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TDM #1 OVERFLOW
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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!! |
elena gilbert | the vampire diaries | dominant
⇒ apilot
( x )
( Elena loves a handshake, honestly. there's all sorts of weird polite, almost old-fashioned courtesies that the people in her town like to adhere to, and the offered hand tugs at something deep in her heart. the gesture reminds her of mystic falls, weirdly enough, and any reminder of home is desperately welcome right now. this place is just about as far from her sleepy little virginian town as they get — she'll take what she can get. )
Elena Gilbert.
( she offers a small smile, shaking the hand firmly before folding her arms over her chest. she's not tense exactly, not now that she's out of the club anyway, but she's still a bit uncomfortable. )
I'd say it's nice to meet you, but well— ( she tips her head towards the club, shoulders shrugging in a little up-down gesture after. ) This place isn't exactly the ideal way to meet anyone.
( meaning both the club and the entire place, of course. the whole thing is just... tough. )
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He addresses her with a smile in return, and runs a hand through his hair. This place is going to be an exercise in improving his skills with regards to sneaking around if he is going to help build a resistance without drawing attention, but it is proving surprisingly simple to locate like-minded or similarly uncomfortable individuals.]
It is a pleasure to meet you, Elena, regardless of the circumstances. This world may be outside our experiences but I have a feeling time will change things, for all of us. [Poe has never been a good liar, and his words are far from guarded. It would not take strong powers of observation to get that he is intending to help that change come about.]
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her eyes flit to the door with each sound of movement, but she doesn't monitor the way poe does. instead she watches him, closely, and when he speaks again she gets a thoughtful expression on her face for a brief moment. because that could just be optimism, sure, but even the most optimistic creatures would struggle to be that upbeat in this situation. honestly? it sounds more like someone forming a plan. )
You think? ( she asks, choosing her words carefully. ) Because to me it looks like we're pretty stuck...
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Things always look dark before the spark catches and the fire grows.
⇒ persevere
( x )
( elena's whole demeanour changes with the presence of caroline. she's immediately more relaxed, tension bleeding from her as she keeps her hands on her friend's shoulders and does a quick inspection of her own. she notices differences, of course, but she can't put her finger on what exactly it is.
her heart sinks when she sees the tattoo, but fights hard to keep the smile fixed on her face — and to her credit, she does a reasonable job. it only drops a little, and her voice doesn't even wobble as she goes to speak again. )
Yeah, well, one of the lucky ones right? ( there's a slightly sarcastic bite to reply that indicates her distaste for the whole thing, but she can hardly complain about being forced to live in luxury when the alternative is caroline's situation. she is lucky, as laughable as the concept might seem. and then, a flurry of questions: ) Are you okay though? How long have you been here? God, I just can't believe it's really you, Car.
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Look, if one of us has to be unlucky, I'm glad it was me.
[Elena's stint as a vampire had been short, from her perspective. She was squishy again, and Care liked to be able to keep an eye on her, but the Down was more dangerous.]
Don't worry about me. I can take care of myself. [And take her aggression out on anyone who tries to do something she doesn't like.] Well, believe it, but not long.
⇒ blooded
( x )
Yeah, yeah. ( she muttered, huffed against his shoulder with an eyeroll he can't see — but elena is sure damon knows it's happening all the same. she smiles though, tightens her arms a little and just holds him close.it's weird, this mental connection. it's strange being able to feel your own emotions and someone else's at the same time — damon is usually pretty well equipped at restraining his, but elena very much isn't and it's only natural that sometimes things filter back through — and the combination of that with the physical contact is...
well, it's a lot. ) We'll keep each other safe.
( she speaks with solid determination, a tone she's also sure that damon is used to right now, and after lingering a moment longer she pulls back. not entirely, mind you, just enough that when her arms fall back to her sides there is some space between their bodies. it surprises elena when she realises how much she misses that contact, an immediate surge of something that urges her to step back forward. but she doesn't, she just smiles, relaxed, and looks at damon. )
Got it?
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damon will do his best to ensure she never loses anyone important to her here — and never finds out about the losses of her home, either, his walls an impenetrable fog around his thoughts. elena's going to have enough on her plate dealing with kink city, she doesn't need to know about jenna. ❱
Got it. ❰ he whispers, one hand going from her waist to cup her cheek. there's so much he wants to say, promises he wants to exhort from her — you were only asleep for four days and i hated every one of them, promise you won't put me through that again, let me stay with you — but in the end he says none of them, leaning his head forward instead to touch his forehead to hers. ❱
Think this has anything to do with the Enemy, or the nest?
❰ damon's tone is doubtful, but he's open to being proven wrong. show your work, gilbert. ❱
>b
So, yes, she put her name into the lottery - just 'Ivy', for the moment - and waited, looking around and smirking just a little at anyone who seemed particularly nervous. Would it be the tall blonde boy talking too fast to a woman dressed in red? Or maybe a girl in the corner, ducking her head as if she could hide in plain sight?
It turns out to be neither, to be a woman she's glanced at a few times, dark and pretty and unmistakably more on edge than Ivy is. But then, that's unfair; almost everyone is more on edge than Ivy is. She holds back for a little while, studying the other woman as she drinks, admiring the line of her neck, before sauntering over and offering a hand. She likes touching people, likes seeing the way they react to her, and it's always fun to see whether a woman will be delighted or distressed by having Ivy notice her.]
Elena. You can call me Ivy.
[She looks Elena up and down even as she says the other woman's name, letting her voice go soft and husky and intimate and watching for the reaction. Ivy leans against the bar, casual, and smiles.]
Why don't you pick something you think I'd like?