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TDM #43


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« « « ALL ON DISPLAY


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.



» » » ALL ABOARD




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.



« « « UP AND AWAY



(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.



» » » FOLLOW YOUR NOSE


(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 seen
- Vanilla: A desire to fill or be filled up by your partner - with cum or with toys or items of increasing sizes - until they can't take any more
- Candy: A surge of increased stamina, enough to drive the other into sexual exhaustion
- Musk: An instinct to have rough, animalistic sex that leaves the other bruised, bedraggled, or even bleeding
- Lavender: A desire to pamper, groom or worship one’s partner
- Citrus: A desire to keep one's partner quiet all through sex
- Rose: A desire for something slow and patient, no matter how quickly one's partner wants to get things done
- The scent of your character’s favorite food: An irresistible instinct to bite and leave marks all over the other where others can see, and/or to give oral sex until they're satisfied
Acting 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.




« « « NOTES ON THE WIND


(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.



» » » TLDR


So, what's happening?
UP AND AWAY

- Orientation involves kite-building and kite flying.
- Kite building must be done with a partner.
- Craft materials and instructions are provided, but some are oddly suggestive.
- Every kite must have a word tied to it. These are one-word traits such as OBEDIENCE, CONTROL, PRAISE, SPICE, etc.
- All kites should be completed within one hour.
- Kites will be tested on the beach. Failure to get it up means attending Orientation again.
- Kites that fly result in embodying the trait that is tied to the kite.

FOLLOW YOUR NOSE

- Everyone's pheromones are increased as summer starts to wind down.
- To some, the pheromones simply manifest as an increased attractiveness/people look like they are begging to be bred or fucked.
- To others, the pheromones manifest in strong scents carried by the wind.
- People feel compelled to follow the scents all over the Up and the Down.
Some scents have specific effects on either one or both characters.
    - Cinnamon: The need to fuck them in front of their reflection
    - Vanilla: A desire to fill or be filled up by your partner - with cum or with toys or items of increasing sizes - until they can't take any more
    - Candy: A surge of increased stamina to drive the other into sexual exhaustion
    - Musk: An instinct to have rough, animalistic sex
    - Lavender: A desire to pamper, groom or worship one’s partner
    - Citrus: A desire to keep one's partner quiet all through sex
    - Rose: A desire for something slow and patient
    - The scent of your character’s favorite food: An instinct to bite/leave marks where others can see, and/or to give oral sex.
- Scent effects fade after they are acted on at least once.

NOTES ON THE WIND

- A new trend spreads throughout the city: black and white wind chimes.
- The sound of the chimes may have effects on those who hear them.
- Large, low-frequency chimes amplify a character's worst trait.
- Small, high-frequency chimes amplify a character's most positive trait.
- Some chimes are contraband from Insincerity; these have swirling designs that seem to move.
- Contraband chimes have a different effect: Dominants act more subservient and Submissives become more demanding.
- LIES staff and SIN guards remain on the lookout for anyone acting out of designation and won't take any explanation on good faith.




» » » MOD & OOC NOTES



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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leg_with_heart: (Calculating)

Hunk Garrett | Voltron: Legendary Defender | Dominant

[personal profile] leg_with_heart 2025-07-12 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
All On Display

As those enthusiastic and mildly uncanny faces descend upon him, Hunk feels an overwhelming sense of dread... and deja vu.

A little on edge, he doesn't hesitate to be vocally combative, asking questions like can you please not take my clothes off, where are you taking me, what are you gonna do with that thing, and perhaps most importantly, where am I, and being met with little to no response. For some reason, he isn't as terrified as he believes he should be; deep down, he knows the answers to the questions he's asking.

As he's finally ushered outside, the warm breeze caressing his bare skin through the opening in his paper gown not going completely unnoticed, he glances down at the device they placed in his hand. He can almost feel the muscle memory returning as he wraps his fingers around it. But it takes a moment for him to register something that seems a little different.

"Whoa, what the -- wait a second, is that..." a bracelet-like cuff on his wrist? He reaches up to grasp at his neck only to find it bare, and then his eyes slowly return to the strip of faux leather on his arm.

"I guess that's... not not a good thing..."


Up And Away

Hunk peers down at the materials he and his partner were given, and for the first time since arriving, he feels somewhat optimistic. Kite construction is more or less child's play for an engineer, and as a result, he hardly even considers looking at the instructions.

