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TDM #8


« « « TEST DRIVE MEME » » »


« « « AND IT GOES ON AND ON


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.

... and you’re here! Finally! Welcome to Duplicity.

After choosing a door and stepping through to the other side, the first thing that greets you are the enthusiastic faces of people in medical scrubs and pristine lab coats. Their enthusiasm translates to eagerness as they strip you of your clothes to perform a thorough examination—you will be healed, bathed, and given a paper gown to wear until your items can be processed and delivered to your residence later in the evening. You are also given a device that accesses the network as well as the time and location of orientation.

If you enter Duplicity into the Up, congratulations! You’re a Dominant, which means you are immediately picked up by a limo after processing and taken to your highrise. Here, it is two Dominants per floor with separate apartments. If you enter Duplicity into the Down, congratulations! You’re a Submissive, which means you are directed towards public transportation with the address of the motel you’ll be living in. Here, it is two Submissives per room with a shared common space for all rooms.

Enjoy your free time until orientation! Participation is mandatory by all new and old arrivals.

The hellish summer heat is finally starting to subside, and the cool breeze suggests autumn is approaching.



» » » TAKE A RIDE




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.



« « « A POCKET OF PENNIES




The weather’s getting cooler, and people have begun transitioning from summer clothing to the sweaters and jackets of early fall. With jackets come pockets, and with pockets come a bizarre uptick in robberies.

Then again, perhaps the correlation is flawed. In the Down, getting robbed is a constant threat. Gangs of street toughs look for lone or inattentive people who look like they’ve got valuables on hand. Uncontracted Submissives are particularly easy to rob, since authorities have little time to bother with a lowly Submissive without a Dominant to advocate for them. One particularly nasty gang of young adult men, the Bulldogs, hangs out near the train, looking to ambush unwary Submissives fresh out of Orientation. They are prone to violent muggings and will simply beat up their target and leave them in a gutter when they’re finished robbing them.

In the Up, the streets are nominally safer, but there have been reports of a group of college-aged Submissive women taking advantage of their designation to attack travelers. They, too, stand near the train and the orientation center, looking to seduce passersby into an alley where a group of them can beat and mug their victims, usually Dominants looking to capitalize on their pretty appearances.

But you’re truthfully at risk anywhere in the city. The new arrivals are easy targets, and any brazen thief might get the idea to make some quick cash. The authorities are spread too thin to help, but perhaps LIErs can look out for one another?

Or they might just get in on the thievery. Everyone’s out for themselves, after all.



« « « NEW FLESH LIKE A GLOVE


( CW: potential dubcon, drugs, BDSM/sexual torture, prostitution, public use )

Surrounding a large building near the orientation center in the Up, banners and fliers announcing the beginning of the inaugural Duplicity High Tech Sexpo, a trade show for businesses and manufacturers of adult novelties. Since this is the expo’s first year, admission is free and many excited volunteers are handing out vouchers all over the city. These vouchers can be exchanged for goods and services within the expo, but have no monetary value outside of it. Even if you refuse them, you’ll likely find two or three of them tucked into your bag or pocket.

Inside the expo hall, there are dozens of booths pitching a variety of entertainments. Many offer interactive demonstrations, showing off their tech for the crowds of interested onlookers. Competition is fierce, and booths try to attract attention and customers through any means necessary. There are private rooms all around the expo for potential customers to try out the products. Booths will also happily accept volunteers for demos, or try to recruit them by bribing them with cash or free samples. There’s a nasty rumor going around that some are recruiting volunteers via more illicit means, like drugging and dressing them up, but surely that’s an exaggeration…

Some of the smaller booths sell more traditional toys and accessories: leashes and collars, specialty lubes and massage oils, fetish gear, strap-ons, dildos and vibrators in myriad shapes and sizes, and other basic items. Others advertise apps for the devices, the most notable of which is HUGGR (which LIErs may recognize as a poorly rebuilt sex-themed version of a certain other app.) The closer you get to the big-ticket sponsor booths, the more elaborate and fantastic the products become.

One of the most eye-catching demos is for the Climax VR Headset. You and a partner both wear a VR headset, which displays a collaborative virtual scenario. Both partners can alter the setting and surroundings however they like, and any sexual activity conducted in VR transmits real sensations to their bodies. You can come together without ever physically touching.

