duplicitymemes | 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.

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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 imagine there are many that feel the same." She offered in a soft voice, guiding him back towards his seat, hoping that he would join her and let the danger pass. Mortals were loud creatures. Their thoughts, their actions were broadcast in such transparent ways. "You may find others that would be willing to do something. I believe it would be wise to be careful of what you say or do for a time."

She glanced around the room, seeing if anyone paid specific attention to them.

"Dissidence is a dangerous thing for a world that relies heavily on subjugation."

Caspian's jaw is set in a firm line, but he allows himself to be guided and settles back into his seat, but his gaze stays on the woman on her knees. "It is not in my nature to sit silent while injustice occurs around me," he says through gritted teeth.

"But I have learned the value of a well-planned attack." He finally turns his attention back to his companion. "Forgive my rudeness. I am Caspian X of Narnia."

So few had such principles, if this train could be any indication. Whatever she might offer as advice, it was all dependent on whether or not his sense of honor could stand by and watch this happen. He was worth remembering. There were so few mortals that were genuinely kind and upright. She might not be as enraged at the sight of the woman, but she could become attached to mortals. She would hate to see him get into trouble.

"You are a king?" Numerical names after all. "I'm Circe of Aiaia."

"I am indeed," he says, with the air of someone who is still a very young king. "And you must forgive me, Lady Circe, I do not know of your home, but it must be fair indeed if it has given birth to you."

He may be kind and noble and all of that, but he is still a young man.

Charming. Her smile was one of amusement, surprised at how he could easily shift from anger to flirting. She certainly wasn't complaining though. Beyond honor, it was pleasant to see another side of him, especially one so unexpected.

"Thank the gods rather than Aiaia, though they will take no credit." It was a sweet compliment and she would hold onto it, even as she demurred. "With such a face and charming tongue, you must see a great deal of beauty."

Having set aside the issue as one that will be dealt with in time, the next part of the adventure is clearly to flirt with the pretty girl. It's how things are done.

"I will thank your gods, then," he says with a laugh. "But I see very little of your sort of beauty. Except perhaps among the naiads and dryads."

"My mother is a nymph." He was perceptive, more than she expected. She turned to look at him with a measure of surprise, her attention fully and completely on him. Her yellow eyes held his gaze, curious how he might know of such things. Did her gods exist in his world?

"Beauty is subjective between mortals and gods. What you see is not what my family sees."

Caspian's smile grows broader. "I have heard of such things, of nymphs wedded to humans." He should be looking for a wife himself. It was part of why he set sail on the Dawn Treader.

"Families can be difficult," he says with a somber nod. "And they do not always see us as we are."

It isn't a surprise that he has heard those stories. Many mortals were near obsessive to find a beautiful nymph to claim for a wife, while they in turn were more interested in claiming a god. "Some men are fortunate enough to earn a nymph's love, others steal them. My father had little difficulty. My mother only insisted on being his wife, but he is not mortal. That meant something to her."

Status, power, wealth. All the things that mattered to her.

"No. I hope you were more fortunate with your family."

"Who is your father, then, if not a mortal man?" More fascinating all the while. Whatever quest Aslan has sent him on--to end this horrific slavery, he suspects--will reveal itself in time. In the meantime, surely he can get to know a nymph a little better.

"The family I was born to did not treat me well, but I have built another family around me since."

"Helios, the god of the sun." There was a lack of pride in her voice, only a silent resignment for her state of being. She had once wanted to please him, often playing at his feet, but that was an idealism created by the innocence of a child. She understood him better now, he cared only for himself.

"That is often better. Friends or wife?"

"Daughter of the sun," Caspian says, laughing softly. "I have heard of a star who lives on an island, but never did I think to meet the sun's daughter."

He shakes his head and looks away with a faint smile. "Friends, advisors. I have not yet found my queen."

"One of many. I also lived on an island." Lived. For as long as she was here, she refused to consider the idea of returning to that isolation and exile. There were others here, company, mortals and other gods. Whatever they forced her to do, she would be grateful for this opportunity.

"Friends and advisors can sometimes be better than a queen." So long as he didn't choose the wrong one, as Minos had. "Perhaps you will find one here?"

"And now you live in this strange place," Caspian says with a faint frown. "I hope it does not make you long too much for your island." He had already been missing Narnia when he arrived here. Now he doesn't know if he will ever see it again.

"A queen here?" he asks with a laugh. "I had not thought of such a thing. I confess, my advisors did hope I would find a queen on my voyage." Surely not in a place such as this, though. "I can hardly go looking for a queen before I can offer her passage to my home."

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