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duplicitymemes2018-09-12 11:51 am
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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!! |
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He raises his voice a few octaves mockingly. ] Golly, gee! Thanks for your faith, Jiminy. [ Wade doesn't seem to notice or care if Jack doesn't know where he's going. Instead, he's happy to fall into step next to him. It's honestly not like he's got much else to do. Maybe crime.
But then he scoffs, despite not really seeming offended. ] Nah, you totally look like a Sebastian. Sorry to burst your bubble. [ Jack. He repeats it in his head, assigning it to the guy in an attempt not to forget it. ] Wade. [ It's not much better than Sebastian, so he doesn't really have much room to mock the name. However, it's better than if he were named Peter. Like every other character Marvel created. Seriously, why so many Peters? ] I know, I know, it's the name of that weird kid you really didn't want to get paired up with in science class, or it sounds like I should be playing baseball. [ He felt like his loyalty should have been to hockey, but baseball wasn't that bad either. Hell, any sport could be mind numbing white noise for Wade.
Sure, going to one of the most disappointing vanilla BDSM seminars had been disappointing, but at least Wade had managed to convince someone he was interesting enough to hang out with. ] You think every one of their seminars is that boring? Or were we just lucky. [ Seriously, he's seen a lot of freaky stuff, and that? That wasn't even on the list of freaky. Though maybe being a mercenary gave him an unfair amount of freaky to witness. ]
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wade, though, is not the name he expected for the stranger either, and his brows knit as he glances back to him, looking like he's on the verge of a burst of laughter. ] More like a cowboy. But not a John Wayne kind of heroic figure, more likely the nemesis in a John Wayne western. With a scar, and a big mustache. Wade.
[ but maybe there's something appropriate in neither of them really fitting the names they were given. or it's just funny. another nice thing - not every fucking minutiae of events means something here. God can get fucked. ]
Doubtful. If this is meant to ease in new arrivals, they'll be wise to keep it light. [ Pausing, Jack peers through a window of a bar they pass, looking around inside, before apparently deciding the establishment isn't good enough for them. Onward goes the search. Maybe something closer to the Up/Down split. ] Can you imagine how many new Subs would shit themselves if they started out with ball gags, stockades and whipping?
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[ He's not even American, Jack.
Wade slows and follows Jack's gaze through the window of the bar, and is about to take that as a hint that they were going there. But then he starts walking and Wade follows suit without saying anything about it. Instead he lets out a laugh. He keeps the pointing out that he's a Sub too to himself, not wanting to remind either one of them really. ] You're right, all the better to lull them into a false sense of security before the nip clips and candle wax is brought out. [ He slept with a chick that liked to punch him in the face during sex randomly. He probably would have tolerated it better if she'd done it this way. ]
Though, I'm pretty sure they were shitting themselves after being told they're going to be living in a dumpster. [ He doesn't sound bitter, even if he is speaking from experience. He's definitely lived in worse places. ] Not many took that one very well. [ Actually, Wade's pretty sure he should have been more freaked out by the whole thing than he was. But he was used to being human garbage by now. He's not sure there's much that can rattle him these days. ]
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Isn't that what it's about in ever sketchy industry? Make it look not so bad until you're already in the thick of it? [ pausing, jack peers through another bar window, before shaking his head and moving on. he's very picky about bars, it seems. ]
And all you have to do is whore yourself out to a sugar mama or daddy to get out of this hole. [ said like he recognizes it as the creepy ass deal it is. and yeah, he does mean whore literally, because despite how much they talk about dominant and submissive relations not needing to be sexual, jack's faith in man kind of far too poor to believe it wouldn't be what most are looking for. particularly with the largest motel chain being called 'morning wood'. ] Gotta be honest - I don't envy you.
[ oh. looks like jack found a bar he deems acceptable. jerking his head, he motions wade to follow him through the door. ]
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Worked for the military. [ The idea of comparing the Special Forces to a BDSM club is certainly a thing that he's experiencing whether he wants to or not. Sure working as a mercenary had been similar, doing bad things and then going a step lower on the bad scale until Wade was desensitised to killing. He's sure there was a time when it used to bother him. At least he hopes there was. ]
I already do that, so I guess it's not that different. [ Which he realises makes him sound like a prostitute, not that there's anything wrong with prostitutes. Wade's just a more murdery less sex prostitute. ] No one ever does. For once I'd just like to be the pretty girl. [ There isn't much to envy about Wade Wilson, whether he was put in this shitty spot or not.
Wade's a little surprised that Jack has finally decided on a bar. He figured it was going to take at least five more. So he follows Jack, only pausing to look around the bar, and yeah it's nicer than what he's used to. It almost makes him want to turn around and scurry right back out. But somehow his feet bring him to follow Jack to a seat. ] You ever been here? [ It makes the skin on the back of his neck itch. ]
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Isn't that the fucking truth. [ working for the military and 'not so bad until you're in the thick of it'. or, 'you're doing your country proud, son' until you're getting sent behind enemy lines and some ahole at the top of the food chain pulls your back up. he misses the men, and the atmosphere, and all of that about the military, but not Gilboa's command. ]
Wade. [ Jack pauses on their way towards the bar, looking at his companion very seriously. ] You're the prettiest girl.
[ he's so full of shit it's disgusting. anyway, back to our trek.]
No, never, and we're not staying. [ Jack answers flatly, like it's something obvious, and immediately turns to the bar keep to report his order. ] I need the entire bottle of your most expensive liquor, that's at least 60 proof or more.
[ the idea is - get the quality liquor at the fancy but boring place, then take it to the trashy but fun place and get plastered. ]
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At first Wade thinks that his humour has been a step too far for this guy, but then Jack goes with it and the laugh that bubbles up from his chest surprises him almost as much as the reaction from his new friend. Good to know he's not going to have to just ditch this guy after a bad joke. Not that he'd ever be apologetic for it, probably. ] Finally. I deserve this.
[ He's full of shit, and it's charming. ]
Okay? [ It's a confused agreement, because he's not exactly sure what Jack has up his sleeve, but whatever it is, Wade's down for it. Wade falls quiet when Jack makes his demands for alcohol known. He can feel people looking at them, especially the bar keep. The mark this place gave him feels like acid on his skin. ] Prepare to know Drunk Wade, he's 100x more charming than Sober Wade. So you're pretty much bound to fall in love with me by the end of the night. [ Cracking jokes, his safety blanket. ]
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[ Jack smirks, as he hands over whatever form of payment Duplicity runs on, leaning against the bar counter. Some woman down the line of bar seats is staring, probably because of either the ridiculous demand or the plaid wool wearing fool of a sub he just brought in with him. either way, she's shot a sarcastic wink while jack waits on the bottle, because he's a dick. ]
I'm sure that's true, but here's the problem, Wade. [ Jack starts out, once the bottle's handed over and they're ready to get on their way, his expression dripping with mock sincerity. ] You're the prettiest girl, but I'm only into dudes.
[ alas, poor wade's dick, we knew you not very well. it's difficult to tell if what jack just told him is actually a joke or not, because it was said like basically everything else tonight - like they're in the midst of a competition to see who can be the more absurd drunk. Pushing the bottle against Wade's chest (here, you hold this), Jack settles a hand on his shoulder, tone forlorn. ]
Maybe in another time, in another world.
i tried so hard to finish my tag bomb but im too tired so here's half of it