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TDM #22
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It's discouraging to think how many people are shocked by honesty and how few by deceit. Yet, solace is found in the lies we tell each other, comforted by the peace of knowing that we're not alone in our depravity, and once on this path, sin itself becomes the lesser of two evils masked in a cloud of normalcy. This is how Duplicity has functioned since the beginning. The divide of power and social standing is overt in that Dominants influence the decisions made both publicly and privately while Submissives cater to the rules presented to them. It is the way of Duplicity to assign random designations at birth with no leeway in altering what has been given. Climate in the Up is far stricter than that of the Down; violating outlined personas for a Dominant or Submissive while in full view of others is punished by degree of infraction. In the Down, many tend to turn a blind eye to these sorts of offenses. To counteract the discovery of the Deceit Gene – a natural "negative" response to all stimuli – the L.I.E.S. program was founded. The program had been designed to introduce new subjects to the current environment and test for the Deceit Gene through immersion in Duplicity's standing society. Sexual impulses and encounters increase the chances of detecting the gene within these individuals. Participants are typically released from L.I.E.S. after a year; however, results have remained unsatisfactory and testing still continues. ... and you’re here! Finally! Welcome to Duplicity. After choosing a door and stepping through to the other side, the first thing that greets you are the enthusiastic faces of people in medical scrubs and pristine lab coats. Their enthusiasm translates to eagerness as they strip you of your clothes to perform a thorough examination—you will be healed, bathed, and given a paper gown to wear until your items can be processed and delivered to your residence later in the evening. You are also given a device that accesses the network as well as the time and location of orientation. If you enter Duplicity into the Up, congratulations! You’re a Dominant, which means you are immediately picked up by a limo after processing and taken to your highrise. Here, it is two Dominants per floor with separate apartments. If you enter Duplicity into the Down, congratulations! You’re a Submissive, which means you are directed towards public transportation with the address of the motel you’ll be living in. Here, it is two Submissives per room with a shared common space for all rooms. Enjoy your free time until orientation! Participation is mandatory by all new and old arrivals. Winter is here and snow flurries are common in the Up while the slush collects in the Down. |
 After stepping through the door and participating in orientation, LIERS are assembled together in the Up for a tour of Duplicity in its entirety. Seats are in pairs and randomly assigned to Dominants and Submissives alike. Traveling from Fiddler's Square, the train journeys through various parts of the Up, showcasing society and examples of lifestyle. Along the way, frequent stops are made; a variety of passengers can be seen exiting and entering the doors. A Dominant with a kneeling Submissive takes a seat near the front of the train at one stop. A small group of Submissives board and sit closer to the LIERS at another, all seemingly content in their roles. As the tour continues through the Up, the train passes close to the Market and White Wall Bridge and zips by North Park before heading into the Down and bypassing Red Wall Bridge and South Park. The train makes a "final" stop at Riddler's Square, where inhabitants of the Down are instructed to return to their temporary housing. Those who live in the Up are permitted to stay on the train and revisit the same locations while returning. |
 As a particularly heavy snowstorm blows across the city, Duplicity finds itself blanketed in white. The morning after the storm, many citizens seem to be in a particularly mischievous mood and snowballs are a common sight flying through the air. A projectile meant for someone else may hit you square in the face if you're not careful — and then it's on. Joining these impromptu snow battles is encouraged, no matter a person's designation, and even Submissives teaming up to pelt unsuspecting Dominants with snowballs is generally taken in the spirit of good fun. Not everyone is throwing snow, of course — some are rolling much larger balls and shaping them into lewd snow figures. Those feeling chilled after playing in the snow may experience the urge to warm up with someone else, skin to skin. Whether they're a stranger or a familiar face, holding hands, kissing, or getting down and dirty with the nearest willing partner is invigorating. It might even be the only way to really feel warm again. |