He picks up a few of the dowels and leans over toward the person he'd been paired with. "At least this part doesn't seem too hard, right? Have you ever made one of these before?"

[Open to obedience, praise, edge, patience, passion and spice. Feel free to suggest something miscellaneous!]


Follow Your Nose

It feels like forever since he'd had a decent meal, and Hunk is, understandably, feeling quite peckish. [Understatement of the year.] Since he more or less just arrived, he finds himself looking for one of those hole-in-the-wall joints that you know has amazing food, when he catches a whiff of wildly irresistible and nostalgic baked goods. Strangely enough, he only notices it as a passerby crosses his path.

He does an about-face to fall into lock step with the passing figure he suspects just came from a quality bakery.

"Hey! Did you just get banana cake from somewhere?"

[Open to any and all of the scents!]


[OOC: It's been 84 years... Hunk's been here before, but it's been so long that things are still coming back to him and me! I'm open to all CR, old and new. Feel free to ping me at [plurk.com profile] LexieB!]
willing_sheath: (final count)

Up And Away

[personal profile] willing_sheath 2025-07-13 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
This was Tomoe's 76th orientation. She was long past the point of running on auto pilot through these activities and it had been a long long time since anything had made her pause.

Seeing a long-lost face in the crowd certainly did that. It had been at least four years since she'd seen him and her heart jumped up into her throat, and although she wanted to run up and throw her arms around him she held back. His designation had changed--she could see the lack of collar and submissive mark, and that certainly suggested that he may not remember her. She approaches slowly, waiting for him to see her, and to see if there is any recognition. Before that happens she winds up paired with him for their little craft exercise due to her proximity. Well... that works...

Besides... even if he didn't actually remember her, he would still be the same person, right?

"Not for a very long time," she answers, looking up at him while he fiddles with the materials.

[ooc; I'll let you choose the kite tail!]
leg_with_heart: (In Awe)

Re: Up And Away

[personal profile] leg_with_heart 2025-07-13 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
When they were standing near each other, the sheer height difference between the two of them had made it relatively easy for Hunk not to get a good look at her face. However it should be a lot easier now that they're seated across from one another.

"Me either, but I guess--" he pauses, just having registered that the voice she's speaking to him with is a familiar one. "...it's just like..." He stares, finally studying her features. "...riding a bike."

He's almost sure something in her expression indicates recognition, which gives him toe confidence that he's not just making a blind assumption. He slams his free hand on the table, albeit a bit harder than he'd intended, and leans in toward her.

"I know you!" His voice may sound somewhat accusatory, but his face is colored with immense relief.
willing_sheath: (warm)

[personal profile] willing_sheath 2025-07-16 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
Although she doesn't smile the way others might recognize it, her eyes warm and she huffs a silent 'laugh' at his vehemence as she nods. "Yes..." she answers, feeling her eyes prick slightly. "You do--I'm Tomoe..."
leg_with_heart: (Uh-Oh)

[personal profile] leg_with_heart 2025-07-19 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Tomoe..." the name rolls comfortably off his tongue with precision muscle memory. He leans in closer to her, taking solace in the familiarity of the subtlety of her smile.

"Have you been here this whole time?"
willing_sheath: (warm)

[personal profile] willing_sheath 2025-07-22 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
She nods. "I have..." She frowns slightly. "Do you know how long it's been...? Did time pass for you at home...?"
cutiepower: (o0Wduu6)

[personal profile] cutiepower 2025-07-13 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Banana?" March nearly trips over her own two feet as she gapes at the person who had just caught up with her. Her hands are empty, and there doesn't seem to be anything she could be carrying that would fit a even a slice, let alone and entire cake. Yet that scent still remains in the air. Her hands find her hips as she slows her step to a stop.

"Uhh... no, sorry." And then, under her breath:

"Please don't tell me that stupid monkey meme has made it to this world, too..."
leg_with_heart: (Manly Mechanic)

[personal profile] leg_with_heart 2025-07-13 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Hunk hadn't heard her entire aside, but responds anyway. "No, nothing to do with monkeys. It's just --" He blinks, realizing the unshakeable feeling engulfing his clarity like a low fog. "... a cake my mom used to make back home - are you sure you didn't get a slice from somewhere? Or just finished eating it? Or sat in a bakery that sells it for about forty minutes or so?"

