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TDM #10


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« « « LIFE WILL GO 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 weather is a brisk negative seven during the warmest parts of the day.



» » » BLINDLY WE'LL FOLLOW




It's time for the monthly Duplicity train tour. 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.



« « « ASK ME ABOUT X




Along with the usual Dom and Sub seminars and demonstrations, the powers that be have decided to try something a little more friendly. After attending the mandatory classes, all characters are invited to a (mandatory) social mixer! There are beverages and light snacks, and mingling is highly encouraged.

Also, all participants have had their clothes removed and replaced with long shirts ( they are allowed to keep their undergarments, but nothing else is allowed ). Said shirts have the phrase “Ask me about _____!” plastered loudly and proudly on the front. It could be a character’s deepest, darkest secret, their most negative trait, or something embarrassing they had happen to them. Each participant is given a clipboard, pen and a piece of paper and are tasked with “asking” three others about what’s written on their chests. Once they’ve completed the task and handed in the assignment they’ll receive their clothes back. Of course, the long shirts can be removed, but that means you’ll be stuck in the nude or in your undergarments until you cooperate.



« « « ON A FLIP CHART




Not into your long shirts? Want to complain or refuse to participate? There’s another option! Unruly Dominants and Submissives will find themselves locked in a private room with a bed, stuffed together into a get-along-shirt. There’s no escaping the garment either, until certain conditions have been met. Written on a flip chart in the corner of the room are the tasks that need to be accomplished to “get along.” Are the two supposed to share a kiss? Sing a romantic duet together? Say the alphabet backwards in sync? The whole point of the exercise is to find that synergy a Dom and Sub pair are supposed to have. Maybe this isn’t the best way to find it, though…

When the conditions are met the shirt is removable or rippable. Otherwise no matter how hard the characters struggle they’ll find themselves unable to get the pesky thing off.



« « « THE LONG WAY AROUND




Many local businesses have adapted to the timing of newcomers, and take advantage of the incoming crowds to do a little marketing. Stationed throughout Duplicity in LIEr-adjacent places such as the train station, the Up Apartments, the Down Motel, and the orientation center are representatives for local businesses and companies handing out free samples and hoping to attract business later.

This month, there’s a particular presence by Harbroken Industries, a cosmetic and beauty company. They’re pushing free samples of their new pheromone perfume sprays, delicately scented and guaranteed to work. Sample bottles are freely available, but some overeager volunteers are taking the department store approach and spritzing unwitting passersby.

The citrus scent is energizing and bright, inducing a talkative state where users cannot get enough conversation, and lose any internal filter for their words. The strawberry-vanilla scent is sweet and comforting, like a warm hug, which users will get a lot of with their new obsession with physical affection. Cedar-sandalwood makes those who use it tough as nails, angry and ready to pick a fight over the smallest slights. The cinnamon-pear scent makes its users feel adventurous and curious, and maybe a little TOO bold about trying new things. And predictably, the patchouli spray inspires “free love,” with an aphrodisiac effect that gets worse over time, unless taken care of quickly.

The scents will wane and the effects will fade after six hours, or after the urges they cause are fulfilled. These volunteers are so eager to make a sale that it’s entirely possible to be hit with more than one spray at a time, so maybe take the long way around these areas if you’re looking to avoid them.



« « « 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: Count the letters in your character's full name ( first, last, middle or whatever combo that they have ). If it totals twelve letters and below they are a Dominant. If it's thirteen and higher they are Submissive.

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




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girlwednesday: (Discussions)

[personal profile] girlwednesday 2020-01-19 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
For all that Felicity doesn't want to give in and let it happen again, she can't help but feel it all the way down when Oliver smiles at her. Even after everything, her heart wants to remind her mind that the third time's the charm and this is fine. Everything's fine and they can do this together. He's here and there's nothing they can't do together.

