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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!! |
It's 5am! What is sleep? \o/
She puts her hands on her hips in feigned obstinance and looks down at him.]
You get two...
[Then she leans over until their bodies are as flush as can be, considering the positioning, and the fact that they're still joined, and rests her head on his shoulder. After a moment she tilts it up to whisper in his ear.]
I'm giving you shit. Take all the time you need.
[A light nip at his earlobe for a bit more teasing as she occupies herself by untying her own braid as well and letting the silvery-white locks cascade down to her mid-back. When she speaks again, her tone is sultry.]
Then I'll show you what I can do.
[There's a hint of a challenge there as well, if he catches it.]
lol RIP (i say at 3am)
[Which won't be long if she keeps pressing against him like that. His hands slide to her waist, then to her back, tracing soft shapes into her skin as he waits for himself to adjust.]
Consider me curious... [He watches her untie her hair, smiling at the sight she makes afterwards. His own hair splayed out behind him, he reaches up to smooth a lock of it from his face.]
[Eventually he does test himself, letting his hips rock up into her again. It feels good enough that he can continue, but he stops anyway and smirks.]
Come, then. Show me what you can do, friend.
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She plants a languid kiss to his neck and wiggles her hips in response to his acceptance and then tilts her head up to meet his lips for a slow, lingering kiss.
When she breaks it, she remains a hair's width away and brushes her lips against his as she speaks.]
How do you want it?
[Kissing a trail along his jawline and to his ear, she whispers again once there.]
I can be gentle...
[With her fingers still caressing his face, she brings them back to gently thread through his hair. Then she continues sliding her lips down along his throat but stops at the crook.]
Or I can be rough...
[Turning her head to the side, she takes the flesh of his neck between her teeth and bites down ever so slightly, until he gives his answer. She still intends to leave marks in return, as she's normally quite dominant in bed after all. And it's in no way associated with the ways of the city.]
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What am I getting myself in for if I say rough...?
[He grins, turning his head to steal a kiss from her. His hips shift upwards again, teasing.]
I can't imagine I'd regret it.
[No, he'd surely be in for a good time. His hands move down to cup her behind, squeezing.]
So come, show me what you can truly do. And do not hold back.
[Despite his gentle exterior, he can take a rough lover.]
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You're sure? I'm stronger than I look.
[Yanking his head to the side by his hair (but not too hard because she kinda likes his hair) for better access to his shoulder, she drags her teeth along the curve and to the crest where they pierce the skin once more. This time a bit of blood wells up from the puncture wounds, but again, she takes the time to soothe the pain. She's going painfully slow on purpose, trying her hand at riling him up, repeating the action when she moves to his other shoulder.
She glances back up at him, gauging his reaction for a moment before slowly raising up, purposely thrusting her chest out as she does so, releases her hold on his hair...
And abruptly drags her nails down his front, the sharpened tips biting into the skin.]
And I'm no healer.
[For one more tease before she allows him the freedom to respond, she grinds her hips hard against his a few times taking his length deeper into her heat.]
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[Perhaps he can't heal wounds as well here as he could back home, but for something as minor as these bites he'll be fine, he's sure. Not that he's sure he'll want to heal those. They make him groan, as do the nails down his chest. He even arches into her hands slightly as she rakes them down his skin.
Flushed again, and certainly in the mood for more, he bucks up into her a few times.]
I'm tougher than I look, I promise.
[As long as she doesn't break anything he'll be okay. And he's hardly expecting her to do that.]
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Regardless, she's quite pleased with the reactions she's receiving, but it's also getting her incredibly worked up again. Especially when he bucks. A few moans fall from her lips and she shudders slightly with the feeling of fullness.]
You're making me impatient here.
[She laughs and reaches for both his wrists, wrenches his arms up and pins them over his head with one hand then crosses her forearm over his throat to pin his head. Next she leans back over, her hair falling forward into her face and plunders his lips with a fierce kiss.
When she pulls away briefly, she nips his lower lip before starting to rock her hips. She starts slow on purpose, even if it's driving her crazy as well, and quickly resumes the kiss with a mixture of lips, teeth, and tongue.]
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The slow pace she starts at makes his toes curl and he groans, breathing shakily through his nose since his mouth is very occupied. He tries not to buck too much, wanting to keep them both building it up slowly, but he certainly wants to go faster. The heat in his groin is building again, his heart hammering in his chest, cheeks flushed. He's entirely at her mercy, but he's certainly enjoying it.]
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Feeling how hard he is within her and how her own inner walls are fluttering around him, makes it so she can't keep at the slow pace she's set at the moment. As the ache at her center grows, she increases the speed at which she rides him, not quite going full tilt yet, but building at a quicker pace.