Symphony Hydraulics have a large, loud booth where crowds gather to watch perhaps the most outrageous demo: a variety of fucking machines. Volunteers get stripped, strapped in, and turned on, brought to screaming orgasms in front of the whole crowd. There is a fifteen minute break between demos on each machine, as some poor intern hurriedly washes and sanitizes them between uses. In the interim, they offer smaller, portable versions for sale or rent at the expo. (Some may note that a few of the Symphony Hydraulics staff members look a bit familiar.)

Does all this high-tech equipment have you overwhelmed? Wish you could go back to a simpler time? Sir Robert’f Bedroome Provifionf (sic) is helmed by historical reenactor Robert Plum, who has also created his own line of medieval torture device-themed sex toys. Need a chastity belt to keep your Submissive all to yourself? A rack with an attached spreader-bar? An iron maiden with soft vibrating silicone ticklers inside? All the stocks and whips and chains you could ever need? Sir Robert has you covered. Of course, everything on display is harmlessly altered for sexual novelty purposes, but one might also ask to see Sir Robert’s “special” merchandise in the back.

Perhaps the most unassuming booth at the expo belongs to Grandma Hattie’s Snacks and Sweets. Grandma Hattie, a kindly old Submissive, has partnered with a tech company to produce what appear to be completely normal vending machines, stocked full of her tasty homemade bread, snack cakes, and other baked goods. Vouchers are good for a free sample of any treat from a vending machine. They taste amazing and have no apparent odd effects-- until 10 minutes after consumption, when you suddenly gain an insatiable craving for a random kink. Your craving will dominate your thoughts for three hours, or until it is appeased.



« « « PERFECTION OF THE DIGITAL




(CW: potential dubcon, objectification)

By far the largest and shiniest booth comes from expo sponsors Sexy Metal Incorporated, who have set up a display of their incredible high-tech sexbots. These life-sized dolls are made of extremely realistic material that feels like warm human skin, and come with state-of-the-art mechanics that give them lifelike movement. Engineers show off how the bots can be plugged into a computer and programmed to act any way the buyer likes.

They come in a wide variety of customizable appearances and eerily, some of the bots on display look exactly like people you may know. Booth staff encourage customers to buy these dolls, or to rent them and give them a try onstage in front of the fascinated crowds. If that’s not kinky enough, one of the engineers has purchased a VR headset from another booth, and programmed it to interface with the bot’s controls. Care to slip inside the silicone skin of another person?



« « « MOD & OOC NOTES



Please read carefully.

On each Test Drive Meme, there will be a section noting character roles; these will vary each TDM. On an IC level, characters 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 chooses "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: In celebration of our one year, pick whichever role you want for your character!

» A Pocket Full of Pennies: Feel free to come up with any free-roving gangs or petty criminals you like for your characters to tangle with.

» New Flesh Like A Glove: Characters can spend money on items at the expo, or may exchange vouchers for what they want. Each voucher has a value of about $5 within the expo and they may be acquired by finding them, having them handed to characters/stuffed in their pockets or bags by expo volunteers, or paid them in exchange for “volunteering” at booths.

Characters may indeed try before they buy, either out in the open or using one of the provided private rooms with a partner. The expo has a staff of unpaid student interns tasked with cleaning and sanitizing products if they are used but not purchased.

Grandma Hattie’s snacks can inspire characters to have any kink you may desire.

» Perfection of the Digital: Sexbots can resemble any player characters, including brand new arrivals/test drive characters. They can also resemble characters that yours knows from home. The engineers have no explanation for this, and the one who identifies himself as the designer will shrug and say he gets inspiration from many places.

The sexbots are hot-ticket expensive merchandise, so security is tight around the booth. Characters who attempt to steal or destroy a sexbot (for instance, one who looks like themselves) will be quickly set upon by guards, who are meant to eject them from the expo. However, many of the guards will take bribes from other booths to provide them model “volunteers,” drugged into complacency.

If characters want to acquire a sexbot permanently, they will have to buy it or exchange a hefty 50 vouchers for it.

