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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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[ This is far from his first tango with the whole orientation shindig -- in fact, it's started to become incredibly boring for him, given how nothing noteworthy seems to change about it. Even though it's his first time attending the mandatory event as a fresh Submissive (and he's got his scarf nicely tied up higher and tighter than normally to obscure this fact), it's still utterly unremarkable. The only thing even remotely interesting are the new arrivals, which Ouma generally finds himself paying more attention to than anything.

Sitting pretty rudely (legs spread wide, slouching backwards, and hands thrown behind his head) in his seat watching the demonstration before him, he yawns as he watches some of the newbies begin to scatter a bit and react -- familiarizing themselves, acting aghast or scandalized, etc.

While he knows very well at this point there's a possibility of seeing a familiar face pop up, it's still incredibly offputting when he sees the familiar face (or half-face, given the mask) in question approaching some rando Sub.

... Ah. Ouma grimaces, his hands falling from behind his head to hang in dead weight behind the back-rest of the seat he's still slouched against. ]

Wow, super gross!! Who invited you, anyway?

[ Ouma brings one of his hands up to absently dig in his ear with a pinky finger as he obnoxiously runs his mouth in Korekiyo's direction to effectively cockblock his endeavors over there... His good deed for the day, honestly. ]

[Ah. A tiresome tone has moved through the air to curse his ears. Honestly, Korekiyo has to wonder about this one sometimes. His little habit of slipping in to try to interfere for reasons most cannot hope to fathom. It does allow one to experience the most intriguing aspects of humanity but at what cost?

Golden eyes slowly slide across to where he sees the upstart. Obnoxious and as rude as ever. It's almost a shame that he didn't hold onto that sword longer. Ripping his nerves out might have actually done everyone a favor.

Every aspect of humanity might be before but beautiful things can be irritating too. That's important to note.]

It seems to be a power greater than your own ability to avoid the truth.

[Wrapping an arm around himself, he tilts his head to the side, a hand to his face.]

Though, is an admiration of a culture to be seen as gross? Or could one consider one who insults a culture to be the vile miscreant instead?

[Casually, he looks him over. In the end he can hardly help but to be curious to know why Kokichi would bother with any of this.]

[ Oh jesus christ.

Ouma listens to this naval-gazing, face flat and eyelids falling in the picture of unenthusiasm. Greater power..."culture"... Ouma only ends up scoffing at all this, an eyebrow rising in wry amusement. ]

Hey, don't insult me! These guys call themselves L.I.E.S., but they're utter garbage at living up to the name. [ He tosses a hand out flippantly as he speaks...or well, complains. ] Seriously, you'd think that pig bitch Iruma-chan were the Mastermind behind all this or something... So yeah, the culture sucks, plain and simple!

[ A momentary pause...is he done?

-- Nope, he tacks on one last thought, tilting his own head and feigning innocent curiosity in spite of the words that come spilling out of his mouth: ]

But hey, I'm reaaally curious about how you're gonna admire the whole sucking culture thing with that creepy mask on, anyway...

Given your very nature, one can call you an expert on being a liar. However, there is always more to the act of lying than your simplistic and childish views.

[They clearly get along as well as they ever did. Then again, he really expected...nothing less. Korekiyo might be able to admire what the other can do to awaken feelings in others but there is also something to be said for letting things happen naturally.

Something that a certain liar has a habit of not allowing.]

Though, I wonder if you are so curious about what I am capable with this mask due to an interest or if you genuinely believe it to be impossible.

[ Why let something happen naturally when you can take total control of it!! That's his ideology, anyway.

Ouma shrugs. ]

Haha. Are you talking about something perverted? ... Naaasty!

[ He says, like he totally did not start this or make an innuendo whatsoever. Nonetheless, he grips the edge of his seat between his already insolently spread legs and leans forward with newfound interest. ]

But actually, I was wondering more about how you're planning on handling it when they ask to see your neck.

[ He lifts one of his hands to point at his own neck in demonstration -- although his is just as covered as Korekiyo's right now, albeit with his scarf. ]

They can do that here, y'know... Even though you don't have a mark, right?

[ It's an educated guess, given Ouma had seen him approaching another Submissive only a minute ago. ]

[You are getting in the way of his studies of a natural environment, Kokichi. Rude.

Anyway, Korekiyo lets out a breathless sort of laugh, closing his eyes and lifting a finger up as if to pause the situation for a correction.]

