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TDM #8
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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. ... 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. |
 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. |
 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. |
( 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. |
 (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? |
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!! |
the books. are. HORRIBLE PORTRAYALS OF BDSM. AND EVERYTHING ELSE. ABSOLUTELY AWFUL.
it's too much. it's all too much. she'd never even slept with anyone until Christian and his tastes were . . . both different from here and all too familiar.
and she's about as normal as a human can get. she'd describe herself as mousey. uncertain. not confident at all. what Christian had seen in her, she didn't know.
once she's out of the building safely, she takes in a long, healing breath and lets it out slowly]
I--yes. Thank you. It was terrible in there. Awful.
really makes me interested in what you'll do with Ana in-game, all that considered!
Unfortunately I have nothing for you to dry your eyes with. Why did you venture inside if such sights reduce you to this state?
[ Outside of the hall, his features are far more clear: the spot on his forehead isn't an eye per se (though it is called that); it doesn't grant sight but instead adds a level of spatial awareness for his surroundings.
...Although it still failed to prevent him from tripping over her earlier. Ah well, accidents happen. ]
Reclaiming her sexuality on her terms, admitting that she really DOESN'T like S/m to start with!
I. . . I thought it was mandatory?
[and she gets a good look at her rescuer. he doesn't look anything like anyone she's seen before. granted, in college some people had dyed their hair like pink or blue or purple, but they usually dyed all of their hair. and what is that on his forehead? she wants to ask, but she's afraid she'd come off as rude]
ahaa, a good start!
Mandatory? No. Though they are certainly eager to get people inside.
[ It's not only his face which is eye-catching: the coat he wears bears elaborate embroidery and a plethora of decoration which, to those in the know, would suggest either high rank or wealth.
He seems rather oblivious to her open staring. Perhaps he's used to it. Leaning forward slightly with a frown, he looks her over. ]
...You seem none the worse for my clumsiness earlier. I apologise for that. Rather hard to spot someone curled up in a ball on the floor in the dark.
Thanks! And from there, realizing that Christian isn't magic cause he can give her orgasms. ;)
[she feels rather foolish to be told that it wasn't mandatory. the doorman had been quite insistent!]
...okay. Lesson learned, I guess. I can say no.
[which actually is a revelation to her. Christian hadn't liked it when she said no, but she always ended up going along with what he wanted. the MacBook, the car, the BlackBerry, the times he'd smack her on the butt to correct her behavior. but, he was the most beautiful man she'd ever met, so far above her in every way. she still couldn't understand what it was he saw in her.
and getting a closer look at what her rescuer was wearing, her eyes widen a bit. it's the most elaborate coat she's ever seen, looking like it stepped out of the pages of one of Kate's haute couture magazines, but with almost a military bent. it makes her wonder even more where he's from.
and at the mention of her being curled up on the floor, she feels herself flushing crimson again] I'm fine. I'm fine. It's my fault you ran into me anyway.
oh Ana you innocent woman... lmao. Christian deserves a hefty kick tbh
Mayhap you ought to say 'no' more often. Especially if saying 'yes' reduces you to such a state. Given what I noticed inside, you could very easily have been...volunteered for certain acts.
I hate Christian as much as I hate Ramsay Snow from GoT/ASOIAF
and the idea of being "volunteered" for what she saw makes the blood drain from her face, leaving her sickly pale] Oh. Oh gosh. No. No, I wouldn't like that at all.
burn them aaaall /waves torch (and I'm really sorry Solus being a dick like this)
[ He suddenly grabs her upper arm. His grip isn't tight - she could wrench herself away if she wanted to and he would let her - but it IS firm and insistent. As is the sudden, severe frown he gives her. ]
I'd very much like you to come with me, girl.
it's okay, she really does need practice at saying no and following through
--no! Stop that!
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See? Not so difficult, is it.
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...I guess not? Ray taught me some self-defense tricks back home, but I wasn't expecting them to actually work.
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[ And there is the matter of how damn terrified of him she looks. It's disconcerting. ]
...May I ask what makes you fear so?
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[well, there's the part where one of her friends was trying to kiss her and didn't seem to want to take "no" for an answer. and there was Christian. she told him to do his worst. so he did. but she can't answer his question because even here, worlds away, Christian's NDA weighs heavily on her mind]
I'm--I'm a little overwhelmed. By everything.
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But he pinches the bridge of his nose with a quiet sigh. Clearly this woman is rather sheltered. Even her attempt to shove him away had seemed more a panicked, instinctual response than deliberate. ]
Ah, yes... Someone like you won't be familiar with travel between worlds, will you.
[ He considers her briefly. Then gestures flippantly. ]
No helping it I suppose. I was bored anyway. Would you like a chaperone until you're calmer?
