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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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He's a little proud of being able to use Chris' own terminology, what with 'planes' not being a concept really. There's the Fade and the waking world, full stop. Only he'd learned last time around that's not true and now he's able to put that knowledge to work, even if it's just in a vague discussion of who could hypothetically beat which ancient evil asshole.
"I may be officially old now but I'm still just as capable as I was ten years ago."
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"Let's say you could take him, I appreciate your discretion in not doing so." His hand comes up to wrap around the raven skull at his chest and he shifts to be more comfortable. "one of the tenants of my god is a demand for intolerance to the undead, but that's far from tenable in a city so full of them as this. Quiet tolerance would be better, especially since I made it well clear to him a good portion of my magic could wipe him out as quickly as he could me." An uneasy and peaceful stalemate was he best they could hope for, really, but it was more sustainable.
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He pauses for a moment, then turns his head to look at Chris appraisingly. "You know, this is still more comfortable than the Down public housing, even knowing that. Maybe you could do me a favor that may have the happy benefit of breaking the association."
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He looks up at him when Hawke’s tone shifts from comforting to thoughtful, Chris’ brow raising as he followed along the thought path.
“I was trying to just muscle through it, but your thought seems better, if I’m reading it right. I’ve no kitchen and no laundry except the bathtub, but you’d be welcome to settle here a time, if you like. Truly not so far from the housing anyway.” He pauses and lets his head fall back again.
“I’m still not so sure on having others over to the house, though. And any kink play is likely to happen here, but I plan that stuff out, so I’d try not to spring it on you.” But it was something to consider.
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Not that he can go many places before securing a job. Or a contract. Andraste's ass he doesn't want to have to secure a contract. He can hear Anders in his head though, knows he would make that sour pinched face he does if Hawke was putting himself in danger of prison. He's not, of course, he has three months. But time does go quickly by...
"Know any dominants that aren't complete shit?"
It comes out sounding far too tired for having literally just gotten back, but in his defense, he didn't think he'd ever have to look.
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And, yes, a new contract. He knew Hawke had been near-on blissful in his old arrangement but...well, things changed.
Chris shits up and stands a moment only to flop back down with his back pressed along Hawke's side. He wasn't especially in a full-body idle contact mood, but...Hawke seemed like he might need it. He could manage.
"A few, actually. Scott Summers is self-destructive, but he's a care type, bit like you. V...no last name, he's easy going, freaking out a bit over just having got swapped over to Dom cause he doesn't want to take over someone's life. Told him that makes the best soret of dom, but we'll see. Ky's new, kinda young for you though, but laid back and sweet. Also a werewolf? Eloise Bridgerton's very sweet, sharp as a tack and also young. Aand...Jon, Nate, and Kyle's all full up." There's others, probably, but those were the top of his own personal list not so long ago.
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"V I met on the train and we have a lot in common, it seems. I might talk to him." V reminded him of Festival in that way, actually. Having an understanding of what the city wanted a Dom to be but perhaps not having given thought to what a Dom should actually be and how they could do more good than go to prison on principle. He won't mention the similarity though, not with Festival gone.
"As for anyone under the age of twenty-four, absolutely not. I can't contract with someone who's young enough that I could be their father, not with what the city sometimes makes us do." That's his line.
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Well, at least until the last part. He leans back a little harder against Hawke's shoulder.
"First off, while I'll not argue that could be odd if you're sensitive to such things, I'd expect an actual father to have that problem more'n someone like you. Second...you know that's only two years off my age, right? You suddenly gonna be weird if I want to climb on your dick or bend you over for mine?"
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He shakes his head a bit and pulls out his phone to scroll through the people he knows. No, still not a lot of options.
"We'll find you someone. Maybe I'll see if Jon knows anyone. Aside from Tim and his lawyer friend, anyway." Maybe if Festival came back...no, he doesn't want to think like that. Better to assume he won't. To hope he won't. "Are you going to go work for him again? Jon, not Tim."
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"I should hope not Tim." He huffs, running a hand through his beard and looking at the ceiling for a moment. "Yes, I'll try and find him tomorrow. I don't know what positions he has open though. I can't imagine he'd have gone this long without a building manager..."