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




» » » MAIN NAVIGATION « « «

brooder: (wary)

[personal profile] brooder 2019-10-19 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
Fenris paused as he gazed upon the man who knew his name. He didn't know him immediately, likely do the foreign clothes and the different style of hair. However, the more he examined that face he came to the realization of who this was.

"Knight-Captain," he greeted, briefly raising his fist to his chest with a slight bow of respect. A Templar, at the very least, deserved that. It was strange, he did not look quite so... drained as he did when Fenris had first seen him. Less haggard, not as much red around the eyes, in some ways he appeared more... mature?

"It seems as though I am not the only one from Kirkwall here." He approached him so that they did not have to speak to loudly in order to hear each other. While Fenris was slow to trust, at the very least Templars were high on his list of those he did not have to be too wary of.
magocracy: (and each was promised)

wildcard / the Down, submissive housing

[personal profile] magocracy 2019-10-19 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
Since the signing of his contract, there was less reason to visit the Down, least of all the squalid dwelling of the Submissive housing complex. Still he'd kept the room assigned to his name. Though it was a hovel, it was his hovel, unconnected to Cullen's generosity, marooned from the rest of the Up's daily reminders of his insignificance, offering the most meager bit of privacy. Even if it was ugly and plain.

It served little purpose besides existing as a place he could take home a man at his leisure without his roommates knowing, as well as somewhere to store research and notes directly related to his work with the Magnus Institute. They'd yet to give him a roommate, too, which made it a temporary sanctuary he visited on an occasional basis. Perhaps he'd move out as soon as they moved someone else in. Then it wouldn't really be his own place anymore, would it?

Shutting the door and turning the lock on his way out, Dorian stopped in the hall. His eyes caught on a figure at the other end of it. The black line at his throat indicated his station, but that wasn't what had him staring. Nor caused a prickle of awareness burn across his skin. Lyrium, or so it felt. The blue-silver lines caught the light overhead in a noticeable gleam.

"Excuse me, are you... an elf?" Ears like that he'd only ever seen on Lavellan, so far. "And those markings. Those aren't ordinary tattoos, are they? Forgive me for asking so suddenly."

All of which he said in a very particular accent, with a very particular association to a specific country.
compellingstatement: art by <user name=everchased site=tumblr.com> (facepalm | embarrassed)

[personal profile] compellingstatement 2019-10-19 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
"No, I- sorry. It's not you." It's a little bit him. "I'm not terribly good with people. Was there something you needed apart from a seat?"
brooder: (thoughful)

[personal profile] brooder 2019-10-19 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Hm," he made a thoughtful noise as he observed the man. "I seek assistance, but if you are not in a position to provide I understand. I see you do not bear the mark of the slavers." He made a motion to his own, the black line of a Submissive which stood out amongst his white tattoos.

"Have you only just arrived as I have?"
lovingvambrace: (I: Late afternoon)

[personal profile] lovingvambrace 2019-10-19 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
The title curdled in his ears as sour as spoiled milk, but it gave him a good idea of roughly when Fenris may have been pulled from their time, and furthermore proved that he did know him, or know of him. Helpful.

"Ah, suffice it to say this may wind up sounding confusing. If you bear with me, I'll be able to explain some of it. Perhaps not as much as you'd wish."

He glanced around and found a recessed doorway where they could speak more at length without drawing attention to themselves, gesturing for him to follow if he would. Once they were ensconced, he decided the most important thing to tell him was something he wished he had known when he arrived.

"No, I'm not the only other one from Thedas. Hawke is here," and here his voice shifted to distaste. "As is Anders. As well as a couple of people you may not have met before." He could go into that later.

"As for me, I'm... Kirkwall is several years distant for me now. I'm serving as Commander to the Inquisition." He waited to see if that sparked any sort of recognition. There was no sense in inundating him with everything at once.
compellingstatement: art by <user name=everchased site=tumblr.com> (embarrassed | huff)

[personal profile] compellingstatement 2019-10-19 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
Jon pulls a sympathetic expression at the line. "No, I've been here several months. I was... I came in as a Submissive, though. Is there something specific you need at the moment? I'm not exorbitantly wealthy, but I can, er... help how I can." A pause before he holds up a hand. "I don't want anything for it. Just, well, I mean, I'd like to know about your tattoos?"
magocracy: (telling the truth with lies)

[personal profile] magocracy 2019-10-19 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
Give it some time. That said, I'd be happy to provide a short run-down instructional demonstration, if you're inclined.