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it was a largely self-imposed shelter. she's never been the most confident person and generally preferred time in with her books to time out partying with friends. even in college, she only has two close friends. as for relationships...she tries to not dwell on Christian and how they parted, but it's hard]
What? No. We barely made it to the moon.
[she's still trying to look confident, though the effect is likely diminished by how she's biting her lower lip.
his offer takes her by surprise] --are you sure? I don't want to be a burden.
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It takes quite some effort for him to school his face. Only one civilisation to his knowledge has ever harnessed the level of technology needed to come close to even contemplating that sort of reach and they were now long dead. Yet here she is casually telling him that their race has managed to achieve it? 'Barely', but still.
He's almost impressed. Almost. Cynicism kicks in after the shock subsides. Surely they must have had someone nudging progress along in that direction. He can't quite believe the average human demonstrating that level of...competence. Not on their own. ]
...You would not be a burden. I'm offering. [ He crosses his arms loosely, watching her. ] Mayhap you can tell me about how you travelled to the moon as we walk.
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and as far as she knows, they did it on their own. she knows that people believe in UFOs, but she considers those crackpot theories]
Oh. Well, thank you. [and she considers his request for a moment] I could try, but I wasn't a history or physics major. There's a lot about the science I don't know.
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Ah, but where are my manners...
[ He hasn't introduced himself yet, has he? Solus sweeps a shallow bow to her. ]
Solus zos Galvus. Emperor of Garlemald.
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--oh my gosh, manners! Mine, too! I'm Anastasia Steele. People call me Ana.
[and his bow has her blinking in surprise. his introduction leaves her gaping]
You're--you're an emperor? How did you wind up here, of all places?
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The same way everyone else did, I imagine. Although normally I would have control over where I end up. Quite inconsiderate of whoever is responsible.
[ He would very much like to meet the person who is able to drag him across worlds like this. He only knows of one capable of such a feat. ]
Hmm, 'Anastasia Steel'... [ For obvious reasons, he doesn't realise there is a silent 'e'. ] Unusual name. You work in metallurgy?
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and she's still boggling over the emperor thing] I don't know what I should call you! Your Majesty? Your Highness?
Whoever it is, they must not be afraid of much. Stealing me, that's one thing. Stealing an emperor? That's something else entirely.
[her brows furrow for a moment] Metallurgy? No, no, I was a college student studying English literature but I graduated. I had a couple of job interviews lined up, but I guess I'm going to miss those.
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My people address me as 'Your Radiance', but here you may call me 'zos Galvus' - or simply Galvus, I suppose. Titles seem superfluous here.
[ A surname of 'Steel' and yet she studies...literature of English? Hm. Perhaps her ancestors were the metalworkers. Although so much of what she says is foreign to him, he has travelled enough to pick out context even with unfamiliar terms. Mostly.
Ergo, there are at least two countries: the United States (a collection of smaller cities?) and the Soviet Union, now broken. And as for what she just mentioned... ]
Who or what are the English?
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and she's flushed and trying to look properly respectful] Which--which one would you prefer?
[she honestly has no idea if her ancestors were metalworkers or not. her biological father was in the Army and died during a training accident. she never met his parents or any of his family. her stepdad was a carpenter before he retired and her mother never did anything aside from retail, preferring to stay at home and let her husband (whichever one it was at the time) take care of her.
there are many, many more countries than those, but don't ask her. geography always gave her a headache]
It's, uh, it's two things. A language and a people. My main focus was on literature written in English from England.
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[ And she's a scholar of sorts! He does have some grudging respect for people of learning. At least they try and conquer their ignorance. ]
Hmm, call me 'zos Galvus' then. I am more like to respond to that. It's familiar.
[ Beckoning to her, he begins to walk. Just around the convention building for now. Pacing is good for thinking and she's given him plenty to think about.
If she has questions about him, he will answer. ]
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[she was always good at school, both before college and during. she graduated with a 4.0 GPA which she's really proud of. the literature courses were easy, but the courses in math and science weren't as easy. so she made herself study even harder and went to tutoring to make sure she got As in them as well]
All right. [she thinks a moment, then bows] It's good to meet you, zos Galvus.
[she follows along at his side, darting looks at him now and then. she has so many questions, but doesn't want to come off as rude. finally, she summons her courage and asks]
What is your country like?
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I finally have MORE ICONS
YAY ICONS!! plus (cw: poor bdsm practices)
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when you realise how horrifying a primal!Jesus would actually be...
absolutely, positively, wet-your-pants TERRIFYING
I have unleashed a monstrous concept D:
fdsa;kdfsjafaj;jfjka;k!!!
you don't know his canon either do you?
unfortunately I don't, but its concepts sound fascinating
then I can continue cackling over here in [spoilers redacted] :')
feel free to cackle away! ;)
:3
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