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TDM #4 ( revised )

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« « « HERE WE ARE AGAIN

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.

» » » LIES TRAVEL IN COMPANY

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.

« « « END IN THE DISCORD

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.

» » » TABLE IT FOR LATER

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.

« « « MOD & OOC NOTES

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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i. HERE WE ARE AGAIN

[Being ushered around and told what to do is not something Eizen is very good at even if he’s trying to be as polite as he can be as he sneers at the medics helping him. Though once he’s free and on the train ride, things become more bearable.

It’s not a ship, but exploring is part of his nature, so he’ll take it. However, seeing the roles and the people content with who they are, well… he’s not buying this. People who are content to serve others— okay so it’s one thing if they’re doing it of their free will, but it's another to be told he has to for a blind decision he made. He’s also not fond of the mark that’s been placed on him, but what can he do other than just get upset about it.

As long as someone doesn’t try to tell him what to do, he’ll be fine. Though it’s clear he’s a little uneasy about it as a result since he doesn’t really need to be singled out about this.

Hah…]

I suppose this is all part of my curse.

[At least that helps him keep this all light-hearted despite the fact that he’s absolutely pissed.]

ii. AT THE DOWN

[Eizen notes the food here is awful. Right now, he's thankful he’s a Malak because he doesn’t need food to live. Though when he tries to grab a beer just so he has something, he does cough at the awful taste not at all happy with what he's been given.

With a scowl of disapproval, he protests:]

Isn’t there anything better?

[He’s happy to have his free will, but being treated like trash just for this designation he’s been given is sort of grating on his nerves. With a sigh, he finishes his drink, but he’s unhappy about it. Clearly, he’s going to be breaking a lot of rules playing this role and quite frankly, part of him is okay with it. It’s honestly no fun if everything was just handed to him, right?]

iii. AUTONOMY

[Whether it’s by chance or by actual snooping (probably both) Eizen is able to get access to the ‘traveling’ club. Here, he’s visibly more at ease since he doesn’t have to prance around so many rules. Not that he minds breaking them, but here he is.

Here he is with a bottle of rum at his disposal to drink as he watches others. He’s not human, so sex was never necessary for him, but he’s curious about it. Humans are passionate and he knows they love to court. He’s seen his own men on his ship try to bring women back countless times in their fits of passion (or horniness) that have overcome them. He likes women himself and finds them aesthetically pleasing, but never has he felt the need to court. Of course, Malakhim can have relationships, but it’s not quite the same and the emotion of suddenly feeling like another Malak has a ‘relationship’ with one another, well it’s a very sudden feeling that no one really tries to argue with.

So he’s curious. He wants to know more from the humans (and nonhumans who have desires) here. Grabbing a glass he pours a second bottle of rum for someone who’s eye he’s caught while sitting at a booth.]

Join me for a drink.

[He wants to know how this works since a lot of his experience in ‘courting’ back home has left him with a bitter taste in his mouth.]

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Edited 2019-01-12 00:40 (UTC)

[ Rokurou's been to the traveling club once before by now, though he hardly knew a thing about its true intention last time he wound up here. He needs another Submissive like he needs another night of binge drinking, at this rate, but one can’t fault a guy for window shopping, now, can they? Plus, this is one of those rare places where Submissives aren’t treated like so many unwilfully-tethered Malakhim back home. It’s refreshing to see.

And, if by some off chance someone finds his company equally “refreshing” and he gets a row out of it -- in the dojo or the bedroom -- then this expedition will have been worth his time, now won’t it?

Anyway. With the events of Patara not quite indiscernible yet in his personal rearview mirror, as before, he’s content to mingle for a while, until that moment when he rounds a particular corner and--

--and jolly old saint Nissen’s unrepentant mindfuck continues.

It's Eizen. Not a dragon circling the skies, cut down by Sorey; but the man. The Reaper. Aifread's cursed First Mate, and Rokurou's comrade-in-arms, just as he remembers him. He should rightly be shocked, but he isn't. Rather--]

You don't even have to ask.

[ Granted, it may or may not have hit him yet that he's not dreaming; not taken another wrong sip of something somewhere, thereby allowing his unwittingly-addled mind to conjure all of this up. Nevertheless, he pulls up a seat, just like old times.

(Okay, maybe they weren't "old" times, but they feel so long ago...) ]

Man, of all the people I thought I'd never see in this place...

[ He can't even finish the sentence without lapsing into bitter chuckling, head shaking, dark hair swaying over over a single red eye as he reaches for that freshly-filled glass. ...Yeah. He's gonna need that.

Eizen is too, from the look of it -- Rokurou can tell from a glance that, somehow or another, he's been marked a Submissive. Oh wow. That'll go over real well, once he learns the ins and outs of it, now won't it... ]

So they got you too, huh?

[While Eizen won't ever admit it out loud, Rokurou is sure a sight for sore eyes in this place. He hasn't been here long, but it doesn't take too long of this submissive lifestyle for him to get tired of it really quickly. One look and it's clear that Rokurou wasn't cursed, which he might be slightly jealous of, but once again, he blames his own curse for his circumstances.

He'll just have to take the wheel and steer his life as best he can while he's here. If it gets him into some trouble, well, that's just a consequence the people here are going to have to deal with, aren't they? They were the chucklefucks who thought it funny to make him this, now they're going to pay.

So for the first time here, Eizen actually smiles as he takes a sip of his drink, enjoying the burn as it goes down. Damn, did he miss real alcohol.]

Guess they did. They're going to regret every moment of it, too.

[And given it's Eizen, he'll make damn sure of that, too.]

[ They have an unspoken mutual understanding, then -- no need for a word further from either. It’d only ruin the moment. ]

I’ll bet. [ A soft ‘heh’ of a chuckle. ] Good to know you haven’t changed a bit. [ Really, really good, in truth, all things considered.

In the weeks since since Patara, Rokurou has, if nothing else, had time enough by now to process the fact that what he saw of Eizen’s future was his future, beyond the shadow of a doubt. What he hasn’t come to terms with yet, however, is what he makes of the whole thing, or how he somehow duped himself into contracting the guy behind the act... who doesn’t seem like such a bad kid, in truth. A far cry from the Shepherd they know, suffice it to say.

On that note, he’ll drink to that, taking a swig of the alcohol in his glass, despite it being something other than his preference. The burn from it is different than his standard fare; its taste a crueler, harsher bite.

But that’s just Eizen’s type, now isn’t it?

A silence lapses thereafter, long enough for the daemon to savor the effect of his drink with a long exhale, head craned back. But hey, at least he’s not making with the contract talk straightaway, right? Knowing Eizen, he’d probably take offense and want to throw down--

...hm. Maybe he should mention contracts. ]

So, you just get in?

[He can't help but raise an eyebrow at that comment.]

What would make you think that I would change at all?

[C'mon, even Rokurou should understand that, but maybe being in a place like this would make one wonder if their personality would change just a little. Though in Eizen's case it's just making his personality 'shine' that much more. Granted, he hasn't had much of a chance to rebel against the system yet. More or less, he had been trying to find a place with a good drink first so he could mull over his future potential bad decisions.]

However, to answer your question, I have just gotten here. And as you may suspect, I'm not exactly settling well. The lodging isn't bad since I'm used to rooming on a boat and I don't need to eat, but the terrible alcohol is unforgivable. [He's already trying to figure out how to steal some from the Up or even from this place.]

Eizen | Tales of Berseria | Submissive

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hello there?!? + here we are again

S C R E E C H E S

HELLO!!! o3o

i thought i was dreaming when i saw the notif on my phone last night

down!!

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