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TDM #25
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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: aphro/drugs) LIEs has once again partnered with a local coffee chain, Peek-A-Brew, to promote their summer menu and help play matchmaker among those in the program. Along with the usual goodie bag, each character will be handed a small slip of paper after Orientation with a date and time, location, and three fun facts about a mystery partner they're to meet for a coffee date. These "facts" may or may not actually be true — they're simply meant to spark conversation. For the duration of the 1-2 hours the pairs are expected to spend getting to know one another, they will receive unlimited free iced coffee, tea, and lemonade and a discount on any other menu items. Seasonal specials include fruity parfaits and popsicles in a variety of refreshing flavors. Naturally, all goods are spiked to make the consumers more agreeable, more truthful, and perhaps a bit more handsy than normal. Though the meetings are not mandatory, contact with the paper brings on an inexplicable sense of curiosity about meeting their partner and discovering who they really are. |
 (cw: aphro, temporary body changes) With summer heat building, the natives are looking for a reprieve from the sweltering weather. All manner of frozen treats are being sold and consumed and it's not uncommon to see Submissives fanning their Dominants as they walk down the street or ride the train. Sprinkler systems are running day and night in North Park and other city-owned patches of green and plenty of people are taking the opportunity to run and jump through the spray with little care for soaked clothing — or perhaps they aren't wearing clothing at all. Others have taken up squirting one another, as well as whoever is passing by, with water guns or hurling water balloons at anyone who looks like they need to cool down. Especially on the streets near the park, it's a wet and wild battle royale and all are welcome to join in. Getting hit with some of those colorful water balloons and squirt guns temporarily causes those who get splashed to taste like sweet, mouth-watering summer fruits. It's not just their skin either — the effect extends to their sweat, saliva, and even sexual fluids and can last for several hours. Those around them will find it hard to resist having a taste. |
 (cw: violence, public nudity/exposure) If you're out on the streets of the Down, it's not just your wallet you have to worry about losing. It seems that one of the local gangs, the Bulldogs, has set a new test for their junior members and those hoping to join: steal an article of clothing right off the body of someone in a public place. From snatching the hat off their head to slicing the shirt off their back, it's anything goes! These junior initiates quickly get competitive, one-upping each other on who can complete the task in the most ballsy or outrageous manner. Some compete over who can collect the most clothing, either certain articles or overall, or who can score a full set first. As word spreads and more people are going around suddenly missing part of their outfits, the Sparrows, a rival gang, decide to get in on the action purely for bragging rights. Rather than taking the clothing by force, they pride themselves on using stealth and trickery, leaving more than a few people naked and confused. |
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 is more of an optimist, they are a Submissive. If your character is more of a pessimist, they are a Dominant. 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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[Not that this is really a fight. He wishes it was, but he can't really risk trying to kill Dostoevsky here, so he's settling for this. Frustrated with the way the rat keeps using people as shields, he jumps up and over, weightless in the air for a second before throwing himself back down towards him.]
Stay still.
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seeing chuuya launching himself in his direction makes dostoevsky very deliberately stop the game of hide and duck the balloon. well, if chuuya wants to get close this badly, dostoevsky will oblige.
his fingers itch, the water gun by his side as he patiently waits for the right opening.]
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[It's so tempting to just land on top of him, to crush him into the ground. But he resists. He drops to the ground right next to him instead, hands going up, smashing the balloon into his face. The water splashes over both of them, as well as the people around.
But it's satisfying.]
You're the one who picked a fight.
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Should you not take some of that blame, Chuuya-san? Walking about so carelessly like that into the middle of a water fight.
[ he runs his tongue over his lips, thinking with satisfaction ah, watermelon. not something more citrusy. ]
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He shoves that thought away, horrified.]
The water fight is taking up the entire street. You're the one who wanted me to join in.
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You should have looked both ways before crossing the street then. [ not that it matters; he has what he wanted out of his encounter already. ] Or have you grown very complacent in your new home here?
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It wasn't an actual threat.
