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duplicitymemes2019-01-11 06:40 pm
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TDM #4 ( revised )
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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 L.I.E.S. 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 L.I.E.S. after a year; however, results have remained unsatisfactory and testing still continues. 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 highrise. Here, it is two Dominants per floor with separate apartments. If you enter Duplicity into the Down, congratulations! You’re a Submissive, which means you are directed towards public transportation with the address of the motel you’ll be living in. Here, it is two Submissives per room with a shared common space for all rooms. Enjoy your free time until orientation! Participation is mandatory by all new and old arrivals. Oh, and one more thing. It's fucking cold. Better bundle up. |
 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. |
 While the societal climate between Dominants and Submissives remains somewhat neutral throughout Duplicity, there has been the occasional whisper of defiance and call for equality. Yet, demonstrations and visible proof of this unhappiness spreads faster by word of mouth on a day exactly when you need it most. Welcome to Autonomy, a "traveling" nightclub that is never in the same place twice. People wanting to attend only learn of its lucrative location and password hours before it opens for business. Tonight, I choose the third door will get you inside and into the temporary freedom club Autonomy has to offer. In this circle, there are no assigned designations and no consequences for taking a role that isn't the one given by society. So, a Dominant may become the Submissive they've always wanted to be—or vice versa. Dominants and Submissives alike are able to mingle without repercussion and be themselves. Food, drinks, and private areas for more intimate – or if your preference is sexual – encounters are provided. Donations are accepted at any point during the night to further Autonomy's attempts of spreading the fulfillment that comes from being untitled. On the night you choose to visit, Autonomy is holding a random lottery for temporary connections. When entering, you have the choice of submitting your name into this drawing to be paired with someone else in the club regardless of designation. A short while later, a message will pop up on your device with the name and information of your partner, and whether or not you choose to meet them is purely at your discretion. Having more than one connection isn't completely unusual either. |
 Gratification of being a successful Dominant or Submissive isn't necessarily simple. Learning curves are to be made, and mistakes will happen. Led by a Dominant and Submissive couple – Miriam and Victoria, who have been paired for twenty-two years – a monthly meeting for unattached Dominants and Submissives is held in the conference room of Morning Wood motel in the Down. The meeting starts a few minutes after nine and has no designated end time. The couple introduce themselves and explain the purpose of the meeting: learn the proper method for a new kink and possibly find your perfect partner. The space is intimate and well-stocked with refreshments. To begin, Victoria, while blindfolded, balances on her hands and knees with her back perfectly level. Her partner, when ready, places various items on the level surface–a full cup, a plate. The Submissive is meant to hold the items until the Dominant believes she's reached her limit. The exercise is one of trust and understanding. The demonstration is a short one, followed by Miriam removing the blindfold and soothing her Submissive. The words are whispered low and with care, clearly a method that is specific to this couple. The process is concluded with the pair handing out workups, videos, and answering questions. Anyone wishing to practice Purposeful Submission can do so in the open room with a random volunteer, aided by the couple, or can find someone to take to one of the rented rooms. Sex may follow any scene but is not necessarily included. Experimenting with unattached Dominants and Submissives allows for new relationships to form. |
Please read carefully. On each Test Drive Meme, there will be a section noting character roles based on birthdays; these will vary each TDM. On an IC level, character will still have gone through the doors but assignments OOCly are still randomized. When applying, there is a section of the application that denotes whether the character chose "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 characters who have blue eyes or one blue eye and another color are Submissives. All characters who have brown eyes or one brown eye and another color are Dominants. Characters with any other color eyes are Dominants. To use this TDM as a door pass please link this on your app and place whether it is Dominant or Submissive. Please remember to mark any necessary content, and have fun!! |
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"Yes," he answers with a cat-ate-the-canary grin. "But right now? It's drugs."
He isn't entirely sure what the pill he popped earlier was, only that it was in his pocket and therefore something of his own making. Something he can trust.
"Do you partake, Victor, or is that out of your wheelhouse with the whole control thing?"
He knows people that get high to feel in control, and others that get high to feel out of it. Kavinsky makes no difference in purpose, only in results. He knows what he wants to feel, so he make sure that's what he gets, every time.
Apologies for my slows; the work week is a little meaner on me
He doesn't rush to provide Kavinsky with an answer as he takes in that razor-sharp smile and the careful answer about reality-breaking that doesn't really provide much more information.
A slow curve of an odd smile appears on his face and it's not entirely pleasant.
"I did. Once upon a time. It ended up a little messy."
i totally get it, no worries
Perfect.
He manages to focus on Victor's face and something about that smile sends another shiver through him. It's not a good smile. But it's interesting.
"Messy is my MO."
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He holds up a pale hand, giving a vague wave from this wrist.
