duplicitymemes | TDM #22

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TDM #22

« « « TEST DRIVE MEME » » »

« « « ALL ON DISPLAY

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.

» » » ALL ABOARD

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.

« « « WINTER WONDERLAND

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.

« « « DUBIOUS DELIVERIES

(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.

« « « SURPRISES FOR SALE

(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.

« « « MOD & OOC NOTES

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 doesn't need to deepen the kiss. As she feels him relax she pushes forward, her hand moving up into his hair in a mirror of his own movement. She gives in rather quickly to the hunger, mouth opening just enough to flick her tongue out. The scent of spring flowers fills the air around them.

She'd forgotten he's wearing that robe. As his hand draws back to deal with it she wonders how easily it can be removed. She makes a mental note to help him find new clothing later but tries not to let herself get too distracted with other thoughts.

The scent would be pleasant if he was really focusing on it. He registers it, makes a mental note of it being nice, and promptly gets lost in the kiss.

His robe is easy enough to remove, it simply slides off his shoulders when it's open. Underneath he's lean but with some muscle from archery, particularly in his upper arms and chest.

As soon as the robe is out of the way he feels like he can breathe again, though it does also worsen the heat he feels in some respects, too. Anticipation coils in his belly, and he lets out a soft sigh. He moves his hand to Persephone's waist to pull her closer.

It's a scent that isn't going away. She always smells of Spring flowers when in a pleasant mood, but it only grows stronger in situations like this. It fills the air as if one is out in a field and not some seedy hotel room on a strange world obsessed with sex.

She can't see his body, not while she's occupied with kissing him, but she can feel the robe slip away. An act that prompts her free hand to slide up and begin to feel over his chest and shoulders, nails dragging lightly over his flesh.

There's a soft sound in the back of her throat as she's pulled closer. Prompting her to shift so that she's fully on top of him. A position that's much more comfortable to her.

Rolling onto his back to better accommodate her, he slides both hands to her back to keep her close. He hums into the kiss, before slipping his hands up the front of her shirt.

She can likely feel him through the skirt and leggings he's wearing at this point, if she's pressed up against him. It's easier to hide it when it's under a robe too, but like this and with the kissing, he can't help himself. His hips shift under her, seeking friction, and when he finds it his breath hitches slightly.

She could see the merits in a robe when it comes to that kind of thing. Even if it is certainly more clothing than she enjoys wearing.

With their closeness, it's impossible to ignore. Her lips quirk into a grin against his as she shifts her hips, giving him more of that friction he's after. Granted, she's after it as well, angling her hips just right to stimulate herself as well. She gasps as she moves.

The hitch of his breath turns into a soft moan as she grinds down against him- he starts to push her shirt up somewhat impatiently, trying to signal that he wants it out of the way.

His hips rise to meet hers, and he breaks the kiss to tug her shirt up further and off her. His hands move to cup her chest, and he's distinctly breathless by the time he looks back up at her again. Wordless (for once), he simply meets her gaze and smiles a little.

She's fairly impatient herself, though she's learned the value in taking her time. Right now, however, she doesn't see a reason to do so. She hums, catching his bottom lip between her teeth and giving it a tug as she draws away from him.

"One moment." She halts her movements as she tugs her shirt off and tosses it aside. Her bra follows quickly after, revealing a couple of barbell piercings in each nipple. Two of three piercings a friend of hers talked her into and she decided she enjoyed enough to keep.

The barbell piercings catch his eye, and he immediately goes to touch one, gently tracing around the shape of it before smirking a little and pinching her nipple.

"Do these heighten the sensation any...?" He wonders if they serve any purpose besides decoration. They look nice, though. He wouldn't exactly want them for himself, but they suit Persephone.

Her answer to his question is to squirm and let out a surprised sound. "Y-yes, they do." She's gone with a cute pair today. Bars with little resin roses on either end that match her earrings.

She takes a moment to recover before leaning back down so she can nip at his ear. "There's still one more." She says in a low voice as she rolls her hips against him.

"Another?" He's distracted by the rolling of her hips, and rocks back up against her briefly. "Is it as pretty as these ones?" No, really, the little roses are adorable. Ah, but he's losing his train of thought. So where...?

It occurs to him, vaguely, where it might be. But he'd rather not assume. "I should like to see it, in any case."

"Mhmn," she responds as her mouth moves to his neck to pepper it with kisses and little nips. All the while she continues to grind down against him, a slow rhythm meant to tease.

"That might be difficult in this position." She draws back again so she can grin at him.

He hums, trying not to become overwhelmed by the nips and the grinding. But at her words, he smiles and suddenly pulls her close, rolling them over so that he's on top of her.

"Is this a better position...?" He asks it as he starts to kiss down her collarbone, to her breasts, and then further down to her stomach. He gently pushes her thighs apart with a grin and settles between them, though he hasn't pushed her skirt up yet.

She lets out a yelp of surprise, eyes going wide and her body going stiff against him as she freezes up. The scent of flowers takes on a sour note. With someone she knows that kind of move wouldn't have been a problem, but he's a stranger, it doesn't matter how comfortable she felt moments ago.

"A... A li-little warning next time."

As he moves, she relaxes once more. Her head rests back against the bed as she sucks in a breath.