Trailing off, Hawke rolls his head to look at Chris instead. Time for a complete change of subject. "What sort of things haven't you done that you'd like to?"
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He's about to say he's pretty sure security could use a brush up when the utter subject change throws him.
"What? Like...in general? Here? Sex? Life? That's way too broad, Hawke."
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Keep it light, that feels better right now. He can get dour and brooding later when he's on his own. He'd rather enjoy that he gets to keep company with Chris again for the time being.
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He'd meant in life, now that he thinks about it. Sights unseen places unvisited, things undone. Seems an unkind turn for the levity Hawke seems intent on pursuing.
"Well, I've forgotten my meaning. So a new one: I've been here a while since re-arriving. Tried plenty and explored much, we'll have to get you caught up. Maybe teach you a few new tricks, old dog that you are."
He half turns to try and catch Hawke's eye, but the angle's awkward and he abandons it. "I'm very good with bindings of several kinds."
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So perhaps he'll just. File that away for later.
"When did you learn that?"
Or ask about it now. Fuck it, if he's going to have to do it anyway, why not? Maybe 'fuck it' should just be his new mantra.
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How interested is interested?
"Always known a bit. Plenty of people wanting to tie or be tied in a brothel, but learned most of it for myself with my lust demon boyfriend. You remember him, yeah?"
He left a bit afore I did, so when I came back and he was still gone, figured it was time to set out for myself. Stretch my wings, as it were. I've had plenty of practice from light play to full suspension, for those interested..."
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But now here's Chris. Offering. And Anders isn't here. Which sort of makes him feel that he shouldn't follow through. Would that make his love uncomfortable, someone else tying Hawke up? Or would he be glad for Hawke to get the opportunity to explore something he wanted to? That feels more right but is he just thinking that because he wants it more badly than he even thinks he does?
What happened to the 'fuck it' mantra?
"Full suspension seems a bit much, really..."
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He’s considering, but there’s something holding him back. More important is the flicker of longing. Maybe it was for someone, but it didn’t seem distant at all. In fact, it was very in the now and that draws Chris’ attention further.
He shifts his position i. The chair again, knees bracing up against Hawke’s thighs while his fingers curl under the mage’s chin, not yet forcing him to look any which way, but promising he still might.
“It need not be full suspension. Could tie you to the bed. The chair…that table or even the x-shape there. We’ve options, you need only tell me you want to.”
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With this knuckles curled under Hawke's chin, scratching against his beard, and legs almost straddling Hawke's own. He does want this, can picture it any of the ways Chris suggests, himself tied and relinquished of responsibility just for awhile. Only required to receive, feel, and let Chris have his fun.
But Anders.
But Anders wouldn't want him to stymie himself. A third of the way to quota already on his first day? That would be helpful. Praiseworthy even. Or is he just thinking that to give himself the excuse?
He looks in Chris' eyes, sees the curiosity there, the playfulness, the hunger, and decides that if he's going to have to make quota anyway he may as well enjoy it.
Decision made, he places a hand on Chris' knee gently. "I don't suppose you have a spare collar around?"
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He lets the kiss linger, something sweet and slow that ends with a slight scrape of teeth to Hawke's lower lip as Chris pulls away. "Be right back."
He moves to the table and it's various containers, but goes directly to one with a few colorful items inside. He takes out a simple collar and returns with it already unbuckled. "If you decide on something more regular, I'll get you one with a dragon on it. Sit forward."
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"I'm not sure I can refuse if you're offering me dragons." He winks, sitting up and pausing just for a moment in thought before sliding off of the chair and kneeling before Chris instead. That feels right, a physical acknowledgement of the power dynamic in play here. It's not something he'd done before really, but he's apparently possessed of strange whims tonight. He swallows, once, again deciding something and then glancing up through the fringe of his hair at Chris standing above him with the collar. "A little on the tighter side, if you're comfortable with it."
