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duplicitymemes2018-09-12 11:51 am
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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!! |
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Eh, he'll address it later. ]
Call me Song. Managing can mean a lot of things, but I guess there are things we can't say when we're out here now, aren't there?
Let me get you a drink.
[ He is well aware of what this looks like. ]
YQ.
Ah, he wants to get her a drink, though, that is kind. Too kind.]
Ah, you need not go so far...
[She could turn him down for a number of other reasons, but that is the first that comes to mind--that she does not want to put him out.]
:)
[But wouldn't it be great if he could?]
Waiter!
[The drinks come, and Assassin tells the waiter to give one to her. He knows how to make acquaintances.]
So what's your story, Amane? I hope this ain't a joint you're used to.
that's so ominous???
But she considered before answering, so it is not something as easy to dismiss as a casual dodge.]
Why do we not discuss yourself, instead? I do not mean to sound ungracious, I simply would not wish to bore my benefactor to tears.
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[ It's not a lie. ]
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Hehe, sure thing! I'm always glad to have an audience.
[Although his face never changes, his voices earns a different color as he peers at her from above the rim of his glass.]
But if you can play that many instruments, Amane, I don't think that makes you a nobody.
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[Her voice is gentle, even kind, but there is a pointed lack of agreement.
Music is such an odd thing with her. Sometimes, it is dangerous. Playing instruments is one thing, but the thing she wants to do, longs to do is--
her lips and fingers twitch and she flexes the latter, and once again, the motion open and obvious. She makes no move to hide it.]
I can hardly stand to think what may happen if I go without practise for too long.
[It's not a lie.]
But I...have always loved the erhu, it is such a wonderful instrument, so versatile and dignified.
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He watches her fingers and the motion reminds him of his bones trying to recall more than a progression. On most days the memories are staccato notes, never hanging in the air for long. Amane might be one too, if he doesn't press the pedal. ]
Are you trying to win me over? [ He leans in. ] Because it's working.
[ This isn't sustaining a note. This is getting someone to listen. ]
I want to listen to you play, too. You look skilled with your fingers.
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...Very well, Song-san, I suppose that is only fair. What is your preference?
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Anything you like playing best will do. Surprise me.
[ He eyes her mark. ]
Or I'll find an erhu for you.
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As you like, sir--but ah, the erhu, it is not my best instrument, I would hate to offend.
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[ Her reaction elicits a hunger from within. To do what, he's not sure, but—
His voice drops. ]
Then I'll teach you.
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I would...hate to waste your time...
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But you're not a nobody, remember?
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You are too kind.
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He wets his lips.]
I'm not that kind.
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Oh goodness, this is...he is very attractive, she noticed, but it is as though she is really seeing him, and it is a lot? It is a lot. So much. She feels as though there isn't a place on his face she can look and be safe so she stares in front of her instead.
Ah, well, she has a drink, she busies herself with that, swallowing once.]
...I would beg to differ. Ah, after all, offering to teach me when you do not have to is very kind.
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[He gently takes her by the chin, thumb on her lip. Look at him and all he has to offer. Doesn't she want it? The liquor on her tongue might tell her so.]
But I want to.
[So he tilts his head and gives it to her, hot and languid in her mouth, but only if she lets him.]
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She lets him take her by the chin, lets him draw closer, lets him do as he pleases. She has never kissed a man, before. His lips are firmer, but as she leans into it, there is generous give. She could sink into it the warmth there and lose track of the moments passing them by--
She draws back, suddenly.]
I'm sorry!
[It's a rushed whisper, not the apology one gives as rejection, but as though she were the one who initiated and trespassed. She needs to think, but it's difficult.
All because of a kiss. She needs to get a hold of herself.
She doesn't realise it, but she is touching her lips before she places her fingers in her lap.]
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It's nothing a little persuasion can't fix.]
Hm? Why are you sorry? [He pushed against the table to move him forward, to loom over her, his bare chest inches away from her own.] Did you do anything wrong?
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She is susceptible to heat and she can still feel his mouth on hers. When he draws closer, it becomes a trial not to stare down at his chest, but his eyes, his very beautiful eyes, are a trap on their own merit. She stares just shy of them, at his nose. Nothing suggestive about that.]
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I don't know. Why don't we try again?
[ They never did tell him to stop playing with his food. ]
Come on.
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[There's a moment of pause before she leans in to kiss him, her hand coming up to cradle his face, gentle and unassuming. Her lips move, pressing a little more deeply each time, like waves rolling upon the shore.
Hesitation does not hold her in its grip, not really, but she means to test and savour.
Ah, but she...likes this. How dangerous. She catches herself wondering if his inked skin is as smooth as his face.]
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[ He knows what it is he does to make her want him, but there is also something dangerous in the way she keeps him there, deepening the kiss like a wound that will bleed when one pulls the knife out of his flesh. She is so unusually passive as she lets him mould her, not because she trusts him, but perhaps because she is afraid of what might happen if she doesn't follow. It's not right. He is not her master. She's barely done anything to anger him.
But he cups her jaw and kisses her all the same. He doesn't want to think too hard. She's feeling good too, isn't she? ]
You're doing great.
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