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TDM #27
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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: 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. |
 (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.)) |
 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. |
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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In the end, he finally frees himself from the confines of his pants then shifts about so they'll be pressed firmly together. His breath hitches as soon as it happens. So warm... Sure, it's a little peculiar to be smaller than someone for once, but Floyd's not complaining.
With his face still hidden in Riddle's neck, Floyd bites his lip and laughs before rolling forward and starting up the pace once more, shamelessly humping and grinding away until he's fully erect.]
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At first, he simply tries to weather it, tries to focus on the desire and pleasure as he clings to Floyd for dear life. But the anxiety is creeping in like a poison.
Too much too much too much—]
Floyd. [His voice is a breathless kind of whispery, more than a hint of desperation in it.] Keep kissing me.
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So he lifts his head and grins, but won't be kissing him just yet. In a sing song voice,]
Ask nicely~
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Deep breaths. Deep breaths... He's in control. Doing this isn't a surrender.
It's a gift.
A slow breath out, the tension and anger leaking out of him.]
Please.
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Surprisingly though, Floyd (and his dick) will live to see another day, and even more surprising is that Riddle actually complies.
How precious.]
Hehe... Okaaay~
[With that, Floyd eases down nice and slow to brush their lips together, not quite kissing, but coming dangerously close.]
You really like kissing, don't you?
[Sure does remind him of how a real goldfish purses its pouty mouth all the time. That in mind though, Floyd decides not to press his luck any further and finally gives Riddle a proper kiss. Firm, warm, and with the slightest hint of a smile still lingering at the corner of his lips-- He grinds forward as he does, eager to hear more of those breathy little mewls.]
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What he doesn't expect is Floyd softening, and the way he moves next has his heart beating faster and his face turning red all over again.
Like it...? He doesn't even know. So far, it's just a distraction technique that's working well, not that Floyd seems to understand.
Oh—
That wasn't the kind of kiss he was expecting. His breath full-on stops for a moment, and for a moment... his mind is simply blank.
Right up until Floyd starts grinding against him again, and it takes him by such surprise that the needy whine that slips out is quite a bit louder this time. He opens his mouth to deepen the kiss, breath shuddering into it.]
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He's chipping away at him, isn't he? He must be. It's not quite like watching those cheeks turn beet red or being threatened with a royal beheading. No. Feeling Riddle lose control like this is it's own special brand of entertainment, one Floyd won't soon forget.
As tempting as it is to keep up his little game of cat and mouse, Floyd grips the sheets for leverage and invades the smaller boy's mouth with wild abandon. Arching his back, he picks up the pace with his hips, bucking against Riddle with such fervor they might as well already be fucking away like a couple of beasts.
How much longer will they last, he wonders?]
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And that ravenous kiss is all Riddle needs for that last bit of resistance to melt away. He huffs and moans into that kiss, his own hips thrusting in time with Floyd's movements. Quickly, his noises grow more and more desperate, fingers curled tight in Floyd's hoodie.
He'd already been teased so much and wanting for so long that it doesn't take much longer.
With a broken cry into Floyd's lips, all his muscles tense against the mer as release finally comes. And... given the effect of the harness, his orgasm is both potent and extended, cum splashing all over Floyd's and his stomach.
Waves of pleasure and pain slam through Riddle, and he whimpers, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes as his body shakes and shudders with the effort.
When it finally ends, he goes completely boneless, falling away from the kiss to gasp and pant. His eyes are glazed and a couple of tears slide down his cheeks, staring into nothing as the warm afterglow encompasses him. He's so out of it, he won't even give much any reaction if Floyd continues thrusting against him.]
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But it happens anyway. A violent shudder, a whimper, the taste of tears at the corner of his lips-- Floyd nearly shrugs his hoodie off just for the opportunity to feel those hands clinging onto his bare skin.
Ugh he wants to see what he looks like though. He has to. So at the tail end of Riddle's climax, Floyd breaks the kiss and focuses those mismatched eyes on the boy below, far more vulnerable than Floyd's ever seen. It's nearly enough to send him over the edge too, but he stubbornly holds himself back in favor of staring, quiet and curious, almost as if he's never laid eyes on a human before.
Floyd stills his hips and tilts his head as he reaches up to gingerly poke at Riddle's cheek, allowing one of those tears to drip onto his finger.]
Why're you crying?
[Floyd seems to remember doing the same once or twice before... but it's different seeing someone else do it.]
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[It's clear Riddle is blissfully out of it, barely aware of his surroundings. As lucidity slowly returns, a hand drops away from Floyd's back to rub a bit at his face.
There is, in fact, dampness there.]
Oh... I dunno.
[He guesses it'd been... all the stimulation, the intensity of it all? At least, it hadn't come from fear, anxiety, or anything of that sort; he was far too distracted for that.
Huh... he'd actually done it. He wasn't sure he'd be able to. But then, that harness had definitely predisposed him for it.
It's a relief; one less act he'd need to make his quota.
After a moment, his eyes focus on Floyd. And then, his hand comes up, wrapping itself around the mer's dick. It's definitely more gentle than the way he'd touched it before, and there's no squeezing, this time.
As he gives a stroke, he asks:]
How's this?
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[Seems fishy. But Riddle doesn't seem sad or upset either, so... he guesses it felt nice enough. As for him though, well--
It seems like someone's brave enough to take care of it. Color him surprised.
His breath hitches when Riddle touches him and he has to nibble his lip to keep himself from cumming right then and there. But it's so hard and, holy shit, he actually saw tears on those rosy red cheeks. Floyd doesn't want to explain why that, out of all things, twists up his core tighter than its ever been. So he'll simply duck and burrow his face into Riddle's pulse point with a low, drawn out,]
Keep going.
[Just a few more strokes, he thinks. Only a few more...]
Ah... I'm gonna make a mess outta you~
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There's a blink as Floyd buries his face into his neck. The words have him rolling his eyes.]
Don't make me have to go get my clothes dry-cleaned...
[Is the only thing he says before stroking Floyd, firm yet gentle, sweeping strokes.]
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Before long, he presses his teeth to Riddle’s neck and shudders when he finally climaxes. It’s natural for him to cum hard… and a lot, spilling all over their stomachs and Riddle’s fingers for what feels like several drawn out minutes. Soon enough, struggling to catch his breath, Floyd slumps on top of the other boy like dead weight and lets out a weak groan.]
Hmngh…
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And... goodness, yeah, that's a lot. Seven, he needs a shower so bad.
—???
His undirtied hand comes up to press against a shoulder.]
Floyd, you're heavy.
[Just gonna attempt to somehow roll him off t b h. But onto the bed, because Riddle isn't that cruel. Or, at least, he's not currently feeling that cruel.]
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[And for his efforts, Riddle will have two lanky eel arms coming up to wrap around his chest and hold him as close and still as possible.]
Nap time first.
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Floyd!
[Now he's trying to push at his face.]
You've made me filthy and I want to clean up! Get off!
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[He’s as latched on as a barnacle, but this fussy pillow of his isn’t making falling asleep as easy as it could be. Grumbling, Floyd finally concedes and rolls onto his side, the mess between them making a sad squelch as he does.]
Hmph…
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[Riddle gets up, quickly taking off the rest of his outfit—
Oh Great Seven, it's soaked.]
How are you unbothered by this? Ugh...
[Now what is he going to do about clothes?]
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[Floyd shrugs and cracks one eye open to peek at Riddle beside him.]
It’s kinda hot, don’t you think?