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Chris puts the collar snug to his throat and laces it through to the hole that seemed to keep it snug to his friend's skin...then puts it one more past that. Nothing that would constrict Hawke's breathing entirely, just enough pressure to be felt with every breath and every swallow. 'If he was comfortable with it' if he wasn't slipping into his own mindset for this, he might have laughed. That little bit of control over the other man's state of being? His comfort? His very breath? Yes, Chris was just fine.
He hooks a finger through the loop and tugs so Hawke's face comes to his thighs, then lets go in favor of threading his fingers through that soft white hair to keep Hawke pressed close while he surveyed the room. "Let's see...where shall we put you? The chair's all well and good...could tie bind you and have my way with your cock until you're spent...then maybe untie you and simply have you on hands and knees...hmm" He goes through the options idly, like it was only an innocent brainstorming of thoughts, his fingers carding through Hawke's hair all the while. "The bed's nice...have your hands over your head or tied to your own thighs...yes, maybe tied to your own thighs, but have your ankles bound and spread for me and we can attach your lovely collar to the bedframe. What a pretty picture you'd make."
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A moment later and he's pulled into Chris' legs by the ring, a move with sends a jolt through him that ends in warmth already pooling between his legs, fire stoked hotter with each option considered but not offered. Just put out there for Chris to survey and Hawke to have no say and that in and of itself is a relief and a pleasure that Hawke rarely examines. To let Chris take the lead and simply do with him as he will... when he's put in a similar position against his will he chafes and fights and ultimately gains back that control he has such a fraught relationship with, but when he's actively submitting? It's almost like a drug.
Each scenario spins through Hawke's mind's eye as he practically nuzzles into Chris' thighs, eyes a bit glazed for the digits carding through his hair. Himself tied to the chair and worked to exhaustion. Being fucked into the concrete floor, his hands and knees aching on the cold surface to be cared for later or carried as secret reminders.
The bed, though. The idea of being constrained and made to remain spread like a display for Chris to enjoy. A work of art for him to deconstruct slowly. That idea stops Hawke's breath again and he swallows, another shiver running through him at the pressure of the collar and the fingers in his hair that he has to brace one hand against the back of Chris' thigh to keep his balance there on his knees. That one, that one goes straight to his cock and his head. But Chris is in charge here. That's how this works, yes?
"Whichever you'd prefer of me, I'm happy to oblige." His voice is low and husky for all the want rolling through him. It's easy to see which position he'd prefer, but he's trying to play the good submissive and that in and of itself is also a small thrill.
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Chris's fingers turn tight in Hawke's hair and pull back, his other hand gripping his chin as before so Hawke had little other choice than to look up at him. With the added bonus of straining that collar across his adam's apple...how lovely a strain in the leather it made.
"That's not how this works, lovely...I gave you words...now you use them. Tell me what you want."
There's some part of him, the quieter part, that wonders if it's an act or if Hawke truly expected Chris to just make use of him without any lines drawn first. It was something to watch.
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"The last one, please, messere." I want no choice but to take what you'll give me.
He leaves that unspoken, not certain if that's the game here after Chris has demanded his input. Somehow his confusion doesn't worry him though. Normally he likes to know everything about a situation he goes into truly vulnerable, but Chris is one of the few he trusts this deeply and this readily. More than Anders? Alaric? He has to wonder, considering Hawke hadn't worked up to be able to ask for this, was concerned his loves would worry at him needing this. Alaric may have understood through his empathic abilities but Anders...
Maybe it's not about trust, he reasons. It's about not wanting to receive any sort of discomfort from them. He never wanted his relationship with Anders to include any strife. They had already suffered through enough of it together. Alaric too, Alaric deserved the softness he'd not gotten before their meeting. But Chris? Chris enjoys this. He'd told Hawke as much. Enjoys giving his partners what they need like any good dom - or partner really - would but also enjoys having the control to do so, pushing the limits if that's what's been agreed upon, and that is what makes this so much more appealing than asking Anders or Alaric for something he wants but not from them and knows they would dislike fundamentally anyway.
That eases the bleak feeling in his chest, lets him settle more easily into this role, though there is still a question of what exactly is expected of him. He'll find out the fun way.
"I want to be helpless for you."
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