 (cw: aphro, humiliation kink) Want to make some quick cash? After exiting the train in the Down, there seems to be a questionable character hanging about the station. Dressed in a trenchcoat and looking more like a flasher than the businessman he claims to be, this shady recruiter offers easy money in exchange for a simple delivery. Just take a package and drop it off at the address on the label. Really, that's it! Stop asking questions. Should characters decide to open the package themselves instead, they'll discover one of the following: glitter — so much glitter, lube (appears normal, but actually contains hot pepper and will cause more than a mild tingling sensation if used anywhere sensitive), a package of flavored condoms mysteriously labeled "every flavor" (none of them taste good), candy or perfume containing an aphrodisiac that, in addition to the usual libido-boosting effect, will also cause an intense craving for humiliation. It seems to be one of those services that allows one to send anonymous prank gifts, and they're hiding behind LIERs as couriers. There's no return address or company information on or inside the package, except for a card marked Encoded Sin Corp — which does not seem to be a real company if the name is searched. Whether characters end up delivering the package — maybe even to a fellow LIER — or get into some trouble along the way, someone is getting a nasty surprise. |
 (cw: aphro, dubcon, excessive fluids, exhibitionism, public use)A small winter market has been set up along one of the major streets in the Up with stalls selling a variety of goods ranging from knitted hats and scarves, soaps, scented lotions, candles, jewelry, artwork and assorted crafts to hand-dyed bondage rope and kinky leather accessories. Food and drink stands are plentiful as well. Strings of lights crisscross the street between the roofs of the shops, providing a cheerful glow, and there are tables set up in the street itself for people to sit and chat while having a snack — if they can stand the cold. Some of the most popular treats being sold are hot chocolate, eggnog, marshmallow snowmen, and sugar cookies decorated like snowflakes. Of course, their popularity may have something to do with the effects they produce when consumed. • The hot chocolate simply gets one all hot and bothered. • The eggnog may cause heavy production of sexual fluids, a desire to be filled or covered with someone else's cream, or all of the above. • The marshmallow snowmen will make those who eat them want to invite others to use them as they please, desiring nothing more than to be molded into the perfect fucktoy. • The sugar cookies seem to induce all sorts of different cravings — after all, no two snowflakes are alike! These effects tend to last at least an hour and may, in some cases, last up to a full day. One of the jewelry shops sells an unusual selection of compass pendants and bracelets. The compass arrows spin round and round lazily while the pieces are on display. Once worn, however, that changes. The arrow will settle on a direction, but instead of pointing north it will lead directly to another person. Perhaps you should speak to them? You may even begin to feel magnetically drawn to them yourself… In the event that two people have compasses that point them at each other, the attraction will be even stronger — nearly impossible to deny. There is another shop which sells intricately designed pocket watches and small clocks. When these timepieces are stared at for an extended length of time or picked up and handled, characters will feel a brief but strong connection to their past and experience a vivid flashback to some moment that was, in whatever way, meaningful for them. After reliving the memory, they will feel compelled to speak about it to whoever is nearby. |
Please read carefully. On each Test Drive Meme, there will be a section noting character roles; these will vary each TDM. On an IC level, characters will still have gone through the doors but assignments OOCly are still randomized. When applying, there is a section of the application that denotes whether the character chooses "left" or "right." When participating on the TDM, there will be a third option. Players may link either a top level or a thread (five or more comments from their character) from the TDM and title the link as "Door Pass." This means that the player is choosing to take the designation that they were randomly assigned on the TDM, rather than taking the designation of a door. If the player decides to select a door rather than use the pass, then they are trying their luck; they may get the same designation they had on the TDM or the opposite. Once the application is submitted, players can't change their choice. To assign roles to characters for this TDM, use the following guide: If your character likes it hot, they are a Dominant. If your character prefers the cold, they are a Submissive. To Note: Characters can only swap their designation for one of the following reasons: an event occurs that allows it or there are OOC reasons that make it a necessity. Any swap always requires mod approval and each character can only ever switch once. Characters that are being reapped will keep their previous designation but players can choose to use new TDMs with different designations for fun! Test Drive threads can be used as activity proofs for characters currently in-game. Please remember to mark any necessary content, and have fun!! |
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It's incredibly endearing to see him thrive. Their bodies are practically glued at the hip now, though that's nothing unusual.
