TDM #30

[duplicitymods]

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« « « ALL ON DISPLAY

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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. Spring is in full swing and the weather is warming up. It's also damp.

» » » ALL ABOARD

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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.

« « « IT'S THE LITTLE THINGS

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(cw: forced caretaking) Every Submissive at Orientation this month is greeted with a "self care" bag containing one of various scents of candles and massage oils, a cheap fold out mat, and a link to a canned relaxation music station to play on their devices. Orientation staff will circle the room to light the candles as needed. Submissives are instructed to make their stations and themselves as attractive as possible to draw a Dominant for them to pamper, whether it's full body massage or concentrated on a particular area, joint meditation sessions, or something a little more vigorous and charged. If they can't find a willing Dominant, they're encouraged to practice their techniques on each other. Part of being a good contract partner is taking care of the one feeding, clothing, and housing them. This is the least they can do. They're welcome to take anything they have leftover when the sessions are done and encouraged to keep it in reserve for their current or future Dominant.

» » » ROLL IN THE MUD

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(cw: aphro, filth kink, wet and messy) Heavy spring rains scour Duplicity clean and leave the Up looking shiny and new while the Down suffers its usual flooding and misery from the shift in the weather. Hope those sump pumps are in working order. (They never are.) Rumors spread that there's a special kind of mud in the woods with restorative properties, brought slowly to the surface over the years and deep in places thanks to all the recent rain. All of the native spas (and maybe some that are LIER owned) rush to get collectors out so they can offer mud baths at a higher cost and a higher benefit to their clients. The mud is invigorating. It cures minor aches and pains while the bather soaks and has a longer lasting effect to treat deeper bruising and mild sprains over the course of a few days after the bath. Anyone with open wounds is advised to avoid, however. It also leaves any bathers with the desire for dirty, muddy, messy sex with the urge lasting anywhere from immediate gratification to a few days. Think the spas are ripping you off? You can always take your chances in the woods to seek out the sources. Don't complain if you get a rash. There's a reason the spas charge.

« « « THIS DUPLICITOUS LIFE

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(cw: privacy invasion, dirty talk, humiliation) A new Duplicity City Radio show featuring interviews with everyday people on the street is starting soon called "This Duplicitous Life." LIERs and graduates of the program are tapped to conduct ambush interviews with a canned set of questions provided by the show's producers. The intention is to give program members and natives of Duplicity a chance to feel better about their own experiences and to open their minds to the possibilities that surround them every day. Interviewers uncomfortable with the questions can always try to wing it. Unfortunately, if their segment doesn't get featured on air, they won't get paid. It might be better to stick to the script. Sample questions include but aren't limited to: Does size really matter? If it does, why? Where's the weirdest place you've done it? What's your favorite porn category? Do you ever imagine strangers naked or have fantasies about them? When's the last time you were flat-out rejected and how did you handle it? [You can use this link for more inspiration, or make up some questions of your own!]

» » » MOD & OOC NOTES

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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: All new arrivals on this TDM are 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 tag on 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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Bobo Del Rey | Wynonna Earp | Submissive

[fooloftheking]

[ All Aboard ]

There's no bullet coming for his head. There's no future of being tortured by Black Badge to see if they can find out what makes him tick. There's also no Willa left either so it's the twisted and fucked up good with the bad.

Or maybe the bullet had struck him and Hell had changed a whole fucking lot since the last time he'd been there. If this is Hell though, he's not sure he's in such a hurry for Wynonna to see her death and free him again.

Kicking back in the seat by the window, he stretches his legs out across the other seats with a contented sigh. As far as he's concerned, mark or not, this isn't so bad. He looks up, catching someone looking his way.

"What?"

[ It's The Little Things ]

Sell yourself. He should have known that this place was going to push them into shit like that sooner than later. What's the point of marking others as slaves and telling them to find an owner if not to make sure they know how to sell themselves.

He's really not trying.

The mat is laid out, the candles are lit, and he's toying with one of them. Slowly twisting it in circles to evenly melt down the wax to have a puddle of wax around the wick. Sitting cross legged on the floor, more caught up playing with the wax than he is in setting a mood.

Glancing up as someone walks by, giving a broad, rather wild looking smile.

"Looking to play?"

What his idea of play might be is not something others might enjoy given that smile.

[ The Duplicitous Life ]

Bobo got snagged by someone giving him a microphone and a quick lesson in how to use it. He looks at them, eyes going wide as he looks down at himself in his heavy fur coat, heavy boots, and silver rings on all his fingers that makes him look more like a wild west pimp than it does a reporter.

When they tell him what they want though, he laughs and heads out to get some reactions. Errr, interviews.

"What's the dirtiest, sexiest thing anyone has ever said to you?"
"What's the hottest thing you ever wore and what reaction did it get you?"
"Describe your hottest sex dream in detail?"

