
Hythlodaeus // Final Fantasy XIV // Submissive (ENDWALKER SPOILERS)
Winter Wonderland
a) It's taking Hythlodaeus some time to adjust to his surroundings, or rather, the position he's been put in. He doesn't like it, not one bit, but he can't leave as far as he's aware and so he has little choice but to put up with it. Seeing people throwing snowballs, he's simply going to pass them by when one hits him in the back of the head.
"Oho-" So, that's how they want to play, hmm? Hythlodaeus whirls around with a faint smile and stoops down to ball up some snow himself. "Two can play at this game, my friend!"
Maybe a bit of play will ease his mind and heart for the moment.
b) His aim is actually pretty good, but perhaps the person he's aiming at is just too fast and dodges out of the way. Either way, his snowball smacks straight into the face of some poor passer by, and he covers his mouth with a quiet chuckle. Oh, no. That's hilarious admittedly, but oops. "My apologies. Are you unharmed?" He heads towards his victim, an apologetic smile on his face.
Surprises for Sale (potential nsfw)
The cold is bracing, and that isn't a bad thing! But Hythlodaeus soon finds his robe to be inadequate for such weather. His shoes, laced as they are with no socks to speak of, are open just enough that he's kicking at the snow with his bare skin sometimes. It's fine. It's fine! If only his leggings covered his feet, though...
He won't turn down the option of a hot drink when it's offered to him. So he takes his hot chocolate and drinks it down rather fast. By the time he's done he's flushed to his ears, his clothing feeling so horribly restrictive, and with a quiet "oop" he walks straight into the nearest person and drops his thankfully empty cup. He can't help it, distracted as he is.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was..." He trails off, noting that the contact is making everything worse. So he backs up, folding his arms and huffing. Oh, this is awful. He should just go back to his motel, but that's an awfully long way away.
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My plurk is
Winter Wonderland b)
"Hey!"
The pout she gives him as he approaches is quite pronounced, her fangs peeking out as frowns toward the man. He's far taller than she is but that doesn't stop her from placing each of her mitten covered hands on her hips.
"Your aim is terrible!" Or is it? She hadn't been his target...had she?
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He'd hate to get off on the wrong foot with the residents here... even if it was funny. Clearing his throat, he straightens his face. "Truly, I am sorry. How can I make it up to you?"
He can't offer any kind of refreshments, sadly. He has no coin to speak of.
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"Carry my bags. I'm going shopping so you can carry what I buy."
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Not that he wants to hold all her bags, but if he wants to win her over then he'll do as he's told. For now. Oh, Hades would laugh himself hoarse...
"Where to first?"
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Surprises for Sale
"Well you should watch where you're going! What if you spilled your drink on me?! My wings would be ruined!"
With a huff she crosses her arms over her chest, clearly displeased. The fairy seems to be dressed in a little winter coat with a set of matching winter accessories. How convenient, if not cute. However, if Hythlodaeus bothers to notice anything about her soul, he may realize she's far more ancient and powerful than she looks. This isn't just some doll with wings he's bumped into!
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"My apologies." It's... not easy to keep his eyes on her face, admittedly. But he does his very best, anyway. It would be awfully rude not to.
"As luck would have it, my cup was empty." Or perhaps he's unlucky in that case? Given what the drink is doing to him.
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She huffs a bit, kicking her feet slightly beneath her in the air before she floats back closer to him to get a better look. The mark on his throat designates him as a Submissive, just like herself. At least she wouldn't get in trouble for yelling at a Dominant.
"Are you drunk?"
He looks a little out of it...but those eyes of his are mesmerizing.
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He flushes more at having been caught, for some reason. He wishes she hadn't noticed. His curiosity about her origins clash with his desire to leave, and he mimics her movements by kicking his foot into the snow awkwardly.
"You aren't quite what you seem either, are you? Your soul... it's older than anything I've ever seen before."
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Surprise
"It's okay, are you okay?" He was dressed in a warmer jacket than his usual along with some thicker pants and a tastefully decorated vest. Golden eyes looked over the other to make sure as he raised his hand to let him back up. "You didn't drop anything right?"
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"Only this cup. I do apologise." It was empty, but at this point he can't tell if that's a good thing or not. His glowing purple eyes meet those golden ones, and he goes slightly redder. Is... is it obvious that he's aroused? Oh, he hopes not. That would be embarrassing. Terribly so.
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Zhongli had noticed his own heat growing and he could only assume it was from the drinks offered. It wouldn't be the first time he partook in something offered to only discover they had additional effects. However the blush on the other man's cheeks was quite cute and those eyes beautiful. "No apology needed. I'm Zhongli, I don't think we have met before. Do you need another drink?"
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He shakes his head at the offer of a second drink. "No, I can assure you I'm already quite... warm."
He tries to smile, because it's either that or fret over his current situation. He's usually so good at coming up with solutions, but admittedly those often involve dragging his friends in to help and they're not here right now. Not that he's sure they could help with this.
