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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 « « «

magocracy: (every priest and acolyte of silence)

[personal profile] magocracy 2019-10-21 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
Naturally. I remember disliking those first days of strangeness, where everything I touched was compelled by some puzzling bit of magic. It isn't, though. The technology of this world is far beyond anything I've seen, as surely you sympathize, but there are some pleasant conveniences to be found.

[He takes a seat on the bench, laying the device on his knee where they'll both have a view of the screen.]

We had a instantaneous conversation despite vast distance, after all. And there is an option also to hear the other individual's voice, or see their face, rather than rely on text. [The press of a few buttons demonstrates this to her. He turns the camera-eye of the device around, so their faces are reflected back on the screen, seated beside each other.] And here, we could preserve a still image. As quick as that.

[He smiles and snaps the picture.]

Do you have anything that might be comparable in your own world?
inaurare: (Startled/Guilty)

[personal profile] inaurare 2019-10-21 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
Not really. Perhaps a little, to be sociable...

[There are rules, to keep them out of situations more compromising than they need to be, but if a guest wants Linneus to drink with them it is mostly simpler to bend them than risk an outburst]

Though yes, I have tried. I will drink a little wine if anything at all, but my tolerance for it is terribly low.
cryfrustration: (44)

[personal profile] cryfrustration 2019-10-21 07:37 am (UTC)(link)
Well this is different. Vrenille's eyes narrow as he makes a study of Ed, trying to parse this change that's come over him.

"Depends what kinda challenge you mean," he says, not ready to give too much away until he's got a better sense of this shifting terrain.

"Not if you want some blushing virgin who's gonna play coy 'n hard to get, let you play the wolf, the seducer," he laughs dryly. "If that's what you're after then you'd better look somewhere else."
theansweris: (Mischief)

[personal profile] theansweris 2019-10-21 07:44 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't think I'd know what to do with a coy, blushing virgin... who am I kidding? I can think of a lot of things, but none of them would be mutually satisfying. Like I said, I want challenge. Real challenge, not a mixture of coercion and play pretend."

Ed rests his chin in one hand, finger tapping his cheek and then grins, if possible, even wider. "I had a hard shaft, my tip penetrates, I come with a quiver. What am I?"
cryfrustration: (61)

[personal profile] cryfrustration 2019-10-21 07:55 am (UTC)(link)
This one is too easy, and Vrenille doesn't even hesitate: "An arrow." Please. He comes from a world where bows and arrows are still the preferred weapon for many (though it's also a world with guns and lasers).

"'S that how you wanna be fucked?" He leans forward, elbows on the table, and gives Ed a smile that all but drips with sexual knowledge and confidence. "Hard 'n piercing, so's it pins you down, gives you cause to struggle? Or are hoping t'be on the shooting end, do it to someone else?"
theansweris: (R: Condescending)

[personal profile] theansweris 2019-10-21 08:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Or do I want to pin someone down and feel their flesh yield under sharpened steel?"

He flinches in the next moment, hand pressing hard to his temple, then shaking his head sharply. "No. No, I'm handling this. You couldn't handle the heat."
cryfrustration: (51)

[personal profile] cryfrustration 2019-10-21 08:25 am (UTC)(link)
And that's the moment when Vrenille sits up straight in his seat, the flirtation gone from his expression and something else there in its place.

It's not just because that remark about flesh and steel toed over a line for him and into the terrain of genuine sadism, genuine danger. It's also the sudden shift, the way that, in a flash, it seems so clear: when Ed spoke of a voice earlier, he wasn't speaking just metaphorically.

The flash of an association comes into Vrenille's mind--someone he knows from his own world who carries "echoes" of the legendary dead around in his head--the assassin from Cantha, the Margonite demon--malevolent wills lurking in a benevolent mind. It doesn't matter that Ed couldn't be less like Aurus; it doesn't matter how literally the comparison fails. Because it's insofar as it fails that some kind of understanding settles, precipitating like condensation on a glass.