That's an impressive title. A pleasure to make you acquaintance, my lady, even if it is over such impersonal communication. You mentioned you were from Westeros? There is no magic in your world?
brooder: (smolder)

[personal profile] brooder 2019-10-19 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
That was a sight that would cause any native of Tevinter to halt. The accent caused a visceral reaction, one that caused a cold sensation to slither down his spine until his eyes befell the slavers mark on bronzed skin. He seemed to relax then, though he knew fellow slaves could not be trusted, more than likely they would run to their masters to report him, but this city was different than Thedas. Perhaps this would be different.

"Avanna," he greeted in Tevene before he went back to the common tongue. "Yes, I am an elf. No, these markings are far from ordinary. My name is Fenris, I was a slave of the Tevinter Imperium, as were you." Maybe he was assuming too much, but it made sense given the situation and he wanted to confirm that connection between them.
roseofthetyrells: (the skin of the city is blushing at)

[personal profile] roseofthetyrells 2019-10-19 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
I would be deeply appreciative of that, ser.

Thank you. And it's my pleasure to make yours, of course! It's true, we have no magic. At least no magic in modern times. Ancient Westerosi lore is filled with magic and some maesters study magic as an intellectual pursuit, but no one can actually do magic.
theansweris: (Welp)

[personal profile] theansweris 2019-10-19 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Thank you," Ed says to the girl when she sets down their order. He mixes up his coffee with milk and half a sugar. He eyes the cookie and then breaks off a small piece to taste. "Mm. It's not bad."

Don't worry, Eddie, I can deal with that.

"It should be in hand," Ed murmurs, cheeks pinking up. "I'll be looking to contract myself with someone willing to accept my domestic presence without any physical complications."
brooder: (thoughful)

[personal profile] brooder 2019-10-19 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, I will listen." Fenris agreed as he moved with Cullen to a more secluded area. While Fenris appeared comfortable with him, there was a warrior's instinct to always be alert so occasionally his intense green eyes would drift to assure that no passerby came to close.

He was quiet as he was told information that held little to no meaning to him. "I do not know this Hawke. Anders," he paused with thought. "That is the Grey Warden who keeps a clinic in Lowtown, I believe. I have not met him, though I have heard a rumor that he is a mage."

What came next truly gave him pause. Once again, he examined Cullen's face. That would certainly explain why he looked older. "Had you said something like this to me in Kirkwall I would have many questions for you. But after coming here, I see no reason to mistrust what you say. Those who brought us here are rife with foul magics that I cannot comprehend.

Tell me, does this... Inquisition you serve know where you are now?"
Edited 2019-10-19 00:41 (UTC)
brooder: (stare)

[personal profile] brooder 2019-10-19 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
"You were a slave," Fenris commented, mostly to himself. That connection between them was a minor comfort all things considered, but he had to wonder what he might have done in order to rise from his station. Slaves were rarely freed for charitable reasons.

"I do not require wealth, but I do need allies. Friends, who I could call upon and in turn who could call upon me. But if all you require is knowledge of my markings I can give that to you, as well."
lovingvambrace: (I: You messed up)

[personal profile] lovingvambrace 2019-10-19 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
Well, this was...a surprise, to say the least, and something of a conundrum. If Fenris didn't know Hawke or Anders, either he was from a much earlier time or simply a different one. How much did he want to poison this environment with news from the future, and how much would be unfair to withhold?

Of one thing, he was certain. He wasn't going to give Anders a chance to take Fenris off guard or imply things to him that he had implied to Cullen about Hawke here. He couldn't undo the damage Jon had done with his meddling. He could possibly keep worse from happening. "He's more than a mage. He's an abomination. Be wary of him. He may recall more of you than you do of him. From what I saw of the two of you in my time in Kirkwall, you were at odds."

He frowned and folded his arms. "Also, the Hawke here is a different one from one he remembers from his time. Don't take whatever he tells you of him at face value. Better to form your own opinion if you two run across one another." There. Honest but avoiding anything truly explosive for now.