"I'll tell you everything," she says, almost like a promise, knowing full well that there are parts she'll have to leave out — for the both of them. She doubts that he'll hear those parts from other people; her friends know that what happens in the city stays in the city and judgment has no place, but it's Oliver. He doesn't work that way and they also know that. "Come on."

She takes him there, to the house she's owned since she became a citizen, but that was given to her months ago. Inside, he'll see the photos that she leaves out, no matter what. He'll also see that there are remnants of another person living there, not just Felicity.

"I've been here a long time, Oliver. I don't know where to begin."
reborningreen: (oh yes?)

[personal profile] reborningreen 2020-01-19 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Her words make him smile, and he looks at her with a memory of the past, and a hope for the future. It feels like forever and yet just yesterday that he was at her side, before he left with the Monitor, before he met their grown up daughter, and before he died.

He shivers, following her carefully, ready, and wary of everything but her. He can't help it but trust her. She is the one thing that has been a solid and constant in his life. This last month without her has been a gaping wound that hurt, a lot and he almost went to see her, so many times.

But now, here she is, and she looks... amazing. At the house, he blinks, and looked around, smiling slowly. It looks like her.

At her words, he nods, and ponders, then speaks.

"What feels comfortable to start at? What are you proudest of here?" He has changed, in recent weeks, forced to face a lot, and his eyes on her are open, gentle, and ready for good or bad. He hopes.
darkpath: (looking down to the right;)

[personal profile] darkpath 2020-01-19 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Mhm, that's why we're here, even if I don't really trust their answer.

[ Inside the building, Wei Wuxian hits the button for another elevator. In truth, he knows they can't avoid the topic of what's expected of them, but he wants to wait until they're inside his apartment. It will probably be easier for Lan Zhan that way. ]

But how did they do it? Nobody would tell me how I went from there to here.

[ A ding, and then the door opens. Wei Wuxian steps in, waits for Lan Zhan to follow, and hits the button to go up a few floors. ]

Don't you think it's weird they can do something like that?
occultatum: (Nick - vivo)

[personal profile] occultatum 2020-01-19 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's the part that stretches belief?" he asks, and he laughs, shaking his head. "I do know her, probably better than I would like, all things considered," he adds a moment later. But still. Come on, Darlington.
illuminescent: (Lucy - a moment of devious)

[personal profile] illuminescent 2020-01-19 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
I think I could attempt to explain it, but I fear I would only return to your question and agree with you.
ofaustria: ([common] earnest)

[personal profile] ofaustria 2020-01-19 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Anne." She studies her clipboard for a moment before adding, "formerly Queen of France, sister to the King of Spain." Her smile turns up as she looks at him. "My penmanship comes from excellent tutors in my childhood, I suppose."

Taking a breath, she clears her throat slightly and continues, "So, Mister Ziraphale, you must be new to be of such good cheer. When did you arrive?"
demonicmiracle: (066)

[personal profile] demonicmiracle 2020-01-19 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[The reason that Crowley is so certain he loves Aziraphale is because that bitchy little rant just makes him feel unbearably fond.]

You've been a servant of the Almighty, s'a bit different, isn't it? I've a hard time imagining you submitting to anyone. [This wouldn't be funny at all if Aziraphale had been marked, but it's easier to joke now.] And you're hardly in charge of whoever you contract with, no matter what rubbish the city tries to sell.

[He's sure that someone people see it that way, but Crowley refuses to, and he's sure Aziraphale will feel the same.

But for now, he lays a hand over Aziraphale's, and uses a miracle to move to the hallway of the provided apartments.]


Here we are.
ofaustria: ofaustria ([regal] pretty smile)

[personal profile] ofaustria 2020-01-19 08:59 pm (UTC)(link)
You'll keep your bark and your bite to a minimum, Captain. Neither will serve you well on a day to day basis in the city and may, in fact, cause you more harm than good.

[it's not quite an order, but he can consider it a strong suggestion.]

