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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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12billionyen: (Default)

gold ship | umamusume: pretty derby | submissive

[personal profile] 12billionyen 2025-07-11 06:38 am (UTC)(link)

all aboard

This is not the Eden that Gold Ship has been searching for. That said, she's reacting fairly well to being whisked away to another... wherever she's wound up. Trains are similar to busses in that they can keep her attention with how many things pass by, and now, in a new place, she's all too fascinated with her surroundings.

All of this is so new to her that she's getting antsy, wanting to explore for herself. She's practically chomping at the bit when the train finally stops and as soon as the doors open she's shooting out into a run--

-- only to run smack dab into someone on her way out. "Hey! Watch it!" Never mind that she was the one who did the running into...

up and away

Gold Ship doesn't wait for her paired Dominant to start crafting. She's already fastened together part of her kite and picked out one of the tails for it. The word 'PASSION' lies beside her, waiting to be tied on to the kite.

"Hey, you!"

Yeah, you.

"Can you pass the glitter glue?"

follow your nose

She's been following behind for a while now but waits for an opportune moment to get up close and personal.

Very up close and personal. Like right up in the face close and personal. She makes no secret of the fact that she's sniffing either.

"What's that smell?"

notes

[ ooc// The Umamusume girls don't have canon ages, but it's generally agreed upon that they're anywhere from 16-18 due to their placement in school. Because of this I'll generally assume gen CR unless otherwise specified. Any smut threads will be marked with an underage warning just to be safe! ]
withmyfist: (16)

up and away

[personal profile] withmyfist 2025-07-11 07:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Uh,"

Mash looks around as he's addressed. This girl said something about glue..?

Well, he's pretty sure this is it. He reaches over and hands Gold Ship—

"Here you go,"

—a regular ass glue stick.

Not quite right.
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[personal profile] 12billionyen 2025-07-11 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Gold Ship doesn't look at the glue stick she's handed, uncapping it instantly and then smearing it across the front of her kite with a flourish. Then she waits and... it dries completely clear.

"Wrong! All wrong! Where's the glitter? Where's the pizazz?"
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[personal profile] withmyfist 2025-07-12 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh."

So that's what she wanted. Why'd she ask for just the glue, then?

Mash hands over... a little shaker of glitter. Which is still not what she asked for.

"Here you go."
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[personal profile] 12billionyen 2025-07-13 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
Gold Ship, too, takes the glitter without looking at it, uncapping it and ...

Oh, she's dumped it all over the kite. But the glue was already dry, so it just... sadly falls off when she lifts the kite up to study it. This is a disaster!

"Agh! What did you do?" Now she's finally looking at the boy who had 'helped' her, an irritated expression on her face. "Are you stupid or something?" Glitter glue -- how hard could it be!?
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[personal profile] withmyfist 2025-07-13 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
Gold Ship asks her question and... Mash immediately slumps, directing his gaze away.

"N-no," he definitely doesn't lie. There has to be a way out of this. A real answer.

He scans the table, desperate. Will anything save him? No glitter the first time, no glue the second time—

oh, there's the glitter glue.

He snatches it from the table and presents it to Gold Ship as though he's certain it will save his life here or something.
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[personal profile] 12billionyen 2025-07-14 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
And save his life it does. Gold Ship forgets all about being annoyed when she's handed the glitter glue and absolutely goes to town on this kite, smearing the substance over the fabric. When she's finished, she stops, hands on her hips, looking satisfied for a moment, but the expression fades quickly.

"Hmm..."

No, it's missing something.

"What do you think it needs?"

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follow your nose

[personal profile] whorse 2025-07-11 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
This woman is a horse.

The distinctive ears and tail, much like his own when he bothers to manifest them, immediately catch Sleipnir's attention as he's sniffed without warning. It causes him to pause, standing still, eyes widening ever so slightly as he takes in everything about her. Sure, Sleipnir has met horses here in Duplicity but none of them possessed a human form the way he did.

The sudden rush of excitement that grips him is palpable as a grin pulls his thin lips up and wide.

"My, I cannot say. What is it you smell?"
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[personal profile] 12billionyen 2025-07-13 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
Gold Ship sniffs a while longer, still up close and personal. There's a distinct scent -- the one that pulled her there -- but there's also something else, something... familiar? This man smells similar to her in a way that no one else she's come across in this place has. Whether she's drawn to him for that or the other smell, it's hard to say.

"You smell like vanilla," she finally announces, pulling back enough to rest both hands on her hips. Her tail sways behind her and she grins back at him, though her smile is slightly unhinged. Then she raises one hand, one finger up. "But that's not all."

He looks like a human (at least, he does right now, as far as she can tell), but he smells like her. It's fascinating -- after all, there are no males like her, so why...?

