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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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McCoy ducked his head a little when the man touched his cheek, slightly embarrassed at being so emotional, but he made no move to push the hand away. He continued to smile at Obi-Wan, holding the man by both shoulders after the hug. McCoy just wanted to make sure he didn't suddenly disappear again.

"Good. Good! I won't keep you long then, since I know he'll be runnin right here. You look good Obi! A little older maybe, but that's nothin bad." He patted both the man's shoulders, finally letting him go, "I'm fine. Really. I'm just fine. No major problems at all!"

It was endearing and downright adorable, but the Jedi wouldn’t embarrass his friend any further by saying so. He chuckles a little at the observation though. Not at all surprised that he looks older, because well, he does and knows it. But McCoy us then given a look with a slight arching of his brow at the insistence that he’s fine. A bit suspicious to be sure.

“I’m glad to hear it then, and I hope you have found yourself a good partner?” He means a submissive of course. Someone that hopefully appreciates the man as much as he does.

A thought then occurs to him as he reaches for his ear. “It seems I’m missing your little memento.” The piercing from camp that McCoy had given him is no longer there.

"Uh well, I have a contract, if that's what ya mean. No special person though. That hasn't changed any." And it's the one thing he wishes could change. Not that it seems like it'll ever be an easy thing to manage. A city built on sex and he can't find one person who wants him the same way he wants them. Typical.

McCoy looked at the man's ear and reached up to rub the lobe between his fingers without thinking about how rude that could seem. It was more a doctor's curiosity than anything else honestly, "It's healed. Just how long were you back home Obi-Wan? A piercin like that shouldn't heal so clean so fast. Not usually anyway." He gave the man a teasing smile, "I could always pierce it again, but only if you really miss it."

Obi-Wan doesn’t at all mind when McCoy touches his ear. In fact there’s an amused smile at how touchy feely he’s being with him. It’s adorable and he would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy it at least a little.

“A few months, though honestly it’s more like it never happened at all.” The Jedi then chuckles at the offer of piercing it again. “I admit I had become rather fond of it.” He then pauses as if considering something.

“Perhaps if we go somewhere a bit more private I can show you what I mean.”

Edited 2022-02-27 22:48 (UTC)

McCoy blinked at the man, at a loss, "I mean, I was teasin, but I'd be happy ta pierce it again if you really want the earring back. Better if we go back ta my place for it though. I got tools there an it's not so public." He chewed his lip for a moment, "Do you got the earring still? If not we could pick one up on the way home."

He felt like he was missing something, but he wasn't quite brave enough to ask.

Obi-Wan laughs, “I was too, actually. But now that I think about it, I do almost miss it. I felt like a different person in a way after living here for a year. And now… it’s as if I’ve been reset. With the exception of my memories that came back to me when I arrived.”

It was a bit of a sobering thought and it’s left him a bit conflicted.

“I don’t having the earring, no.”

Edited 2022-03-07 03:59 (UTC)

He touched the man's ear again, although it was deliberate. McCoy wasn't sure what it meant, but he felt compelled to touch Obi-Wan again, to offer some . . . comfort? he gave the guy a smile, "Come on. We'll stop by a shop an find somethin new, then I can get it in. We'll start a new chapter."

The touch surprised him a little, but it wasn’t unwelcome. Thus the Jedi just smiled back warmly.

“I would like that,” he easily agrees. Starting a new chapter sounded very inviting. It was the Jedi in him as it would help out the past behind and focus on the present.

“Lead the way, my good man.”

McCoy grinned widely and slapped the man on the shoulder, "Excellent! Come on!" He lead the way toward a handy shop and ushered Obi-Wan inside, "You got a favorite color maybe? Or a favorite stone?"

He wasn't terribly well-versed in jewelry, but he did know the most basic of basics. Gold was worth more than silver. Diamonds were horribly expensive on most worlds. Personally, he liked silver because it reminded him of his medical tools, but he didn't actually wear jewelry.

McCoy’s enthusiasm radiates through the Force and it’s infectious. The Jedi can’t help a grin as he follows the other man. Considering the questions as they step into the shop.

“No favorite stones really. At least not any you could find here. But blue tends to be my best color.” It matches his eyes after all, and his lightsaber was blue. A color that would certainly stand out against his the rest of him that was swathed in browns. Obi-Wan wasn’t well versed in jewelry either so he couldn’t be much help there.