“I’m just commenting in the vein you’re presenting, mind. I wouldn’t want you thinking I’m saying you’re messy prematurely.”
Folding his hand over the other, he turns a question over in his head like a coin over knuckles.
“What kind of world do you come from? One with drugs, clearly, but what else? Are you from a version of Earth?”
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He watches Victor's hands, the way they move. It's not a weird question, not after the day he's had. He doesn't know what to expect from this place, and so it's best if he just turns his assumptions way down. Easier to take surprises if he expects, potentially, the impossible.
"What about you, my man?"
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Victor's eyes narrow subtly at the disclosure, though the addition of Bulgaria is a bit of a surprise and throws him slightly.
"Also from Earth," he replies, then almost as an afterthought he adds. "And America. But not Virginia. You could say I was somewhat mobile before arriving here."
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The thrum of recognition wars with something else - maybe the bass line. Whatever he took, he needs to make sure he gets more of it, and soon. He likes this feeling, he thinks.
And, because this place is fucking weird like that, he adds: "What year?"
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He gives Kavinsky a steady look, the sort that shows a person who is used to not divulging more than they want to. Victor isn't in the business of advertising his movements and locations and not just because he broke out of prison with a fellow inmate.
"But the Earth I know is the early twenty-first century, the second decade. So this isn't so much of a culture shock for me in terms of technology, urban life, and so on. But the rest? The systems they have in place?"
He lifts one shoulder in a noncommittal shrug.
"That has taken some adjusting to."
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"Yeah, I'm sure there's gonna be an adjustment period." But he can handle it. Nothing has taken him down yet, and he's pretty sure that if something does, it isn't gonna be this place.
He looks at Victor.
"You wanna get the fuck outta here?"
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Victor hears the teenage defiance in Kavinsky's voice, the way he handles The System in the same way that adolescent rebellion has such a strong link with the idea of sticking it to the man, but the man back in their very similar Earths is not running an urban caste fuck prison with methods of mental and sexual conversion.
He smiles with faint, dark amusement at the comment about adjustment--there's nothing he can argue with on that point because it's true, there is an adjustment period for everyone and Victor's personal version of that has been grappling with how to handle a three-times-a-month sex quota with almost no sex drive to speak of. He makes it work though.
And his adjustment period has also involved getting used to hearing the kinds of offers that Kavinsky is makes now, but in this case Victor can't help but smirk a little behind his glass.
"Perhaps some other time," he says simply, draining the remaining liquid from his tumbler. "I'm not sure I want to play with mind poprocks tonight."
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"Bummer, I got the best you'll ever have." He tips his head, meeting Victor's gaze. "I mean it. Whatever you want, I can get it. Just tell me what you want it to do."
Making up drugs is one of his favorite things. Kavinsky finishes his drink and sets the empty glass aside before he stands up straight again.
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"I don't doubt that you do," he comments lightly and probably not fully convinced, adjusting the cuff of his coat as he draws to an elegant stand before leveling the younger man with a cool stare. "And I'll keep your offer in mind, but it's not my go-to vice."
And definitely not with a teenager with trouble sparking fire in their eyes that Victor hardly knows. It's not a hard dismissal, but he is drawing his lines in the sand for now.
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Lines are for sports and K doesn't play those kinds of games.
Even K can't tell if he's trying to hook something in Victor or just laying out options for another encounter. He means it, though. If control is Victor's vice, maybe he can put something on the table. There's something about the man that just-- sticks in him. Like a pin. Like a knife. And Kavinsky has never known how to leave sharp things alone.
"And if it's something else.... I'm all ears."
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He turns a slow stare toward Kavinsky again, regarding his steadily as a slow smile creeps across his face.
Victor reaches forward, not with his hands or his body, but with his powers, carefully taking hold of Kavinsky's nerves not to have him doubled over on his hands and knees in blinding agony (though he could, in an instant), but to hold him momentarily in place. Frozen like a statue. Like in a dream.
He steps forward, keeping his hold steady as he brings his face in close to Kavinsky's, secure in the knowledge that Kavinsky will not be touching him or moving until Victor releases him.
"Trust me, that's not something I need from you. But if I think of something, I'll be sure to look you up, Joseph."
Stepping past Kavinsky and several meters away, well out of arm's reach, Victor releases his invisible hold and continues through into the dense crowd.
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He can't move, at all. Every part of him wants to rebel, but he can't do that, either.
Shit.
When he finally feels it let go - whatever it was - he laughs, delirious, and slumps against the bar. Shit. He finds himself hoping Victor discovers a reason to look him up. Any reason. Kavinsky tries to shake off the feeling and makes sharp eye contact with the bar tender.
"Set me up again."