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TDM #43
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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 full heat of Summer is in full swing, but there is a pleasant breeze that comes off the sea, bringing with it much needed relief from the warmth of the sun. |
 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: random kink, behavioral modification) The oppressive heat of summer eases its grip on Duplicity with a cool breeze blowing in from the sea. A soothing wind rushes through the Up and the Down, bringing a blanket of cool that should help chill any hot tempers spiking around the new requirements for local businesses. While wet t-shirt contests and flashy pool parties start to wind down, people find the weather more agreeable and spend more and more time outdoors. Orientation adjusts accordingly, with LIEs deciding to use the weather to their advantage when it seems like people just can't seem to stay indoors for long. The basics of Orientation still happen at the Center, but they decide to incorporate a little outside time and arts and crafts into the mix. Characters will find themselves paired with someone of the opposite designation for a quick but fun bonding activity: kite-building and kite flying. Pairs are given a somewhat unhinged instruction sheet, a set of curated crafting materials, and one hour to build a Compatibility Kite. Most of the materials are basic and typical for simple kite making, but some of them may raise eyebrows: silk fabric, bold red ribbons, black lace… Meanwhile, the instructions for both building and flying the kite are vague, but oddly intimate: Hold tension while knotting., Maintain eye contact and hold your partner steady., Position your body behind your partner for better reach... While the design of the kite is completely up to the participants, LIEs does provide one requirement. Pairs are asked to choose one from several lively colored kite tails to tie to each completed kite. Each one has a single word printed in bold, glimmering text, such as: OBEDIENCE, PRAISE, CONTROL, EDGE, ROPE, PATIENCE, PASSION, SLEEP, CONTRITION, FAITH, SPICE, and more. There's no explanation as to what these mean or how they must be chosen, just that one word should be tied to their project. After an hour, all characters are brought outside, onto a bus, and to Chicanery Beach. Under the watchful eye of LIES staff who keep their distance from the shoreline, everyone gets to let their kites fly! Getting one up into the air is a two-person job, so work together and get it up into the sky without crashing into others. Hopefully it works, because anyone who can't seem to get it up or crash a little too soon will be given strict notice to attend Orientation all over again. Those whose kites successfully sail into the sky will get a check on their names. But as the words on the kite tails unfurl and flutter through the wind, characters will find themselves imbued with the desire and drive to embody or put the trait on their kite into practice: with their partner, or with anyone they may next encounter. This desire lingers past sunset and can last well over a week until one isn't sure if it's an artificial influence or something they'd truly wanted all this time. |
 (cw: pheromones, scents, stalking, dub-con, exhibitionism, breeding kink, stuffing, size kink, sexual exhaustion, rough sex, gags, biting, marking) The winds persist throughout the summer, and they bring more than just the scent of salt and sunscreen through the air. As July makes its way into August, a very subtle change descends on everyone: for an indiscernible reason, everyone's pheromones seem to surge, and everyone will look irresistibly attractive. For those with the senses and skills to pick it up, it will be as if characters exude a different aura entirely, just begging to be bred or fucked. For others who can't tell - it manifests instead as distinct, vaguely familiar and very attractive scents that carry over the wind. Characters will have one or two scents that are most obvious and most irresistible to them. Catching just a whiff of these scents will have them follow their trails all over the Up and the Down until they find who is waiting at the source, someone they will feel the need to throw themselves at. But since people don't know what scent they themselves are giving off, they may not even know why they're being pursued even if they can tell that someone has been following them. Unbeknownst to everyone, certain scents will have specific influences that take effect on either (or both!) person once they finally meet. - Cinnamon: The need to fuck them in front of a mirror or a window, or anywhere that their reflection can be seenActing on the influence at least once will satisfy the need… for a time. The scents can always rile a person up all over again. Maybe a perfume or an artificial scent will mask them, at least for a while, but soon the pheromones will overpower any attempts to hide them. |
 (cw: personality shift, behavior modification, dom/sub behaviors) A new trend makes its way to Duplicity's native shopkeepers and citizens alike in the Up and Down: wind chimes to hang up on their patios, windows, and balconies. The chimes are black and white in design, many of them sporting artful swirls and spirals that clink and ring in the wind. There doesn’t seem to be anything dubious about the chimes upon first glance, but the more one hears them, the more their effects become apparent. While not everyone seems affected, those who are susceptible to the bell-like sounds will find that the larger, lower frequency chimes amplify a person’s worst trait while the smaller, higher frequency wind chimes do the opposite, amplifying an individual’s best personality trait instead. However, unbeknownst to anyone, some of the chimes are dupes (hah) smuggled in from the neighbouring city of Insincerity, the black and white spiral motifs seeming to move and swirl even when they remain still. Their effects are a little different, as they cause Dominants to act subservient and Submissives to act haughty and demanding of their betters. All these effects are short-lived and last no more than an hour. But considering the prevalence of the chimes throughout the city, the potential for erratic personalities is increased tenfold. More alarmingly, it seems that no one is safe from the effects of the twisted contraband chimes. People - LIERs and natives alike - who act out of designation may be approached by LIES or SIN guards with stern warnings or threats of taking them to Realignment at the SLUT Center, and they take any explanation in good faith. |
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So, what's happening?UP AND AWAY
FOLLOW YOUR NOSE
NOTES ON THE WIND
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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: If your character prefers grand gestures, they are a Submissive. If your character prefers small surprises, they are a Dominant. 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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"Tch-!" The guy got in his face, Hayato was going to bring him in closer.