On the contrary, these acts are far from nasty and are actually practiced around the world. However, when it comes to my mask, revealing my neck will not actually be problematic.

[Reaching up, he unbuttons just the top button and then grabs the bottom of his mask. In a smooth motion, he lifts it up to reveal his flawlessly pale skin without ever exposing his face in the process. One need only be creative in moments like this.

Though why there should be interest in his handling of his mask is intriguing. Something he will get to in a moment since he's lowering it back down now and buttoning his coat again.]

As you can see, I am without a mark. Something that I would say you actually possess.

[ ... Of course. Ouma had kind of expected him to do as much really, but he still rolls his eyes when Korekiyo does it, anyway. So extra... ]

Maaan, I thought you were finally gonna take that thing off. Well, whatever...

[ At least that confirms for him that Korekiyo, indeed, does not have a mark (why). The staff really don't seem to give a shit about visibility of their necks in general as long as there's compliance when it's called for -- not that Ouma is very good at the whole compliance thing whatsoever, considering it's both how he ended up in this designation and how his mark is completely white now. ]

And who knooows? If I confirmed it, I might be lying. But then I might also be lying about lying! So it doesn't matter what I've got, 'cause I'm the Supreme Leader of Evil and a no-good liar first and foremost. I can cancel anything out if people fall for it!

[ ... Which, yes, they make it exceptionally difficult here by switching up the game so much, but he's still fooled plenty of people and even has a subordinate pretending to be his contracted Submissive for when the situation calls for it, so he's got it under control.

Totally. In a self-destructive, 100MPH on the highway with no breaks kind of way. The usual. ]

In other words, you are up to your old tricks but the game plays you even as you play it. This is a simple matter of you stating that you haven't changed at all.

[Well, if that is settled then he can easily know how to handle him. Take everything he says and consider most of it false and then move on from there. It seems their friendship is much the same as it always was.

Because yes. Of course they are friends. One need not like all their friends to value them. At least none of his precious ancient relics are here to be touched.]

What reason have you for attending this today? It seems the sort of thing you would hardly enjoy unless you could be in charge. Given the fact that you haven't risen to your feet and you wear your scarf higher than usual, it would seem you have the mark. So one should wonder what the purpose of you being here even is.

[Certainly a suspicious thing. Particularly given the tricks he's seen him pull in the past.]

[ On the contrary, Ouma's not sure how to handle Korekiyo at all, mostly because he'd received a cliffnotes version of what had gone down between what he remembers and what Shuichi here remembers. Which is a lot more.

For now, he'll fake it and pretend he doesn't know anything. Although he's really fucking curious about where Korekiyo's memories begin and end.

Ouma throws up a hand with a sigh at the other's inquiries, answering in a way that conveys that yes, this is very much a chore for him... ]

It's like, mandatory or whatever. And I kiiinda don't want my head blown off by a sketchy neck mark. By the way, if you hear any weird beeping or see any flashing tats, you better duck and cover quick! ... Or don't. I actually don't care.

[ It's not a lie that the orientations are pretty much forced, but everything else he's just said is pretty much bullshit. Even if the marks seem to be changing colors lately... So maybe they can start flashing, he doesn't know! ]

[So the orientations were mandatory. That's the only reason why he's here even if he's being generally irritating about the entire situation. If one were to be shocked by this then one simply would have to realize they didn't know the Ultimate Supreme Leader all that well.

The rest? Well, Korekiyo is far from naive. He let's that slide into a file to be ignored in his mind until he can have further proof. One should never take anything this one says very seriously.]

What a fascinating show that would be. Would you like me to obtain one to record your explosion when it arrives? I'm sure it will be a show for the ages.

[What are friends for, after all?]

[ He has been to these things three times and he truly craves death now. It was funny the first time, seeing blatantly explicit demonstrations to the discomfort of nearly everyone else in the room, but now it's just boring! Repetition is going to drive him to the grave! At least when he was a Dominant, it was easier to take command of the room and humiliate some rando for kicks though. Now he doesn't even get to have that bit of fun... ]

Ew? No thanks. As if I'd die in such a lame way...! And I can think up about a bajillion shows that would be better than that around here, anyway.

[ He lives for the applause, Korekiyo!!! He waves off the comment, only to bring a finger to his lips as though he's starting to consider something more seriously. ]

... Hmm, but if you're really game for a show, there's this thing I've been thinking of... Ever heard of autoerotic asphyxiation? I think it's something you'd totally be into!

