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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 it's true, so far none of this has been bad too the point that he's willing to say no.
By Leon's reaction, it's obvious he'd had no idea that he'd been wearing a shock collar. He falls forward slightly as he instinctively grabs at the collar and goes down onto one elbow, his moan of pain bordering on something suspiciously lewd.
He grunts as the pain subsides, still feeling the sting on the side of his neck.
"What the fuck. Give me that," His demand that the button is handed over is cut short when it's pressed again. And, once again, he doubles over moaning, the current of electricity making his muscles go taut. Ending up practically curled at Joker's feet, he starts to feel around for how to take the damn thing off but his fingertips are tingling and not quite cooperating.
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"There, now," he praises quietly, smiling down at the dog at his feet. "That's a good boy. You see how nice it feels to be corrected? To know that even a useless, stupid mutt like yourself can still prove himself worthy of attention, every once in a while?"
He crouches beside the dog and, with loving care, begins to scratch behind the pup's ear. "Now: as soon as you can speak again, I want you to say, 'Thank you, Sir, for correcting me.' If you can manage that, I'll give you a treat. And if not, well..." He gives the remote a little waggle. "I suppose you'll get a treat of a different sort."
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Instinct kicks in when a hand reaches out toward his face, turning slightly and flinching. A scratch behind the ear? Leon gives him a look of pure hatred but doesn't pull away.
"Thank you, Sir... for correcting me," He grounds out every syllable between gritted teeth, imagining how satisfying it would be to knee him in the face.
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How many times, after all, has he seen a very similar reaction from someone with a gun to their head? Apply the right leverage – the threat of pain, the threat of harm to a loved one, the threat of one's brains all over a glossy museum floor – and even the most loathing of targets has a tendency to temporarily turn as obedient as you please.
It never lasts, of course, and the forced obedience typically only serves to heighten the hatred and the need for revenge later on. But that, too, has its pleasures. And in Fido's case, it's possible they may be able to sidestep that portion of the game entirely.
Possible. But by no means guaranteed. And isn't that half the fun, folks?
"There we are." Joker's voice is all warmth now, soothing and almost affectionate. "Beautifully done."
And, noticing that Fido doesn't pull away, he runs his fingers slowly but briefly up through the dog's hair, brushing it back from Fido's face with a touch that suggests they're lovers rather than antagonists. A couple of inches from the scalp, he gives a light tug, then releases him entirely.
"Which means, I think, that a reward is in order."
He leans in closer, so that his lips are right beside the pup's ear. His voice drops to a murmur, and it's suddenly devoid of all the theatrics and pomp, of all the teasing and smugness. He sounds, for a moment, like just a man, and like one who's been waiting for the right moment to reach out to an ally. "Now I can say you've responded to training. Get you out of this fucking thing."
Then he's all wide smiles again, rocking back onto his heels as he crouches beside the dog and examines the remote.
"Such a good boy," he coos, the dramatics back in full force. And there's the button he needs: Release.
Joker gives it a press, and the collar pops open.
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The tug to his hair pulls him back and makes his eyes open, lips parting in a soft gasp that is likely lost to everyone except Joker. He narrows his eyes at the man again, fully expecting this 'reward' to be something awful. He even tenses when he presses closer, fighting the urge to either pull away or give the man a firm shove, guards and consequences be damned.
To any onlooker, it may look like he's whispering sweet nothings, or something deliciously filthy, into the submissive's ear. Given the way Leon reacts, the guess would likely be something salacious. Eyes going wide, he immediately turns to study Joker, searching to confirm this isn't just another sick joke. The man is completely serious though and it all seems to click. He'd just been playing the part, all in order to get him out of here, to help him. It made sense and it's all the more believable when the collar is released. Leon quickly jerks it off his neck, still looking stunned... stunned but grateful.
"Thanks," He manages, voice quiet and still sluggish with confusion.
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It's not hard to imagine another, more private scenario. Not unlike this one, but played out in the privacy of his home, and with a more complicated set of instructions and rewards for dear Fido here. No muzzle, perhaps, but a better-voltage collar. No human clothes, for what need has a dog for those? And, of course, much better treats...
Joker pictures Harley spread out, nude, on their sofa, with her pussy offered up at his command for her newest pet's training. Her breath coming in little whimpers, while Fido's good-boy tongue works her clit just the way Daddy said to. And every time he starts to get her too close to the brink, why, Daddy's right there to make him pay for it. A strong jolt here. A hard slap there. And if he really works her right, perhaps a good deal more.
How much might Fido hate and adore that, Joker wonders?
"You did well," he praises, and though his voice is still on-with-the-show, his eyes suggest he means it. "No need to thank me for that."
He rises to his full height again, and extends a hand down to help Fido return to his feet and his humanity.
"May I ask your name?"
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Leon still looks a little confused, suspicious but cautiously optimistic. He's still not sure what to think about all this. His gut instinct is telling him one thing while he's also worked out how Joker's approach actually makes sense in a roundabout way. And, much more troubling but not exactly surprising to him was that, he'd liked some of it. He really needed to get his shit together. This could not turn into his MO.
He still leans away slightly when the hand comes at him... extended to help him up. Right. Okay.
He can't shake how much this feels like making a deal with the devil, despite there not being any offer, just a hand up. He takes it and gets to his feet.
"What? Tired of Fido already?" Yeah, he didn't feel all that comfortable in this situation, so, of course, a bad joke would help, "Leon Kennedy. You?"
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It would be easy enough to snap the control of a man like this one, wouldn't it? To make him beg and obey. To make him despise himself for how much he craved more.
Joker thinks again of Harley. Pictures her legs squeezing shut around Fido's ears as she gets close to the edge, her strong thighs holding his head in place against her pussy even as Joker punishes him for not pulling away. She might enjoy that, too, he thinks. Chasing her pleasure at Fido's expense, when she knows full well how badly Fido needs to be punished. When she knows full well how Joker will punish her, too, for mis-training her pet.
Perhaps he'll have to give this boy an invitation, one of these days.
"I think I prefer you as Leon," Joker lies. "Though there is, I suppose, a time and a place for everything..." He gives a slight shrug, though the touch of hunger in his smile belies the indifference of the gesture. "As for me, why. I'm the Joker, of course." His tone and expression imply that he's just confirming something Leon already knows.
"And, look: I know experiences like this one can take a little getting used to. If you find yourself having any concerns later, any uncomfortable feelings about any of this..." And one brow goes up, very slightly: You know what I mean, don't you, Fido? "Well, I hope you'll feel free to reach out."