His tone is blunt though not accusatory, simply matter of fact. "So, Ed. Who's the other guy?"
theansweris: (R: Condescending)

[personal profile] theansweris 2019-10-21 08:36 am (UTC)(link)
There's a long pause and then the cool, sharp gaze comes up to meet Vrenille's again. "I'm Ed. Edward Nygma of Gotham."

He's the better version of Ed. The stronger, smarter, sharper, confident Ed, the Ed that the other never quite managed to be.
prettymuchdead: (Jon_Bernthal_in_TWD_S_01_(93))

[personal profile] prettymuchdead 2019-10-21 11:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ Not having any of his weapons has certainly made Shane a little more wary. Back home it was survival of the fittest. Humans and walkers. Not having a gun on him leaves him feeling edgy and uncomfortable. Especially once he realizes these women have other intentions on their mind. If they get too close he knows he'll swing first, but for now he wants this resolved without him having to hurt anyone. He doesn't exactly know how to law works in this place. Given his former law background he assumes they must have something in place to have a place of this size run even close to smoothly.

When the man appears he breathes a sigh of relief. Mostly because he doesn't have to engage. He might be able to hold his own for a while, but there's no telling with a group of singled minded folk can do when you give them a task. His brows raise when the man with the gun calls him Castle. Least he's thinking he's calling him Castle. He doesn't have a clue who he's talking about. He's certainly never seen this man before. He doesn't recall him from any of the chaos from the outbreak. The first couple of nights though are a blur beyond the faces of Lori and Carl.

Shane is uneasy, but he follows the man's encouragement. His arms hang loose at his sides as he steps away from the circle of women. He glances at them and then at Dolls quickly. ]
Do I know you? [ There's certainly a different twang in his voice than Castle's, but if Dolls has never actually spoken to the man he wouldn't really recognize that. ] I appreciate the hand, but I'm not real sure who Castle is.
roseofthetyrells: (just let it be yeah yeah yeah)

[personal profile] roseofthetyrells 2019-10-21 01:05 pm (UTC)(link)
I fear that strangeness may not be a strong enough word. Everything is so bizarre. The first time I had to ride the--the thing that takes us up and down between places, I was sure that it would swallow me whole! But what sorts of conveniences?

[she, too, takes a seat on the bench, making even the smallest move seem graceful and purposeful. and she eyes the device curiously.

and her eyes widen slightly, an eyebrow arched at his description of what can be done with the device]


How are such things possible? It sounds wonderful, but unlike anything I've ever even imagined. [and she stares curiously into the screen as he points it towards themselves. when he makes an indication that a picture of them can be taken, she smiles brightly into the screen]

No, not at all. We communicate by raven and if a person wants their portrait taken, they must sit with an artist for a number of days. This is far beyond anything I've ever even thought of.
insularism: (₇)

[personal profile] insularism 2019-10-21 01:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ What kind, sweet lies were these in which he was considered the irresistible party. Feeling more now than he had in years Alucard could not believe the soft, tender compliments effortlessly tumbling from Dorian’s mouth, each utterance the petal of blossom, sweet and fragrant and filling his senses with an even stronger desire, a heavier need. He found himself leaning into the fingers in his hair, and into every touch, as if his skin could give him life. Impart something beautiful and impermanent - the true nature of humanity and mortality. His expression one of divine ecstasy at just the simplest of caresses.

When he managed to summon the words they were the ghost of syllables, private and soft, just for Dorian’s ears. ]


I don’t think I have it in me to tell you to stop.

[ Of course he didn’t want to be broken in two but perhaps if it was Dorian who was doing the breaking then it wouldn’t be so terrible. No, less of a cold, hard snap and more of a persistent wearing and tearing; a slow bend that would give way into a rapturous, pleasure-filled submittance.

Just as he submitted to Dorian now.

How he wanted to lay his soul as open as his body, if he drank his blood then let Dorian devour what shadow of a soul it was he possessed.