Of course, he can't stay standing if Levi is yanking him to his knees. He blocks his face when the other bites at him and tumbles back, trying to keep the other from hitting him. Levi instead sits up, straddling him, and the Italian groans.
"Get off!"
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As he was told to get off, Levi momentarily came to his senses. There was a quick look on his face, a flash across his expression like he was mortified, though it didn't last long, and soon enough, he was frowning and scowling like he always was.
Levi got up when he was asked to, but he did so in a way that had him practically stepping on and over the fallen Italian. Standing there above him now, a foot on either side of his hips, as he actually offered him an extended hand to aid him. "Something's wrong with me...Or something's wrong with you." He groaned, pulling his ascott out from his shirt and using it to cover his nose with. "Aren't you smelling that? It's sickeningly strong."
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"Yeah? I'm fine. Appreciate the concern." He moves to stand up, but this time so he can get to his desk, to grab his device. Hayato sniffs the air, not noticing anything different.
"No. Maybe you were exposed to something. Sit down." He points to a chair and grabs a cup of water for the other. "Here. Drink."
Not that this guy is his responsibility, but Hayato's a kind Dominant LIEr, and he deals with plenty of aggressive people in his line of work. He looks Levi over.
"I don't recognize you."
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Keeping his ascot covering his mouth, he took the offered seat. Slowly, he lowered the fabric, if only to take a sip of the water. "Thanks," Levi muttered under his breath, ever watching Gokudera's movements.
"What do you mean exposed to something? Are they experimenting on the people here?" It wasn't a far-fetched assumption, all things considered. "No, I don't recognise you either. Levi." He offered his name, taking another drink as the smell started to build up again like a cloud of pollen around him. "I only just arrived, but I'm not planning on staying long... If I can help it."
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He’s not making any moves to do anything that Levi would need to keep a close eye on him for. There’s no way he’s going to do much with this guy around.
“Sure. Giving people drugs, gassing them, feeding them random things that makes them horny. Nothing new in this place…” so maybe Levi isn’t usually one to burst in on a business and start assaulting the owner. Hayato nods, “I’m Gokudera. You ever find a way out of here, then consider yourself lucky.”
He can smell a slight musk, but it’s not overpowering or even bothersome.
“Look, Levi. You can sit here and cool down, then go about your day and we can pretend you didn’t try to hit me and bite me or whatever. Or you can help me throw out the unsalvageable stuff from the rage rooms and tell me about yourself. What’ll it be?”
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He doesn't want to be a hindrance, it's not how he is, but then again, this is the first place he's been drawn to, the first person he's interacted with that he didn't have to.
"Tch, same shit, different world then." No, Levi is usually too busy being humanity's strongest soldier; he doesn't have time to hassle people for no good reason. believe it or not, he's actually got a huge heart under all that frowning and sneering.
Really? The scent isn't strong or sickening to Gokudera? Huh, maybe because the Heichou was new, didn't have a tolerance for whatever drugs had gotten into his system yet.
Normally, he would only take or accept orders from his Commander, Erwin, but he did have a thing about mess and uncleanliness... Glancing around at the rubble and carnage, he sighed deeply and set his water down before uncrossing his legs and pushing up to a stand. "You got a broom I can use?"
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He doesn’t know anything about Levi except his name and that he’s scrappy, or else seems to be to come in and start shit. Hayato is understanding when it comes to new arrivals, but that doesn’t justify how the shorter man conducted himself.
Perhaps he can handle the smell because he is the source of it.
“Yeah, it’s beside the dust pan to your left.” Hayato puts a thick pair of gloves on, then moves back to the recently raged-in room so he can start picking up broken scrap and tossing it into a rolling garbage bin.
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His attire was probably a little on the strange side, off-white tunic and creamy white, skintight pants with belts, buckles, and straps covering most of his legs and up along his torso.
Taking the broom, he started without being instructed, taking the liberty of cleaning around Gokudera as he worked, kicking up larger debris and sending it flying towards the bin with a flair and flavour that screamed he was used to fighting.
"You called this place a rage room?" Missing the point of what this place was, Levi decided that trying to make conversation while he worked would help him ignore the smell that was coming off of the other. "What reason do you have to want to know more about me?"
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“Be mindful in case anyone walks in. You clean like that, and no one will want to make a mess.” And they kind of… reward messes at Home Base.
“Yeah. It’s a place people can use to vent out their anger.” He explains and then starts sorting out items that are salvageable from the busted trash.
“You’re stuck here like every other LIEr. It’s better to get to know people on my own terms instead of having them believe whatever the city says.”
