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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Well, that was easier than expected. Perhaps the advice to 'be bold' was in fact good words to teach the newly arrived. It was a shame that this dark-haired land dweller wasn't a Dominant. Jade wouldn't assume a Dominant would be caught dead delivering someone's lubricant directly to their front door.

No, that was Submissive work. Were the items different, it would have been a job he did himself for his college dormitory's prefect. Regardless, there was no rule that he couldn't fulfill quota with another Submissive, so the eel hardly sees this as a negative interaction. It was better to find someone early and get quota out of the way so he could focus on the more important things. "Perhaps just down this alley then. There is enough shadows where we shouldn't be interrupted."

Despite everything he feels... a little nervous, though. Not that his face or actions show it at all as he motions a black-gloved hand toward the dark alleyway.

A dark alleyway with concealing shadows sounds like the perfect location except for one thing: the freezing temperature. Akutagawa hardly wants to be outside dressed as he is, much less half-dressed. He glances towards the alleyway, considering it for a long moment. There other options are limited: neither of them could afford a hotel (and most likely wouldn't be allowed to purchase one even if they could) and going back to the public housing meant the risk of one of many roommates walking in. While Akutagawa isn't shy, he's not particularly an exhibitionist either.

Scowling, he closes the box he's carrying and starts towards the alleyway. He fully intends to still deliver the package after this quick ... break. While he hates to take a detour halfway through -- he values timeliness and punctuality on his jobs -- his current predicament is leaving him no other choice.

"Make it quick."

The alleyway at least lacks the biting chill of the wind, even if the ground is still snow-covered. He sets the box down carefully on the top of a closed dumpster and then reaches to grab Jade by the collar, yanking him closer until their lips are mashed together in what is an incredibly awkward kiss. This is clearly not Akutagawa's strong point.

The kiss surprises him more than the acceptance of the invitation. After all, they made it rather clear in orientation what would happen to those who failed to meet quota. Possible jail time, punishment, fines that Submissives without a contract like himself would be in no way able to pay... and he found it difficult to believe that this older man had much more luck than he did.

Jade leans into the kiss as a gloved hand comes up to rest on Akutagawa's shoulder, pushing him back toward the alley wall. He doesn't pull his own lips away but instead leans into it while carefully keeping his sharp teeth in check. When he breaks finally breaks the kiss he speaks, warmly against Akutagawa's lips. "The cold air is dangerous for humans, is it not?"

Akutagawa's back hits the wall with a quiet thud, but the Port Mafia dog doesn't seem to care. If anything, he likes being pushed around -- although that's a fact that he's not willing to admit out loud. His hand moves to grip Jade's sleeve, fingers wrapping tightly around the fabric. The glitter from his hands will surely make a mess of Jade's suit, but that's hardly his concern right now.

The warm breath feels better than anything else at the moment, but the kiss has certainly started to heat Akutagawa up as well. "I can take it," he answers, even though without Jade in front of him, it would probably be cold enough to see his breath. "I'm not fragile." Nevermind that he's in poor health to begin with and this is almost surely a terrible idea.

"I assure you, it wasn't my intention to imply that." It was, but that wasn't the polite thing to say. He'd seen humans take ice magic and get back up, though extended exposure to the cold would hurt any being unaccustomed to it. Yes, for this to be a favorable experience, it would be best if he kept the older man as warm as possible.

It doesn't take long to come to a conclusion. So long as someone received sexual gratification, that would count for quota, wouldn't it? Perhaps there was a way to succeed but also keep Ryunosuke warm.

After pinching the front of his slacks with his opposite hand, Jade starts to lower himself to his knees in front of the mafioso. His other hand uses the man's body for support on the way down. "Would be so kind as to present yourself?"

While the statement is quite possibly the least sexy way to ask such a question, for Akutagawa it works. It's efficient and gets to the point. It doesn't make this anything other than what it is -- an awkward version of a business transaction between them.

Akutagawa unbuttons the bottom of his coat and pushes it aside before working to undo his pants. With the aid of the aphro, he's already painfully hard -- it's impressive, in a way, that he's managed to make it this far without breaking down and begging desperately. Dazai trained him well with resolve (though less so when it came to senseless murder).

Pulling his cock free from his underwear, the chill of the air sends a shudder up his spine. Akutagawa forces the taller man down quicker by pushing the top of his head. The sooner a wet, warm mouth is around him, the better.

If he hadn't grown up hearing stories of an overzealous mermaid, he would have thought that being so eager was a leg-haver thing. It doesn't bother him, though, as Jade silently agrees that this is a better alternative to the song and dance of courting.

