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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!! |
I already love your wrathion plz send help
Before long however he let the distraction fade, listening in earnest to Wrathion's question, knowing that the cogs and wheels had been turning, and now the black dragon was decidedly aware of his proposition. To be fair he was trying, in earnest, to keep his emotions in check as well, during this whole situation.]
Well, I...I keep hearing that it serves as a protection to have...a contract. Between...A Dominant and...
[Anduin found himself saying, disliking the terminology but endeavoring to explain without becoming too embarrassed.]
A submissive. And in return, you can expect that you wouldn't need to be in hiding...In Stormwind, at least. Provided you cooperate and answer some questions that I have.
negl i've missed playing him!
but not as much as what anduin says. his smirk grows, canines flashing as he leans almost uncomfortably close to the young king. so he wants a contract? wrathion is certainly familiar with drawing up such things. he's familiar with making deals, especially when they are to his own benefit. but here it would benefit them both. he can't say that bothers him all too much. in fact, there's a certain appeal.
reaching out, a hooked talon settles under anduin's chin and he tilts the young king's chin up. his crimson eyes glitter mischievously. ]
And you wish to form such a contract with me? I suppose I could consent to that, especially if it means freedom within Alliance controlled lands.
[ stepping closer, he leans in more. ]
I would ally myself to you, Anduin Wrynn, provided you also give me what I want.
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What he certainly did not expect however, was the sudden predatory gaze and the invasion of his personal space, making him almost lean away unconsciously. Still, his gaze was even, steady despite the hand on his chin. He permitted the touch, for the moment, if only because he was aware that decorum dictated it should be so.]
You know that I do not go back on my word.
[The King stated this firmly, with conviction, as blue met red, crimson on azure. It was that contrast that made them so drastically different, not just in appearance but mentally, as well. Still, he thought there was merit in placing his trust so heavily in Wrathion.]
Despite the fact you might be...What? Five now? In dragon years. I do hope you're up for the task.
[Perhaps the tension in the air prompted him to crack the witty remark, but. He did smirk despite himself.]
It's not exactly like having your first pet.
lmao age jokes i love
Dragon years. Dragon years. As you can see- [ and he gestures at himself ] I'm fully grown when I take on this mortal form.
[ huffing enough for smoke to filter up from his lips, he almost turns away, but instead keeps his eyes locked on anduin's. ]
Trust me, my king. I'm more than "up" for it. If I must demonstrate, I will do so.
Had to!
Still, rather than earn the dragon's ire, he decided to temper it, in his own fashion. There was a coy look for a moment before he poised his hand on his own chin, tilting his head.]
Do you remember...when we first played Jihui...You told me: 'What was the point of playing the game' when the point of it was for both of us to win? You kept moving the pieces to make me lose...when I just..kept making you win.
[He recollected, evidently hardly put out or intimidated by the way Wrathion was acting. In fact, it just encouraged him to continue.]
Demonstrate...?
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he won't say it, but he's glad to see anduin again, glad he's here. it'll make their stay more bearable, and because he acknowledges he's always been drawn to the young king, he accepts that perhaps anduin's offer would be worth pursuing.
of course, anduin is and has always been one to push boundaries and now is no different. wrathion shoots him a dark look before considering what to do next. if anduin wants him to demonstrate, he certainly won't back down.
so he leans into anduin's personal space again, stepping once more into his personal bubble. this time, as he meets anduin's eyes, his own gaze is a bit calculating. a clawed hand rises from his side to cup anduin's cheek and then he's close enough for them to share breaths. ]
I remember all too well, my king. I expect you are as annoyingly pacifistic now as you were then. That's what makes this so easy.
[ and without further ado, he presses their lips together. ]
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Needless to say, the dark look was met, once again, levelly, but. When Wrathion started to move in closer he was almost unsure what the other's intent was and that was what frightened him. It was in this moment that Anduin struggled to find words or even proper reactions, since he had believed that his former compatriot had been bluffing.]
Surely you can't just say that without first—
[His words...died in his throat. This...wasn't exactly what he had in mind when Wrathion said a demonstration. If it was power that Wrathion wanted, he certainly already had it. But...dominance...that was almost visceral in some ways.
The people walking past them seemed to slow, his gaze wide as their lips touched, warm in a way that didn't seem familiar. His mind went blank, and his body froze, unexpectedly.
His bare fingers grasped at Wrathion's wrist, the heart in his chest feeling like it was coming up his throat. This was his first kiss, naturally he felt...startled, if not entirely warm in the face. His pale cheeks were burning hotter than the forges of Ironforge, to such a degree that he grasped Wrathion's shoulder to right himself, squeezing.
What was he supposed to do...? Open his mouth or...? Just as quickly when he thought to react, he didn't say or do anything beyond move his lips clumsily against the dragon's and then...seconds later questioned why he'd even done that.]
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his fingers slide into anduin's bangs, tangling in them and tugging gently as he flicks his tongue against anduin's lips. this is how it goes, isn't it? and perhaps this dominant/submissive arrangement isn't so bad.
curious as to how far he could push this, wrathion soon settles his free hand at anduin's hip. he knows enough about this world not to understand that they're playing a dangerous game, especially considering their individual alliances. but those thoughts aren't on his mind as he pulls away.
the glow of his eyes is banked as he regards anduin silently. his fingers still linger in the young king's hair and he remains close enough to kiss again, but he wants to ensure he hasn't stepped too far over a threshold which he can't return from. ]
Satisfied? [ his voice is a little hoarse, lower than it normally is. ] Or do you need another demonstration?
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To say that his head was in a whirl was understating things to such a degree that the young king simply couldn't...process...His face was as hot as the sun itself, his body felt like it might have been burning up alongside it.
The faint vestiges of mulled wine, of spice, and something he couldn't identify mingled between them for a moment, and he felt that kiss long after it had left him, leaving him winded and terribly defenseless in its wake.
He tried to say something, anything in reply, a witty remark or something that might bring him back to his senses but words failed him. It was one of the first times he'd been tongue-tied so completely he couldn't merit a proper reply.
What was he supposed to do now? How could he face Wrathion when he'd reacted so shamefully? Anduin swallowed thickly for a moment, gulping back whatever may have been in his thoughts, but the flicker of heat that had manifested just as surely...dissipated when he tried to banish it. Their lingering contact however, did give him time to untangle his tongue.]
...I...
[He just touched his own lips as he leaned back, his breathing a touch erratic while he gave his best attempt to recover from this. It might be...a while, however for him to manage words again.]