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TDM #41
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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. Submissives are provided with a plain black pleather collar to wear and Dominants are given bracelets made of the same black pleather. The simple design is an immediate visual indicator that they have not yet signed a contract and they will be informed that more elaborate or personalized styles are a privilege reserved for those who do. Enjoy your free time until Orientation! Participation is mandatory for all new and past arrivals. The first hints of spring are in the air. Large piles of snow still linger, but precipitation has turned to rain and the breeze gets a little warmer every day. It's time to swap out wool coats for umbrellas and turtlenecks for tea dresses! |
 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: cockwarming, lap sitting, frottage, edging, public sexual acts, public displays, public transport) Far too many people can’t seem to follow directions. Reading a map shouldn’t be that hard, so LIES has taken it upon themselves to update their usual city tour to refresh newcomers and graduates alike. This month’s orientation includes a more in-depth tour than the usual train ride, coupling it with bus routes that lead groups through various stations and stops that show off some of the city’s most notable landmarks. To your left you will see Fiddler's Square, and over on the right you will see the greenhouse, opened just last year. Enjoy this drive along the coast! The beach looks lovely and the lighthouse stands proud and watchful, but the city recommends against visiting either one. Isn't the business district much lovelier, with all the fancy hotels and lively dance clubs? Dominants and Submissives both new and old are required to take or give the tour at least once, depending on how long they have been in the city. Those who have lived in the city for over six months will find themselves given maps to follow and brochures that describe various places in town; they are paired with newcomers who haven't been here quite as long, and are still learning what the city has to offer them. Whether a tour guide or a member of the tour group, Dominants will be given priority seating, while Submissives are expected to either kneel at their feet, sit on their laps, or even stay standing in trains and buses that, curiously, are always packed. Everyone’s taking these tours, so it's no wonder these carriages are so crowded. Something strange happens on these tours, though. It starts small and faint, but the longer you spend in these crowded buses and trains, the hotter you feel - and the people surrounding you look more and more attractive. But this is Duplicity, and no one will bat an eye if the Submissive on a Dominant’s lap starts humping them in front of everyone else… After all, it seems like everyone else is already also doing the same. The strange part? No one can get off. No matter how far you take it, or how long you try to climax - you just can't. No one can. No one's getting off on this tour, not until the bus or train makes it to each pre-planned stop. Please mind the gap as you disembark, and try not to come all over the concrete the minute you step out of the vehicle! |
 (cw: randomized kinks, exhibitionism, transactional sex) The tours aren't all about sex on the go. While the tour guides are given maps and brochures to study up on, the tour-takers are given little stamp cards and instructions to complete a fun stamp rally. Visiting each of the locations on your card can get you an adorable stamp, and completing the stamps will get you a fun and useful prize! Participating locations include: ▪️ The Aquarium ▪️ The Library ▪️ Cupid's Castle ▪️ PUSSY Academy ▪️ The Obelisk ▪️ Riddler's Square ...and more! Every card is different, and will take you all around the Up and the Down. The catch - you don't get a stamp until you use your device to scan an official code found in stamp stands at each stop. Doing so brings up a pose to be done with at least one other person. Make sure to pose quickly, a camera somewhere in the area will flash in a few moments to take your photo. Some photos are fairly straightforward - a kiss to the cheek, or a slap to the ass. Others are a bit more involved - giving a blowjob, or getting pegged. Don't complain, some unlucky people might get something convoluted (can anyone truly bend that way? Time to find out!). You get unlimited tries to take the perfect picture - so if you don't manage it the first time, simply scan again and strike another pose. Unfortunately the pose won't change with any additional scans, so make sure to do your best with what you’ve been given! Completed stamp cards can be exchanged at the Orientation Center for a loaded money pass! Particularly valuable to Submissives (uncontracted ones, or ones who want to buy things by themselves), money passes are honored all over the city, and can be used to purchase necessities without a Dominant’s signature. The pass is valid for a whole month, and has enough to cover a month’s worth of decent warm meals, a few indulgences, and maybe some appropriate clothes for the season. Buy whatever you need to impress the Dominant of your dreams and secure a contract that suits your needs. |
