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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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( Peter positively sags with relief when he realises that the woman isn't about to freak out at him for his clumsiness— which really wasn't clumsiness so much as bad timing— and actually ends up grinning himself at her bright, infectious laugh. She's ... actually kind of gorgeous, too, which is a cute little bonus that he really shouldn't be thinking about, but if there's some part of him that's kind of excited to have not been written off as a loser?
Well, that's between him and God. Not that he's religious. But if he was, it'd be between them. )
Sure, I can get you a water!
( Because they are cool, and Peter gestures for her to follow him through the throng of bodies until they reach the bar. It's not as crowded as the dance-floor but they're still squished up pretty close; their elbows are touching, and her hip is nudging his own—
But then a group of people turn back to the dance-floor with their drinks and all of a sudden thee's room to manoeuvre again. )
Can I get two waters? Big ones?
( He leans close to the barman just to make sure he's heard, then turns just enough to flash a broad smile back at Gwen. )
I'm Peter, by the way! ( Now look who's having to shout. ) What's your name?
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she hangs back when peter leans in to order for them because no way does she want to get comfortable at the bar, they'll just be moving right along as soon as he gets their drinks and who
the hell
told him it was okay to smile at her like that
wait, focus
did he just say his name is peter? of course it's peter. why not? ]
Gwen. [ she stepped in a little closer, just so they don't have to yell, sure. we're gonna go with that. ] Are you new in town? I don't think I've seen you around.
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( Gwen? That's a pretty awesome name; kind of old-timey, actually, and Peter decides then and there that he likes it. Not that he goes around rating people's names or anything, but 'Gwen' is unusual enough that he doesn't think it'll slip his mind anytime soon. Yeah, that's definitely it. It has nothing to do with the fact that she seems cool, friendly, and also happens to be really pretty ...
Wow, no. Back to the conversation. Man, she's a lot closer than she was a second ago. )
Yeah, I just got here the other day. It's been ...
( ... Pretty eye-opening? Kind of shocking? Deeply uncomfortable? )
Pretty interesting?
( His laugh is a silly, awkward thing, because even though he's been assigned Dominant status it still makes him feel pretty dreadful that he's going to be benefiting from a caste system. One thing he knows for certain is that he's been dragged through to a messed-up world. )
How long have you been here? ( But this is kind of ridiculous, so he leans in close again so he can be properly heard. ) Wait— do you wanna go sit somewhere quieter? I saw some tables at the back.
( He makes a vague gesture beyond the dance-floor with a hopeful (if not lop-sided) smile. )
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Yeah, yeah. [ she answers the table question pretty quick, a "yeah, yeah, of course" before she even thinks about it. she just doesn't want to yell over the music? but grabbing a table. that's definitely not grabbing her water and letting him carry on with his nightlife, is it? hm. it doesn't seem to occur to her as anything to pay attention to though, the fact that she just wants to keep talking to him. it totally will later, but for now she's just totally interested in what this guy has to say about pretty much anything. it's fine.
the bartender holds out their waters and gwen takes hers, then leads the way back to the other side of the dance floor, skirting along the edge of it to avoid getting pulled back in. because that can happen, and no! they're on a mission! a table mission. they're going to find one that isn't totally gross with a sticky-booze top.
aha. there's even some that are behind a wall kinda thing- half-circle little booths around a small table. how comfy. the sound isn't completely blocked out, but it's way better than it was. her ears are still ringing though, damn. she slides into the booth and huffs a breath, because man. it's hot. it's better now, over here, but. woof! anyway. it's cool, she's totally cool. ]
What did you ask me again-? [ he asked her a question and she already forgo- ] Oh! Me, time here. I've been here for a few months now. Way longer than I thought I would be, at least. And it's nuts, it's all insane. I'm a sub, so I got stuck in the gross apartments in the Down for a while. Had an awesome roommate! He's still there, but I ended up in this giant house in the Up just for being in the right place at the right time a few weeks ago. Got really lucky. Cannot stress enough how insane the whole city is though.
[ is she talking a lot? she's talking a lot. shit. ]
Though I will say- the impression they try to give off at orientation, that everybody here is just crazy kinky, and that everybody here has to play along with that? It's totally not true. The- quota stuff is true, but you can kinda. Do whatever you want. With that.
[ gwen wHY WOULD YOU BRING UP THE QUOTA AT ALL ]
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( Peter takes his own water with a hurried 'thanks' before zipping off after Gwen, pleased that she seems comfortable enough in all this to just roll with it and lead him over to the booths. She probably does this kind of thing all the time, right? She's got that vibe of someone who knows what she wants and likes to have a good time, which ... yeah, Peter wishes he had that. Honestly, half the time he doesn't even know what's going on. )
You got a giant house? That's awesome!
( She does talk a lot, and Peter's genuinely grateful for it. Getting to know someone who gives him way too much to go in is better than someone who barely speaks at all— and since he falls into the former category as well? It's good. It's all A-OK. )
My apartment's pretty cool too, but— I dunno, it's really messed up that I got one just for showing up, y'know? Like I didn't do anything, they just said "here, this is yours now, call Room Service if you wanna get stuff". How crazy is that?
( Peter's eyebrows are heading up towards his hairline and his expression is open with disbelief, because for all his life hasn't exactly been straight-forward? This is the kind of thing that happens to other people. The migration of his eyebrows is pushed on even further when Gwen barrels right into talking about the quota— the sex quota— and he immediately throws back a too-big mouthful of water that ...
Yeah, he ends up choking on. )
Right, the uh— the quota! ( His ears burn red as he wipes his chin, then coughs into his free hand to clear his throat of water. ) I guess that's good to know? I mean, it's not like I've really thought about that yet, but it isn't gonna be a big deal. It's whatever.
( Spoiler: He's been thinking about it pretty much exclusively and it's actually kind of a Massive Deal, but shHHHH. )
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[ help her ask for dumb shit to fill her house with, pete. this is your duplicity destiny. what you were put in this city to do. and that's ALL gwen is thinking about, she's not thinking about doing anything else with this nice boy, no, not at all
although she does feel bad for making him choke on his drink, woops, woops. and without really thinking about it, as he's insisting he hasn't thought much about the quota thing ( yeah, right ), she reaches out a hand to thwip a web out to the table across from them. it's just far enough away that she'd have to get up to reach it and that's not happening, so she uses a web to catch the napkin holder there, dragging it back so she can catch it. it all happens pretty quick, and she doesn't even think to frickin' explain herself because it's her fault he choked on the water and she's more concerned about that than anything else, so.
here. have a napkin. and hey! that's right, she spilled some drink on her shirt too, so she's taking a napkin for herself and patting it down finally, too. see? we're all a mess here. ]
Yeah, totally whatever. I always choke on my drink when I'm thinking about stuff that isn't a big deal at all. [ she grins ] No, but really. I guess I was just- trying to make this place seem less insane than it really is by bringing up the most unbelievable part of all. Smooth moves, me. --You're okay?