Drinking is, however, a good suggestion. [he gets a small smile. is she teasing?] Perhaps not to death.
earh: (z14)

[personal profile] earh 2020-01-19 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[ When Mia turns around, her eyes are watery and there's a small twitch on her lips as she holds the picture depicting a young herself.

She knows it's a bad idea. It'll only cause Felicity pain and there's oh so much shit she would have to explain, including why she and her dad (and William, oh God, William) didn't go to her. It's tactically sound to keep her in the dark, to protect her from something she most likely won't want to know anyway. She knows this, but still...

Still, it's her mom.

It's only one word, but it comes out ragged and wobbly and broken.
]

Mom.
earh: (z11)

[personal profile] earh 2020-01-19 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[ So apparently it's a thing to point at her Submissive mark, and it means much more than sex preferences. Great, just great. ]

Wouldn't want to have a bad time in this lovely place, now do I?

[ Her voice drips sarcasm. She eyes the rest of the men as they quickly leave them alone, so Mia relaxes her stance. Yay? She's never one to back down, so this feels a bit like cheating.

Her attention turns to the man.
]

Aren't you the knight in shining armor. Don't tell me, you want a reward now?
girlwednesday: (Pouty)

[personal profile] girlwednesday 2020-01-19 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Proudest of?

It feels like an absurd question. What could there be to be proud of? Everything she's done has just been to stay alive and she's even failed at that at one point. Honestly, she's done her part to rebel, but it hadn't ended well — for her, for Ray, for a lot of people — and she takes a breath before she starts there. It's innocuous enough.

"I hacked their network," she tells him, drawing a pattern on the counter. Because of course she had. "I spent a week in jail, but it was worth it." And then she sighs and shakes her head. "A lot has happened. You've been here before, Oliver. Twice. It feels like, no matter what I say, you're just going to disappear again and I don't know how to deal with that."
girlwednesday: (Tell me more)

[personal profile] girlwednesday 2020-01-19 09:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[Nope.

the last time felicity saw her daughter, mia was three years old. the whole thing felt like years, but she'd been gone from the city for a week, and now her daughter's here? they've taken some of her biggest friends and allies and this is what they're bringing her instead? is this what they think is going to make up for what they've done? seeing her daughter subjected to... everything she's been through?]


No. Mia, no.

[felicity feels the tears well up in her eyes, wanting to deny what is so obvious now that it's been said, even as she walks around the kitchen island to practically yank the young woman into her arms.]

Oh, Mia, I'm so sorry.

[for leaving her there(?), for having her here, for not recognizing her, for hugging her so tightly... and more.]
wontbearitall: (Rise [Not sure about this])

[personal profile] wontbearitall 2020-01-19 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
She'll be fine, probably. She's good at adapting, and it's not like half of being an idol isn't somehow wrapped up in sex appeal. She just... needs a day or two to adjust.

"Yeah, I noticed that too." Didn't really have to be a detective to pick up on that. "If we got to leave when their program was done, I feel like they would have mentioned it, but... there has to be a way to get home, right?"

It's not the prospect of this place that worries her as much as not going home- her friends were very much the type to look for her and try and figure out what happened, and it would kill her if they were just left without answers. Not to mention how badly she already misses them.
earh: (z09)

[personal profile] earh 2020-01-19 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Mia presses herself against her mother's body, hugging her just as bad.

She's been mad at her, she's hated her, then she came back to feeling like she wasted so much time of her life resenting her. But she was already gone in her time, and in the past... she couldn't see her in the past. So now she's here, in the weirdest place, hugging her mother. Mia is not sure if her father would approve or not. Well, he's not here to tell her, is he?

...Is he? Well, she'll worry about that later.
]

It's okay... It's.

It's okay mom. I'm okay.

[ After a fashion, so to speak. ]

There's so much I have to tell you.

