duplicitymemes | TDM #27

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TDM #27

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« « « 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 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.

» » » 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.

« « « INNER NATURE

(cw: dubcon, altered mental states, infidelity, cruelty)

Some charming surprises for LIERs new and old alike are being distributed at Orientation, hawked by various merchants, and handed out by early revelers in the streets. These nearly ubiquitous and fashionably-colored butterfly, bull, or swan charms can be found on a wide array of products from braided bracelets, to pendants, rings, keychains, pins, barrettes, etc. They're extremely attractive to whoever possesses one, to the point they don't want to remove it. If they make a concerted effort to take it off, they may find themselves wearing it again a few hours later without remembering putting it back on. The only way to truly be rid of it is to swap it out for a different charm.

Butterflies feel more devil-may-care. They're up for trying just about anything once and have the stamina for it easily. However, they also bore quickly and might even quit an act right in the middle if it, or the person they're with, isn't doing it for them. They have a fairly callous attitude toward their partners' needs and desires unless they happen to align in the moment. They care nothing for commitment or long-term stability. Life is about enjoying every second as it comes. It's too short to waste on repetition.

Bulls know what they want and exactly how they want it. They're confident and assertive in their propositions and prefer to stick to tried and true kinks they already know they enjoy. If they've never dipped their toes into the world of kink before, they will seek out someone knowledgeable to give them thorough instruction so that, when the time comes to try it on their own, they have the needed skills. They are enthusiastic about their own interests and very motivated to share them with others. The great thing about bulls is they won't quit until they get the job done and everyone is satisfied — unless denial is your thing. No judgment here.

Swans are in love with romance and stability. They are less focused on falling in love with someone specific than they are on becoming the kind of person worthy of love and partnership. They're in it for the deep feelings with the goal of building a long-lasting love connection. They are prone to all the grand gestures, wooing in style, and digging into self-help if they have less desirable traits that would make them a bad partner. Even if a character would normally be allergic to this attitude, possession of a swan charm turns their eye toward the goal of being a good mate for life.

Anyone who comes together with someone else in possession of the same charms will find themselves drawn to that person with the traits of the charm amplified. Butterflies will be even more flighty and prone to boredom, Bulls more set in their ways, etc. Should any unlucky trio decide on a 3-way with one holder of each charm, they're in for a bad time of it with the traits of each clashing and a high likelihood of hurt feelings and bad sex.

After first obtaining a charm and wearing it, characters will be affected for one week with the effects waning as time passes until it's just a pretty bauble. No one can be under the effect of two or more charms at once, but they can switch charms out throughout the week.

« « « MAKE READY

(cw: dubcon, aphrodisiacs, drugs, cannibalism, violence, forced orgasms, overstimulation, macro/micro sex organs/traits, body horror, forced exhibitionism, humiliation, flashing)

It's that time of year, when preparations for Duplicity's annual celebration of Tumenalia are underway. Green, red, and blue banners are hung from the buildings and street lights. Food and drink is abundant at tables and stalls, some of it simply tasty treats, some with the powerful aphro effects those familiar with Duplicity have come to expect from such offerings. Buyer beware. Or not.

Businesses that capitalize on the sexual and violent nature of the festival have their best wares on display — toys, fetish wear, erotic furniture, even weapons, all either on sale at discount before businesses close for the festival or offered up for LIERs to demo in exchange for coupons to use later.

One shop in particular has a few unusual items geared toward the festival, both for offense and defense it would seem.

Toxine is a two piece lipstick set in a vibrant shade of red that comes with a clear basecoat. If worn without the basecoat, it affects both the wearer and anyone they kiss, producing wild desire to devour one another in any way possible. Effects can range from sexy to violent, even cannibalistic, depending upon the wearer and target. If worn with the basecoat, only the target is affected and their consuming desires will be unleashed on anyone in the vicinity.

Knives for Feet No, your feet aren't knives. That would be silly! There are spring-loaded blades in the toes of these lovely fetish shoes geared toward men, women, and those who identify outside the binary. Some styles are studded with spikes as well, or have an extra-sharp stiletto heel. You'll look killer for any party. If someone gives you a hard time, knock them dead, baby. Slay.