He felt so grateful that those soft grey eyes of his weren’t looking at him now as he verged on the edge of his fantasties. How he felt the delicate, supple texture of Dorian’s most private places, the firm curve of his buttocks and then that tender stretch of skin between them. His fingers trembled, not with fear or nervousness but with anticipation. The painful, tantalizing wait had brought him to a pique of excitement.

The tapered, slick tip of his middle finger eased its way inside him, followed by a very vocal moan. The grip around the digit a cruel, wicked taste of what his crotch now ached for. He inched the finger in, bit by bit, exploring, educating himself.

Another moan, heavier and lower than the first, this teasing too cruel, it was too heartless to make him measure his desire like this. He felt pressure around the second of three knuckles of his finger and he shivered so hard Dorian would have doubtless felt it. ]


Y..you--[ It was almost accusatory. ]--you are the irresistible one. I ache with desire.
in_sects: (it is a problem)

[personal profile] in_sects 2019-10-21 02:52 pm (UTC)(link)
There is only one God.

But people, those representatives, can be misguided or cruel. That makes them wrong, not Him.
roseofthetyrells: (like I'm walking again all on me)

[personal profile] roseofthetyrells 2019-10-21 03:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Supposedly, there are seven.

And what of those who use piety as a cudgel, used to strike down one's political enemies?
curious_spirit: (well ok lol)

[personal profile] curious_spirit 2019-10-21 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
The surprise was visible on his features. "I do?" he questioned although she had already given him the answer. His eyes watched her curiously until asked if he was new. Shadow looked down as he answered with a nod of his head.

He wondered what gave him away considering he was no longer wearing the paper gown. The unfamiliar woman answered his silent question with what she said next. She wasn't wrong. He was feeling pretty uncomfortable as the space in the crotch of his jeans diminished.

"Is it like Alice in Wonderland? I can eat or drink something else and it'll subtract the first effect?" he asked since she seemed to be offering help. Hopefully he hadn't misunderstood that. The ache between his legs might prompt him to wondering just how helpful she'd consider being.
curious_spirit: (hopeful)

[personal profile] curious_spirit 2019-10-21 04:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"How'd you figure out that I'm new? Wait, you're new too?" She had practically said as much but Shadow opted to be sure. Shadow made sure not to shake free of her hold, secretly appreciating the contact.

There was something about her that reminded him of his... undead wife. Ex-wife? Wedding vows were 'till death do you part' so he needed to get used to calling Laura his ex.

His mind quickly returned to the woman at his side. She was easy on the eyes, and definitely alive. "And I believe that's not your first time having to scare a group of women off. I doubt it's even your second or third time," he quipped through a smirk.
belligerents: (a n s w e r)

[personal profile] belligerents 2019-10-21 04:46 pm (UTC)(link)
“It happens sometimes here. People show up that look like people you know, but they aren’t,” she explained, further confirming that he was knew. Most people experienced this happening a few months into coming to the city.

She didn’t know him, but she could tell he was struggling with something. Chances were they gave him an aphrodisiac, and it would get worse. She once was aphro’d in the market, nearly climbed up a man in a back alley herself. The drugs were no joke, so she could easily sympathize with him.

“Not from my experience. Is there something you’re feeling? Two questions— is it violent or just an intense feeling?” She knew it might be hypocritical to ask but even when she was all but clawing at the other guy, Raven was a slight woman and injured so without tools or weapons, there wasn’t a lot of damage she could do against a guy like Shadow.

She didn’t know him, and she didn’t owe him anything, but her hatred of this place and what they did to exploit people, especially newcomers that had no choice in coming here, was enough of a motivator. Plus sex was rarely something intimate for her. It was far easier to compartmentalize its use. It worked for her here in times like this.
in_sects: (Default)

[personal profile] in_sects 2019-10-21 04:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Rhys shrugs. "It's not in my control, for the most part." That much, he's used to. "And so far, it's nothing I can't handle."

He looks around them, at the display of people, looks away again. It's not like he's comfortable with this place. But it could be worse. "There doesn't seem to be a lot of violence."
bulldoginnit: (oh you don't say)

[personal profile] bulldoginnit 2019-10-21 04:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He doesn't know, not really. What's going on under her clothes isn't readily obvious, though he recognised that kind of gasp earlier for what it was, and he can guess at why she looks uncomfortable.

