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TDM #22

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« « « 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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Yes, he’s real. There is indeed flesh and blood under that robe. The Jedi’s smile softening as he felt keenly aware of how much he had been missed. He would have missed the Mandalorian too if had even been aware of his absence. Though the news of Luke made his heart sink.

“I see. I need to make a point to see him then. Though you know how they are regarding submissives in the Up.” Especially uncontracted ones such as he was now after just having returned. Luke would probably have to be the one to come find him in the Down.

"Yes. Unfortunately things haven't changed much in the city, since you left." Duplicity was still shitty to submissives. "Luke hasn't been enjoying the cold that much." Tatooine born and raised after all. "But, I'm sure he'd make an exception. When he hears you're here." Which might be an understatement, or might not. Who knows. But he knows the two were pretty close. "For now...how have you been since you returned?"

"If he hasn't sensed me already," Obi-Wan points out. He was certain Luke would show up in his own time. Just like he had when he first arrived. The two of them were drawn to each other thanks to the bond they shared. So its no surprise that his disappearance caused the young man distress.

"I probably should have warned you," Obi-Wan admits to the Mandalorian. "A severed force bond is a painful experience."

Oh right, Jedi can sense each other, can't they? "It's only a matter of time." It's kind of amazing Luke hasn't found him already. Considering it's been two days. He tilts his helm as he listens, before he nods, a bit solemnly.

"It's was...startling to wake up to that scream." Let's be honest, he'd gotten used to Luke's nightmare screams. But the one when Obi-wan disappeared, had been completely different. "Fortunately, he didn't do anything stupid about it." Thankfully.

Obi-Wan winces slightly when he’s told about the scream. It hurt to know he had hurt Luke so badly, even knowing it wasn’t his fault. They had no control over such things. “Good, I’m glad to hear that.” After that one episode with Luke trying to take his own life, it was a relief to know he hadn’t tried something similar.

The Jedi them thought it best to put that topic aside and instead focus on the man in front of him. Stepping forward he looks up at him, unable to see his face but still trying to gauge the Mandalorian’s feelings. “I see you have still managed to follow your creed.” Obi-Wan reaching up to touch Din’s helmet where his cheek would be. Quietly remembering when he had actually felt the rough stubble on Din’s skin.

“I’m glad, even if it is a shame to hide such a handsome face.”

A change of subject, is a good idea. Din let's it drop, as it's enough about that, and maybe things will be better now. At least as good as this city gets. His helmet tilts down a little as Obi-wan steps closer, leaving his own hand on his shoulder. "It's not been easy." He admits, tone relaxed, and a happy. He can't feel the hand on his 'cheek', but he can feel the pressure of it, and he leans into it a little.

"I...mostly wear the armor when in public anymore." Like right now. "Wear it a lot less at home. The helmet's a...work in progress."

The way that Din leans into his hand melts the Jedi’s heart s little and he smiles softly. Though he also gets an amused raise of his brows as well.

“A work in progress? Well then, I shall look forward to any progress you make. But if not, I suppose there are ways to work around it.”

Obi-Wan’s voice becoming soft at the end there while also leaning in towards the other man. His forehead lightly bumping against the other’s helmeted one. Very gently as his skull was certainly made of beskar, but the gesture is still the same.

That soft smile is so cute. Why is it so cute? Obi-wan's words get a chuckle out of Din. "Still no...perfect. But I'm better I was than when I first got here." He admits. It's been a hell of a year.

However other thoughts leave his mind, when Obi-wan leans in to be forehead to forehead. It startles Din for a moment. It doesn't feel accidental, but more on purpose. After a moment, Din leans back into it, gently bumping back, as he bring his hand up to cup behind Obi's head.

"There are definitely ways to work around it." He huffs a little, voice dropping soft, keeping convo between them.. You know what you're doing Obi-wan. "You're hardly wasting time." He's amused.

Oh he definitely knows what he's doing. Obi-Wan didn't spend a year on Mandalore for nothing after all. He can sense how startled Din is by the move, but is pleased when he returns it. The Jedi's eyes close when he feels the hand at the back of his head, quietly soaking up the moment.

The comment about not wasting time does draw a little chuckle. "I suppose I've missed you more than I realized," he says back in that same low tone. Keeping things private between them as one could in this public space. He had been lonely, there's no doubt about that. It was a strange feeling too. It felt like he hadn't been gone long, and yet it also felt like an eternity. His sense of time was definitely skewed thanks to the fact that he didn't remember his time here at all while back on Tatooine.

Din was only startled, because he's not used to an outsider initiating this. Not on purpose any how. The intimate closeness. Close enough that can see differences from when Obi was here before. How tired he looks, and the hints of grey. They're about the same age, yet Obi-wan some how looked older.

"Believe me. You've been missed here, too." Three months isn't a huge amount of time. But it's long enough. "Come on." He says, reluctantly pulling back from it. "Let's find somewhere to talk more." Where they're not in the way of people browsing the market's fares.

Hearing that he’s been missed as well warms the Jedi’s heart. He hopes to eventually find others he knows and to reconnect with them. But for now he’s all too happy to follow Din.

“Gladly,” he says cheerfully. Staying close to Din’s side as they walk through the crowd, making it evident the two of them are together. One couldn’t be too cautious being an uncontracted submissive in the Up.