"Are you all right?" He kisses up her thigh, but his eyes are concerned. "Would you like me to stop?"

She didn't seem to like the sudden movement- he files that information away for the future. He strokes her thigh apologetically, resting his cheek against it and waiting for her say so to continue. He wouldn't want to make her uncomfortable, even if that means finishing himself somewhere else.

She lifts her head to nod, giving him an apologetic smile. "Y-yeah. I'm fine. I just don't like being under someone else like that. I should have... have said something earlier. Sorry."

She reaches down so she can card her fingers through his hair. "Please continue."

"I'll be more careful in the future. You have my apologies." He offers her a smile, before kissing back up her thigh and between her legs. Pushing her skirt up, he nips at her skin before poking his head over the fabric to look at her.

"Am I getting close to this mysterious piercing?" The smile turns into a grin. He can't help but to tease a little.

"It's okay, you didn't know." She continues to toy with his hair until he nips at her. She gasps and gives his hair a little tug before relaxing back into the bed as best she can.

She chuckles in response to the question. "Keep going and find out."

"Heheh. That I will..."

He hooks his fingers into her underwear and starts to slide it down, moving back only to toss it out of the way. Then he leans in and drags his tongue over her clit, and- oh!

"I think I've found it." Chuckling, he recalls what she said about it making her more sensitive. He traces his tongue around her clit in slow circles, before sucking lightly at it. It feels odd against his tongue, but not unpleasant.

She lifts her hips enough to aid with their removal. As he's tossing them aside she grabs a pillow to prop herself up on so she can more comfortably watch him.

She gasps at the sensation of his tongue over her clit. "So you have," she chuckles.

She squirms and lets out a moan in response to the light sucking. Her hand once again in his hair, now gripping and giving it a light tug. "Oh, that feels good."

The tug to his hair makes him bite back a soft groan- instead he busies himself with exploring her with his tongue and lips more. He soon shifts to tease at her entrance with a finger, rolling his tongue in lazy circles around her clit as he presses one slowly inside her. He gives her plenty of time to say if she doesn't want him to do so, but if she allows him he'll soon press in a second, curving his fingers slightly to rub the pads of his fingers against her.

He aches against the bed by now, but he knows he has to be patient. He wants Persephone to feel good first- it's often his way, to make sure his partner is having a good time before he can get any real pleasure out of it.

Pulling back to nip at her inner thigh, he murmurs against her skin. "How is this...?"

She does so love when her partners make noise because of something she does. She files away the bit of information about him enjoying a bit of hair pulling and changes up her grip so that her nails can drag over his scalp. It's almost as if she's petting him until he adds a finger and her nails bite gently into his scalp. Her hips roll upward as she lets out a soft moan, eyelids fluttering. The second finger receives a similar reaction, though this time the movements of her hips are as if she's trying to resist fucking herself on his fingers.

It's so easy to get her going once things get started that she'd be cross if he were to stop now.

The nip to her inner thigh elicits a sharp inhale of a breath and a shudder. "It's, ah, it's a start." She chuckles, lazily looking down at him.

He would have liked it if she had let herself move against his fingers. As it is, he's distracted by the nails in his scalp- when she moans, he barely resists rolling his hips into the bed.

"A start?" He rests his cheek against her thigh and looks up at her with obvious want, before removing his fingers and almost going to climb over her again before he catches himself. Instead he pauses, before easing himself onto his back beside her and undoing his leggings and skirt finally. The relief makes him sigh- he's been pressing against those for far too long. It's easy to push them down now, and he gestures for Persephone to climb back on top of him with an easy smile.

The look on his face makes her stomach do a little flop, more flowers fill the space around them.

Maybe at some point in the future, she won't be as cagey about having him on top of her. Though she is rather small, even without what happened before her arrival here, she'd probably still feel a little claustrophobic with someone his size over her.

She doesn't need him to tell her twice. She on him the moment he's settled, naked, on the bed. She doesn't immediately go to take him, though. Instead, she settles on him so that his cock is pressed beneath his stomach and her folds so that she can grind slowly against him, As she does so she leans down to kiss him once more. fingers threading to his hair, nails dragging lightly over either side of his scalp.

He has to fight to keep his hips still as Persephone rocks herself against him, moaning into the kiss and grabbing her behind so that he can urge her on. He's soon leaking against his own stomach, so hard that it almost hurts, toes curling into the sheets as he tries and fails to keep himself from making a sound with every forward roll of her hips. She really knows how to tease a man, doesn't she? It's extremely attractive.

Finally lifting his hips up to signal that he can't stand it anymore, he breaks the kiss and pants against her lips. "Do you plan on teasing me to death..?" He chuckles, breathless.

She loves those sounds. Those alone are enough to urge her to continue, though the feeling of his hands on her help. She groans into the kiss, nails alternating between biting into and scratching lightly over his scalp. She loves the way he moves beneath her, the reactions she receives. She may be a Submissive now but her more dominant position hasn't just gone away overnight.

She chuckles in response to the question, eyes half-lidded as she lazily looks back at him. "Would it be such a bad way to go?" She grins and runs her hand through his hair.

"But I suppose that's enough teasing." With that she sits up, lifting herself up so she can reach between them and guide him against her entrance. There's a bit more teasing before she eases herself down on him, rolling her head back with a moan.

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