Orgasme is the perfectly discreet gentle self-defense perfume bottle that packs a big punch. One spritz from the très chic atomizer sends the target into paroxysms of intense, debilitating orgasm, long enough for someone to make a quick escape or capture. Use with caution in high winds. Not for use in enclosed spaces. The manufacturer of Orgasme will not be liable for damages from improper use of product. Do not use if allergic to any ingredients in Orgasme. One bottle of Orgasme is good for four uses.

Flaunt It (If You've Got It?) This adjustable leather or pleather harness is unisex and designed to be worn under clothing for a naughty surprise to enhance your best assets. Unfortunately, the manufacturer outsourced their labor this year. It may work as advertised, or it may go terribly wrong. Characters who are typically shy or insecure about their bodies will find the harness not only enhances their assets but enlarges them significantly. Characters who are arrogant about their looks will instead find their assets have shrunken to the point they're barely visible. Characters with a neutral feeling about their own bodies may simply have a nice leather harness to wear.

Those who have grown or shrunk will feel an irresistible urge to flash someone whose opinion matters to them, whether this person is someone they care about or loathe. Those who don't know anyone in the city will want to flash the first attractive stranger they see. Only after exposing themselves can a character remove the harness and return to normal. If they can't find anyone to flash at all, the harness will eventually loosen and become removable within 2 days.

Other businesses that don't cater to the depravity may be preparing fortifications against the impending Tumenalia mayhem, some even boarding up and closing down early. The owners want nothing to do with the property damage that often goes along with the releasing of inhibitions. It isn't long before suggestive and downright filthy graffiti is sprayed on the boards of these businesses. Some people have no sense of civic pride.

((Please note Tumenalia takes place in November. You're still welcome to play with the pre-festival prompts in December, or you can assume that post-festival the decorations are being taken down, businesses reopened, last remaining stock is on clearance, etc.))

« « « WHERE DO YOU BELONG

While the hierarchy of Dominants and Submissives remains generally stable throughout Duplicity, the society is not entirely without subversive undercurrents. Even after the quelling of recent dissent, there are whispers of defiance among those who long for a life outside the confines of their designation.

Welcome to Autonomy, a "traveling" nightclub that moves around the Up, never held in the same place twice. People wanting to attend only learn of its current location and password hours before it opens for business. Tonight, the phrase No Labels will get you inside and into the temporary freedom that club Autonomy has to offer. In this circle, there are no assigned designations and no consequences for taking a role that isn't the one given by society. So, a Dominant may become the Submissive they've always wanted to be — or vice versa. Dominants and Submissives alike are able to mingle without repercussion and be themselves. Food, drinks, and private areas for more intimate encounters are provided. Donations are accepted at any point during the night to further Autonomy's attempts of spreading the fulfillment that comes from being untitled.

On the night in question, Autonomy is holding a random lottery for temporary connections. When entering, patrons have the choice of submitting their names into this drawing to be paired with someone else in the club regardless of designation. A short while later, an anonymous message will pop up on both parties' devices with the name and description of their partner, and whether or not they choose to meet them is purely at their discretion. Having more than one connection isn't completely unusual either.

« « « 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 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 a lover, they are a Dominant. If your character is more of a fighter, 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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Why not? You'd probably throw a mean punch if you tried hard enough.

[Also, where the heck does he think he's going in such a hurry? Floyd sits up and stares up at Riddle from where he sits crosslegged on the ground.]

What're you lookin' at?

[He's pointedly ignoring that first part... and his hand is cautiously coming to grip at something under his outfit at his hip. His eyebrows raise, and a small noise escapes his throat.]

I need to go check something.

[He looks at Floyd.]

Stay here. And try not to cause any problems.

[Said with an exasperated tone that very much knows it's a tall order to be asking of Floyd.]

I'll be right back.

[He turns sharply, cape flourishing at his side as he awkwardly walks for the bathrooms.]

Edited 2022-11-11 14:48 (UTC)

Huh? Wh– Goldfishie, don’t leave!

[Is he just saying he has to check on something so he can sneak away? In any case, it’s not a good idea to wander off alone in this place, so after scrambling to his feet, Floyd follows right at Riddle’s heels.]

Where’re you going?

[AGH. Floyd!!]

I'm just going to the restroom! Is that alright with you?!

Well, ya coulda said so before you started rushin’ off.

[… He’s still following, of course.]

Hang on, what’re you checking on in the bathroom?

