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TDM #24
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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 LIEs 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 LIEs 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 high-rise. 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 for all new and past arrivals. Skies are clear and the weather is warm. |
 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. |
 (cw: sensory deprivation, coercion, dub-con/non-con) One of the workshops at this month's Orientation pairs Dominants with Submissives for an exercise in blind chemistry. Literally — they'll all be blindfolded before meeting their partner and the blindfolds must stay on! They will be encouraged to explore with their other senses, such as touch and taste. Kissing is the bare minimum of what's expected, though no one will stop them should they want to take things further… Each pair will get around 10-15 minutes together (unless they really hit things off) before switching to a new partner. Some participants may also be tapped for a secondary exercise in which Submissives remain blindfolded, while Dominants are not. Dominants may do as they wish with them and may choose whether to keep their partner or swap blindfolded Subs back and forth with other Dominants. |
 (cw: aphrodisiacs, drugs, altered mental states, public nudity) With the arrival of good weather and sunny skies ahead in the forecast, LIEs has decided to sponsor a post-Orientation BBQ in North Park. Picnic blankets and picnic tables are set up for use around the park and there is a main food station handing out catered food, as well as a few small charcoal grills available for those who wish to grill themselves. Sausages, burgers, and kebabs (vegetarian options available) are either ready to go or laid out to be cooked, along with stuff to make sandwiches (did someone say PB&J?). All the usual sides and condiments are available as well. In addition to flavor, many of those condiments contribute a little something extra to one's meal. Does the jelly in that PB&J make you feel a little more jealous than usual? Does that mustard get you all hot and bothered? It just might. Perhaps most nefarious of all is that a few batches of the condiments have truth serum mixed in with them, making people open up about their true wants and desires. See someone you wouldn't mind kissing? Feel like baring it all? Maybe you should tell them — or simply go for it. Inhibitions are lowered and tongues loosened so stuff that hotdog down your throat and get ready for some fun. There are a few different games being played in the park that LIERs can join in on, such as three-legged and wheelbarrow races with Dominant and Submissive pairs, capture the flag, and something that resembles a raunchier version of Twister. If games aren't your thing there is also a hot yoga class that is taking place, open to anyone who wishes to join. Some people are fully nude as they pose and stretch while others wear workout gear that seem more scandalous than those who are naked. Of course aside from your traditional yoga poses the instructor encourages Dominants and Submissives to practice what are clearly Kama Sutra positions with one another. Hope you're flexible! |
 (cw: transformation, body modification, drugs) There's a lot of buzz surrounding a store from one of Duplicity's sister cities, Insincerity, setting up a temporary pop-up location in Fiddler's Square. The store in question is the Supermarket and they deal in temporary upgrades, enhancements, and all things extraordinary. You can sample what it's like to be super at the Supermarket! Staffed by enigmatic Insincerity natives, the mini market is open to Dominants and Submissives alike. In order to entice buyers to visit their home location, the wares on offer make up a limited selection of their full stock — a carefully curated selection of the Supermarket's best-selling products and seasonal specials. The staff won't elaborate too much, but there are rumors that something big is happening soon in Insincerity. This month they've come to you; next month you may be coming to them. Products fall into three broad categories: power-ups, transformation/body modification, and sexual enhancers. The most common form they come in is a colorful glowing syringe, but potions, pills, and topical creams are available on request. The menu is as follows: Something Super: Transform: Enhance: Effects can be mixed and matched with the application of multiple products — though the Supermarket employees caution that buyers do so at their own risk — and may last up to one full day. |
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 the assignments are OOCly 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 prefers jelly, they are a Dominant. If your character prefers peanut butter, 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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[There's too much sex and spontaneous matching up happening broadly. It's like the life he'd once known, but on a wider scale, and with everyone. It's ideal, he's finding, when he can keep the few connections that matter, and then spend his time indulging in whatever catches his eye on a whim.
This man's new, though, so he decides to pause for the briefest moment.]
But if you'd prefer something more personal, it's Dorian.
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[ It's a throwaway comment for the sake of filling the silence, not caring so much about any of it. His personal goals have nothing to do with this city's demands, and while they're annoying, Sun doesn't see an issue with following along until he's gotten everything he wants. Starting here, with his man in his arms, seems like as good a place as any.
His fingernails dig just a fraction harder before withdrawing. ]
Dorian, then. [ He still wants to see this man's face. Hm. ] I've been known by many things, but you can call me Sun.
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He's not there yet, but his heart does skip a startled beat, a spark of an interruption before it begins a steadier, gently harder pulsing, at the offering of that name. Even without confirmation of anything further, the interest he might have felt in knowing this man's face or touching him dries up as if it'd never been there to begin with. Sun. The vampire that put Larus' eye out. That turned him, and preoccupies him still. That he wants to put back in the ground.