"Blue huh? Ok, blue. You want somethin that dangles or a stud?" He was already looking at the cases, bent over and peering at what was on offer. McCoy knew what he liked, but he couldn't have really articulated anything. So he just pointed at stuff.

"What about this one? It's really dark blue, not like the sky. I don't think most people would try it. Or this one! Look how pale it is! But it's all sparklie . . ." McCoy had no idea what he was really talking about, but Obi-Wan had said blue, so that was where he looked.

Obi-Wan can’t help but chuckle as he watched McCoy pour over the different options. “Nothing too fancy,” he says while bending over to look himself. He didn’t want to alter from his humble appearance too much.

“Looking for something for your submissive?” A woman dominant says smoothly as she moves over to help them. “Might I recommend the topaz studs?” She says while looking between Obi-Wan and the jewelry case.

"Not mine, just a friend. An he said blue, so no yellow please, thanks. What about this one Obi? It dangles a little but that looks like it'd make it flash when ya move." He grinned at the man. Buying jewelry for people wasn't something he'd done in years, and he'd never had the recipient there with him to tease. It was just fun! McCoy glanced at the lady, pointing at the case again, "Can ya take out that traya blue ones please?"

He waited for the tray to come out and gestured at it, "Whatcha think Obi-Wan? See anythin ya like?"

“I think that’s a bit… much,” Obi-Wan says calmly but firmly. Just as the tray is placed in front of them. The submissive’s gaze sweeping over the selection.

“How about this?” He points a very simple set of pretty blue studs. Not fancy or flashy yet subtly elegant, which was more his style.

Edited 2022-04-26 22:44 (UTC)

"What about those? I like those darker ones." McCoy pointed to the next pair over, the same style but a much deeper blue, "The lighter ones are nice too if that's what ya want. I'm still gonna get those over there though. An the sparkly ones too."

Don't ask him why. It's a stupid reason he's not even admitting to himself. He also pointed at the glittery, dangly ones. Who would the earrings go to? Probably no one, but he felt impelled to buy them anyway. Whatever Obi-Wan wanted he could have though. McCoy wasn't the one planning to wear them after all!

Obi-Wan couldn’t help a jovial laugh and a shake of his head at McCoy’s intentions. Jedi were never ones to indulge in material things. For the most part they only owned what they needed or something that held significance. That didn’t mean he would deny the other man the pleasure though.

“Well, in that case, you might convince me to wear them when I visit if you like them that much.”

Taking one of the light colored earrings and one of the darker. He holds them up to his ear one at a time as he looks in the mirror. “Though I think you may be right. The darker ones are more flattering.” The store clerk also humming her agreement.

Hopefully, the man didn't catch some of his underlying emotions, because McCoy really would be embarrassed by that. The big ones he didn't mind sharing, but the smaller ones that confused the hell out of him anyway he'd prefer not to own up to. McCoy had already gestured to the lady to wrap up his two favorite pairs so he gave all his attention to Obi-Wan, just a pillar of happiness to see the man really getting into it.

"We'll see. I might have someone else in mind for 'em actually, but it wouldn't be the worst thing ever ta see 'em on a model." He winked at the man, teasing shamelessly. McCoy moved around so he could look over Obi-Wan's shoulder into the mirror, grinning.

"I like the darker, but ya can get both. That way ya could change 'em out!"

Obi-Wan could if he really wanted to, but the Jedi never pried unless the situation called for it. Thus it was only the most obvious emotions that passed through his mental filters. Because everyone deserved privacy, especially from those who could read minds. Yet another skill that had to be honed and practiced. When you’re a young force sensitive it was hard not to know what everyone was thinking or feeling unless those around had shields.

“Someone else? Do tell,” Obi-Wan asked with a piqued interest. The good doctor always seemed reluctant to get romantically close to anyone. Perhaps that had changed?

Though there’s a surprised blink when McCoy leans in to look over his shoulder. “Both? Are you sure?” It was very generous, and it seemed the man had money to spare. The store clerk was noticeably much more chipper with all the business she was getting. But he didn’t want to take advantage of the other man’s kindness.