[He refuses to take that bait, no matter how tempting it is to pick a real fight here. Drops of water are running down his face from where the balloon splashed onto him as well, a few eventually reaching his mouth, and --
Strawberry?!]
What the hell, it's flavored water?
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[ this place defies the laws of normalcy by a lot and dostoevsky had observed the water fight long enough to take note of some of the effects. he wonders if there are any patterns to these and, like the food from the cafe the other day, there are further effects on one's moods and predisposition.
he wonders if that may be something to keep certain people out of his hair in future. ]
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[He's surprised enough that he just answers. There are droplets running down Dostoevsky's throat as well, and on a sudden impulse Chuuya reaches out, catches one of them with a finger, and then tastes it.]
Wait, yours isn't the same.
[Wait, why the hell did he just do that?!]
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Watermelon. I was expecting something like lime.
[ and since it is only fair, even though he knows the answer — he grabs chuuya's wrist with a hard, unkind grip and yanks it towards his mouth. he licks the palm because in anything done, dostoevsky has the urge to always go further.
except— ] You do not taste like strawberry at all.
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His eyes go wide as the damn rat grabs him, but he doesn't immediately resist. He does look a bit disgusted, though.]
Yes, I do! And you tasted more like cherry.
[What an argument.]
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huh. ] I do not taste like cherry.
[ except the differences are minute— the water is not the same as their skin, so they are clearly multi-flavoured. ]
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Then he yanks him down, and licks across his lips. He considers it for a second.]
Maybe you do taste like watermelon.
[He's been in this city long enough that he's used to making out with or sleeping with random people. He's hoping Dostoevsky isn't.]
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not the first time someone has—
well, living his life with a murder clown makes him take most things in stride; except nakahara chuuya-san should not want to be in the same vicinity but—]
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dostoevsky runs his tongue over his lower lip in thought. no, now it doesn't taste like strawberry anymore, it's more like kiwi again. ] I think you're kiwi. [ Although, perhaps he reaches over, brushes a thumb along the line of chuuya's jaw to collect that drop of water.
ah, yes, strawberry. fyodor closes his eyes briefly, enjoying that taste.]
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I guess it tastes differently depending on where on the body it is, or something.
[He doesn't know a lot about the rat's ability. He could probably kill Chuuya here, but he has a feeling he won't. He would have already.]
Should I smash another balloon over your head and see if you change flavors?
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[ dostoevsky could kill him, yes. and then what? he's not someone who exercises his ability unless there truly is no choice; nothing in this world is particularly familiar and he's a survivor. no unnecessary risks are to be taken. ]
Or perhaps your particular taste is due to the water gun.[ he lifts that between them, though keeps it pointed away from chuuya. for now. ]
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[Unavoidable when he was so close. He watches the water gun, but it's not like it's a real threat.]
Other people might try to taste you now, too. Hope you're fine with that.
[He hopes he's not.]
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Well, if you think the balloon is to blame for your current taste, perhaps we should try the gun.[ and this time he is holding it between them, pointed under chuuya's chin. ]
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[That's a lie, but that doesn't matter. Chuuya almost wishes that was a real threat, just for the adrenaline rush of being actually threatened, but he'll smile like it is either way, eyes sharp. He's daring this bastard now.]
Go ahead. Do it.
[He'll lift the bucket so he can reach into it again.]
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but then, two things happen in short succession: he opens his mouth, ready to speak and instead, he sneezes hard. enough to have him accidentally shifting the gun out of position and squeezing the trigger in the direction of chuuya's eye.
a complete accident!
or is it. ]
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[It was an impulse. He's decided to blame the city and its effects, even though he's not completely sure that's it this time.]
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And then he's blinking repeatedly.]
Be careful, asshole!
[Water is dripping into his mouth as he speaks.]
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Of course, none of this would have happened if I hadn't gotten wet.
[ as if chuuya hadn't been responsible for that. but- ]
Well, what does it taste like?
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[But he can't get mad at the man for sneezing, even if he suspects pulling the trigger was still on purpose. Whatever.]
So you trust my judgment of the flavor now?
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