Din also makes sure they look like they're together, keeping stride with the other man. If need be, he'd say Obi was visiting his Dominant for possible contract. They practically encourage that, so might work. Plus helping with that point, Din leads them to the Up housing, and to the familiar 012-A. Which thankfully, for Obi-wan, has heat.

"Make yourself comfortable." He says. Luke's not home, must be out at work, or something. So it's just them for the time being.

As soon as they walked into building the Jedi breathed a sigh of relief, glad to be out of the cold. His tolerance for it had waned as he had started to acclimate to the heat on Tatooine. The sharp contrast in temperature between here and there was dramatic. He would need time to adjust here too. The warmer climate of the Down being of its very few redeeming points.

“Only if you’ll join me,” Obi-Wan says with a suggestive hint as sets his boots aside and takes a look around. The apartment looking much like he remembered it.

Din didn't need the force, to see how relieved Obi-wan was to be out of the cold. Although Obi-wan is lucky he hadn't arrived earlier during the freeze, when the Down was more or less evacuated because of no power or anything.

"Not used to the cold?" He asks, and ducks into his room for a moment. To slip out of his own boots, and armor(he's aware that that's not the most comfortable thing to snuggle with). As for Obi-wan's suggestion--

"Sure." He says in amusement, as he returns to the living room.

“Try spending a few months on Tatooine and see how you take the cold,” Obi-Wan says as Din goes about removing his armor. Sitting himself down on the sofa and waiting patiently for the Mandalorian to come join him.

He’s briefly reminded of their adventures at camp when Din remerges from his bedroom with all the armor gone except his helmet. It looks awkward to the Jedi, who doesn’t bother hiding his amusement, patting the spot next to him in clear invitation.

"I've been to Tatooine a lot. For days at a time, not months however." Din answers. "Last time I visited....went from walking the dune sea for a day. After being there several days. To landing on an ice planet." Don't ask. "I....had a bit of time in between, though."

He notes Obi-wan's obvious amusement, as he comes back into the living room. He might just be rolling his eyes under the helm. Yeah yeah. He moves over to the couch, sitting down next to Obi. Leaning back as he gets comfortable.

"I see," Obi-Wan says as Din makes himself comfortable next to him. "And I'm certain you had the advantage of an environmentally controlled suit of armor. Otherwise you would have roasted inside that beskar."

The Jedi's eyes look the Mandalorian up and down. He hasn't had all that much occasion to really appreciate his physical appearance outside of the armor. The required attire back at camp had certainly been revealing, but after his contract had run out with Luke, they hadn't seen much of each other.

"I did, yeah." Okay, it's hard to deny. Because it's true, the armor would have baked him alive otherwise. "I will say, I do know someone that wore beskar for years on Tatooine, and his wasn't set up like mine." Weirdly, this mention isn't said with any anger behind it, as one might expect.

For his age, Din is in pretty good shape. He doesn't have a fancy six pack. But he's fit, with good muscle. Basically a Mandalorian warrior in his prime. He's thicc, but little of it seems to be fat.

This brings a raise of Obi-Wan’s brows when Din mentions someone else with armor on Tatooine. “Really? Another Mandalorian I take it? Didn’t think that planet was so popular with your people.”

And Din might not be fancy but he has a rugged look about him that’s rather appealing. Obi-Wan would be lying if he said he wasn’t attracted to him. The Jedi himself did have a six pack at one point, but months on Tatooine has diminished his physique a bit. Shifting a bit closer to the Mandalorian, Obi-Wan looks intently at the other man. As if trying to decide his next move.

"No, he wasn't a Mandalorian. But it was Mandalorian armor. He traded silicax crystals to Jawas for it. Dunno how the Jawas got it." Many mysteries in the deserts of Tatooine. "Used the armor to take back his town from slavers, and to continue to protect it afterwards." Basically using the armor properly, not for his own benefit. "Helped him take down a krayt dragon that was terrorizing the town. In exchange he let me have the armor."

Din does notice Obi-wan looking intently at him, his helmet tilting toward him, and this tone a little amused. "What's on your mind?"

“That’s quite the story,” Obi-Wan says with some fascination. He hasn’t been on Tatooine long yet in the grand scheme of things, but he knew what a Krayt dragon was. And of course he knew of Jawas too. He was certain there was likely more to that tale as well.

Din’s question though draws a little smile as he reaches out to place his hand on the other man’s chest. “A great many things, my friend. Some you would probably rather not know about.” Which was certainly true, his mind rarely getting a rest unless he was mediating or distracted with other things. “But as my master used to say, I should keep my thoughts in the present. And you are occupying a lot of those thoughts.”

"It was. The start of an interesting year." He's really going to have to tell the full tale, someday. It was the start of an interesting trail. But clearly a story for another time.

The touch to his chest doesn't get quite the reaction it used to. Even if he does still shiver a little. One of the changes he's gone though over he months he's been here. "I don't know. I've seen a lot." Missed a lot too, but hey. "But your master was right. Right now you're the only thing I'm thinking about."

It was either what he said or how he said it, or maybe both, but the Jedi suddenly finds himself turned on. Such a confession was not something he took lightly, especially coming from a Mandalorian like Din.

In one swift movement he’s straddling the lap of the other man. Reaching to unzip his flightsuit down past his chest. Fingers then lightly tracing that submissive mark on his skin, while pressing his forehead against Din’s helmet once more.

“Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum,” he said softly. Knowing it was probably a bit forward, but it was true that he felt his absence now that he was back. There were several people he cared for in this place, and Din was one of them.

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