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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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Joker's frown deepens, and his gaze slowly shifts from the popsicle to the boy's reflection in the shop window. He takes in the build. The stance.
Then, very slowly, he turns his head and actually looks at the kid.
Here's the thing about Robins: their costumes don't disguise a goddamned thing. Which, in Joker's opinion, says pretty much all one needs to know about Batman's clarity of synapses. If he were serious about protecting them (and Joker believes he is), and he were even remotely sane (which he most assuredly is not), he'd either keep them out of it altogether or at the very least give them a fucking cowl of their own. But no: he sends them trotting out to meet guys like him wearing no more protection than a domino mask.
And so, looking at Kiddo Boy standing here right now, all Joker has to do is imagine the teensiest and tiniest of black masks over his eyes, and voila: it's the little fucker who tried to undo one of his greatest achievements. Alive and well, and right here, ready to rumble in this lovely new world.
The frown slow-morphs into a wide, spreading grin.
"Is that a fact, now."
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He reminds himself that this is a good thing, he has experience with this and he can somewhat handle having the Joker's attention on himself rather than another innocent bystander.
"It is. I can't confirm that the food you've had is drugged but chances are likely if you're feeling strange." The man hasn't confirmed exactly how he's feeling right now though.
"Maybe you should lie down?" God, he hates that smile.
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There are, after all, a great many plucky idiot kids out there. Once upon a time, he was one of them, himself. There are a great many kids, too, who have similarly grating voices. Who say similarly inane things. That doesn't mean they're Bats's boy.
But this one...
Although the closer he gets, the less certain he feels. The kid looks a dead ringer, but he also looks very, very young. Age is harder to tell in the costume, with all its colors and distractions, but the boy in front of him now could pass for thirteen or so, really. Would Bats seriously send a middle schooler after him?
Joker's gaze moves to the tattoo on the boy's neck, and his eyes turn a little more thoughtful, a little less openly murderous. A submissive child. Christ.
Not that children have ever been off limits for him, of course. Few things hit the collective psyche as hard as an attack on a child, and for the guardian of said child? It's a blow they'll never recover from.
But it's also not a thing to do all willy-nilly, especially not with one so young, and especially not here. Joker remembers Batman's warning about the cameras, and part of him can't help but wonder: Was it just to slow me down, when I found his brat?
Possibly. But if Joker's wrong about the boy...
Well. There are other ways to catch a fish. More interesting ones, too.
"What's your name, kid?"
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He knows he's being inspected, his value weighted up against how much amusement he might provide this man and whether he's worth the effort. He had no idea that the Joker would have so effortlessly clocked him for a Bird or that his own baby face is throwing doubt right now.
"Anthony," falls from Tim's lips when he's asked. Not a lie that will last at all but he can't bring himself to give Joker his name. Even Alvin Draper seems off-limits right now and something new needs to be concocted.
"Can I ask yours?"
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And what this kid's doing? That's not normal, friends.
He watches the boy not only stubbornly hold his ground, but also deliberately make and hold eye contact. It feels like the equivalent of a tiny lap puppy looking up at a junkyard Doberman and baring its little teeth.
No, that's not normal at all.
"Anthony. Hm." Completely ignoring the returned question, Joker pulls out his device and heads to the contacts menu. "Anthony what? I'd like to add you, if you don't mind. Since you've been so very, very helpful."
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"I do mind actually. We haven't actually spoken for very long and I've been advised against sharing too much with strange Dominants." Not strangers, strange Dominants in particular which Joker definitely falls under.
"Especially since you haven't given me your name." He's being too confrontational, he knows it but Joker still brings out anger in him.
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"Oh, but you know who I am, don't you, 'Tony'?" One corner of his smile goes higher, and his eyes are as cold as a lizard's. "Or you would, at any rate, if you let me add you. Correct me if I'm wrong, but it does tell you the name of the person sending you the request. Does it not?"
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"I'm sure we will run into each other once more on the network or out in Duplicity. This isn't that big a city. Now perhaps you should go rest and let the food's affects wear off."
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Joker allows himself the briefest of pauses, perhaps two or three seconds' worth of smirking, in which to consider his options.
He could kill the kid now. This would be, in many ways, the cleanest and simplest option. He's reasonably certain this pushy, odd little brat is the pushy, odd little brat, the one who has a whole lot more coming to him than a simple bullet to the brainpan. But he's not completely certain.
Clearly, 'Anthony' is a fake name. Clearly, this kid is a reasonably practiced, but not yet expert, liar. And clearly, someone has, at some point, stripped him of any and all natural self-preservation instincts.
The look is right, mostly. The height, build, stance, and voice are all right. But that age...
Joker thinks of Bats, and of how different the rules seem here. Of what's likely to happen if he opens up this kid's skull right here and now, versus the possibilities if he allows things to play out a bit.
One path is obviously more interesting than the other.
And so he gives the boy a knowing wink instead of a bullet. "All right, kid. We'll play it your way."
He shows his hands – no weapons, look at that! – and lets his tone carry all of his amusement, all of his pleasure at what's to come. "I'll go have that rest. And you, you'd better run on home to your old man, now. No telling what a nice boy like you might come across, if you keep wandering around out here."