[The fuck, Floyd, his own mother didn't helicopter this much!]

What difference does it make?

[He was going to be back regardless! Floyd might frustrate him, but he wouldn't lie to his face.]

It's not any of your business.

[Pointedly! Heading inside now!]

Hmmm…

[Well, ok. Sure seems fishy to him, but Floyd shrugs, not invested enough to pursue Riddle as he disappears off to take care of this “business.”

But he will stay put though, leaning up against the nearby wall with his hands in his pockets and, miraculously, not destroying anything. Yet.]

[Several minutes later, he hasn't come out.

There are some sounds of frustrated exertion, however.]

Edited 2022-11-12 16:53 (UTC)

[Ugh, how long does someone need to inspect a bathroom? That’s what Floyd can only assume is happening in there: some weird bathroom inspection the Queen of Hearts’ rules demand.

Well, Floyd’s rules demand he never sit still for too long, so with a grumble he pushes away from the wall and follows in.]

Goldfishiiie, what’s takin’ so long? I’m bored.

[Floyd, he doesn't have time for you right now...

Except, he finds himself overwhelmed with an urgent need, and he's suddenly reaching out and slamming the bathroom stall door open—

In plain view of Floyd, engorged cock straining in its harness.]

[Now, he knows human etiquette doesn’t permit him to just waltz right up to each stall and kick the doors open, nor do they permit him to casually slide on under and peek–

–but if he’s suddenly about to have his eye poked out by a weapon of mass destruction, what part of human etiquette says he can’t stare? As the Sea Witch as Floyd’s witness, how can he possibly not?

When face to face with a considerably larger opponent, it’s never wise to turn one’s back, as Floyd understands. But, ah… How long should he keep looking? Is this some new human mating display he’s never heard about? Should he– Should he take his out too?

After a single slow blink, Floyd finally breaks the awkward silence, his voice low and measured as if trying not to startle a rabid beast.]

Goldfishie… These are the kinda growth spurts you go through?

Edited 2022-11-12 17:45 (UTC)

[In five, hold five, out five. In five, hold five, out five.]

Floyd.

[His voice is too calm. When he looks up at Floyd, there is sheer, unadulterated murder in his eyes.]

I'm giving you five seconds to get out of my sight.

Now.

No way are you that huge! And what’s that thing?

[Completely ignoring Riddle’s threats, Floyd steps closer, effectively blocking off the stall door as his curiosity skyrockets. He points to the harness and sort of recognizes the material from a few shops he’s passed by, but to be honest, it seems more like something Jade would be into.]

Does it hurt? Are you gonna pass out or something?

Edited 2022-11-12 22:03 (UTC)

Five.

Four.

Three.

Yeah, no way are you this huge. I woulda noticed a long time ago! Did you eat something here? They drug everything, y’know.

[Nope, still not hearing you. His mind his far too focused. So excuse him while he scooches closer and closer.]

You gotta take care of that, Goldfishie. How’re you gonna walk around? Seriously what is that thing you’re wearing?

—it's an enchanted item you moron!

[It's yelled out, half in anger and half frantic as he tears at the thing.

Luckily, it does come off— and it's barreling right for Floyd's face.]

Get OUT!!!

[If he needs to, he'll reach up in an attempt to shove Floyd out of the stall so he can slam the door shut and lock it.]

Whoa–

[Thankfully his sharp reflexes give him enough time to dodge the flying contraption. Hmm. He could go pick it up and look at it more closely… but he’s being shoved at the moment by a very cranky, very noisy bundle of anger in a very enclosed space.

Needless to say, Floyd’s quite overstimulated, and in an attempt to regain some control of the situation he digs his heels into the ground and lunges forward, hands grappling to tuck under Riddle’s arms to try and hoist him up like a tantruming infant.]

Quit wrigglin’ or you’re gonna make it worse! … Maybe!

[And Riddle, too, is desperately grasping for control, but Floyd won't leave him alone and he can feel the start of his eyes burning as he's manhandled.

So, struggling and with a snarl, he makes a last-ditch effort...

And kicks off the toilet to slam his leg up between Floyd's.]

[Ok, almost got him! Just a little bit more and–]

YEOWCH!

[See, this is why most merfolk have their bits tucked away and out of sight. What is it with humans and keeping their most sensitive bits all exposed? Floyd doubles over, slamming a hand against the stall wall to keep himself from falling while the other grasps between his legs.