[ But for now she's going to hug her a bit more. ]
superweaponized: (t e a r s)

[personal profile] superweaponized 2020-01-19 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[She doesn't want to break. Not here, not now, and not in front of him. Anger is what has gotten her through this so far, and in truth she hasn't stopped long enough to process it. If she just kept going, kept fighting, then she could make his death worth something.]

I've been angry since I was six when he left. I've just kept going; Cassian had to physically drag me away. Then-- then I put all my energy into convincing the Alliance to attack one of the Imperial bases. They're bureaucrats though. They didn't go for it. Not that it stopped me. [Jyn 'Does What She Wants' Erso.]

I wasn't going to let his death mean nothing when he sacrificed his life, when he did what he could to keep me safe. [That she only realizes now 15 years later.

Her eyes aren't dry, but she's managed to keep back most of the tears.]
Now I don't know what I'm suppose to do here. Does it get easier?
Edited (what are words) 2020-01-19 22:36 (UTC)
superweaponized: (o p t i o n s)

[personal profile] superweaponized 2020-01-19 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's been a long time since someone has looked after her. It almost feels strange to let him, but when he looks down at her like that, she just sees her father, and how can she not listen to him. So Jyn follows through the doorway and nods quietly after a moment.

She looks around the place, also not used to just going to places like this. She's been an essential runaway for so long, doing what she had to to just survive. This almost feels wrong.]


I was raised by one of my Dad's friends, but he was an extremist. Used me for his own means and then left me when I was fifteen. [Her past seems to spill out easier around him, too. She'll just blame it on the fact that he looks like Galen. Because if there was something she could talk to him about, she would have asked why Saw Gerrera of all people.]
superweaponized: (c o n t e n t)

[personal profile] superweaponized 2020-01-19 10:45 pm (UTC)(link)
There are other worlds like this one? [She's just getting used to the idea of universes outside of her own. Though if this place exists; there has to be others like it.]

It's hard to wrap your mind around it, but here we are. It's just another place to survive.

[Which is pretty much just her mentality at this rate. Why wouldn't it be easier for her?]
ibelieveintruth: (Wait--- What---? Why---?)

[personal profile] ibelieveintruth 2020-01-19 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
That will likely come anyway, later. If it can be delayed, then I count it a win.

[ At her question, her almost accusation, he blinks. ]

No, of course not. That's not my style, sorry. I like consensual partners and ones who want to be with me.
unphase: (rest your shoulder peaches and cream)

Re: Dominant (cw: underage)

[personal profile] unphase 2020-01-19 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[she squeals when he swats her ass] And don't you forget it, mister.

[she shakes her head in amusement and says] I don't know, have you seen that over there. [she, too, is feeling urged to try something new, but there's something new that's reasonable and there's...that]

Maybe? Something we both can use, so it's not just you or me who's having all the fun.

((OOC: it goes without saying that the link is absolutely, positively 100% NSFW in any way, shape, or form))

[personal profile] sinterofattention 2020-01-19 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Trust me, I also think this is complete and utter bullshit, [ Dorian remarks, as dry as possible. Because yeah! This sucks! And is quite possibly the worst first impression he can give this attractive stranger who might be missing an eye (but doesn't seem to be missing one? That's odd.) ]

I suppose that because a few people have said I'm full of myself, that's enough for this place to deem me a textbook narcissist. Which really, I think is a quite harsh. I don't think anything about me is 'textbook.'

[ Literary, perhaps. But certainly not textbook. That's so boring! And dull! ]

( ooc: as an fyi, Dorian's an immortal who's over 150 years old, has a ridiculous healing factor, and has no soul and Margo can totally call him out on that with her magic eye if you want. :D )

[personal profile] sinterofattention 2020-01-19 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
You're right. But it's the in sync part that I'm a little worried about. You see, I'm terribly bad at keeping up with others. This might take longer than expected.