Dorian can't help it. He might have been able to maintain some kind of charade if he'd come into this prepared, and wasn't surprised by the meeting of someone significant. His hands pull away-- not quickly, as if he'd touched something hot or painful, but with disinterest all the same.]
From where?
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The youth he looks at is attractive – even he can tell despite not being able to see his eyes – but there's something else about him. An unknown.
Whatever it is, Sun wants that information as soon as possible. ]
I think you should tell me since you already seem familiar. [ The smile he wears is sharp. ] Have you heard of me?
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There's no point in trying to hide --much-- of the truth, when he's certain his body's already given enough away to this creature. Larus heard his heartbeat from an entire hallway away, almost from behind the firm metal doors of an elevator. His posture stiffening unconsciously, Dorian's expression sharpens into something shrewd and calculating that contrasts soft and effeminate features.]
I know enough. [He'll get torn apart by this vampire before he gives him anything else.] People from different worlds get pulled here several at a time, sometimes. In your case, you're one of many from the Dusk, and the only one none of them has anything good to say about.
[Larus needs to know.
Right now there's no way to tell him.]
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What a waste on such a pathetic human.
Sun continues to hold his blindfold, gently twisting it around his fingers as he takes a step back before slowing beginning to circle Dorian. It's a casual and controlled thing, gaze settled on him. ]
You remind me of someone, [ he says coolly, tugging the fabric tight between his hands. ] An annoying little thorn who thought he could get to me simply because of who we knew.
[ Stopping, Sun inclines his head, expression amused. ] So – how is my darling Larus these days?
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Fine. At the end of the day, he's never preferred the subtle approach. The secret wasn't going to stay one for long, however much this now puts more pressure on Larus to do something about it. Dorian's posture relaxes, even as his heart keeps up its steady, quicker beat, and he slips his hands into his pockets. It occurs to him how utterly useless the LIER device is, that he can't do anything with it from this position, with his fingers simply curled tightly around it.]
Haunted. [by you. Distaste slips into his tone as he watches Sun first start to circle, and then stop before him again.]
Intent on putting you in the ground where you belong. [His sharp, cold delivery says that it's an inevitability. And it is, even if it has to happen here in the city, which is feeling likelier by the moment.]
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They are the same threats he's heard before, and the very same ones he's been disappointed by. ]
Fitting he should find someone as dramatic as he is. I've done nothing to him, and still, he insists I'm the villain. [ Sun moves closer to Dorian, not at all put off by his words or his actions. ] But I wonder – are you his newest plaything? The last one had quite a mouth on him.
[ Not dead, yet, but if that's the way of it, Sun might have to reconsider his policy on touching the ones Larus seems to have claimed. If it angers him, all the better, but it would serve no purpose other than that, and Sun wants Larus to come to him of his own volition. ]
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An unpleasant smile tugs at the corners of Dorian's mouth as Sun hones in on the truth. This is villain talk, and he's heard it more times than he can count over his many years. Just another enemy and someone to surmount. It's a comfortably familiar position to find himself in.]
I'd do more research into your own sirees if the ones you're picking up are falling short. [He doesn't care. This man could turn half of Duplicity --as long as he doesn't become a dangerous or repugnant problem otherwise-- as long as he leaves Larus alone.]
He's very much a friend. [Some deliberate emphasis there. Let this man know that he's coming here with a baked-in web of enemies motivated against him. Let him.] And I don't take kindly to anyone crossing my people. Keep your hands to yourself, and there won't be any reason to do anything against you.
[A warning that will be probably be dismissed or laughed at, in the villain fashion he's expecting, but it's there. If it comes to it, he will either help, or find a way to kill this vampire.]
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What would Larus do if he carved his name across ever inch of this fool's skin? ]
Have I touched him? [ Sun feigns the slightest bit of shock until his expression turns hard. ] You assume too much and threaten me when I've been so considerate of your feelings.
[ He spits the word like it offends him and then descends upon Dorian easily, too fast to be tracked, and before the man can blink, Sun has his hand around his throat. There's no pressure, but it's clear by the way he holds him that he'll tighten his grip if he so much as tries to squirm before he's given permission. ]
I think you should worry about yourself and not the things I haven't done to someone who isn't even here.
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You buried fangs into him and turned him when it wasn't what he wanted. [The words press themselves out through clenched teeth, Dorian's heart picking up into a steadily hammering pulse in his chest. There's a prickling of an automatic fight of flight reaction singing through his veins at being right at the edge of clear danger, but as he speaks his words are still harsh. Defiant.]
That murder's on your hands, [he seethes.] I couldn't care less about anything you have to say about it.
[He doesn't address the threat to his own safety. He'd laugh bitterly about it, if there weren't more pressing matters at hand. This man could fold him into a pretzel and it wouldn't mean anything.]