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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.

» » » 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.

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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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[Luna already feels a little guilty for being so glad Noctis is here, considering what they have been told, what they are going to be put through. They were kidnapped, basically, and forced into a world they don’t know, into roles they didn’t choose and apparently cannot change. But none of that matters now, none of the crushing pressure she had felt just moments earlier matters now that she has Noctis in her arms.

What he says… confuses her, since as far as she’s concerned Noct had just gotten to Altissia, and the plan was for them to be reunited as soon as she convinced the Leviathan to grant her blessing to the true king. But maybe that’s what he means, that after all this time they were so close only to be brought here, and so she doesn’t think much of it yet.

She pulls away, a smile on her face. Probably the first time she’s smiled in this place.]

I feel guilty about how glad I am to see you. Please, forgive my selfishness but I am so happy to see your face, even if it’s in this horrible, confusing place.

[He doesn't want to let her go, not yet, not when he's so relieved to have her here and alive in his arms. She starts to pull away and for one selfish, childish moment he goes with her, pressing his face into her shoulder, stealing another moment of warmth and comfort. At least the reports are wrong, at least he didn't lose her too.]

I'm glad to see you too. [A weak smile, an almost embarrassed half shrug.] Guess that makes us both selfish.

[And for the moment? He's okay with that.]

[She chuckles. Despite the situation, despite herself. Because he’s trapped her: if she argues that he’s not selfish then she must not be, either. But she’s fine with losing that particular battle- she’s fine with losing every single little verbal battle they have, now that Noctis is by her side.

If he goes with her then she will keep on hugging him, for as long as he wants, for as long as he’ll let her. They haven’t seen each other since they were kids, and even though she cherished every single page of that notebook they shared she’d missed him so much, so much it was hard to even put it into words.]

How are you, truly? This horrible place keeps me on edge.

[She shouldn't get used to it. Odds are she'll be the one winning most of their verbal spats. He's just used to trying to diffuse guilt and responsibility thanks to Ignis.

He's not quite needy enough to cling to her for too long but he does take her hand, guiding her to a seat so they can get out of the way and sit together. And if he doesn't let go of her hand, well, can anyone blame him?]

I'm... okay, I guess. Want to get back home, really. This all seems so surreal.

[Maybe this isn't real, maybe Insomnia's fall isn't real, maybe it's all some strange mistake.]

[Luna’s not letting go of his hand either. She knows it’s silly, but it still feels like he may disappear if she turns around. This entire situation feels like a nightmare, like her worst fears and frustrations made into a place where she can’t help anyone and she’s forced into a role she didn’t choose. But having Noct here with her, being able to run her thumb over the back of his hand to calm herself down and seeing how those years apart have changed him in the flesh instead of on some picture in a newspaper… that part definitely feels like a dream.]

I wish to go back home to. [Not that things were getting easier there, but at least there they fought for a cause. They knew what the stakes were and they were able to make their own decisions. In here they are thrown into a situation they didn’t ask for, surrounded by people who either step on then or are stepped on themselves.

And she’s trying, really trying not to even consider the fact that they were basically told they had to have sex or be ‘reeducated’ in some way. Again, this is all a pure nightmare.]

Are you alone?

[The brush of her thumb over his knuckles is soothing and that it's such an intimate touch from Luna actually makes him blush a little bit. Pleased and a little embarrassed at how much such a simple touch affects him.

Her concern for their home and for his well being (because he knows damn well that's what that question is really asking) makes him want to kiss her knuckles, repay her concern with some sort of affection. But he hesitates, glances sidelong at her, and convinces himself it would be overstepping a line.

What line he's not sure. ]

Prompto's here, somewhere. I saw him but with so many people piling in...

[Which finally reminds him to stop watching her, every bit as beautiful and elegant as the papers made her out to be, and maybe actually look around for his BFF. ]

[Those lines were the ones they were supposed to draw together, when they met. To finally be able to talk about it, finally be able to be together and figure out what ‘together’ really meant, for them. Instead they both wake up here, a mark on their neck and a role to fit in a society that they didn’t choose and all Luna can do is keep reaching for Noct in whatever way she’s allowed to remind herself that not everything is lost, that there’s still a bright spot in this dark, dark place.]

Then let us find him together. Was he… [She reaches with her free hand to touch her mark.] Do you know?

[They're lines they will draw together, figure out and discuss and find places for. But it's all something they need to talk about, really talk about, and until then he's more than content holding her hand. Satisfied just to be near her after so long apart.

She reaches up, gestures to that mark and Noctis frowns, turning in his seat a little to face her, capturing her other hand as well.]

Yeah, he's got one too. [But that's not the concern right now, the concern is that she's been forced into this role and he had no idea how much it bothered him until she brought attention to that mark, marring her pale perfect throat.]

Sorry... I don't- [A frustrated sigh, why is it so hard to find the words now face to face instead of written in the safety of their journal.] I don't like seeing it on you. It's not fair and you're too beautiful for... that.

[Even now, even in this situation, even after everything they are going through and the fact that they are both marked and can’t do anything about it… just him calling her beautiful makes her heart skip a beat. She’s always had to paid attention to her appearance, in the sense that the princess always has to look a certain way- especially once her kingdom was invaded and she basically had to be there for her people, to give them as much hope as she was able to. Other than that she didn’t really care... but it still makes her smile a bit and squeeze with hers, that Noctis of all people thinks she’s beautiful.]

I do not think that has anything to do with beauty. Or you wouldn’t have been marked either, my prince.

But do not worry about me, please. I will be fine, because you’re here with me. I’d hate for you to spend your time worrying about me when you should take care of yourself and your friends. I will help you in any way I can.

And at least… we’ll be together, in this place?

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awww baby!!!

tomb #2, for maximum pain.

;o; a baby

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it's so tragic that neither of them know

ikr :<