Ah, she's back to sniffing him again.
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[personal profile] whorse 2025-07-13 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Vanilla. Now that she mentions it he can smell it too. Her grin is mirrored with one of his own as she leans in again to huff him. She's strange, but in all honesty it doesn't bother him in the slightest. It isn't as if he is normal himself by any stretch.

"I think I know what it may be."

He takes that moment then to let his ears and tail manifest, the jet black color a stark contrast to his pale skin and hair. His tail swishes with amusement, giddy. What would Barnabas think of her?

"We are similar, I believe."
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[personal profile] 12billionyen 2025-07-14 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
It's as she'd expected, but still a shock nonetheless. A horse... boy? Unfathomable. Gold Ship is immediately beside herself, feeling his ears and tail as if it isn't rude to just... grab someone's body parts.

She can't contain her excitement. This is something that simply wouldn't happen in her world, but here, it hardly seems to be a shock at all. After all, no one is looking at them strangely, even as she runs her fingers through his tail.

"Woah! You're...!"

Is the Gold Ship speechless? ... Well, no, not exactly.

"Are there more of us here? Like me and you?" She hadn't seen any during her orientation, but now she can't help but feel the spark of hope.
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[personal profile] whorse 2025-07-14 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
To Sleipnir's credit he allows her touch, standing still as her fingers run over his ears and comb through his tail. One of the ears twitches, swiveling as he cocks his head her way at the question.

"There are not, no. There are horses but they do not possess bodies similar to humans as well."

They also have four legs which is cringe but, y'know, no one is perfect.

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all aboard

[personal profile] old_man 2025-07-12 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
It's not like Dax is generally one to be annoyed, and she is more than a little befuddled when she is being told to watch where she is going. She had been waiting her turn when she had been shoulder checked- or maybe not shoulder checked. No stranger to different species, Jadzia can still say it is a first for her in person.

"Uh- need a hand?" Or a hoof? It's on the tip of her tongue, right there, but she holds it off. With someone she knew better, she might very well have made a jest about it.
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[personal profile] 12billionyen 2025-07-13 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
Gold Ship is now running in place, her eyes on the person she'd run into. A nicer horse girl might have apologized for the mistake, but not this one.

"Nope!" For what it's worth, Gold Ship truly does not think she needs help. She has every intention of running her way through the city until she can figure out her new surroundings. She's, of course, clueless how Duplicity actually works and even more clueless how the Submissive mark on her throat will make doing something as simple as that difficult for her.

She does, however, recognize the mark on the other's neck as well. She points at it; it seems to have caught her attention for now. "Oh! We're matchies!"
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[personal profile] old_man 2025-07-14 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
Jadzia, meanwhile, wonders just how comfortable of a trip the elevators would be. Then again, maybe it is something that she deals with on a daily basis, or at least something that she is familiar with. It's not exactly a problem at the moment.

Her focus shifts back, confused a moment. Matchies? With what, almost slips out of her mouth, but it clicks, or at least she thinks it does, a few moments later. "One of two here, and ya, I've always been designated as a Submissive."
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[personal profile] 12billionyen 2025-07-14 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Always?" This catches Gold Ship's attention. "Have you been here long? I'm new! Haven't been here long at all..." She still had something called an orientation to go to... not that she had any clue what that entailed.

It probably didn't help that she'd only barely listened to the weird white coats that had brought her there.
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[personal profile] old_man 2025-07-14 12:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sometimes people switch. Sometimes they leave and return with no memories, and a new designation. As for myself, not quite a year this time." Which, depending, can be a long time in the grand scheme of things. Not in the scope of a whole life, at least for Trills, but if one had a shorter lifespan, then it may be. Sometimes it does feel that long, but other times it is like she just arrived. "

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im sorry, you asked for this man. || up and away

[personal profile] bandagedfool 2025-07-14 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
There is no way his own Dominant was going to this Orientation, or, well. The city decided to pair him with someone else to shake things up -- but Dazai doesn't? Really care? For the city's rules?

So he's working on a kite on his lonesome, when he's told to pass the glitter glue.

That he's currently using.

"No way! I grabbed it first, missy. Wait in line~"
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[personal profile] 12billionyen 2025-07-15 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Likewise, Gold Ship can't be sure where her assigned-for-this-task-only Dominant is. Maybe they've given up on her artistry. Maybe they haven't shown up yet. It really could be anything and with how intently focused on the craft she is, she certainly isn't one to notice or figure it out.

She doesn't notice much of anything, in fact, until her FLOW is interrupted. She's got to wait? The vibes all off now. This is a disaster.

"Whaaaat? Who's this guy hogging all the glitter glue?"
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[personal profile] bandagedfool 2025-07-15 07:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"All of it??"

