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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!!

» » » MAIN NAVIGATION « « «

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[Qi'ra has never run into the problem of a body double; if she had, she'd have used it to her full advantage - both good and bad. The idea that there's someone out there that looks enough like her to make a man such as this do quite the double take gives her pause. She wonders what differences there are, if any, but she doesn't ask.]

I can imagine it does. [Returning her hands to her lap, she's done paying attention to the various Dominants and Submissives on the train and devotes her entire attention to Jon.] Is it that obvious?

[He feels himself shift shyly under her gaze, struggling between the confident young man he had grown into and the more boyish side of him that had never fully disappeared after Ygritte. Qi'ra was beautiful and having her full attention on him was...pleasant, to say the least.]

No. [He chuckled, glancing around the car briefly.] Most on this...uh transport are new. It's how LIEs has most of us travel from Orientation and back. It's easier to guess who is new than assume you have always been here and I have missed you.

You haven't missed me.

[It's a gentle assurance, though she has to wonder if he's always been this kind or if he's attempting to extract information (or more) from her because he's aware that she's new.] The Orientation was. [How to put it delicately since he seems to be perturbed by the things that go on around them.] Informative.

Have you been here long?

[He isn't normally so forthright or assured next to a woman, especially a beautiful one. Perhaps it was because of the familiar face, it was easier to slip back into a more confident and gentle manner, teasing her as he would with Daenerys or one of the other women he had come to know well here.

However that might appear, he was glad of it.]

Aye, it is. No matter if you have had a lover before or not, it is a bit strange to find yourself in a room where they try to show you what to do. [He flushed, looking down at his hands briefly before meeting her eyes.] Orientation is mandatory, but no matter how often I go, it still is...strange.

[Oh gods, how long had it been? It felt like forever, and yet still recent.]

A few months.

[Demonstrations of sex, even those more deliberate and open than she's used to, don't bother Qi'ra. She wasn't the one performing the acts, so she'd merely tuned them out, focusing instead on other thoughts while doing her best to appear engaged on those in front of her. She'd noticed others trying avert their eyes, but she'd stared straight ahead, unbothered as far as anyone else was concerned.

As far as anyone could tell.]

Despite all of your-- [And he's not the only one who can tease. She does so now, that same smile appearing, probably very much like one he's used to.] -- experience with your lovers, you choose to attend to attain more. Tips? Tricks?

[She leans forward several inches as if they're sharing a secret.] And what have you learned after all your months?

[Now that's a word he never thought would be applied. She doesn't wound him with the thought, instead coaxing another shy smile from him, chuckling beneath his breath as the whole weight of his time passed over him.

Whoever she might be and whatever she might think, he enjoyed the teasing.]

If it keeps others from complaining, maybe it is better to accept the tips? [It's hard to focus on anything else when she leans closer. The smell of her is stronger, sweet and rich against his senses. He can't help but swallow slightly, watching her intently.] That our hosts will do anything to encourage us together.

Do you receive many complaints, Jon?

[The bashfulness seems to be natural and Qi'ra wonders if it's easy for a man with such shy tendencies to be a dominant personality in a system such as this. Again, not a question she's seeking the answer to at the moment, but she finds it curious that he's so reluctant to talk about the baser subjects that they've been introduced to over and over again while clearly being told to enforce them.]

Anything?

[Now that's a question she'll ask.]

If there are, they are said out of my hearing. [Which is a bit awkward to consider. He has some ideas about his abilities, but it seemed ridiculous to claim that he was good enough to satisfy all women. The sort of joke Theon might say when they were younger.] I think that's a question better asked after...

[He broke off, clearing his throat again, trying to keep his smile from spreading too far. However bashful he was, he was at least not as stubborn and angry as he had been when he was still a virgin.]

Aye, anything. Snow, ship, magic, it's all to bring us together.

After?

[She pauses there because she wants to hear the end of his statement. Perched forward as she is, elbows on her knees, forearms crossed, her amusement at his near slip of the tongue is apparent, and she's going to wait patiently until she finishes.]

Question better asked after what?

[She's not making this simple for him and it's obvious by the way she's leaning in that she means to have him finish his sentence. Rather than blush, he smiles more to himself. He had to respect her determination, even at his own embarrassment.]

After. [Not that he would make it easy or her either.] After everything I know how to do.

Then we would see if it serves.