Of course. The first documentation of it comes from the 17th century. At the time it was prescribe as a cure for erectile dysfunction. The idea came from witnessing criminals being hanged. Males would often be found to have developed erections during the time of death.

[No one asked for this history lesson but here they are.]

Though it surprises me that you should desire to experience the high found in this. It's one of the most extreme forms of pleasure. Are you one prepared for something of this nature?

[ Holy fuckin shit.

Well, here's Korekiyo, giving a detailed account about dangerous choking kink and erection issues out here in the middle of orientation. Ouma rests his chin in his hand, elbow settled on one of his knees as he just grins at this nonsense, hoping that this shit is in earshot of some poor souls. Thanks Korekiyo, this is now at least 10% less boring. ]

Whoa, no way!! That's sooo interesting...

[ Is he being sarcastic right now? Probably, but this is also probably some fact he'll also weave into a lie to spring on some soul he dislikes here in the future, because he's definitely not above that. Ever. ]

But duh, I'm super prepared for anything extreme! It's no fun if there's no risk, yeah? I don't do any of the kiddy stuff all these other losers are obsessed with.

[ Whatever you say, Ouma. ]

[For the briefest of moments, he's almost impressed. Less because he fully believes it and more because it does take some bravery to volunteer for such pleasurable extremes.

Note: It's still almost.]

Then I shall make you my partner for this session. We'll see if the Ultimate Supreme Leader can manage the role of the Ultimate Submissive.

[Even with that mask on his face, he seems amused by the notion. A soft breathy laugh can be heard as he turns away towards a room.]

Kehehehe. Come. Let us see what your limits are.

[ Those two titles are so not synonymous. Ouma's brows rise high on his face at the suggestion, and he can't help scoffing a short laugh at that himself. ]

Wait, wait, wait. Was that a joke?

[ It sure sounded like one!! Ouma grabs his knees as he tilts his head at Korekiyo, wondering if the other is really going to wander off like that out of nowhere. He's still got questions, okay. Truth be told, he's gotten so jaded to this place and what he's got to do to stay on top (ha) of things, but at the core of most encounters it is his selfishness that tends to shine through. ]

If not, I'm not sure what I'm getting out of it...? I don't do this kind of crap for free, y'know!

[ Also, uh, since he's kind of being vehemently ignored by the locals due to the color of his mark he kind of has not eaten lately outside of shit he's stolen (at high risk). So. There are definitely incentives. Fuck you pay me!! ]

I only give allowances of that nature to a Submissive I am in contract with. If you feel you should be given that outside a contract then we need not continue.

[Simple really. It's honestly not that hard in the long run. At least not in his most humble opinion.

He looks back to Kokichi who seems as if he's not pleased with where this all has gone. Which really isn't Korekiyo's problem now is it. Obviously not.]

You are unlikely to be one to ever meet my standards for a proper Submissive so a contract between us would be pointless.

You just got here, you weirdo!

[ And he's already got contract and "allowance" standards? What the hell... Ouma supposes if anyone would adapt so smoothly to this shit though, it would be Korekiyo or Miu, probably. Fantastic. ]

And I'm really not the Sub type anyway, so me contracting with anyone would be pointless...

[ Nevermind the fact that he couldn't even contract a Sub himself... Pushing people away is a favorite destructive habit of his, and naturally it's gone and landed him in hot water again.

It's fine, though. He's still got leverages. Liiike... ]

-- But listen, I know way more about this place than most people. Guess how long I've been here.

You are also one of the ones most likely to lie about this place including how long you have been here.

[Which would make answering that...pointless. Korekiyo sees no reason to fall into that little trap even if it turns out it isn't one in the first place. He likes to believe he's too intelligent for that.]

Is there a point to you telling me you know more than I about the nature of this place?

[ That's so unfair, because he definitely was going to lead-in with a lie like "10,000 years I've waited...!" or something to start... Stop ruining his fun, Korekiyo!! ]

... Bleeeh.... I don't even feel like lying, now. That's how awful you are!

[ Ouma glances down at his nails, pettiness seeping clearly through his tone as he starts rambling details. ]

O-kay, so pay attention, 'cause I'm not gonna repeat myself... I've been here almost four months? Obviously you wouldn't have missed me for that long, since you're definitely like the others. In fact, I know you remember the killing game last -- I just wanna know what about the killing game you remember last? Like, which one of our dearest, precious classmates brutally murdered who that you last remember...? That kind of thing.

[ A brief pause. ]

... Oh yeah, and don't even think about lying to someone like me. I'll know if you do.