He really isn't. He can see maybe a whole other container of the stuff at another table. But alas, this girl seems to want the glue he has claimed for the moment. He shifts, glancing her way again.

"I'm not, I'm not! I just need to finish this part, then I'll hand it over, 'kay?"
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[personal profile] 12billionyen 2025-07-15 07:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, hurry up!"

She doesn't seem to notice or want the other glue. Her sights are set on this one. It's basically the Holy Grail of Glue, and she needs it bad.

To pass the time, she examines the man's kite with scrutiny. Are you putting that glue to good use, Mister--??
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[personal profile] bandagedfool 2025-07-15 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Don't rush me!!!"

Dazai complains, making a face. Yes, he does seem to be making good use of it - he puts some glue down, then puts these little transparent sheets to make cute little markings along the kite. See, it's pretty and shows off the glue!!

He is now going even slower, though. She'll notice a change in pace.

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follow your nose | ruggie bucchi - sub

[personal profile] onmygrind 2025-07-18 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Ruggie noticed somebody was trailing him a while back. Being followed isn't uncommon for him, considering how often he's on the lookout for five finger discounts and flirty little wallets fluttering their eyelashes at him from random citizens' back pockets. This though... this is different! He just got here, and he hasn't liberated even a single dollar from an ungrateful pedestrian, much less anything deserving of whatever bloodhound they've got hunting him down!

Passing through a crowd, the young hyena ducks into an alleyway to hopefully dodge the potential assailant, thinking he could juke them and head back the opposite way. A few seconds pass with no hint of the shadowy figure and he turns to peek around the corner, only to find himself eye-to-eye with a super intense... girl?? Beastgirl? Like him? Well, obviously not like him, since she's probably a horse and definitely a girl! Still a beastman through and through though, just like home! And just like home, his guard is immediately down when realizes he's been approached by one of such stature.

"Eeh--? What smell?" He does smell like hyena, sure, and his vest smells like leather in the summer heat, which he'll blame for the musk but there's a soft sweetness mingling in its warmth that surprises him. Did she bring that with her? Or was it always on him? Something does smell good, though, he can't deny. He must have been moving too fast to catch it earlier, but now he's kinda glad he stopped to smell the roses and would you look at the stems on her--

"I, uhh....? I dunno! I put on deodorant today though, I swear!" he laughs, holding up both hands and stepping back to put at least two respectful steps of distance between them. The way she's looking at him is making him wonder who exactly is the prey here.

"Whatever it is, it ain't me." Keeping the that distance, he still leans in enough to get a little sniff above her shoulder.

"I'm thinkin' that might be you, sugar!"
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[personal profile] 12billionyen 2025-07-19 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
The smell is intoxicating, and Gold Ship can't help but be enamored by it. She hunts down her prey like a cat chasing a mouse. When he ducks behind a corner, she quickens her pace -- she's not about to lose her victim object of interest.

Then, they're face to face and she inhales deeply. The musky scent has her head spinning in a way she's not quite used to, but instead of putting her off, Gold Ship simply wants to investigate. In a way, it's like hunting for a treasure, only instead of gold, the treasure is...

Whoever this is.

She's never seen a creature like him before. In her world, there are only humans and umamusume, the latter of which are only female. This guy, however, seems to be part animal like her. It's driving her curiosity crazy -- she has to know more.

But he accuses her of being the one who smells, and she stops her hunt (momentarily), surprised. Raising her arm, she smells her armpit to see what he means. It's normal as far as she can tell, as she can't smell the lavender scent she's emitting.

"No, it's definitely you!" She clutches her head with both hands. "Ughh, it's driving me crazy." The two steps back he's taken quickly disappear as she steps forward with one big stride.
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[personal profile] onmygrind 2025-07-21 07:06 am (UTC)(link)
Noting her distress, he takes her by the upper arms for support, only for his concern to take a sharp detour when he gets a feel of the biceps on her. Holy moly is she ripped, not to mention stacked-- no, Ruggie, stay appropriate! He just can't stop himself from wondering what they feed girls like her where she comes from, because he might ask for a tip--

Stick a pin in it, the girl is clearly struggling! Maybe she's winded from the run? Not that he'd be able to blame her, he did put his all into shaking her. If he had any idea this was who was hunting him he might've slowed down earlier...

"Wait, so... you followed me because you could smell me all the way back there?" His brows rise high, truly impressed by her persistence. She'd give everyone in Savanaclaw a run for their money, no doubt.

"That means you have to be crazy fast. Nobody's ever been able to keep up with me like that before." And that's the honest truth; most folks need magic to even come close! Influence or no, it's actually quite thrilling to meet his match. "You're really somethin'!"
Edited 2025-07-21 07:07 (UTC)