She breaks the kiss with a smirk, panting hard as she tries to take in air. She can see in his expression and body movements that he's quite enjoying what she's doing to him, but also knows she won't be able to hold out herself much longer.
Kainé then decides to rush the both of them towards their climaxes and demands through heavy breaths and quick kisses, that he do the same when he thrusts up.]
Do it now...!
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He's nearing the edge again, and he groans against her mouth as his want quickly becomes need, bracing himself against the bed with his legs in an attempt to try to better thrust up into her. His eyes close, thighs beginning to tremble before he arches slightly, coming inside her for the second time. He gasps something that might have been her name, before biting sharply at her lower lip, trying to help her along despite his position.]
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When he goes over, his heat spilling inside her, along with his teeth piercing her lip, drags her over as well, thighs clenching as she clamps around him. Her nails dig into his wrists as she throws her head back and cries out; whole body trembling and then shuddering as she climaxes.]
You're... not half... bad.
[She manages to brace herself from falling limp on him, but lowers herself down anyway, pressing her forehead to his as she pants lightly.]
So? How 'bout me?
[She asks his opinion with another smirk, gives him a quick peck, and gently pushes some of his matted hair from his eyes. Her own is plastered to her forehead and her pale cheeks are rosy, giving her a certain glow.
Once he's replied, she rolls off him, cuddles up to his side, and leans her head on his chest; lazily draping an arm over his abdomen. The cocoa-induced-lust seems to have dampened but she's in no way exhausted.
Still, she had planned on explaining the bandages to him. After all, he accepted the worst thing about her. Finding out she's a Shade-possessed probably won't phase him either. Besides, she probably at least owes him an explanation for why she wanted the bandages to stay on.]
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Exquisite, my dear.
[He pushes more hair from his face and idly touches at the bites on his skin. He's not trying to heal them, he just wanted to feel how tender they were. Very, as it turns out, but it's a good feeling. If Kainé ever wants to do that again, well, she's certainly more than welcome to.
Closing his eyes, he feels he could doze right here... but he remains awake, simply enjoying the company he has. It's a pleasant kind of lull in the excitement, a moment's reprieve.]
I should walk into people more often...
[He chuckles weakly- he's joking, but really, he couldn't have known that their first interaction would have led to this.]
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Especially if the accept her as easily as Hythlodaeus has. He has a good point though. She didn't realize that's how their meeting would go either.]
Pfft. Here of all places it can always end this way. You never know.
[She chuckles as well then sobers, holding up her left arm and staring at the back of her hand as she speaks quietly again.]
You wanna know what's with the bandages? Why I wanted them to stay on?
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[His eyes move to her hand, and he reaches up to trace over some of the bandages idly.]
Why did you want to keep them on? You don't seem to be injured...
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I was dying when I made a deal with him. I wanted revenge on my Grandma's murderer. To kill a Shade, I needed the power of a Shade, no matter how much I hate them.
[She unwraps the bandages a little around her wrist and forearm. The skin is blackened with a faint sheen of golden patterning that flickers every so often.]
Shades are weak to light, which is also part of the reason I dress the way I do.
[It feels so weird to be so open with someone. But Hythlodaeus is easy to talk to and has proven to be non-judgemental. She sighs and closes her hand into a fist.]
The bastard is just waiting for me to fuck up so he can gain control. I can't hear him here in Duplicity, but I can feel him.
[Kainé snorts indugnantly.]
He compels me towards anger, hatred and violence.
If I become too nice it's over. Ironic, isn't it?
[Well, that explains some of her attitude]
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The things we do for those we love...
[He thinks back to himself saying goodbye to Emet-Selch for the last time, and closes his eyes with a weak chuckle.]
And should he gain control, what will happen? Will others be able to tell?
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[Her fist tightens.]
And if that happens. There are two choices. One is to find Nier and hope to God he can bring me back. The other... the other is to kill me.
Think of it as an act of mercy. Kill me before I become a mindless beast.
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[He rather likes Kainé. She may have an abrasive personality but he finds her quite charming. Of course, this is a man who is best friends with the grumpiest man he's ever met.]
We can probably wrap this up with your next?
Thanks.
[Though the outcome would be the same nonetheless, Nier had already had to make that difficult decision during Tuminalia, the holiday that brings out your worst. Your inner darkness. She might not remember it, but the guilt that Nier feels she has seen many times since then. She closes her eyes to banish the dark thoughts and continues to cuddle close to Hythlodaeus as she quietly starts to doze off.]
Yup!
Eventually he nods off, breath evening out into a slow rhythm.]