 (cw: clothes play, optional crossdressing, optional transactional sex, public sex, mirror sex, exhibitionism) In a bid to attract new customers, the boutique Delicate Desires has partnered with LIES to advertise their shops as a one-stop-shop for new arrivals to get their hands on necessities they’ll need to make their lives easier and more enriched. With every completed stamp card, Submissives will also receive a coupon for 40% off anything in the store. Get a frilly, lacy outfit for every occasion! If you don’t have any cash or failed to complete your stamp card - don’t fret! Find another Submissive who is willing to spend money on you from their own pass, or find a Dominant to spoil you - with the outfit being one of their choice, of course. There are changing rooms available for customers to try on outfits and one may find that when they look at themselves in the mirrors of the store, their self-confidence spikes. It doesn’t matter how good or bad they may objectively look, they’ll feel like the hottest person to ever grace Duplicity’s streets. If said boost in confidence comes with feeling hot and bothered, well, the clerks won’t mind if the rooms are used for a quickie, so long as you’re, well, quick about it. They're expecting a lot of customers! A competing store next door, Allure & Adorn, has decided to use this opportunity to try and lure customers into their own shop, boasting that their clothes are just as good - if not better! - than the ones offered next door. They will also accept the money passes that Submissives may have earned during the stamp rally, but their prices are a little less favorable than the boutique's. Their outfits, instead of their mirrors, seem to make those that wear them feel prone to showing off and indulging in exhibitionist activities. No fucking in the changing rooms here though - this store has class! Go out on the streets if you wish to indulge in that sort of behaviour. |
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!! |
V | Cyberpunk 2077 | Submissive
STAMP AND GO
NETWORK| UN: NOMAD
Network | UN: Incarnate
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Guards can be zeroed but the consequences are tailored to fuck you up specifically if you get caught
Dom or sub?
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I enjoy a challenge. But I'm also not stupid. [ They kidnapped Ashu too easily, neutralized him as if he were an amateur. A part of him remains disturbed as to what means for his skills. The other can't help but admire the elegance of their operation, what a boon it'd be for his line of work. ]
Nchow. Sub. Meaningless.
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Meaningless? That's a jump. Used to always being in control or something?
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Used to not giving a shit about Cyrod concepts. Who likes to take it and who likes to give it. Whether it makes you more or less of a man. Such obsession with neat little boxes, all labeled in binaries, perfect and pure. Boring. Life is messy. So is sex.
I thank Azura for making me a Dunmer.
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What? What's giving or taking got to do with being a man?
What's a dunmer?
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Dark elf. The natives of Morrowind, our land. I'd say 'our' people too but I was born an ashlander, tribes who kept the old ways and are hated for it. House Dunmer hate my guts.
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Ain't like that now. Uh now where I'm from I guess. There's still boxes but it ain't those ones people give a shit about
Never met an elf before. So old ways like you explained with people being weird about gender?
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[ The word 'gender' itself is so Imperial, but he'll let it go for the sake of argument. ] About gender, about murder, about what gods to worship. The Altmer, high elves, believe our realm is imperfect and thus must we remade. We Dunmer believe the imperfections are the point. They sharpen us, help us transcend. Without struggle, life is meaningless. "Know that battle is a blessing. Know that death is an eventuality."
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Altmer sound like they got their heads shoved too far up their asses. Perfection is overrated anyway
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[ He likes this guy already. ] The piss elves think they've invented everything, that the sun shines out of their arse. They don't understand that perfection is boring. That it has no possibility because it cannot change. The Doom Drum understood that, which is why he ripped out his heart and threw into our province, not theirs. Red Mountain is ours.
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You kinda write like a poem. Sorta intense. Doom Drum sounds preem though. We talking literal or figurative cuz if I learned anything here last time it's that people are being literal a lot more than I figured
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I hung around one for too long. [ Two, technically. ] Lorkhan, the Missing God, Spirit of Man, Sower of Flesh. The best poems are both, sera. I have looked upon the heart.