This was a task, not a pleasure. It just so happened that Akutagawa was in need and Jade had decided to get the first task out of the way to not make his next quota attempts more awkward than they needed to be. The anonymity made it easier to let himself fall into the proper role needed for this type of action. If Azul or Floyd arrived here it was important for him to be able to explain to them their duties fully...

So without needless hesitation, he wraps his gloved hand around the older man's cock so his palm can offer him some additional warmth as his head leans forward to run his tongue along the tip.

While Akutagawa preferred to think himself above things like this, it was simply biological. Here, it also happened to be a requirement. Being unable to find his previous Dominant, he has no choice but to be with someone else. It's easier to be with a stranger than it would be to be with someone he knew, though he isn't quite sure why that's the case. He has a lack of emotion in all senses, doesn't he, so why would this feel simpler than anything else?

It doesn't matter, he decides, when the hand wraps around his dick. The glove is a weird sensation compared to how One's bare hand felt, but it works for now and he grinds into it. When the tongue licks his tip, he gasps softly. It's much easier to feel how much his body had needed this now that it was happening. Now that he could quit pretending he was above this all.

It's been months, if not over a year, since he's had contact like this, and he feels as awkward as he did back then. Not sure where to put his hands, they rest strangely at his side for now, balling into fists the more he's teased and taunted.

The flesh of these parts was surprisingly soft. He'd always heard that humans were fragile in their nethers, but it wasn't until he developed his own legs that he realized how true that was. He didn't dislike the sensation of the man's arousal brushing against his tongue, but he was used to raw flesh between his teeth. In this case he needed to be careful. His teeth are pointed, even like this, which was important for him to remember when he held a man's...well... manhood in the palm of his hand.

Yet as careful as he is, he is also inexperienced. So as he attempts to take Akutagawa's shaft further past his lips the very tips of his teeth prick against his skin.

Akutagawa should have considered Jade's teeth being that they were obvious from so much as a simple glance at the now-humanoid eel. He hadn't given it any thought, however, until he feels the prick on his dick. It causes him to shudder and he finds... he does not mind it. His heart beats all the quicker and the risk is invigorating.

He does not force himself into Jade's mouth, although he is desperate to, but he does raise one hand to tangle in the boy's hair. His fingers curl tighter the more Jade takes him in and his breathing catches in his throat, only for him to wind up coughing. His free hand moves to his mouth, covering it until he can stop.

What a unique reaction! At first, he considers stopping to apologize but the way the man's body reacts to the catch of teeth makes him ponder. However, the coughing fit brings any thought he plans to enact to a stop.

"Should I stop?" His lips brush over the tip of the mafioso's straining erection when he speaks as mismatched eyes glance up at him from below. "It wouldn't do if your coughing caused me to tear your sensitive skin."

Akutagawa regains his composure and stops coughing soon enough. Scowling, he asks, "Did I tell you to stop?" His breathing is labored, husky from arousal. Half-lidded eyes gaze downwards at the boy kneeling before him, expression twisted in frustration.

Clearly, he's undeterred by the risk. If the way his dick twitches at the mention is anything to go by, he's even a little excited by it.

Humans were interesting creatures and now he had a whole new way to explore them along with this new world. Perhaps he knew even less about them than he originally thought... or maybe it was just this human that was this much of a masochist. Either way, Jade's lips close around the dark-haired man's cock again, this time a little more relaxed in the motion.

Since he had enjoyed the accidental brush of teeth, he doesn't mind them quite as closely as he slowly moves to take him deeper into the warmth of his mouth.

Akutagawa can hardly be considered a normal human. He's never felt human, instead preferring to think of himself as the Port Mafia's rabid dog. It's how everyone who met him looked at him, too. Emotionless except for rage. Out of control. The desire to kill, to be useful, courses through his veins like blood. He's familiar with that; he's much less familiar with his masochistic side -- or at least, he wants to think that's the case. Truthfully, he's always been a masochist, from the time he was young and at Dazai's feet to his current fighting with Atsushi.

The sharp teeth drag across sensitive skin and Akutagawa moans, once again raising a hand to his mouth. This time, instead of covering it, he bites down on his fingers to stifle the sound. The warm mouth contrasts with the cold, sending a shiver down Akutagawa's spine. Involuntarily, his hips thrust forward slightly, pushing himself deeper.

There was something strangely invigorating about the power imbalance of the situation. It would be incredibly easy to tip the scale from pleasure to pain, and yet the man above him didn't seem worried about that at all. It was tempting to bite down.

But it would be more interesting to see how close he could get to doing so before the man caves and shoves him away. The younger man's jaw loosens at Akutagawa's thrust, allowing him deeper--only for his sheer girth to not give his teeth much room to avoid him. Sharp tips press more firmly against the skin of his shaft as his tongue swirls to brush against where the tips meet.