You see, there is one little factor that you have failed to consider in all of this.

[He lifts that finger up and closes his eyes. Korekiyo almost sounds amused by this whole situation. Perhaps even delighted? It might just be the fact that he knows he has something here that Kokichi doesn't.

Actually no. It's exactly that.]

I am under no obligation to answer any of your questions. Friends though we are, we are not here for the purpose of chatting. Rather, we are here because you must attend and I am here to form a contract. I cannot fulfill my objective with you.

[That hand moves up to his hat.]

Do be quiet. As useful as your truths can be, they will do nothing for me presently.

[ Ouma's eyes narrow slightly, a wry smile spreading on his face again at Korekiyo's reaction. He wishes he could say this tells him everything he needs to know, but it's the exact opposite... It just leaves him hanging, and it's awful, and he's honestly very pissed off about it. He needs more details than ever from Shuichi right now, but he's also!! Avoiding Shuichi right now!! So this is terrible.

At least, he can definitely confirm that Korekiyo probably recalls things he does not. It's been like that for everyone so far.

Ouma crosses his arms, slouching back in his seat again as lackadaisically as possible even as a new tenseness bristles through him. ]

Nee-heehee... Am I really friends with someone this mean? For realsies?

[ Ouma pulls one of his feet up to settle it on his opposite knee, tilting his head at Korekiyo again. ]

But fine, ignore me. I just won't tell you which one of the stupid plebs in this room is a full-fledged serial killer!

[ How tongue-in-cheek can he get. ]

Then it would be much like our situation where we come from. Kehehehehe...

[There's that breathy laugh again. He clearly doesn't appear to be bothered by any of this. Then again, he finds beauty in every aspect of humanity. The good, the bad... There's wonder to be found in all of it. If one is to only desire a small portion of it then they are only limiting their minds and wishing nothing more than to be shallow about the world.

Korekiyo wishes more than that.

So he sighs after that laugh, his voice rather light and airy as he talks now. Almost as if he's excited?]

There is no cause for concern. I cannot die just yet. There is so much more I must do in life before then.

[ Bruh....... ]

I'm kinda trying to avoid any references to the situation we came from, thanks.

[ Murder isn't sexy, Korekiyo!! ]

But I'm totally unsurprised that you'd get off on something like that. I'd say you should contract with someone I dislike, but I dunno if I dislike anyone here that much!

[ Maybe it'd be for the best if Korekiyo did run into a serial killer or something. Ouma wrinkles his nose and glances up at the clock... This orientation shit takes way too long, and now he's gotta figure out how to adequately deal with this guy being here. And having way more leeway than he should. Petition to revoke Korekiyo's Dom status, tbh. ]

Oh? Were you not the one who asked me what I recall of that situation in the first place? One can be sure that perhaps you are not so eager to avoid reference to it if you speak of it first.

[He's so matter of fact about it. Quite honestly he feels that if no one calls Kokichi out on the things he says in moments like this then he will have freedom to just do as he pleases. Which could have potential but it could also mean a little irritation messes with the entire system.

Perhaps it also is mildly entertaining as well that he is managing to get under his skin. It must be the sadist in him kicking in, crawling to the surface to savor the flavor of it in the air.]

Who I contract with will depend on who can meet my standards. Though I am hoping that they should be male. It would be...for the best.

[If he is to keep and meet the needs of someone then it would be terrible to make Sister jealous...]

Yeah, well that was before you started being a shady jerk about it...

[ No, Ouma's just a hypocrite and isn't getting his way. It's a miracle he hasn't just burst into dramatic tears on the spot, but he's been obnoxious at these things before, and even as a Dom that didn't go over too well. War flashbacks to the demonstrations he had to publicly participate in, which he "happily" did to save face.

He really has no interest in doing that while being on the other end of things. Again, his eyes flick toward the clock, then over to some of the people getting their whole table on. Some of the items in tandem with the refreshments are being used, and Ouma's staring at them while Korekiyo talks about his whole contract goal thing.

-- His stomach growls. Loudly. Ouma groans in annoyance, kicking his feet out so that his heels hit the floor as he tilts his head up at the ceiling. ]

Look, I really don't need to know your preferences! [ Even if he thinks he's completely unsurprised on that one. ] But since we're sharing, you wanna know mine? Toujou-chan all the way! She'd be great at this, and she'd make me something tasty off one of these Subs right now! So really, you don't meet my standards, either. Where do I get a refund on this round?

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