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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!! |
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He takes her hand and gets to his feet, recovering quickly from the fainting spell. Maybe some food wouldn't go amiss, and he turns to the stalls. "Where did you get the cookies?" Oh- he didn't introduce himself. "Hythlodaeus, at your service." He pauses, humming. "Anna... a lovely name."
He fixes his glowing purple eyes back on her and offers a smile. "Come, let us quit this place and find somewhere warmer. I can find something to eat and I'm sure all will be well again."
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"Umm.." She looks around and gestures across the way. "Over there some place, but I think there are more stalls. Let's say we wander over that way and see what we can find. Sound like a plan?"
"Hythlodaeus." She said it as if she was savoring the syllables. And it may surprise him that her pronunciation was spot on the first time. The compliment well received. "Its short for Annalyse. Annalyse Maeve Hetfield is my full name."
She took a moment to slip on the coat, offering the cup for him to hold as the mutant adjusted. Giving a slow turn, then reaching back out for her drink. "It certainly is warm, but does it look good on me?"
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"That sounds like a fine plan." He holds the drink for her as Anna adjusts her coat, then passes it back. "It looks wonderful on you, but I'm sure anything would, admittedly." She's a beautiful woman, after all. "I'll be sure to remember the name."
He heads towards the stalls with her, humming to himself. There are cookies, hot chocolate, marshmallow snowmen, and eggnog... he wonders what he should choose. "What do you think? I'm partial to how those cookies look, but the hot chocolate would actually warm me, I imagine."
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"Anna will work just fine. Only my parents use my full name, an that is usually a sign I'm in trouble." She chuckled as they walked innocently drinking from her cup now since it cooled enough to warm not scald her lips. "So does Hythlodaeus have a meaning behind it? You know like 'He who is tall and conjures coats?'?"
"The cookies are good. There is something mildly addictive about them, a good snack. And definitely try the hot chocolate if you're cold. Though an eggnog with extra nog would warm you up too." Through the short meandering walk to the stall, and while he pondered what treats to get, Anna had again gotten into his space without realizing it.
After a moment she added. "And if that doesn't work, we'll figure something else out." Blinking at her own words, but she didn't scold herself internally for it. It wasn't a big deal....
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"Something else? And what, pray tell, would we do?" He sips at his hot chocolate. He thinks he gets her meaning, especially since she keeps pressing in close, but he's politely disinterested for the moment.
Though, as the hot chocolate warms him, he does notice that he's looking down at her with a little more interest. He nibbles at his cookie to distract himself. "Would you like to find somewhere warmer? As much as I enjoy a brisk walk in cool weather, this is getting a little silly isn't it?" He chuckles.
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The girl flushed a bit more at the question and she managed to bite her tongue from uttering her first, unbidden response. What the fuck is going on? And once she asked herself that question, Anna finally noticed her body had, no was, betraying her. And having noticed that betrayal made it even worse.
No, what was worse she couldn't control it.
Did she hear a certain tone in his voice when he suggested they find some place warmer? She nodded and finished her hot chocolate, glancing around. "I..let's try over there, it looks like a bar or something." Without really waiting for ascent, her left hand tightened on his forearm and she urged him to follow her.
Maybe with a bunch of people around she could control whatever was happening to her. And she pulled Hythlodaeus behind her as she entered the door of the establishment, the couple's sudden entrance drawing some glances but otherwise ignored. It was crowded but a brief scan revealed an empty corner booth. It didn't exactly fit her roughly put together plan but it would have to do.
At least it was actually warm.
"Over there." Glancing back at the man. Leading him towards the spot rather than simply pointing. It probably looked ridiculous given their heigh difference, coupled with her insistence at reaching the imagined safety of the corner. Anna slid into the booth. "I think this will work."
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"Much better." He leans his elbows on the table and looks around. There's a friendly kind of air to the establishment, but still signs of Submissives fetching food and drink for their Dominants. One woman is even using her Submissive to prop her feet up on. With a grim expression, Hythlodaeus touches at the line on his throat again.
"I fear I will never get used to this..."
Looking back to Anna, he forces a smile. "Ah, I see no line on your throat. You must have escaped the designation of Submissive. Would that I could say the same."
*sneaks tag during working hours*
Without drawing, or obviously so, attention to the subject of her gaze. "I hear you Hythlodaeus." Looking up at him, instinctively touching her throat. "Don't know why., it isn't like I'm...like that." Gesturing out into the crowd.
Anna wasn't going to fully admit that a lot of this wasn't particularly new to her. Even if she could relate to being on the other end of the proverbial leash as she was assigned here.
"Well, remember what they told us, you've got three months to make a Contract. Don't rush into anything and maybe you can find one that isn't a fan of furniture." A bit of a sheepish smile, her intent to keep him somewhat cheered.
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"Alas, that doesn't seem like a very long time... it will come and go in the blink of an eye, I imagine." Or perhaps his perception of time has been a little... warped, since his time on the moon.
"I must needs find a Dominant who can accept my charming personality, after all." He means he needs to find someone who can put up with his teasing them constantly, that is. "That could take some time."
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"It can seem like it ain't." She quietly agreed. Looking at him over her shoulder having leaned against the table. Anna regarded Hythlodaeus for a moment. "You could always look for a short Dominant, though you'll be constantly getting things off the top shelf. But that'll just add to your winning personality."
Her brows bounced at the end and she smiled. "I don't think you'll have any problems. You're handsome, almost pretty. obviously easy to talk to, friendly, tall...And that is just the cover."
"I think you'll be fine. If we were back home, I could probably be more helpful." A bit of a bemused look. Yes, Cyn would be under the table by now laughing at her ex's predicament if she were here.
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"A short Dominant? I suppose I could use my height as a selling point in that case."
He does note, idly, that Anna is a short Dominant. But ah... contracting so soon might not be so wise. Barely a few suns have passed, after all. He clicks with Anna, it's true, but he should perhaps look around a little first... right?
"And what of yourself? What are you looking for in a Submissive?"
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And that. That was so much wrong she didn't even know where to begin bitching about it.
Thus distracted, his question took her by surprise. Anna blinked at him, looked over the bar again, and then gave a half shrug before running her fingers through her mane.
"I really don't know, haven't gotten that far yet. It ain't something I thought I would making a decision about." Especially with 'Consequences' if she didn't. Though it also started her along the path of thinking of what she would do with a Submissive. And that definitely didn't help her predicament, as her experience with the lifestyle was more..carnally inclined.
"Some one good with their tongue for sure." A bit of a surprised look when she said it. Anna tried to cover the slip with. "I like to talk, if you haven't noticed." Laughing, and her left hand rested on his thigh.
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"Ah, I enjoy a good conversation myself. Nothing quite as stimulating." There's a twinkle in his eye as he says it, smirking very slightly. He sips his hot chocolate again, and takes another small bite of his cookie.
He's noting by now that he's getting a rather embarrassing problem, and he's thankful that his robe covers him. He doesn't know why this is happening to him, but it makes him eye Anna in a completely different light.
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"So do I, but I like to talk." Was there a a dual meaning in that? It may have sounded like there was. "Comes with the territory and all. But that is just off the top of my head." And after a moment.
"And a good cook."