He randomly picks people, asking questions usually without introductions.

[ Wildcard ]

(ooc: open to Bobo around the city, especially in the Down. if wanting a specific starter, pm or ping me at mythotica with ideas/thoughts.)

Duplicitous Life

[fightcoded]

You know what Midnighter can't say no to? A Wild West pimp sticking a microphone in his face and asking salacious questions. This is his lucky day.

"Dirtiest thing," he ponders without even needing to. He knows, though it's picked mainly for its shock value. "'I'm going to shove my fist so far up your ass you'll be choking on my fingers.'"

[fooloftheking]

Bobo watches the other man during that time, though the answer he gets is nothing what he expected... and he loves it. The way his mouth curls into a wide smile is utterly Grinch-ish, wicked and dangerous.

"And were they able to manage sign language from your rectum?"

[fightcoded]

"No," he lets out a large regretful breath.

"He failed to realize his threat wouldn't be taken in the spirit it was intended. Some people just don't think before they speak, and then they almost get stuck with their arm up a man's ass thinking it's deterrent when really it's an invitation."

[fooloftheking]

Bobo snorts, rolling his eyes.

"Some people don't understand the power of their words apparently," he says, tsking and shaking his head. Even if the later can't be seen through the recording device obviously. "I know I'm new here, but they make it sound like the whole place is filled with eager deviants. I take it that's not your experience if someone would tease you like that?"

[fightcoded]

"I think it's the height," he explains. "People get hung up on my height a lot. Thought I'd be humiliated by it, like a mohawk and a lot of leather means I won't like a fist up my ass."

His light eyes don't blink when he says as much to an equally tall man with a mohawk. He's curious to see his reaction to his blunt comment.

all aboard

[democratically]

It might have seemed like she was staring at him, but Padmé's staring hasn't been on purpose. It's that gaze that has settled, eyes not quite focused on the here and now, but rather somewhere else. She is usually more mindful, looking out the window or upwards, but it seems this time Padmé hadn't been doing either.

She blinks at the words, eyes coming back into focus at the sound of a masculine voice. It's a set of eyes on her that makes Padmé realize she is staring. A second moment to process what it is that he has said. "Oh."

She gives a little shake of her head, cocking to one side. "Sorry. My mind was a million galaxies away and I just kind of auto-piloted."

[fooloftheking]

Watching her come back to the here and now is almost like physically watching a picture come into focus. The gaze coming to him, actually seeing him and not looking through him. Least there's that and wasn't her staring at him. Not that he minds, she is pretty hot, but he's not sure what to make of it all things considered with this place.

"That's kind of far," he says in a low, rumbling voice. "I would say it's not that bad but..." He pauses to look around. "It seems pretty bad."

[democratically]

Her lips give a little quirk. "Depends on the type of ship you have. ... but yes, I suppose it is."

Space travel has usually been a means to an end. Padmé isn't someone who lives for flying or loves it. She can pilot well enough, but she has never been crazy about it, in love with it like her husband had been. "It's not that bad though. I was just thinking of the people who had left this place that I knew."

[fooloftheking]

It's easy enough to think it's just a joke, just some words to be funny about it all but he knows better. Not with what he's seen here. Not with how his life is back home.

"What galaxy are we talking here? Like... how far out from say Earth?" Then it hits him. "Do you know what Earth is?"

Now though he looks at her more curiously. "This isn't bad to you? Impressive," he says, and it sounds like he might truly believe it.

Duplicitous Life

[fanoperator]

Huaisang laughs with scandalized delight at the question, looking his eye-catching interviewer over with a smirk. Tapping at his chin as he considers the question, Huaisang holds his gaze boldly, his own unmarked throat providing him with plenty of confidence even in the face of someone taller, broader, and almost definitely more dangerous than he is.

"Hmmmm, recent sexiest thing that comes to mind was something along the lines of 'I will not stop until you are swollen with my seed. You may struggle and cry all you wish, but I will not stop.' I was pretty into that. And yours?" Never mind if this interview is supposed to be one-way. Huaisang's definitely interested to hear some dirty things out of this guy's mouth.

[fooloftheking]

So far everything about this place is pretty cool in Bobo's mind. Give people rub downs, ask naughty questions, free room and board. It's definitely a step up from where he'd been headed when he arrived in Duplicity, that's for damn sure.

It's why he's playing along with their game because, honestly, why not?

A brow arches, giving a nod of his head. "I can see why. It's always hot when they won't stop then?" Maybe not a nice question but he can't help himself. Even as he barks a laugh. "Not a lot of truly sexy moments in the Ghost River Triangle but I guess I'd have to say being ordered to suck it now with a steel stiletto heel in my face. Didn't hurt the witch doing the ordering could bring me enough pain to wish I was in Hell."