"Do all drinks here make you feel so strange?" Yes, strange. That's surely non-descriptive enough to run with.
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marking as nsfw!
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Surprises for sale
Son of a bitch! Watch where the fuck you're going, dumbass!
[She turns around and looks up at him, crossing her arms under her bust. The woman before Hythlodeaus is dressed in very little clothing, certainly not for this weather. Yet she doesn't appear to be cold. She sees the Submissive mark and sighs. The Submissives get enough shit as it is (and she hates it) so she'll let this go. Before he can ask if she's alright, she answers.]
I'm fine.
[Even though the close contact wasn't lost on her either and her pale cheeks flush slightly.]
[[ooc: I'm up to date with EW, so spoilers aren't a problem.]]
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I- are you not cold?!
[It seems the outfit wins out on account of him not being able to look away. It wouldn't usually bother him quite so much- yes, he'd be confused, but not so... bewildered. Also, he should stop staring at her chest. That's... he should stop.
He manages to drag his eyes up to her face, feeling rather embarrassed by now- and yet when he opens his mouth next, it's to chuckle because how can he not? This is just strange.]
...I'm sorry. I likely am not the only one having such a day, but it makes my predicament no less bizarre.
Are you canon familiar with Nier? :o
Eyes up here, fuckwit!
[To be fair, she has a very nice chest. The rest of her assets are pretty nice too. Not that she actually knew that Popola had told Yonah that 'Kainé is put together in all the right places.'
The tone of his voice gives her a slight ping of annoyance. Of another that talks like that, a certain... book. Her mind automatically pushes that back though as more important thoughts come to the forefront, led by impulses brought on by the cocoa. Her body seems to take notes on the one who had ran into her. He has nice hair, and bright eyes. What might he have under that robe? Oh, but she hasn't answered the question yet...]
I'm fine. Sharing a body with a goddamn Shade has its perks.
[No, she's not shy about talking about this part of herself. Here in Duplicity, she uses her Shade powers in the ring at her job at the Arena. If he can see souls, he would be able to note that there are indeed two inhabiting her body. One seeming to have a strong affinity to her wrapped left arm and leg, and possesses a distinctly darker, malicious and sadistic aura.
Not that she would complain if she were cured of her possession. She raises an eyebrow when he comments on it being 'a day.' Up until now, her day had been fairly normal? She always dresses like this, not because she's looking for attention. It makes her feel feminine and keeps her Shade on its side of the body. But he's having a strange day. Oh!]
You're new?
Nope! But I don't mind spoilers :3
He almost forgets entirely about his little problem until he moves to speak excitedly, and his robe brushes against his chest. He shivers, wishing he could just ask questions without this issue. Kainé is extremely attractive, but he's trying to keep his gaze respectful.]
...You do indeed have two souls. Wow! 'Tis rare I come across such a phenomenon. Though I don't much like the aura of that one.
[He gestures to her left side.]
Ah, but yes, I am new. You seem quite comfortable here, so I will assume that you've been here for some time?
Re: Nope! But I don't mind spoilers :3
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marking as nsfw!
Yup, it's gonna get nsfw up in here!
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Btw, she's short without heels. She's 5'7" in heels, 5'5" otherwise
he is almost a foot taller LOL god bless
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It's 5am! What is sleep? \o/
lol RIP (i say at 3am)
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We can probably wrap this up with your next?
Yup!
more surprises?
"Th-that's quite alright. Happens all the time." She says as she smiles up at him and releases him.
Though now that she's getting a better look at him he seems quite flushed. She floats up so she can press the back of her hand to his forehead. "Are you alright? You look a little feverish."
yes good c:
"Ah- I can assure you, I'm quite fine... I simply... that drink made me very warm."
Whether she can tell his meaning from the vague description or not, he seems disinclined to move away despite it.
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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.
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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.
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Wildcard - Dubious Delivery
"This feels all to familiar." He muttered to himself when he found himself bumping into another person, crushing the box some as he heard glass shatter. "Oh crap!" He glanced up. "I'm so sorry!" He said as he felt a liquid starting to ooze out of the box, making his nose wrinkle. It smelled far too strong for him.
He heard in the back of his mind Weiss's voice from when he was younger, in a similar situation. Ahhh... that didn't sound good... well no point in finishing the delivery now. He did miss that damn book. He took in the robes the man was wearing, and watching as the liquid seemed to drip on him as well. He held the now leaking box under one hand as he took off his scarf to try to wipe the perfume off the other.
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"No, no, it's quite fine." Oh, but that perfume stinks... he'll have to wash his robes soon. "I should have been looking where I was going, too."
He feels his cheeks flush a little, but dismisses it as the perfume being too strong for his liking.
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He was getting a little warm himself, though he was writing it off as embarrassment. "I can uh... get you some fresh clothes at least." He offered.
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"Ah, but accidents happen. I'm sure the smell will wash out of my robes." He doesn't want Nier to feel bad on his behalf. Nobody got hurt, it was a harmless accident. Right?
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