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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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End in the Discord ;;

[ Napoleon figured that it would behoove him to examine the club that spoke of the impossible in a place like this. While he may not be one who calls for defiance (all that much), there’s still a thrill he finds in making the impossible, possible. There’s a ding in his device, as he looks down at it, he can’t help the smile at who he’s ben paired up with.

He spends some time looking around, before coming across you. Napoleon, with all the air befitting him, walks up to you. ]

I believe we’ve been matched for the night.

Table it for Later ;;

[ Well… that was certainly quite a demonstration. Napoleon may not entirely understand it, but he couldn’t help but watch with interest as it carried on. It was exactly the sort of situation, the trust that can grow between two individuals, that he wants to see. ]

Quite a display, don’t you think?

Wildcard ;;

[ Feel free to come up with your own prompt! Contact me if you wanna plot anything. ]

[It has been some time since this club came around, so she went along to visit, see if there is anything new. Any more whispers she can capture. So she puts her name down again for the pair up, to see who she will meet.

She looks up when it appears that there is a match, and sees this giant of a man. Meaning she will never recognise that he's Napoleon. Like gestures to history.]

Oh! Hello, it is nice to meet you. [And then she bows her head.] You can call me...Sen. [Hmm.]

[ that's what you get for listening to england's lies. you should know that england is the biggest liar ever and you should never listen to anything that comes out from that horrid, wretched island. like wow, vietnam, it's not like you don't have a complicated relationship with france or anything like that. please remember the lessons that france has taught you and honestly most of this paragraph is bullshit sorry not sorry amy

Napoleon gives her a look over before smiling ] Sen, then! It's a pleasure to meet you! [ He offers her a bow of his own, making a grand gesture of it ] I'm glad to have been matched with someone as lovely as you!

[What's that? Why is the atmosphere so utterly French? It's almost like she was living in France's home again. Like what the hell she can smell the baguettes in the kitchen. They're not serving baguettes today! What is happening to her?!

Thank god there is a distraction that comes from Napoleon being his charming self because she blushes now. This is all your fault.]

N-no, surely...I mean, thank you. The honour should be mind, being matched with someone as strong and personable as you. [That's a better way to say handsome.]

[ why, it's almost as though this song is playing through every speaker located in this nightclub. wasn't it playing something else? no, sorry now this is a french club. we only speak french and eat baguettes and drink wine. napoleon has conquered autonomy, you're welcome france.

but he accepts it as his fault ] Then, let the honor be both of ours!

[ he lets out a boisterous laugh before offering her an arm to take ] Come! Let us talk and get to know each other more.

[Is this the disco remix because wow it's almost like she knows this song and will have to shake France for taking over the speakers! Because it's clearly his fault. Not this guy. Also, whoa, is that cheese on the table! What have you done.

Can't believe France managed to conquer this club through Napoleon.]

V-very well! [She'll take that, only because it's a rather endearing compromise. So she slips her arm around his to link them together, and nods.]

Please, it would be nice to learn a little more.

[ Look, who doesn't like a good cheese plate? That cheese will be gone in like five seconds, you mark my words.

Napoleon leads them through the club, aiming for a table (and not that kind of table). ]

Ah, I've forgotten to introduce myself. Please allow me to correct this error. I am Napoleon Bonaparte.

[Damn, he's right. And if that cheese doesn't disappear because of him, it would be because of her. You don't just leave free food in front of her face and expect it to remain.

And she follows, since if they can find a quiet place for themselves (that is not human furniture. It would melt the cheese thanks to body heat--)

But also, there was a record scratch sound in the background. A real one. Talk about timing.]

N-napoleon Bonaparte? [WHAT.] But you're so...big? [And that, through her thoughts of shock, was the first thing that left her mouth.]

I've heard about the exaggerations of my height since my summoning! Please note that any characterization of me as short is based on a lie!

[ fuming slightly at that ]

[He's taking this really well! As in he didn't even question why she asked!]

O-oh? [FRANCE, TELL HER THE TRUTH HERE oh he's not around.] W-who lied about this?

[ France doesn't put anything past this city anymore, but the whispers of a traveling club had piqued his interest. So what if he'd lucked out that night and 'accidentally' put his name in the drawing for a lottery? What harm could a little shameless fun do?

He'd just slipped from the bar with a drink in hand when he saw a rather impressive looking man coming his way. A neat brow raises slowly when he's positive that he's being approached and he slips the glass from his mouth. France surely will have conflicted emotions in the morning, but he doubts he'll feel anything from the waist down so... Ah. ]

Well, then. How did I get so lucky? [ He offers a hand with an appreciative smile. ] I'm Francis.