Jade's free hand not juggling the box and the small 'goodie bag' comes up to rub at his own neck. The skin there a touch red from blood rushing to the surface. Perhaps from the cold, or maybe it was that strange sweet from that stall he'd eaten earlier in the day finally catching up with him. "Practice? I doubt it's possible to really practice that sort of thing... I suppose you just do it."
Though something about Floyd mentioning their flexibility does make Jade's back straighten just a tad. "Though if you wanted to, I'm sure we could find a partner."
There's a small pause and Jade opens his mouth as if to add something, but his lips purse back together as his brows furrow just slightly. What was in that marshmallow snowman?
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Distracted, Floyd rubs at his own cheek again, though this time it isn't because of any glitter. It really is warmer than it should be, isn't it? Ugh. How troublesome.
"Nn, I hate practicing." Or at least he doesn't like to think of "doing" as "practice." It sounds so rigid, so mundane. It's like he always says: If you just do it, then you can do it. If he wants to do something, then he'll just... do it. He doesn't have to be the best at it right away. It's how fun the process of getting there is that matters most. Floyd's thought processes are always more jumbled and unique compared to most people's, but Jade usually understands, so he doesn't feel the need to explain himself further than that.
As they continue to head down the street together, Floyd notices his brother pause and slumps against him even more. "Ehh? You were gonna say something, weren't you?" He tugs a bit on Jade's arm. "Tell me, tell me~ It's not nice to keep secrets from your brother~"
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Of course they had discussed becoming a contracted pair, but... that was to avoid the unpleasantness of having to find someone else to live with. He can't even imagine Floyd having a roommate other than himself. Not even Azul. Why, their first sleepover among the three of them in their youth had almost cost Azul a tentacle from Floyd's nightly teeth grinding.
Though trying to imagine some other poor unfortunate soul trying to escape the sea's ultimate clinger is rather amusing."I..." The words he managed to catch before more or less escape him now. "Was going to say that we have each other as an option as well."
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Looks like that aspect of their relationship is going to be put to the test.
Ah. ... Ah. Abruptly, Floyd stops in his tracks and stares unblinkingly at Jade with those mismatched eyes. However, he isn't shocked for reasons his twin might suspect. Sure, they're brothers and all that, but more importantly: "You'd choose me first for that sort of thing?" Normally it isn't a big deal whether Jade chooses to be with him or not. Just because they're twins, that doesn't mean they'll always be together at all times of the day. They have their own lives and interests to tend to, you know? And he knows humans hook up just for fun up here, but-- It's also more personal, isn't it?
Hn... It can't be that big a deal. Why's he overthinking it so much? What was in that stupid candy? "I mean. ... Eheh. It could be fun... right? Besides!," he suddenly exclaims, probably loud enough for the rest of the street to hear, "We've already seen each other naked!" Mostly in eel form, but that doesn't matter.
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It's hard to stay tense when Floyd brings up the nudity aspect, though. They've been together since they were larvae and went through all of the elver stages together. If anyone knew their bodies perfectly, it was the other. Even if it was never in such an 'intimate' manner. He's still uncomfortable, but at least he feels less like he's suffocating.
"I... apologize if that is too strange. There is no one else here I would trust to have a first experience with." Though with how small the merfolk population is, it isn't too uncommon of a situation. "Perhaps I'm simply overthinking it."
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"It's not! I mean, it is... But it's not!" he stubbornly refutes, or at least tries to. With a turn, Floyd grabs his brother by the forearms so they can look at each other more directly. If you want to do it, then just do it, right? Stumbling around and getting all nervous won't accomplish anything. "Hnngh, if that's what you want, then it's what I want too! There's no point in doing it with anyone else, 'cause they'll just get it wrong."
By now, his cheeks are nearly red. "Everyone else is a peabrain compared to us."
