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TDM #1
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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. |
 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. 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!! |
Kara | Detroit: Become Human | Dominant
lies travel in company
[ There’s so much about this that screams Detroit to her. Maybe the bus isn’t segregated, but the distinction between classes is there, in how Submissives cluster together like androids, unless they’re with their Dominant. Kara doesn’t remember going on errands for Todd or any prior owner, but she did enough when running away with Alice that she’s afraid that she’s doing everything wrong and will be apprehended on sight.
At least Alice isn’t here.
This time, Kara is isn’t property. The freedom she fought for back home carried over when she walked through her chosen door. It’s something of a relief, although she has to admit that she’d do okay if she’d been marked for life in the Down—she doesn’t need to eat or sleep. Surviving wouldn’t be hard. And people tended to take pity on her when she was on the run. She’d find a better place soon.
But the choice is out of her hands, traded instead for power. Influence. Personhood. And her choice, instinctive to her, something more than her base coding and all the knowledge in her memory banks, is to give back. To nurture and protect and provide.
Kara looks at the person next to her, speaking to them no matter what their designation. ]
Do you think they’d let us take someone home before this is over? I can’t imagine leaving so many Submissives in the Down…
end in the discord
[ The desire for freedom is a universal one, it seems. This is like Jericho. Kara is comfortable here.
She put her name in the lottery because it’s a good way to meet someone new. Anyone to talk to, anyone likeminded—because no, she’s not quite as naïve as she used to be, but it’s still only been a few days since the ordeal in Zlatko’s mansion, and little more than a week since she broke through her programming for the last time.
Be they her match for the night or not, Kara gives a small smile to anyone who holds her gaze long enough that it looks like they want to talk, approaching them if the smile is returned unless, of course, they approach her first.
You’re free to intercept her before she gets there. Otherwise, she’ll introduce herself. ]
Hi. My name is Kara. Is this your first time here?
table it for later
[ The display would make her sick if she were human. As it is, Kara needs to take a moment to let her balance sensors re-calibrate. That’s… that was so unsettling.
She doesn’t want to participate in anything, especially not in public. But if someone looks uncomfortable, she’ll approach them. ]
Do you want to go somewhere private to take a break?
[ It’ll be said gently, kindly—it’s clear she wants that and wouldn’t mind company.
OR, feel free to approach her. She looks uncomfortable, if calm...ish. ]
wildcard
[ do ur thing! if you'd rather, i can roll with sub kara. ]
lies-
So Melisande sits in silence like a good submissive, her eyes cast low, glimmers of brilliant blue beneath full dark lashes hiding traces of amusement. For all that this place is strange, it reminds her of no one so much as Anafiel Delaunay. What would he say, to see her here, playing Valerian as she puts the skills he taught her to work?
The voice of the woman next to her pulls Melisande back from her study of the kneeling submissive, and there's another flash of those eyes as she glances up only briefly, taking in her features and tucking them away. Compassion can be costly, but if she's willing to pay the price--]
Would you take them all home, my lady? It's a generous thought, but even one submissive can be more...demanding than one might expect.
[Her voice is a low, beautiful thing, rich with a gentle amusement, and a hint of an offer to share the joke.]
no subject
[ Typical Kara. She sees someone hurting or scared or in need, and she wants to help. Without Alice to care for, there's an empty space in her heart, one that she wants to fill— and knowing that she's expected to be someone's protector and provider— that helps.
In Detroit, her only concern had been one person above all others. As things stand here, with no attachments yet, she would offer her protection to anyone willing to take it.
The woman next to her is playing her part, but Kara guesses maybe she'd make a better Dominant. The way she talks, the look in her eyes— it's like their roles could be inverted and it'd feel like it all fits. ]
You're probably right. [ She could ask the first thought that came to mind —are you talking about yourself? — with no repercussions, but Kara can't bring herself to do it. Not yet, and she hopes never at all. ] I'm not afraid, though. You shouldn't be, either.
lies travel in company
[As ever, Stephen's eye is to the reason behind what he's seeing, though the core of it -- why and how they're here at all -- is a mystery to him when all the answers he's been given sound like utter nonsense. Still, he's endured worse prisons, he's sure. He's dressed in a tunic and cloak, like something out of another era...or out of a renaissance festival. The collar of said tunic does nothing to hide the line newly drawn down his throat.]