He blushed and his eyes slid away from Obi-Wan's in the mirror, though he didn't try to step away, "Ah no one. Really. No one. Just a passin thought." Yep, that was what happened when he got comfortable with people, he started saying things he shouldn't, "An yeah. If ya want. I get money from both jobs an the cam stuff an I'm not really the kinda guy that gets a lotta stuff, ya know? Can't spend but so much on booze an food."

If he bought more alcohol, he'd start worrying about himself, and buying gifts for friends was one of the few pleasures of having some money. Most of the time he just bought things for Haven so people could get decent treatment. Getting Obi-Wan jewelry he'd actually enjoy was a treat. Besides, it felt like a more real connection than just a few drinks. Not that he was trying for that exactly . . .

He knew that look and the feelings that went along with it. A fond smile tugging at his lips as he watched McCoy through the reflection of the mirror. It reminded him of someone. Someone who he missed dearly.

“All right,” he concedes. Deciding to let McCoy spoil him as it obviously was something he wanted to do. If he enjoyed it, why should he turn down such generosity?

“I think Albert will like them too.”

McCoy looked up again, meeting those eyes in the mirror, "So easy? I thought ya'd fight harder." He grinned and tugged gently at Obi-Wan's ear, making the stud sparkle, "Yeah? Ya think he'll notice?"

He knew almost nothing about the man's Dominant, but it felt a bit like prying to ask too many questions. McCoy was more careful with Obi-Wan than most other people, mostly because he was so important to Luke. He didn't want the man to think badly of him, and he didn't want to accidentally cause an issue either. Obi-Wan also confused him a lot, so he tried to be extra careful. Just in case. Complicated, just like always. At least it was a great distraction from his embarrassment!

There was a pause as Obi-Wan went still. Something in what McCoy said making his expression look distant. As if thinking about something else. Though he came to his senses shortly after and just gave the reflection in the mirror a tight smile.

“I don’t really have much fight in me these days.”

Which was very true. He’d spent several lonely nights on Tatooine feeling lost and defeated. Only his memories from here, trickling back into his mind, kept him from withdrawing completely.

“Oh, he certainly will. Albert likes to dress me up now and then.”

Since his hand was right there, McCoy rested it against Obi-Wan's nape when he went quiet, fingers in the man's hair. He held Obi-Wan's gaze in the mirror, worry in his own eyes.

"Hey. I'm here. If ya need an ear." McCoy didn't know what the problem was, but he cared enough to try and help. The man might confuse him sometimes, and he might not agree with everything that Jedi code stuff said, but he cared. Obi-Wan just seemed so sad . . . He snorted and stepped back, letting his hand fall away.

"Does he now? Sounds like Rhys. He's gotten me ta agree ta a photoshoot. Still can't figure out why though. I mean, who'd wanna see me in pictures?"

The Jedi went still as he felt the hand on his neck. McCoy having stumbled across one of the ways he liked to be touched. Obi-Wan’s eyes lidding slightly even as he held the other man’s gaze in the mirror. His lips parting for a moment as he considered what to say. Instead he swallowed and simply dismissed it.

“There’s nothing that can change anything,” he says softly. He knows that McCoy cares, but this is hardly the time or place to talk about such heavy subjects.

The comment about pictures is a welcome distraction though and he perks up a little after McCoy pulls back his hand. “I would,” Obi-Wan said and straightened up, turning away from the mirror. “Albert is a photographer you know, and he is quite talented at taking flattering photos.” He would know as Obi-Wan was a favorite subject for him to photograph.

Edited 2022-05-30 04:08 (UTC)

He hadn't meant to discover a secret sweet spot and honestly, he didn't really notice the effect it had on the man. McCoy noticed the pause, but he'd touched Oni-Wan for an original pause so it didn't really register as anything other than an extension of that. His eyes were full of more concern at the man's response, but it was clear Obi-Wan wasn't going to say anything else about it. That was alright. McCoy was pretty sure he'd offered dinner too and they'd be a lot more private then. If the guy was willing to open up, he could wait.

He flushed again and looked away, watching the saleswoman start to wrap up all the purchases looking a lot happier than she had when they first came in, "Now you're just being nice cause I'm gettin ya some studs. But I didn't know Albert took pictures. An he's good? I wonder if he knows Rhys?" It crossed his mind that maybe Albert and Rhys ought to meet, if they hadn't. Maybe the both of them would want to do shoots together? That was something people did, right? He gave the man a smile, "I'm guessin you're a frequent subject?"

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