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While this particular situation is awkward, he finds that somehow he's not as against it as he should be. Perhaps it's the food, or that strange orientation, but something about the situation feels like they were the least strange thing here. Even if Jade's own face was teetering on the edge of red too, he feels confident.
"Then let's do it. Have you been given your provided housing?"
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"Beats me," he mutters. "This super long car showed up after orientation and the guy driving it said he'd take me somewhere, but he was sooo pushy. Really put me off." Was he talking about his house or something? He barely remembers what was yelled at him as he walked off.
"He followed me around but I got pissed and ran to shake him off. Then I found you." After he opened his package and got attacked with glitter, that is. "Why?" Floyd being Floyd, he hasn't even considered that Jade's implying they should be doing this in private.
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Perhaps another thing for him to figure out before Floyd decides taking a nap on a park bench in the Down is a good idea. With this lovely chill weather, it is more likely to happen sooner than later.
He's pleased to finally drop off the box at the written address doorstep, even as he tucks the little baggy of candy into his pocket to prevent it from looking too out of place. It's in a rather narrow alley--the kind of dark place that running into the twins would be quite threatening. Yet he feels it's possibly secluded enough...
"These bodies might not handle nudity in the cold as well as our true forms would, but I do find the cold rather invigorating."
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The rest of the walk is relatively uneventful. Floyd's slipped his hands into his pockets by now and taken to hopping up onto planters and barricades to keep himself occupied. Unfortunately there's not much to jump on in a dark alleyway though and he frowns through the haze of his increasing body heat. Well... at least it's secluded here. Cold, dark, damp.
Kind of reminds him of the sea.
Floyd barely registers his brother's words. He simply steps in close again and dips his head down until his forehead rests on Jade's shoulder. If he had his tail right now, he'd wrap around him if he could. "... Ne, Jade," he mumbles. "I hate it here."
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"I will work on finding us a way back to the College soon enough," but, as much as he'd like to, he can't make any promises. The most he can do at the moment is show his support and work toward a goal where they can both be comfortable.
If he can protect Floyd, that would be enough for him. He could handle the rest of the situation the way he always does--by disregarding and repressing his own feelings on the matter. To put his work and best face forward to further their goals. Location hardly changes that in his eyes. Fingers thread into his twin's hair as he leans his own head down to rest his chin on top of his head.
They can't coil together like they did when they were younger, so he lets his other arm come around Floyd's form instead to hug him closer. His head tilting to speak just barely through two-toned hair. "So long as we are together, we can handle it. Think of it as another world of experiences and firsts."
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All this thinking is giving him a headache. With a whine, Floyd rubs his face into Jade's shoulder and eventually finds his way into the crook of his neck. Lanky arms eventually reach up and coil until he's all but clinging to his twin's body. At least this is cozy.
"Yeah. But I was just getting used to land back home." So much for not complaining. Just how often is his mood going to fluctuate today? He's about to whine more, but then-- "... You're really hot, Jade." Seriously, it's nothing like the first time they walked on land and felt anything other than cold for once.
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"You're warm also." His voice is soft as he lets his gloved hand trail just slightly from Floyd's hair down to trace along the back of his neck.
He hesitates for a moment, but then lets his thumb brush against Floyd's jaw before tracing the shape of his ear. They've done this countless times--he couldn't even begin to tell anyone how many times he and Floyd has squeezed him--but this time feels strange all the same. Perhaps it's the location or their brief conversation earlier... but he doesn't dare pull away. Even though they're already so close, Jade feels himself shift closer until they're completely flush. "Floyd?"
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So even when it escalates and he feels that familiar touch against the shell of his ear, the most Floyd does is tense up his shoulders. It's not out of the ordinary... sort of.
He tugs at his twin's jacket. "Yeah?"
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It isn't until he gets Floyd's face back on level that he presses their foreheads together. The warmth of his twin's face is practically scalding against his own, but it's an enjoyable heat. While he's never particularly bothered to consider these types of things before, it feels almost impossible not to think about them now. Perhaps it's the situation... or maybe just because he doesn't want to see Floyd suffer or struggle here.