Biting down completely would have, of course, been too much, but as it is, this is just enough. The teeth scratch along his cock with his movement, drawing a heavy moan from the older man. One tooth pricks hard enough to draw a speck of blood, and the moan becomes a groan, only Akutagawa still doesn't shove Jade away. He bites down on his finger hard enough to draw blood there, his breathing growing more rapid.

His dick twitches in Jade's mouth, body tensing. He's close. Very close.

Each moment that passes is savored. Not because he enjoys the taste, but the sensation. Each bob of his head causes his teeth to brush along flesh and sends a tingle of excitement through his own body. Somehow the cold air barely registers with his mind so focused on the task at mouth.

As Akutagawa's body responds more feverishly, Jade's hand around him tightens to start a slow but steady pace of strokes aided by the warmth of his own saliva.

Heat radiates through Akutagawa's body, and for now, the cold is long forgotten. Instead, he's focused entirely of the feel of Jade's hand and mouth. Mind hazy with lust, he feels himself drawing closer yet. Inexperience isn't on his side. Even with his past in Duplicity, he's still unable to control himself completely.

When he cums, his fingers yank Jade's hair, pulling his head back violently. It hurts, the way the teeth scrape, but at the same time, the sensation is mind-blowing. Akutagawa moans in a mix of pleasure and pain, toes curling in his boots as he releases onto Jade. He doesn't particularly care where -- his mouth, his face, it's all the same to him. They'd agree to engage in a transaction, not decided how that transaction would go. Akutagawa owes him nothing.

When his head is yanked back his mouth is filled with the taste of copper. He could feel the particular tug of his teeth gliding against skin in a way that was far too wet to be just from his own spit. Instinct is to apologize, but in the moment he's too caught up by the sight and sound of the man above him. The hold on his hair isn't fought as he takes the moment just to breathe.

He hadn't realized how he'd been holding his breath during his work and even now his hand keeps stroking Akutagawa through his orgasm as it spurts across his lips and cheek. It isn't until he's sure that he's finished that his gloved hand slows its steady rhythm and he speaks; "I see age has no bearing..."

The skin tears, and it's enough to make Akutagawa's eyes water. The pain overrides the pleasure once Akutagawa has finished, but in his post-orgasm haze, he doesn't seem to mind. Not yet, at least. Instead, he looks down at the boy kneeling before him and leans over, untangling his fingers from his hair and then brushing the blood over his lips with the pad of his thumb.

Akutagawa doesn't particularly find things beautiful. He can acknowledge that things are aesthetically pleasing, but they never really speak to him. This feels different. This feels, a little, like living might. The only thing that could possibly make it better is if the blood had been Jade's own.

Nonetheless, when he speaks, it is simply to ask, "What the hell does that mean?"

Such an interesting touch that Jade finds unexpected and just briefly his tongue swipes across his sharp teeth to taste some of the blood that lingers there. Human blood has a different taste to it than fish, but it isn't unpleasant.

"Just that one's age does not make them any more enduring. We were always taught in the sea that the oldest fish were the wisest and most resilient. I suppose that isn't always the case of the land population."

Oh, so he's definitely being insulted. Akutagawa looks displeased as he pulls his pants back on. The cold is already starting to get to him, enough so that he's willing to ignore the stickiness for now. He winces in pain, however, as he does so.

"I could kill you where you stand, you know."

"Then I suppose I should stand." He doesn't linger on the ground for too long and instead brings himself back up to his full height--considerably taller than the older human. This time though it was himself who had the straining of an erection against the front of his slacks.

Jade steps forward, closing the gap between them to press his bloodied lips against Akutagawa's own with little regard to the rest of the mess on his face. Perhaps the close quarters and his own contact with the perfume had begun to take their toll.

The height doesn't intimidate Akutagawa, and the older man simply glares upwards. He hardly pays any mind to Jade's erection, only to be surprised by the sudden kiss. Akutagawa is not much of a kisser himself, but the taste of blood on his lips is enough to make his blood start pumping again. His breath catches in his throat, but he doesn't cough, instead simply parting his lips and darting his tongue out over Jade's, licking the blood off his bottom lip.

He hadn't expected this to go on beyond what it had already been, but it seems for now, he's making no move to stop Jade.

The more experience he can build the better he can succeed... at least that is his reasoning. What small bit of his rational mind that still was lingering past the lust of the situation. Above the rest was mostly curiosity driving him forward... or perhaps his own carnivorous nature.

After all, the blood--the essence on his lips and in their mouths wasn't his own. Yet when the kiss is broken, Jade doesn't move away but instead takes hold of Akutagawa's exposed cock again in cold leather-clad fingers. "Do you like your own taste?"

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cw: jade is 17 so underage smut here on out

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