When she says something about what she ate, and he sees the basket next to her, really sees it, it hits him.
]

Oh, man, those pastries are a fuckin' experience.

[ He's sympathetic; he'd had two radically different things with those, and neither was bad, but they'd both been...really easy to be overwhelmed by. ]

It's a lot easier if you let whatever's gonna happen happen. Wears off eventually. This city does a lotta shit like that to us.
cryfrustration: (43)

[personal profile] cryfrustration 2019-10-21 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"So the mirror has two faces, huh? Hat for every occasion?" He's not disturbed by that, per se, but he is cautious, and he'd like to suss out the ground on which they now stand a little more before he trusts letting his weight rest on anything.

He drums his fingers on the side of his tea mug and murmurs, like he's repeating a line--a reference to something, "Maybe I was the illusion all along..."
leg_with_heart: (Explain)

[personal profile] leg_with_heart 2019-10-21 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
If he'd gotten to go home and was pulled back, he'd be complaining too. He also fully identifies with that familiar aching contrast between missing someone you care about and having them show up in terrible places you just so happen to be.

Hunk had made enough friends here to brighten that silver lining, or at the very least, put on a smile to help them feel a little less dismal.

"Well, neither of us has to wonder how the other one is doing, but now we just have to get through it."
pidgeypidge: (because I fall asleep when they speak)

[personal profile] pidgeypidge 2019-10-21 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
There was a lot to complain about, in her completely unbiased opinion. But really, what good was complaining going to do? It wasn't like she had the power to go home. She'd been stuck here before, first with the others and then alone, after they'd all disappeared. And now she was stuck again.

That she'd had friends here before was beside the point since she didn't know if any of them were still around.

"That's the part that worries me. But you seem to be managing fine."

Which was, honestly, a relief.
chokethedog: (you won't feel remorseful)

[personal profile] chokethedog 2019-10-21 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, we were pretty young, you know! We were just dumb kids and I used to joke around, telling him to do things for money~ Nothing too serious but he was happy to just get whatever I offered! [He is definitely brushing aside how he used to step on him and make him do a whole lot of terrible things.

But you know, whatever! He's sure Tsurugi wouldn't want his girlfriend to know that either.]


Ah, he always is so mean to Abel, though. Isn't he, Abel? [He sighs dramatically and makes Abel nod her head.] Looking at her with those lewd eyes of his. I'm sure you know the look.
colorature: (42)

[personal profile] colorature 2019-10-21 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Why is he so obsessed with money? It's like pulling teeth to get him to buy anything!

[Valid question, right? At least she thinks so. Sure, she knows Tsurugi was poor but there's being poor and being, well...the way he is. As for the doll...]

I know the look but I don't think Tsurugi is into dolls.
chokethedog: (and then recalls)

[personal profile] chokethedog 2019-10-21 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Hahaha! It is, it is! But well, Diva-chan, I'm sure you know all the intimate details about his past. Really, all of his closest people know so I don't need to repeat anything but it definitely plays a role, huh? When you're raised by a terrible man then you just pick up some terrible habits yourself!

For example, I don't want to repeat what he's done to Abel because well, you're a lady! But it makes me shiver to think about it. I don't think he can resist any pretty girl. [He pats Abel's head with a nod. Right now, he's just trying to hook Diva's attention. He gives Diva a smile.]

I'm sure he does whatever you ask him to. Just like a lovesick slave ♥
colorature: (34)

[personal profile] colorature 2019-10-21 09:08 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't though...

[Ah...what's this? Is her mood souring? Seems to be. That's definitely a pout on those lips of hers. Honestly she could care less what Tsurugi's done to some doll this guy is weirdly attached to but she does care that suddenly she's reminded of just how much she doesn't know about her baby daddy.

It's not a good feeling.]


He's not much of a slave if he won't buy me the new shoes I saw the other day.