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He didn't much care for being told what to do, though, and glared when he was asked to be mindful. "Do you want my help or not?" The words coming out colder than he meant them too, he just wasn't very good with talking to people.
Still, he stopped kicking the rubbish into the bin and instead picked it up, walking over to the taller male and holding it out to him. "This any good? Or should I toss it?" As he came into proximity with Gokudera again, Levi's mouth started to water, his chest heaved a few beats too fast as the urge to pin him against the wall and-- "Ugh you stink... Can't you smell that? It's so strong..." Leaning in and sniffing them before shaking his head, fighting it off and pulling back away.
No. No, he couldn't let himself be taken over by whatever it was they had drugged him with. Though the more he resisted, the harder it got. "I'm a Captain of the Scouting Legion. I lead my own special squad serving land outside the Walls and taking down the Titans that threaten to wipe us humans off the face of the earth." He says it all so casually. "What about you?"
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He’s never been good at holding back, and the other moving into his space gets Hayato defensive and tense.
Of all the remarks he could have prepared himself for, a comment on his odor has his jaw dropping. He’s offended, and shuts his mouth, opens it, closes it, then opens the top of his coveralls to smell himself to check he’s clean.
Little else greets him aside from his cologne: a spicy citrus blend that was gifted to him from Artemis.
“Rrrr, What the fuck makes you think I want to tell you about myself, Eh?!” His ears are burning up in embarrassment. Hayato doesn’t stink, and he’s getting ridiculously worked up over it.
Which is perhaps making the scent that was lingering about him come off much stronger, and the top of his boiler suit is open, further airing out that pungent aroma. Hayato is clueless, nose-blind to his regular musk, but he’s offended, short-fused, and oddly aroused.
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Likewise, Levi needed his Commander to hold his leash and muzzle him, because when left to his own devices, he was more confrontational and pig-headed than ever.
Levi smirks a little, then, before his usual frown dips back across his brow. "You look like a fish, gasping like that. I'm amused." He finally said, but not before tipping his head and looking the other over, far too close to his face for comfort.
"You said it yourself, getting to know each other with the powers that be get involved. I've told you everything there is to know about me, whereas you've given me fuck all to go off." It was harder now to ignore the scent, now that Gokudera's boiler suit was open at the throat. Sweeping around them, Levi circled Gokudera, his cold, glass-like, steely blue-grey eyes scanning him up and down, from head to toe.
Behind him, Levi pushed the handle of the broom between the Italian's legs, slowly tracing it up from ankle to inner thigh, while taking hold of the back of their arm and giving it a yank so that Gokudera might bend a little closer to Levi's height so that he could talk low and slowly into his ear. "I think you ought to ask me to leave... I'm finding it nearly impossible to ignore you... There's something about you... Something that drew me here... I can feel it... Under my skin... In my blood..." Pausing for a moment, he let the length of the broom handle push under the weight of their bulge, lifting it up with a little bounce. "Or I can stay, and we can start over... But I'll need to bathe... Get rid of that stench before I lose my damn mind."
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"You're being fucking rude!" Hayato barks back when the other mentions how he'd looked like a fish. He has half a mind to hit this guy, but instead watches him.
And maybe he should have hit him, because then he wouldn't be molested by his own broom handle in one of the rage rooms, where no one can hear them scream, fight, or fuck.
"That's all there is to know about you?" Hayato scoffs.
He spreads his legs some so that he doesn't get hurt, and he groans at the way his genitals are bounced. "Start over. Take the fucking bath later, but you'll feel better if you just... get it out of your system now." The way the other feels, whatever it is that's drawing him in won't be washed away. Hayato's would confidently assume that it needs to be fucked out of him. To get that odor replaced by the smell of sex.
Maybe helping this man wreck him will help them get along better... maybe it will improve this rotten first-impression.
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"I was stating a fact." Not his fault, Gokudera gets bent out of shape with the way he says it. (No, no, it is precisely his fault; Levi's default is dickish.)
Had he hit him, there was no telling how this would have gone. Levi isn't shy of fighting, and he's used to taking on Titans of up to 60 meters tall, but he doesn't want to fight Gokudera... He wants to fuck him, he just doesn't know it yet.
"That's what I said, didn't I?" No, there's a lot more to Levi than that; he's just a very closed-book kind of person
Get it out of his system? The words spin around in Levi's head. Had he really succumbed to something this City drugged him with? Gokudera had no reason to lie, so... "Alright then." With that said, Levi dropped the broom on the floor between the others' legs, hand grabbing their hips instead and spinning them around to face the smaller male. Levi was strong for his size, pushing the taller, younger male with ease until they were moved to buckle and sit upon whatever was behind them. A look in Levi's eyes of determination and heated arousal.
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But no, he has to deal with this bossy pipsqueak.
He scoffs but does little more than follow the way the other moves to push and turn him so he's sitting down on top of a large CRT TV. Hayato moves easily, not needing any of the force it seems Levi is want to exert on him.
"I aint got all day," Hayato grumbles.