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TDM #31
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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. It's the hottest part of the summer. Prepare to sweat. |
 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: aphrodisiacs, dub-con, groping, public nudity, public sex) It's summertime! To beat the heat, LIEs has decided to throw a pool party directly following Orientation at one of the city's public pools! Attendance is mandatory for new arrivals and strongly encouraged for everyone else. New arrivals are provided with (skimpy) swimsuits to wear, but LIERs who have been in the city a while have the option of bringing their own gear. Of course, skinny dipping is allowed as well, and there are many spots on deck for people to tan themselves. Speaking of tanning, why not help out a fellow LIER by rubbing some lotion on them? Or, if you want to avoid a burn, get someone to put sunscreen on your back? The formulas of the complementary products that LIEs provide may or may not have a mild aphrodisiac added to them, but at least you won't burn and you may get that nice golden tan you've been chasing — all over! While one end of the pool is reserved for people to splash around in or float casually, there are numerous games and water activities for people to join in on as well: In a sexy twist on Marco Polo, though in Duplicity the call and response is "lucky" and "get me," the seeker must try and tag other players by tugging at their swimsuits. They'll be rewarded with 30 seconds of foreplay, groping and whatever else they can accomplish within the time frame. Dominant and Submissive pairs face off against one another in piggyback chicken fights or jousts using inflatable toys and suggestively shaped pool noodles. Are those dildos stuck to the bottom of the pool? You bet! Dive down and retrieve them before handing them to the next person behind you to toss in and dive for or just collect as many as you can. There is, of course, the option of using said dildo on yourself or someone else for others to watch and enjoy on the pool deck. No judgment here. For those who prefer a slightly more private option, there are curtained cabanas available and it's easy enough to duck inside with a partner for a quick tryst. |
 (cw: aphrodisiacs, dub-con, altered mental states, miscellaneous kink) Whether it's the obnoxious, telltale jingle that signals the arrival of ice cream trucks, or the vehicles happen to be spotted in their various parking spots all around Duplicity — including some smaller carts made to navigate the narrower streets of the Down, it's obvious that they're popular considering the warm summer weather. It seems the locals can't get enough of the cool, sweet treats on offer — and, even better, the trucks are offering free samples in addition to selling regular sizes. Popsicles and soft serve ice cream are on the menu, and each frozen bite has its own unique set of effects. The menu: Want sprinkles with that? Enjoy your added aphro! |
 (cw: dub-con/non-con, pet play, leash and collar, training/discipline, exhibitionism) A new public park has recently been built on a formerly empty lot in the Up. The bigger sign on the gate reads "Dog Park," and the smaller sign adjacent to it includes the posted rules that all people need to abide by in order to enter. If you're curious about what such a structure entails (after all, there are dogs in Duplicity), you're in luck: today, there's a meet-and-greet being hosted for pets and their owners, sponsored by a local "pet" shop, with banners advertising the event posted at each end of the park. This is a Dog Park, alright, but it's intended for a very specific kind of play involving the LIERs who want to wear the collars in question as well as the LIERs who are interested in holding their leashes. Even if you've never harbored an interest in it before, don't worry — random bystanders will be enthusiastically pressured to join in by event volunteers, so you might find yourself wearing a collar or holding a leash in very short order regardless. All pets must be collared and leashed properly in order to enter the Dog Park, and owners must remain in close proximity to their pets at all times. There are toys for tugging and fetching, a few pieces of special playground equipment, and more than enough space to run around. There will also be obedience challenges issued to various pairs at random, just to see how in sync both pet and owner are with one another. If you decide to participate and remain on your best behavior, you might even earn a nice treat in addition to a pat on the head. The pet shop will be handing out goodie bags consisting of take-home collars, as well as animal tail plugs and other sex toys and gear, to everyone who takes part in the event, willingly or not. |
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 night owl, they are a Dominant. If your character prefers the daytime, 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 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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But, perhaps surprisingly, he offers the Dominant a lighter all the same.
