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« « « OUT OF CLUTTER FIND SIMPLICITY

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.

» » » 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. For characters with a birthday falling in the months of January to June, their designation will be Dominant. For characters with a birthday falling in the months of July to December, their designation will be Submissive. For characters with an unknown birthday, their designation will be Dominant.

Arrival into Duplicity has not been used as a prompt as it is a rather large part of introducing the game and will be saved for the first in-game log. But feel free to thread it on the TDM. Also, any locations throughout Duplicity are available for TDM prompts as well!

Please remember to mark any necessary content, and have fun!!

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There is definitely someone that stands out, and not because of her vibrantly pink hair and matching eyes. Her scent isn't exactly human, with that undertone of blood and predator that one like her can never seem to shake. She's not hunting though, or lat least doesn't seem to be. If anything she looks confused and shocked at everything going on around her, and has tucked herself off to the side and is just watching everyone else with an air of anxious befuddlement.

Scott has smelled a lot of predators that don't look it, and it's just the kind of thing he's looking to pick up on. When he follows it to her, he's - well, not surprised, exactly, because everything here is a freaking surprise, but the way she's tucked herself away is something he responds to automatically.

"Hey," he says, voice as calm as he can make it. He wanted to make a living helping scared animals, it's not that hard to apply it to people in need. "Are you okay? Do you need anything, like water or something?"

Argilla is the sort of creature that can sense strong emotions from people, and what she's feeling from many of the people here have her on edge. She doesn't understand the concept of lust outside of blood lust, and the difference is actually very, very small. She has no concept that the other sort even exists, so she's been expecting someone to snap at any moment.

The only thing keeping her here is the hope that she can do something about it when it does.

She turns her eyes to the stranger as he approaches, giving him a quick once over. "I'm alright. I've just.. never been to something like this?"

He smiles a little, and looks around. The difference in smells is small, but he can smell down to the chemosignals, and that makes enough of a difference between rip clothes apart and rip skin apart for him.

"Me neither. I mean, I've been in some clubs, but nothing really like...this. Are there no night clubs, where you're from?"

"Is that what's it's called?" She asks, not seeming to understand completely but she accepts what he says for what it is. There's no frame of reference for her to fall back on.

"No." She shakes her head, brows furrowing in annoyance. "The only thing this world has thats similar to where I come from are senseless rules we're expected to follow."

Scott nods quietly, taking in her aggravation.

"That sucks." And he means it, genuinely: anyone coming from a world with rules even remotely similar to this has his sympathy. This all feels - it's wrong. You can't force people into destitution like this for no reason.

"It's not like this, where I'm from. I mean it's not perfect, but people can make their own way."

"Sounds wonderful." She can tell that he's not like the rest of them. He's not like her exactly. She's not sure what he is, but he seems kind enough at least.

"What's it like? Where you came from?"

"It's..." He laughs a little, a brief, quiet sound. Beacon Hills is a freaking nightmare half the time, but that's not the part he wants to tell her about.

"It's quiet. Nice. Not a very big town - like, big enough that you don't know everyone, but you probably know most people. My mom works at the hospital. My best friend is the sheriff's kid. It's not perfect, but when things go wrong, we... we come together, and we handle it."

That is the vaguest description he can possibly give, and it makes him homesick, literally painfully homesick for his pack.

"What's it like where you're from?"

She relaxes a bit more as they talk, the distraction helping her anxiousness. There are words he says that she's never heard spoken out loud, yet there's some fractional bits of memory that recognises them. Words like 'town' and 'hospital', unfortunately there's not enough for 'sheriff' to make sense. For some reason it brings up an image of a star.

His homesickness mirrors her own, in any case. For her, Tribe is everything.

"You... would probably rather not know." She bites her lip for a moment in hesitation. "We only knew it as The Junkyard, and it's not a pleasant story."

He doesn't push for the story: the unpleasant ones are as hard to tell as they are to hear. Scott is quiet for a moment, but dropping his voice low.

"If we can't go home yet, we can at least try and make this place better." Fomenting rebellion? Sure, why not.

'Not pleasant' was the kindest way she could have explained it. She's going to need to tell someone. Soon probably, it'll be worse if she doesn't, but she doesn't yet know who she can trust.

She eyes him again, then nods. "That's why I'm here. I heard people saying none of the rules aren't supposed to matter here."

"Yeah, me too. But it kind of seems like in-person Tindr, too." The lottery, the finding people - yeah, it might be someone likeminded, but from the smell of things in here, he thinks it's also a lot of people looking to hook up. Maybe outside their designated class, or whatever.

"Glad someone thinks it needs fixing, though.

"Tinder?" He gets more a confused look this time. What does starting a fire have to do with being in person? Then she sighs, frustrated with how much she doesn't understand.

"How can anyone not think this needs fixing? You don't need to understand a lot to see this is wrong!"

"It's sort of a dating app?" The lilt at the end of his explanation is in line with the sideways glance he gives her, wondering if he'll have to explain what an app is. Or a phone. Or...whatever else.

"Yeah, but if you're used to it...maybe it doesn't seem wrong to them."

Her brow furrows a moment, but then she tilts her head. "Like on the communication device they gave us?" That's what she thinks the little programs were referred to as.

Then she just sighs and shakes her head, not buying into that at all. "Just because you're used to something doesn't make it right?"

"Yeah, exactly." He could explain more but - he lets out a breath instead, maybe that's not something he should be signing up for right now. He's not exactly great at anything like tutoring.

"No, no - I don't mean it's right. Just that maybe, there are people who don't realize it isn't."

It's not important now. There's too much she doesn't know and not nearly enough time for anyone to explain it. She'll figure things out as she goes. At least she hopes.

"This place looks like it's been this way for a long time. Someone somewhere had to have said something, especially if they're bringing outsiders in."

"Maybe that's why this place exists." He nods around the club, considering what it means if this is the full extent of rebellion here. It can't be, though; people don't just...go along like this.

"And there could be others, you know. People like to protect their secrets, especially if it'll keep them safe."

"Protecting secrets isn't going to change anything!" She can't imagine that this is the extent of a rebellion. She's seen rebellions. Whatever this is, it's not going to make a damn bit of a difference.

"It doesn't matter what you think or say, it's what you do that matters."

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