There’s just enough room to sneak under his arm… you know, if Riddle feels so inclined to suffer with his problem alone all day. Or with a total stranger.]

Ugh, really?

[Riddle drops back and onto the toilet seat. With that last effort, all the adrenaline has rushed out of him.

Now he just feels painfully exposed and raw. One arm comes up to cover himself with his cape, and the other comes up to press against his eyes.]

Damnit, Floyd... I just want to be alone.

[Damn this day. Damn this harness and the Dominant who forced it on him. Damn all the people who'd groped his body like it was their toy to play with. Damn his stupid body for reacting the way it was. Damn this city and all its rules and regulations around sex.

And damn Floyd for insisting on staying with him when all he wanted to do at the moment was disappear.]

[It's not the reaction he expects, to be honest, though he supposes he wouldn't want to rush out into a busy establishment when he's sporting a raging boner. Riddle's reckless, but maybe not that reckless.

Floyd's still tending to Floyd Jr. when he hears that muttered response... and it's just strange enough to give him pause. He's never heard Riddle sound like this before. It's as curious as it is concerning.

Thinking it, Floyd waits a couple of beats before clumsily shutting the stall door, locking it, then crouching down in front of Riddle's curled up form.]

Are you crying, Goldfishie?

[he asks, his tone soft in spite of the circumstances.]

[His breath is shaky, and he genuinely hates everything about this... but he's managing to fight back the tears for now.

And that... is a tone of voice Riddle has never heard from the mer. It's just enough to give him pause... to make him carefully lower his arm to look at Floyd. His eyes are still a bit glossy, but no tears have fallen.

He lets out a sigh as his arm falls away.]

Of course not.

[He looks at him a moment more, still not quite sure what to make of it all. The soft tone or... the concerned expression? Is he actually worried about him?

His hand comes up to give Floyd's shoulder a half-hearted shove.]

You're so frustrating...

[He just sounds tired and defeated, at this point. Clearly the teen has decided here's where he's going to be, and Riddle isn't changing that.]

Edited 2022-11-13 02:29 (UTC)

[Is he sure he isn't crying? He sure looks like he's on the verge of it. Sure, Riddle's heard some talk from Ace about Riddle's Overblot incident--how the infamous tyrant broke down into a fantastic fit of tears before all his card soldiers once he regained his wits--but he never truly believed him word for word.

Normally Floyd would be wildly invested in this, might even try to shove his face into Riddle's own bubble so he can see just how far he can push the other boy's limits, but luckily for Riddle: Floyd doesn't feel like it today.]

So're you. That really hurt, y'know.

[he says plainly, managing to keep his balance even when he's shoved.]

So, like... did someone give you weird candy? Did someone make you drink something?

[Both questions imply that Riddle was not, in fact, in control of his current predicament. At least he's trying to understand. He'll even repeat his previous question, though this time with less urgency and scandal,]

Does it hurt?

[A soft scoff escapes at the first words. Floyd had disrespected Riddle's wishes to be alone after he'd been given multiple warnings; he got what was coming for him.

A sigh at the questions that follow, coupled with the shake of his head. He gestures behind Floyd.]

I told you; that harness was enchanted. It happened not long after I put it on... And it wouldn't come off until just now.

[The next question has him pausing a while. There's another look at Floyd's expression. As if he's trying to gauge his sincerity.

Frustratingly enough, he can't find any signs of deceit.

Finally, he reluctantly admits:]

... a bit.

Why’d you put it on? Did someone make you?

[Because as reckless as Riddle is, there’s no way he’d willingly wear that without influence, in Floyd’s opinion.

He hums in thought, still crouched on the floor like he’s talking to a lost child, before letting out a gentle giggle.]

Anyway, it’s off now. So that’s good, right?

[As much as Floyd enjoys Riddle’s frustration on any other given day, there’s a difference between that and genuine discomfort, and right now he’s not particularly into the idea of dealing with a panicking goldfish out of water.

Floyd knows that when he’s backed into a corner, it’s best to focus on what is within his control.]

It hurt for me too when I first got here. But me and Jade figured out how to take care of it pretty quick, so, y’know. You’ll figure it out too ‘cause you’re smart.

[A beat, then,]

Or I can help. Since I’m here and all.

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