They want us to fall in line with the roles assigned. That means making everyone acutely aware of the benefits of their state-sanctioned relationships as quickly as possible.
no subject
No. She cancels the processes causing her stress levels to ride the most. She can worry about that later. ]
They want us to behave. [ Like how so many humans wanted androids to be perfect servants, not people in their own right. ] I've... I've seen this before. It can get ugly.
[ She looks at him now, and resists the urge to ask him to come with her. He's a stranger, and trusting strangers almost got her killed more times than she cares to admit. ] Do you— would you fight this, if you could?
no subject
[Stephen eyes her, his gaze calculating. That she hasn't offered is a mark in her favor; he suspected she would as soon as he responded to her first question, and without anything more than a sentence or two to go off of.....
Well, he's jumped into worse with less impetus, particularly when it involves a beautiful woman, but he's at least considering the possibility that there might be deceit involved in whatever offers he might receive in the near future.]
Once I've determined how I'll go about it.
[Not an if, but a when.]
no subject
She's quiet for a few moments - no need to rush, not when they can be heard by anyone. ]
If there's anything I can fo—
[ She'll do it. This is all wrong. She's willing to help take it apart. ]
no subject
Brave of you. My name is Stephen -- Doctor Stephen Strange. Yourself?
no subject
She feels the same way about all of this. ]
Kara. [ Her model number isn't her name, nor is her serial number. ] It's such a relief to know I'm not alone thinking this.
[ Someone who can take action. Someone willing to. Kara isn't strong, but she'll do what she can. ]
no subject
Only Kara, though, no surname? He does find that interesting.]
We should stay in contact. Here, they gave me an address --
[He digs in a pocket for the scrap of paper. The hand that comes up holding it is scarred and trembles with old nerve damage.]
no subject
She's prepared to reach out for the address but is distracted by the state of his hand, her caregiver programming kicking off as compassion overtakes her. Yes, she can tell the damage has been done, but that doesn't mean the pain is gone.
Before she takes the piece of paper, she dares to cover his hand with both of hers, very briefly. Then she smiles, reading the address, saving it to memory, and nods, handing it back. ]
I'll remember. If you find yourself in the Up, here's mine.
[ She offers her own paper with the air of someone who could just as soon leave it on her seat and not miss it. ]
no subject
He, in turn, offers her slip of paper back after he's read it. He's only human, but his powers of memory are spectacular.]
Then I'll look for you. I don't know what I'm going to do yet, but I'd be glad not to do it alone.
discord
Hey. I'm Yamamoto-unless here you introduce by first names? Then I'm Takeshi. I just got here actually-I wonder if I saw you during the orientation.
no subject
[ She repeats it to acknowledge the whole first name thing, even though she only has one name. ]
Probably. Looks like most of us were there. [ "Us" being "the people here for the break from those labels that damn you for life". ] I'm really glad there's a movement like this, you know? The way things are here— I dunno.
[ She shakes her head. You get her, right? ]
no subject
Yeah, I get it. I mean, from my understanding this sort of thing some people like in the bedroom, you know? But not when everyone is forced into it and roles they don't want.
[He knew at least a little bit about forced to do things he didn't want but...it wasn't like this. The other options at least were still good for him.]
no subject
[ Unless you're a WR400 or any other pleasure model, she guesses. But still... ]
These meetings— Autonomy... Makes you wish they were more frequent.
[ She didn't fight, back home. She'd had Alice to think about, so she'd run. Would she fight here, if asked? Would Takeshi? Or would fear of punishment cement the status quo? ]
I don't know how to help. I came here hoping they'd tell us how we could.
no subject
I don't think anyone is going to be able to tell us anything. We have to figure it out ourselves, right? I know the first step to any good investigation is information but...well, it's also nice to know who to rely on even when we're forced into the outside.
no subject
The only thing I ever figured out how to do myself was escape, but I wouldn't make it too far in the ocean. [ It'd get too cold soon, and her biocomponents would be too badly damaged to self-repair in time to keep her alive. ] But if it comes to a fight, you can count me in. Freedom from all of this— it's worth the risk.
no subject
[He was clearly indicating himself with a slightly playful wink.]
Even I don't think I can swim that long. Though...we should probably keep talk of that on the down low until we have more information and allies. I've only been here about a day or two, but I don't think the powers at be would take kindly to that yet.
no subject
I don't wanna find out what they'd do if we disobeyed.
[ Humans harboring androids got in trouble too, in Detroit. This place seems more extreme, so if Kara behaved in a way a Dominant shouldn't... ]