Francis? A lovely name, if I do say so myself.

[ ever the gentleman, Napoleon offers a bow towards his companion for the night. ] As for me, I am Napoleon Bonaparte.

[ Oh, this is pleasant. A very pleasant --- Jesus Christ on a burnt piece of toast. His eyes go marginally wider and he holds his wine glass a bit tighter in his grasp. Napoleon Bonaparte? He tries to play it off and he bows. ]

Napoleon Bonaparte, you say? What a formidable name for such a formidable looking man...!

[ He takes a sip. Why is his throat dry. Is he having an allergic reaction? ]

[ oh yes, this is very pleasant. very much so pleasant. ]

Oui, quite a name that I bear with pride.

Would you allow me to get you another glass of wine?

[ France's attention flickers to his now empty glass, somewhat taken aback at the fact only the most meager trace of burgundy swirled at the bottom. An airy sound escapes him and he nods, politely handing over the empty glass. ]

I must be thirsty tonight. Perhaps we could just get a bottle or two to share amongst ourselves? The bartenders are actually very accommodating!

[ He'd gotten along with Napoleon until he'd gone and made himself an Emperor! This man looks nothing like the man responsible for making him a literal menace back in the day. His plan was to get the slightest bit inebriated. It was a new plan -- the brainchild of two minutes of conversation. ]

Hopefully I can help satisfy that thirst. If you shall find us a table, I will certainly procure a bottle for us to share.

[ look france. he was doing it for you. making you big and strong. just look past all the negatives and focus on the positives!! ]

I won't be far. I'm actually curious as to what your tastes consist of.

[ The positives? Like his polite manners and beautifully broad shoulders? He's still thinking about how Napoleon's voice sounded forming the word satisfy when he ducks into a nearby empty table. For a seedy little club that's always on the move, it does feel rather cozy. Leaning back in his chair, he politely waits for his former general to return with a bottle, fingers tapping at the table. ]

[He didn't put his name in the drawing, but someone probably did it for him outside of his knowledge. He was fine with just observing the surroundings and wandering until his device dinged and he was confused on why it did that.

And then he shows up and what happened became a bit more clear.]

I suppose this is one way of meeting again.

[Sup.]

Ah, yes, this is certainly one way.

[ Napoleon takes this moment to look Sigurd over, trying to get a feel. ]

So, you're here as well.

[ No, no it's not. No matter how many times Percival is subjected to the display, he doesn't find it at all titillating or interesting. Someone clearly just enjoys his misery. And why is he always seated next to the biggest idiot in the audience during these events? He can't help but feel his brow twitch tersely as his arms lie fastened across his own chest. ]

Don't tell me you're actually enjoying this. True trust between lord and vassal should not have to be tested through these means. Loyalty is earned through mutual respect and not taking part in subjugation rituals.

[ He's been holding that in for a while, can he tell? ]

It's a pointless spectacle.

[ And this man is clearly easily amused if this is what passes for enjoyment for him. ]

Oh, no, I agree that loyalty is something earned through respect. However, there is no argument over the trust they have for one another.

[ a pause ]

It's just a matter of opinion, as they would say.

Have as many opinions as you want. It doesn't mean they're all worth saying out loud.

[ But he supposes he can sort of see his point even if he doesn't want to. That would require a certain degree of trust which he should know by now having taken part in similar activities in the past, though he hadn't quite enjoyed it.

His whole countenance freezes up, a choked sound fleeing the back of his throat, when the organizers point at him to volunteer in a demonstration. It figures their chatting would draw attention. Luckily, he has a plan -and that is when he places a firm hand on the man's shoulder. ]

It would be remiss of me to take part as I've already had the chance to play volunteer before. Why not provide the opportunity to someone new?

[ He did seem interested, so Percival is merely aiding his education along in lieu of the man speaking up and volunteering himself. ]

So it would seem.

[ A flat reply comes from the man that turns to face the larger man. Ozymandias’ eyes flicker down to his device, before his golden eyes move upward to meet those of his new partner. Being plucked from the end of Camelot, he is unfamiliar with any part of Napoleon. What he does easily figure out is that he’s a Heroic Spirit. ]

Now then. Are you willing to indulge your true identity, Servant? Or shall I call you by the name of your class, whatever that may be?

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TDM #4 ( revised )

Napoleon Bonaparte (Archer) | Fate/ | Dominant

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Bartering your nation. NBD.

the only big deal here is napoleon

well, there's a d involved.

a big d

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∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿ (discord i guess)

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table;

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discord.