He takes a few exploratory steps toward her, only just now realizing that her hands are indeed empty.
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up and away

[personal profile] umas_second 2025-07-13 05:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Harry just gave the guy a smile, "Never seen a kite before, just seen th'word in books now'n then. Helped rebuild a ship though. If ye tell me wha tae do, I can follow directions."

He liked having a set path. Harry was perfectly capable of functioning on his own, but he'd been Uma's second in command long enough for taking orders to be comfortable and satisfying. With Peter somewhere else, he was willing to give the reins to a new person temporarily. He peered at the mess of dowels and fabric and glanced at the stack of paper, "Ye've made one o'these then?"
leg_with_heart: (Reading Tech)

[personal profile] leg_with_heart 2025-07-13 08:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Hunk's ears perk up at the mention of having built a ship. He hadn't built a spacecraft from start to finish, but he knew enough of the ins and outs regarding the engines, fuel and aerodynamics to get one into the air.

"Oh! Well, it should be pretty easy to figure out." He finally unfolds the instructions that were passed out with the kite materials. He had been hoping to find a picture or diagram, but a little wind is knocked out of his proverbial sails when he sees a lot more than what he was looking for.

"Huh." Hopefully bypassing the more suggestive stuff won't come back to bite them. "So, what kinda ships did you help to rebuild?"
umas_second: (pic#17755200)

[personal profile] umas_second 2025-07-13 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
He watched the guy look at the papers and chuckled softly. Harry hadn't been in the city that long, but he was already wise to most of the kinds of things the various events tried to pull. He leaned on the table and watched the man with a smirk.

"Jus th'one really. She was a three masted square rigger. Most beautiful ship tae sail th'seas. Read somethin ye don't like there?"
leg_with_heart: (Amirite?)

[personal profile] leg_with_heart 2025-07-14 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
Hunk meets his partner's chuckle with his own defeated one. He really has no reason to be surprised by the instruction pamphlet.

"A ship for the sea? I... don't know why I didn't consider that. I've only ever really worked on aerospace mechanics. I get seasick on the ocean. I also get motion sick in a lot of spacecraft. So."

He peers down at the instructions again when the other guy references them. "Most of it, if I'm being honest. But what can you really expect from a place like this?"
umas_second: (pic#17755209)

[personal profile] umas_second 2025-07-14 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Aye. It's th'only way tae sail. Aerospace? Wha's tha?" They didn't have anything like rockets and space travel back home, that Harry new of. Harry grinned at the man when he talked about getting seasick, "Ye'll hev tae come oot on th'ship when I get one. We'll get ye cured o'tha quick enough."

Well, he could make the man suffer until his belly was empty, and after that it usually cleared up until someone ate again, "Aye. This place turns even the most innocent thing intae somethin dirty. Does it actually say anythin useful?"
leg_with_heart: (Broken Tech?)

[personal profile] leg_with_heart 2025-07-14 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
Hunk won't waste an opportunity to nerd out about space, although he isn't nearly as nerdy as Pidge back home. "You make a good point. The best way for a ship to sail is probably if it has sails on it. Aerospace craft can't really sail in space. More like float. Or propel. Or zhooom, y'know?"

He's somewhat amused with the idea of someone actually attempting to cure him of sea sickness. "Many have tried. None have succeeded as much as dramamine. And the Yellow Lion. I almost never get sick aboard Yellow!"

He looks over the instructions and skims it for actual construction information. "Looks like it does actually explain what to do, but using the dirtiest descriptions possible." Back home, he might have been unironically giggling to himself about the kinky instructions, but here, it's a little too real for him to find the humor.
umas_second: (pic#17755200)

[personal profile] umas_second 2025-07-19 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, so an airplane then. Aye, there's planes back home. Never seen one in person, but I think most AKs hev. There's no' much on th'Isle tha's advanced. Or functional." Harry lifted his brows at the man, "Ye ride a yellow lion? Does tha mean lions come in other colors where yer from? An how d'ye get one tae let ye ride it?"

Harry moved to the man's side, leaning on him to see the papers. Personal space and boundaries meant almost nothing to Harry, unless someone told him to get off or shoved him away, "Aye? So wha are we supposed tae do then?"