"What they have done to us may not be magic at all, but technology. If you haven't seen this yet, you likely will soon. As for the Inquisition, I have no way of knowing. I doubt very much they know where I am. I may, however, be considered missing back home. What were you doing before you arrived here?" That could be helpful in pinning down a timeline.
compellingstatement: art by <user name=everchased site=tumblr.com> (embarrassed | blush)

[personal profile] compellingstatement 2019-10-19 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
There's a bit of a long pause before Jon glances away again. "I... don't think you'd want me as an ally for most things outside money, honestly. Or, well, to pretend I'm your Dom for some reason or other. Or if you... need to hide somewhere. I'm not particularly useful outside of that. Not unless you're looking for information on the supernatural happenings here in Duplicity. Or a conversation on the finer points of English literature."
magocracy: (a servant of silence)

[personal profile] magocracy 2019-10-19 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
Maker spare him.

How was he meant to respond to so horribly incorrect an assumption? The Tevene word was translated, not that Fenris might even notice, but he felt intention in the way it was spoken. And he would have understood it regardless. He didn't need much else to clue him into who this man was, given the naked truth inherent in the rest of that reply. A past Tevinter slave, those white markings... And the name. It seemed appropriate with both Hawke and Anders already accounted for, but he was still shocked to stand in front of the same elven warrior who infamously accompanied the Champion in his exploits.

Well spoken, for someone once a slave. Definitely would not put voice to that thought.

"Ah. No, not exactly." His voice was tight, aware of the distance between them. He regarded Fenris with a healthy degree of caution. "Dorian of House Pavus, though I've only returned home recently. I've been in the south for a few years. You were in Kirkwall, yes? We have a few... friends in common."
Edited (fixed a detail) 2019-10-19 03:41 (UTC)
brooder: (stare)

[personal profile] brooder 2019-10-19 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
"I always form my own opinion," Fenris replied, his voice one of someone who held Very Strong Opinions and spoke of them clearly when he felt the need. He folded his arms across his chest at the mention of Anders and while he didn't overtly scowl there was a definite look of hatred in his eyes.

"I am grateful for the warning. It is strange to think that you have seen a future version of myself, one who has not dealt with the abomination immediately. I imagine I had more pressing matters to attend to." Danarius, of course, was his first priority.

"I will not question you too vigorously, Commander, as I must keep my focus on the now rather than the far future. While I am here I ask if I may call upon you if I need help, and in turn you may call upon me. If you know of me perhaps you have heard of what I am capable of." He may as well establish that alliance immediately, a Templar was always good to have on his side.

"I had only been in Kirkwall for a few days. I was... establishing myself." He didn't know how to phrase 'plotting the capture of my former Master's mansion in order to lie in wait for him to kill him'. That was probably a lot upon a first meeting, it could be elaborated on later.
lovingvambrace: (I: Pacing)

[personal profile] lovingvambrace 2019-10-19 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
"I wish I could say that was the strangest thing I've seen," he said, voice a touch dry. "Wise of you to focus on the here and now. There will be plenty in this place to try you." He nodded as though it was a matter of course that he'd help him. He never had quarrel with him. Now would be an idiotic time to choose one.

"Of course. Here. They gave you a phone, yes? The little black device? I assure you that it is technology, not magic. A useful thing. I can put my number in and make it so that you have but to press a single button to call me." He held out his hand. "Just be careful not to have any conversation you would not want the enemy to hear. They listen."

Only a few days? Then he was from even further in the past than he expected. Yes, there was little point in burdening him with a future that might or might not come to pass in his version of Thedas.
magocracy: <user name=herbskillz> (watching you sharpen knives)

[personal profile] magocracy 2019-10-19 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
Interesting... to study magic, but be unable to perform it. While your world isn't alone in its lack, I'm beginning to think it's a bit rarer not to have any at all. Which isn't to say I've met and conversed with every person in the city, so perhaps my observation is biased.

When would suit you best? It's probably better to meet. Doing anything over these devices is an exercise in frustration.
Edited 2019-10-19 01:36 (UTC)
roseofthetyrells: (this sound's on your side)

[personal profile] roseofthetyrells 2019-10-19 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
Maesters study a great many things that they're unable to perform. And from your words, I take it that not only your world has magic, it's a readily available resource. Or at least a not uncommon one.