And your knowledge is extensive? After all your observations during Orientation, of course.

[He could, naturally, try and outlast her, but playing word games and being coy were things she'd been trained to do during her time with Crimson Dawn. 'Interrogation by any means necessary' was another way to put it, but easy banter was far more fun than any other way she could think of at the moment, considering they were still on the train.]

Do you provide references, then?

[And just like that, she ha him off guard and easily overpowered in their verbal duel. It wasn't a surprise that he could be so disarmed, even less so by her. He couldn't say what her experience was or what her past might entail, but it was greater than his and he didn't need to know much to understand that.]

No, not extensive. [Humility was often better than bragging. He wouldn't get the upperhand on her.] My abilities are...honest. That is what I can offer.

[He nearly choked at that.]

It wouldn't be honorable for me to name names or expect references, my lady.

[She feels a sort of triumph when he concedes without saying so, his honesty about what he's capable when it comes to performing sexually a fresh difference to what she's known.

It's his reaction to her request for references that makes her laugh before she drops a hand on his knee.]

I wasn't serious about references. [Pulling her hand back, she sits back in the seat and returns to their previous conversation. The side step was interesting, but she hasn't forgotten what he's said.] You mentioned I'll have to be on the lookout for ships, snow, and things of a magical nature. How often do things occur?

[He must have said something right because she seems to give off an air of delight and triumph. Before he can prepare himself, she has her hand on his knee.

He struggles to decide what to do but ultimately decides to keep his hands folded.]

Often. [He'll focus on their main conversation rather than his nerves.] It isn't easy to predict when they start their games. It happens when they choose to do them. The last time was when the snow fell, it made everyone respond in different ways.

I see.

[She doesn't, not really.

Qi'ra has lived in sewers, in encampments, and, more recently, in luxury aboard a flying yacht. Weather hasn't really affected her in one way or another, though she doesn't particularly care for extremes in one form or another. She also suffers in silence rather than gripes out loud, so she's curious about how others responded to snow. Rather than ask the man in front of her, she opts to search for depositories of information elsewhere.]

Does the snow often fall on the planet you're originally from?

In certain parts of the kingdom, unless it's winter.

[Because winter was here, the snow would cover the entirety of Westeros, where before it was simply confined to the North. It had been stranger to be in a kingdom where there was no constant snowfall or cold. Dragonstone had been...warmer, as much as it could be during that time.

He shook his head, realizing he was drifting away, back to his home.]

Does it not snow on yours?

[Qi'ra squints for a moment, then opens up a little.]

Where I come from, there are lots of planets and snow covers quite a few of them. [She tips her chin up and says with a small measure of apathy:] I lived on a ship. A very large ship. We had no snow.

[It's said with no room for questions. She's simply not going to answer questions about the First Light because to do so would invite more questions about who she is and what she does and that is utterly off limits.]

Are you a fan of the snow? [She lightens the question with a quick grin.] That isn't mood altering.

You are able to travel to other planets? [Somehow in all of the things he had heard and learned, he hadn't expected or felt prepared for that idea. Here he was in another world and what she said seemed out of the realm of possibility.] On a ship?

[She might not ask questions, but he can't stop them from coming.]

I wouldn't say a "fan" of the snow. It is a part of my life.

My family's words are "Winter is Coming."

And yet here, winter has already arrived. Snow for the snow.

[She's not remotely clever, she knows it, but it takes away from his question as she makes a play on his name. A moment later, she clears her throat.]

We travel entire systems. Galaxies. [A pause.] You've not heard of this before?

[He can at least smile at her, amused slightly by the play on his name. It was nicer than what the reality was. It was enough to keep him from explaining what his name really meant.

Maybe in time, but it would only sour her joke, however silly it was.]

No. So much of this city is ahead of what I know. We travel by carriages, horses, ships. Not in something like this and never across the stars.

Never?

[Her entire life had been defined by her desire to leave Corellia. First by herself, then with Han. When she'd finally achieved that goal - not of her own volition - she'd sworn she'd never stay in one place too long. Now it seemed she wouldn't have much of a choice.]

Wasn't it boring, only exploring one planet?

I don't have anything to compare it to.

[How could you be bored with something when you didn't know the alternative?

But there was at least something he could understand and that she might be amused by.]

I only stayed in one part of the world as it was. I have never really traveled anywhere before.

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