"It's a bad habit."
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Aki took note of their attire, of how beat up and scruffy they looked, it was no worse than how Dejni looked sometimes after a Devil fight. Wondering if that's how shit he looked earlier before he got changed and hopped back on the train? He also noticed that defining mark down the center of their throat. Inhaling, sparking the end of his cigarette to glow before pulling back up.
Taking a few glares from some other passengers, tutting their tongues off the back of their teeth at him, and waving their hands before their faces as if the smoke was already bothering them. Aki lent over the teen to stare at the onlookers, making a strange shape with his hand, pinky finger, and index poking out, while the pad of his thumb met his middle and ring. Holding the hand signal up to his face, one eye open and closing the other, looking at the disgruntled passengers through the gap made by his fingers.
"Kon..." Aki muttered in a sad-sounding tone before slinking back into his seat. Nothing happened. He knew it wouldn't, he wouldn't have done it if he thought Fox would actually come to him. Sighing, he turned to face the Submissive he'd been leaning over. "If it's such a bad habit, why do you have a lighter?"
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Despite his appearance, he's already made it to the Down public housing. He'd washed his face, but with such messed up clothing there wasn't much he could do. It benefits him more to wear it 'organically' at the moment instead of conjuring up a replacement, but even this is better than the messy cloth he'd been shoved into back with the 'LIES' doctors. Fortunately he thinks his posture makes him look a little more approachable.
His blue eye peeks through his hair at the man beside him to watch... whatever that was. "Have you never had to use one for anything else?"
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Leaning back in their seat, one hand fishing around in his pocket to retrieve a handkerchief as the other pressed his cigarette to his lips, inhaling the damn stuff, the only thing that was keeping him centered and calm in all this upheaval. "Here. You look like shit." Offering the handkerchief, holding it out for them to take. He might not have looked like he gave a shit, but Aki felt bad for the other male all scruffy and raggy as he was.
There was a slight deflation in his attitude after he was unable to summon the Devil to his aid, not that he actually wanted it to eat the people complaining about his smoke, he was just testing, had to be sure. Resting his head against the cold window, staring through his reflection as the scenery rushed by the glass. "No. Never needed to." Looking back at them again, his interest now piqued. "What do you use it for then?"
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If it weren't for his hair and the shoes Aki is styling, he might think that he's a member of some Duplicity mafia... but his views on that sort of thing are skewed. Not everyone in the business were kind to who they viewed as 'kids', after all. He takes the cloth and offers a practiced weak smile before rubbing a little at his face.
"Do I look so bad? I suppose so compared to you..." An act, but a familiar one. Though the question makes him laugh a little. "Kufu... to light a gas stove or a candle, of course?"
Or someone on fire. Normal Things.
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Listen, if Aki knew he was being looked at like he was in the Yakuza, he would have been spitting feathers! Because fuck those guys! The number of people that had died because of them and the fucking Gun Devil. No, Aki was defiantly not with the Mafia, here or anywhere else.
Watching as they rubbed at their face, having to fight back the urge to snatch the cloth and do it properly but that smile, fake or not, made him feel some kind of way. No Aki, you don't need another stray weirdo on your hands. Let it go. They'll be fine.
With a sigh and shake of his head, Aki sat forwards and slipped his suit jacket off, draping it over the teen's shoulders, expression slightly disgruntled, unimpressed, and put out. "Yea, you do. And you're making me look bad by association." Pointing with his cigarette at the black stripe down the male's throat. Wasn't the role of the Doninats to look after these marked ones? "And no actually. I keep my stove clean. There's no build-up to clog the burners... I guess I'd use them for candles." But most defiantly not to set someone on fire, are you a fucking maniac!?
After a moment of consideration and adequate fussing, Aki sat back, taking another draw from his cigarette, feeling a tad guilty for the odd cough he heard coming from someone in the carriage. "Is that all you had on you from home when they brought you here?"