[fanoperator]

"If the 'won't stop' part is giving me orgasms, then yes." Huaisang's heart quails a little at the expression and the implication, reassessing the threat level in front of him, but he's tamed monsters before, and his years in Duplicity have made him bold. There's no need to fear anything he can befriend.

"I can certainly understand her desire to step on handsome men," Huaisang flirts, lifting his chin despite the nervous flutter in his pulse. "And I do have some very nice stilettos." At the moment he's chosen a practical heeled boot for the rainy streets, and there's relatively little skin showing under the layers of silks he's wearing, but he's sure he could find something more racy to change into if his interviewer likes the invitation.

[fooloftheking]

Bobo has spent years being eyed questionably and he hid long ago the man he had once been who was kind and caring. Only two people had seen that again, and neither of them were in this place. He's glad for that too.

"Only if it's giving you what you want? Should I tsk at you about that attitude, or take it for being what you are?" Even as he asks, he gestures at his own mark on his throat while nodding at the other man's lack of one.

There's a bit of a preen then, straighten his shoulders and smirking at that comment. He knows he looks good being stepped on, after all.

He gives the other person a long, teasing look as if he could see if he was wearing them now.

"You have a lot of experience stepping on handsome men then?"

The Duplicitous Life (question 1)

[ahigherpitch]

Alright, so five months in Daphne's under the impression that she can't really be surprised by this place anymore. That is, of course, not even remotely true, as when this rough looking man stopping her in the street and asks her, point blank, an absolutely filthy question, she stares down at him from 6'6 like he's grown a second head.

"What sort of question is that? If that's how you go around picking gals up, buster you've got another thing coming."

[fooloftheking]

Bobo looks entirely nonplussed. Canting his head to the side, if only to look up those few inches. It's not much but it's not normal. He's typically the tallest person in the Ghost River Triangle.

"The kind of questions the dicks in this place require us to ask other people." He snorts, rolling his eyes. "Hasn't hurt me in picking up people though. Should have tried it back home."

[ahigherpitch]

Well that makes sense. She does give him an incredulous look at the last bit though.

"You might not want to open with it, unless you want to get slapped. Do you really want to know the dirtiest thing someone's ever said to me? What do I get out of it?"

all aboard

[troubleis]

"They're gonna give you shit for thinking you can take up that many seats." It's true, he doesn't have the right to do that on his own. It sucks but it's something Juliette figures she can put out there before someone else tells him.

He's new, no one needs to tell her that. She can tell by how he responds to all of this. The line at his throat says as soon as he's too comfortable, someone's going to come running in to ask him if he was given permission to behave that way.

[fooloftheking]

"Maybe I'm putting myself on display to try and find a beautiful woman to keep me as their own," he points out, his voice gruff and teasing at the same time. "Isn't that how it's done? Make yourself pretty and attractive?"

He shifts slightly to one hip, nearly losing what covering the gown gives him.

"Just need some thieving twink to paint me like one of his French girls."

[troubleis]

"If that's your plan, good luck." Because as much as it amuses her, she's not sure it's going to go the way he planned. "The only real artist I knew here was sent home a few months ago."

Doesn't mean there aren't others, but Juliette always preferred Isaac's ability to be real with her. "Where are you from?"

[fooloftheking]

"Damned if I know what my plan is," he admits with a shrug. "I should be dead, so pretty much it's all a damn party."

And he means that. On every level. It's a prison here but it's not that damn town.

"A place called Purgatory. It's part of the Ghost River Triangle. You?"

The Duplicitous Life

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

Tim stares at the man who is holding a microphone up to his face and has just asked him the most inappropriate question he's heard in a while. He finds himself almost wishing for Vicki Vale, even she had never been quite that forward.

"I believe my answer to all three would be 'no comment'"

[fooloftheking]

"So is that how one submissive helps out another submissive around here? Not how everyone made me believe it is."

He sighs, clicking his tongue against his teeth in a tsking sound as he strokes a hand over his beard.

"I didn't write them. I just read them as I'm told to."

Which isn't entiiiirely true. He was told to ask sexually charged questions. He just came up with some of his own.

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

Tim is a little taken aback at that accusation and looks the man up and down once again.

"I'm willing to help another submissive out but that shouldn't require me stepping over my own personal boundaries or morals. I don't particularly care for airing out my preferences to whoever wants to hear them. This place robs us of enough privacy.

"Perhaps you've been given some more... tame questions?"

[fooloftheking]

It's a cruel jab and he can't help himself though. He's going to play the odds how he needs them to get what he wants. Or needs in the case of not finding himself punished by the government day one. Place needs to at least buy him a drink first.

"Don't think they care about your boundaries or mine," he points out, shaking his head. "Which I'm guessing is why they sent us out here."

He looks over the list though. "Last time you were flat out rejected and how did you feel? Does size matter and why? What's your favorite porn category?" He turns the list for a moment before Tim to see it. "I really don't think they give a shit about boundaries with these."