[ It will take longer than expected because Dorian plans to be a massive inconvenience. There's a sing-song tone in his voice as he talks, like he takes pleasure in being a pill (which he does) and is planning on keeping it up as long as possible (which he will.) ]

[personal profile] sinterofattention 2020-01-19 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Didn't people ever tell you not to judge a book by it's cover?"

Whereas in contrast to Kate, Dorian is definitely being a little combative. People thinking they know him, that they can read him like a book is a little bit of a pet peeve. And by people, Dorian means 'the powers that be which stuck him in this dumb shirt.'

Dorian can't help but wince a little as Kate mentions the car accident.

"I'm sorry to hear about the accident." It's said because that's what one is supposed to say. Dorian doesn't really have any honest feeling in his voice: he apologizes just because that's what's expected. And then the invasive questions just keep on coming.

"Was your mother as lucky as your sister?"
reborningreen: (Smile 5)

[personal profile] reborningreen 2020-01-20 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
He grins at her admission. That was the Felicity he knew. Using her strong suits to help people. He was proud of her, and always had been. Even when they did not agree on things, she was still one of the people he most thought of.

At her last words, he winces, and nods. "I... I wish I knew how to make it better, or to assure you that I won't vanish, but we both know I can't guarantee that." And he had promised no more lies. For a man who had lived lies his entire life, keeping that was not always simple, but he was trying.

"I..." He pauses, and eyes her, taking a deep breath, and really thinks about what she is saying, all of it. Looking at her, he makes the hardest decision he had had to make since he left her.

"However you want to handle this, I will go along with. If that means you don't want to see me, I will go."

He really hopes she doesn't choose that, but he means what he says. He loves this woman and the idea of giving her more pain, after what she must have endured before, both gaining and losing him and being here in this damned city, is an idea he hates even more. His face shows, for once, how hard it is to say this, and he waits.

[personal profile] sinterofattention 2020-01-20 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Oooh, posh? I haven't been called posh in ages."

Normally, he would take things a little slower. He would be a little bit more on his guard, try to take charge of the situation himself, steer things into a way where Dorian has the upper hand. But there's just something intoxicating about this boy (or more likely, the scent he's been dosed with) and Dorian just wants to throw caution to the wind and do something.

Even if the something is a pub crawl followed by a quick fuck, it's still something. And besides, he might learn more about Eggsy.

"That sounds wonderful. And our pub crawl shall start...that way!" Dorian said, pointing in a random direction. At least the random direction has buildings. He nudges Eggsy forward, still staying remarkably close, as Dorian starts walking in said random direction.

"So! Eggsy, Eggsy, Eggsy. How long have you been in this wonderful place and what sort of wonders should I come to expect?"
pathofvigilante: ("It's been so nice catching up")

[personal profile] pathofvigilante 2020-01-20 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ His own Harley would almost certainly punch him in the face-- and it wouldn't even be his first black eye from her. This one though... he sees differences, but the way she grips his hand and the way her jaw tightens is very, very reminiscent of the Harley he knows. He swallows. His mouth suddenly feels dry. Did it just get hotter in here? And sure, John's remembering how he betrayed her to Batman and blah blah blah-- but he's also remembering how head over heels in love with her he was. It's a confusing tsunami of feelings and John feels like he really ought to say some words or something of the like. ]

It was pretty perfect [ aaaalmost reluctantly admitted. Those were passible words, but then Harley yanks him closer and for a split second his bright green eyes go wide and owlish. Come on John, aren't you over your stupid crush? Didn't you put an end to that already? ]

Oh-- uh, sure? [ a few nervous chuckles. It's hard to think about things other than that she smells good and her skin is so pale and--]

I really like your tattoos [ the wattage on his grin is quite glaring; his followers used to cover themselves in tattoos for him, so, maybe he's developed an eye for ink.

There's not much to John in this state of undress; yeah he has the red lipstick and the long purple trench coat but that's all at home in a box, and only brought out for his horrible attempts at vigilante-ing.

His frankly boring shirt reads 'Ask me about my scars' ]