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The offer for dinner is genuine without it being foreplay by the way. City's not the most welcoming to subs but I remember a few tricks from last time if you ever find yourself hungry before you get a contract
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I accept. I know nothing of this realm's foodstuffs, and good conversation is hard to find anywhere. Consider this foreplay by the way. [ You miss 100% of the shots you don't take. ]
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Preem. Ain't busy now if you're hungry
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Where are you? Show me a landmark. I'll find you.
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He's broad in a way that sometimes can look intimidating, but he works hard not to take up more space than is fair. That he is a walking murder machine is purely by coincidence, and he quirks a warm smile when he thinks he spots his newfound acquaintance. He's not met a dark elf before, but he doesn't seem to miss a beat. He's used to seeing all kinds of body modifications in Night City, and he's hardly a perfect example of a fully organic human being. Different doesn't faze him.
"Quicker than I figured you'd be. Nothin' moves faster than an empty stomach."
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Metal embedded in bone and sinew? Transcendence of the flesh. He might not understand the specifics—why does it seem to glow?—but he understands the rationale implicitly.
Lives it too.
"Don't insult me, n'wah," he hisses, readjusting the bug-like plating of the oversized, spiky pauldron attached to his left shoulder. "Cities are my hunting grounds too." No one looks up, ever. It's often so much easier to travel vertically than horizontally. His tone warms, despite his voice sounding gravelly, tries for friendlier remembering their previous cheer. "But why not enjoy the guiding light Azura gifts me today?" His eyes linger on V's form, between his pectorals, teeth pressing on his lip ring without shame.
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V's grin tugs brighter, expression soon shifting into something verging on conspiratorial with little notice. He knows when he's being assessed and certainly isn't shy about his body, more than interested in the other man too and returning the look. His optics fix on the way his new friend plays with the lip ring. Fuck. Problem is, he finds himself drawn to prickly people more often than not. Maybe more of Johnny rubbed off on him than he's really come to terms with. The pang of inconsolable melancholy briefly derails him, but he forces himself back into line.
"Promised ya dinner 'fore I whisper those insults sweetly instead."
Seems only fair he follow through on the promise of food before contemplating how much he'd like to unwrap the man like a gift. Of course, he doesn't have a Dominant but he has been busy filling up his stamp card. Enough that it's netted him a money pass that he's planning on using for the here and now.
"There's food stalls down there," he nods towards an alley between buildings that looks pretty shady, all told, but he's heard the food is actually worth the effort. Besides, there's not much he's worried about when it comes to getting jumped. And he's streetwise enough that even leading the way he's consistently vigilant of their surroundings.
"What's ya name, anyway? Guessin' it's not Incarnate."
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Now thrice-proven he can afford the wait. To stalk and savor.
The food stalls don't carry the sort of meat he's thinking of savoring at the moment, but their open air nature bodes well—it's much harder to poison foods in plain view, and their quality can be assessed at a quick glance. Meat is meat no matter the realm, sugary glaze and crispy, golden skin skewered onto wooden sticks reminiscent of the ubiquitous chicken. How the Imperials love that feathered menace. Not as good as guar or kagouti, but cheap, bearable and—Mephala forgive him—even delicious if cooked right.
His stomach growls in anticipation. Being pumped full of chemicals then forced to fuck had done wonders for his appetite. Ravenous, but a mer must have some pride.
Of course it's 'incarnate'. Better than 'godkiller' or, worse, Nerever. "Ashu," he answers easily, hooking an arm around one of V's massive biceps, coquettish. He doesn't want to think about such nonsense at the moment. Leave Vvardenfell where it belongs, back in Tamriel. "Come on. I'm starving."
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"I'm V," he offers without request, optics flicking to the food on offer and his mouth watering in response. Thing with real meat is it's still unfamiliar to his palette, mostly. It's as unfamiliar to his stomach, but he's got enough cyberware beneath his skin that any gripes at the unfamiliar proteins aren't something he has to deal with.
He doesn't so much wander as lets his nose guide him, stopping in front of a stall that boasts wings hot enough to 'blow your heads off'. Plural. He snorts as the meaning fully lands.
Whatever the reception might have been before the city-issued money pass, the vendor doesn't immediately turn away two obvious Submissives looking over the food on offer.
"Gonna try this. Spicy's the kinda fun 'm here for."
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