Indeed it is. I can be at [insert park location here] within the next half hour, according to this device. Would that be suitable?
jadedlynx: commissioned; please dns (🔫93)

[personal profile] jadedlynx 2019-10-19 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
Sounds pretty heavy to be pointless.

[ But Ash isn't going to push. A lot of people have issues, and he isn't about to pry into a stranger's life. Laurent's secrets are his to keep, his problems his to hide should he so desire.

Outside, Ash is a bit of a contradiction. He's slender, with a waist slender enough that it slopes inward from shoulders that look slightly broader for the narrowed lines. Muscles are etched into his skin, deep lines that show his strength, but it's not the usual bulge that comes with strength. Despite the skill painted across his body, his features are delicate and fine. Platinum blonde hair covers his ears and frame his frame, highlighting the somewhat cold jade eyes as they study Laurent. He dresses commonly enough, with a white shite and jeans, but he wouldn't be out of place should he be in a tux.

Unblooded. He's killed people. Ash has too so there's no room to judge. He can also understand the need to protect himself in this kind of city.

With a fighter's grace, he stands. ]


How many of those were fistfights?
b_01: (DG1)

[personal profile] b_01 2019-10-19 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
Well no, not exactly. It’s more like back home, back where I come from, meeting strangers usually comes with a chance of getting into that of trouble. I guess being careful is just a built-in instinct when you’re from Gotham?
magocracy: (every priest and acolyte of silence)

[personal profile] magocracy 2019-10-19 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
You would be correct. Magic is plentiful in my world, a place called Thedas, though not everyone can make use of it.

Excellent. That should suffice, and I'll see you in a short time. Should I call you Queen Margaery, or do you have another preference? Dorian Pavus, by the way. But just Dorian is fine.
chokethedog: (these false claims)

[personal profile] chokethedog 2019-10-19 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
[When he had seen that she was a vampire, it had sealed the deal that he would hate her. But the fact that she likes Tsurugi, doesn't think he's bad, and doesn't think he's messy? Obviously, she is someone with terrible taste. Someone that he cannot take seriously.

But probably having Tsurugi's girlfriend on his side is a good thing. It'll come in handy, he's sure. Even though he definitely wants to throw up a little in his mouth.

He puts a hand to his heart with a happy sigh.]


Young love, what bliss~ You'll have to let me know if he ever steps one toe out of line. I've always had a way of making him behave, you know? And you seem like such a lovely young lady and I know you must know Tsurugi well enough by now, right? He's...well, he's Tsurugi! I should tell you some of the crazy hijinks we got up to together!
roseofthetyrells: (travel the way you say)

[personal profile] roseofthetyrells 2019-10-19 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
How wonderful and strange! Why is it that some can use it and others cannot? I'd imagine that those who cannot may feel quite cross with those who can, for everyone is jealous when one person has talents that another does not.

It's a great pleasure to meet you, Dorian. You may call me Queen Margaery for now. I'll see you soon.
magocracy: (no hand knocked upon the gate)

[personal profile] magocracy 2019-10-19 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
You're not wrong. I'll say it's a complicated subject and leave it at that, but we can discuss more in person if you'd like. I'll be along presently.

[After sending this message, Dorian spends some time getting himself ready to leave the apartment as well ensure he knows where the indicated park is located. The maps within the device allow him a good picture of distance, perhaps a ten minute walk from where he lives, enough time to meet Margaery without any tardiness.

The number of queens he's seen in his life could be counted on a single hand. In fact, if he's not mistaken, he's only met the Queen Anora whose vehemence about getting the mages out of her kingdom could not have been more evident. Queens don't exist in Teviner, however, and neither do kings. So this feels a bit novel to him.

Dressed in a simple maroon dress shirt and gray slacks, a belt with a shiny bronze buckle in addition to his usual rings, and sleek black shoes, Dorian arrives at the park at the time they've agreed. He looks around for some sign of the woman he's meant to meet. His own username comes attached with a profile image, so if he doesn't see her first, he expects she'll find him.]
Edited 2019-10-19 05:08 (UTC)