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It is warm enough outside that the rather pathetic outfit he's wearing is more than enough, but the train itself is kept fairly frigid. While giving him the opportunity to investigate his new surroundings it provides a convenient escape from the heat. The handkerchief is held loosely in his hands when he rests them back on his lap.
"More or less," it isn't technically a lie, but who needs to know that he's packing theoretical heat in the form of possession inducing stabbing items and a gun. His hand comes up to pull the jacket a little closer over himself. Maybe this Dominant could be useful. "I wasn't in a great place before I came."
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It's alright, he's not expecting the guy to give him a rundown of everything he had with him, he was more trying to work out if they had anything at all. Aki had everything on him that he arrived with, the straps across his shirt housing two different swords for a start. But this guy looked homeless and beat up to put it politely. Plucking his cigarette from his lips and extinguishing it on on the inside of a small tin he pulled out from a trouser pocket before putting them both away again, he'd find a bin later, he's not about to litter.
"You don't say." Aki said, shifting in his seat to better look at the teen. He had cool-looking hair, though the bangs were a bit untidy for Aki's liking, he'd brush them back and smarten him up if he was his Submissive- Ha, looking that, already starting to think the way they wanted him to. "Where were you then? Jail? Hospital? The gutter?"
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"A hospital." Which is a lie, but considering his age he figures it to be the most believable option. 'Vindice Penitentiary' isn't exactly something an outsider would understand or know of, but if he was in the mafia it would put Mukuro into a potential pickle. Though his hand does come up to his cheek.
He offers the handkerchief back now, at least. "Are you from here?"
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"Shit. Sorry." An afterthought. "Not contagious are you?"
Yea, saying you're from any kind of penitentiary is gonna make you seem a little shifty, no offense. But still, Aki wasn't mafia, despite what he might have looked like and how he held himself. Watching as his hand came up to his cheek. Was he in pain?
Taking the handkerchief back, folding it neatly before tucking it into the breast pocket of his jacket, his jacket that the guy was now wearing. "Hmm? No. No, I'm from Hokkaido, Japan. You?" Catching a closer glimpse as he was straightening the lapels, taking note of what looked like heterochromia under those long bangs. Uh, cool. "You got a name or what?"
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"Kufu~ No, not at all..." Though he's been called a parasite thanks to his abilities, there isn't an illness just being near him would spread. "I won't infect your jacket, don't worry."
Because that seems like the right thing to offer up to say considering the circumstances. A Japanese man, huh... "I was living in Kokuyo, Japan before I got admitted. You can call me Mukuro, it's nice to meet you."
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A parasite is it? Ah well, Aki had experience with those. Devil's tend to feed on human blood as well as fear, in his eyes, you can't get anything worse than that. Regardless of what Mukuro said, he might put the jacket on a hot wash once he's home, no offense.
"Kokuyo huh? I've worked there before." Nodding his head as he spoke. What were the chances, two Japanese guys brought here at more or less the same time? Offering his hand to shake, leather gloves donned on both hands. "Hayakawa Aki. Good meeting you, Mukuro."
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Though he seems normal enough from the look of him. Mukuro toys with the hem of the coat over his shoulders. Just a poor, normal teenager without even shoes to his name in a big scary city that demands sexual favors in exchange for... whatever it is that they decide to write in a contract, he supposes.
"Kokuyo is a small city. I'm surprised someone so well dressed as been there." Though the tennis shoes are an interesting choice with a full suit.
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The more they engaged with each other, the more Aki assumed wrongly that this teenager was in fact, just some poor, normal kid that was probably going to be taken advantage of by many of the nastier folk that dwelled here. He had to keep telling himself it was none of his business, he shouldn't get involved. And yet...
"Well dressed?" He'd never thought about it before. It was just his uniform, though compared to most other people here on the train, Aki did look a little more professional and well-dressed, didn't he? The shoes were worn for a good reason! It's hard to run, fight and spring around with dress shoes on y'know!?
"Yea, it was quite the quant little City. The Devil sighting turned out to be nothing though, so I didn't get to stay long."