He has too much faith in him to let him crumble over something like this, so he presses their lips together.
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He forgets to care.
So he's receptive. Still at first, but receptive, staring blankly at his twin's face before smoothing his fingers up his spine and into his hair. For a moment, he pulls back a bit like he wants to say something, before ultimately deciding against it and smashing their lips together again, this time with a bit of a push. It's weird standing in the open. ... It's weird not to challenge Jade when he takes the reins. So he aims to maneuver his brother against the nearest brick wall with a bit of an awkward side step.
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While most felt that the more outgoing of the twins was the aggressive one of the pair, Jade was usually just quieter about it. When his lips part, Jade's teeth catch against Floyd's. His gloved hand moves into Floyd's hair in turn while his free one grips him by the hip to yank him closer.
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Mm. No. Jade is Jade. He doesn't like thinking about him as anything but that.
That in mind, he parts his lips right when his brother does, and when their teeth click together he pauses to giggle in spite of himself. The hand at his hip does little to dull it; he snickers more and answers that tug with a thrust and a soft bite on the plush of Jade's lip. Like that, right? That's sort of how people do it.
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If Floyd's knuckles skim against the brick is hardly on Jade's mind at all as he grinds his own hips forward. All the while his hand moves from the other eel's hip toward the small of his back to encourage him closer. While he doesn't have experience, he can only imagine their identical height makes this task easier.
Jade's tongue flicks out to trace over his own bottom lip before the hand in Floyd's hair pulls so he can move to kiss and nip along his jaw.
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The pain along his hands barely registers as he yanks one free to plant against the wall for support and lowers the other to push aside Jade's blazer so he can find better purchase on his waist.
"Ow," he mutters when fingers tug at his hair, but the discomfort doesn't last long. "Haha... Jade is so angry~" he teases in a husky, quiet whisper. Somehow, this is easier than he thought it would be (no doubt the candies have a hand in that endeavor). With newfound confidence, Floyd forces his leg between Jade's thighs and presses up into his groin with his knee. "Almost feels like you wanna eat me~"
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Earlier it had seemed easy to dismiss, but in this moment it was only aided on by their closeness and the sheer warmth of Floyd's body against his own. The rumble of Floyd's voice against his lips through the thin flesh of his throat only edging him further.
His hips rock just slightly against the leg between his thighs. "I just know I don't have to handle you too gently."
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Another laugh bubbles out of his throat as Jade attacks it, threatens to press and pierce through it with those razor sharp teeth, and as if to spur him on, Floyd grinds his knee harder and faster into his twin's erection. Wow. He's really getting into this. He's not that far off from it himself... but he stills needs that extra push.
"But you're still so gentle anyway~" In challenge, Floyd ducks his head down to try and deny Jade that access to his neck. He'll even stall his leg too just to be extra terrible. "You're not scared... are you, Jade~?"
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His skin is flush--though from the cold or his arousal is difficult to pin.
"Then perhaps you should show me how you like it? I'm a quick study."
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That thin black line is so unsightly though. It'll just make them easier to tell apart... Hmph.
Floyd doesn't hesitate. He doesn't even need Jade to finish speaking before he's swooping in and nudging his brother's head up with his head so he can properly sink his teeth into his Adam's apple. That's it. The satisfaction of biting down and facing just the slightest bit of resistance to soothe that annoying itch between his gums... Floyd releases a sigh as he presses up against Jade and his own arousal shamelessly springs to life between his legs.
cw: blood, incest, underage (17) this point onward
His hand moves back into Floyd's hair, fingers pulling at the shorter strands near the base of his neck. It isn't meant to be discouraging, but quite the opposite. The opposite gloved hand moves from the small of his brother's back, across his hip, to dip down between the other merman's legs to cup him through his slacks.
It feels... definitive. Yet not as difficult as he thought it would be to slip into this point. His grip tightens on Floyd's clothed cock as his own hips grind his own erection down against his brother's leg.
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