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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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blindly we follow

[ once they're all escorted (in pairs) onto the train, harley doesn't even glance around much before making a beeline for the seat she wants, seemingly heedless of the submissive she's been matched up with at first as she clambers onto the bench and then essentially does her best ladyspread across them, curving herself at one corner with her feet propped up on the seat in front of them. if her toes happen to bump into another rider, prompting a rude look, her only response will be a large, shit-eating grin, held long enough just to make them uncomfortable and think twice about confronting her.

beside, there's so much to see when the train finally starts moving, and she'll be distracted soon enough by the view through the windows, swiveling to look outward with fingers pressed against the glass as she voices impressed oohs and ahhs for dramatic effect. of course, there are really only so many towering buildings a girl can see before, well, she's just about seen 'em all, and inevitably she'll turn back to you, if you're a submissive unlucky enough to get stuck with her for the duration of the train ride OR a dominant who happens to be sitting with their own sub partner a short distance across from her. ]

[ if you're a sub: ] So what's your deal, huh? How come they gave ya one of those neat little tattoos? [ and she'll pair that with the motion of an index finger drawing an invisible line down her own throat, complete with the pitch-perfect imitation of a tattoo machine's buzz. ] Don't get me wrong, it's cool. Simple, yet effective.

[ if you're a dom: ] You checked out where they got us all shackin' up yet? Nice, right? Could use a little more color, but those beds. Mama's gonna have a good time on hers.

ask me about / on a flip chart

[ it probably doesn't come as a surprise to anyone who's known her for any varying length of time that harley isn't even remotely opposed to taking her clothes off.

in fact, when the orientation peeps came at her with that ugly-ass shirt to cover up with, she blew a raspberry of disgust right in their faces and told them to stick it somewhere the sun would never have a chance to shine. so she's walking around in a hot pink bralette and matching undies, almost all of her tattoos (even the ones she's had reason to cross out with harsh, jagged lines lately) on full display. to compromise, though, they've given her a sign to hold since she isn't wearing the shirt anymore, one that harley's adorned with her own little illustrations and hearts because the original text is just so boring: ask me about my psychology degree in big block letters.

you can ask her, or you can wait until her refusal to participate gets her stuffed into one of those get-along shirts anyway, because this girl doesn't do mandatory. but there are several options to work yourself free if you don't want to get stuck with her and she'll willingly play her way through any of them if she likes you well enough: a) pucker up for a kiss, b) let her give you a hickey or you can do your best to give her one, c) sing a duet together (even if it might be horribly off-key on her end) or d) get up to some below-the-belt fun while you're both wrapped up in each other's arms — although, given that she's the dom, it might be wise to take care of her first.

regardless of your selection, she'll shimmy up to you once you're wrapped together, looking over to you with a slow, inviting smile. ] Well, this is snuggly.

the long way around

[ oh, did we not think she was going to take advantage of some free samples? please. like she's gonna turn up her nose at getting to smell pretty.

but what scent she ultimately picks up is going to determine what state you encounter her in when she inevitably runs into you on the street, while leaving the store.

If it's the strawberry-vanilla: well, she's just plucked up as many samples as they'll let her take within reason because she really likes smelling like something sticky-sweet, like one of those hard candies you just put in your mouth and suck on, and if she literally bumps into someone on the sidewalk and inadvertently drops all her packets, she's not going to notice the spill once she looks up at the person she's touching, instantly throwing her arms around their neck and pressing a big smacking kiss to somewhere on their face (your choice if she makes contact with lips).

if it's the cedar-sandalwood: you're going to regret making her drop everything, because instantly her head shoots up towards you with a narrowed gaze and she immediately huffs loud enough to draw attention, not to mention stir a few strands of blonde hair away from her face, before taking both hands and shoving you, hard in the chest, hard enough to even make you stagger back if she catches you off-guard.

if it's the patchouli: well, it's a little spicier than her norm, but she practically stumbles into the street feeling all hot and itchy under the skin, to say nothing of what's going on in her pants, and inevitably she finds her way to an empty bench seat with a flush in her cheeks, not even trying to disguise her moans as her clothes rub up against everywhere she's sensitive — and by everywhere, we mean everywhere. ]

wildcard

[ want a different prompt or want your character to encounter harley somewhere else in duplicity? feel free to hit me up via PM if you're interested in something else or need a custom starter. all prompts are ota and open to m/f or f/f, 21+ for smut. harley's canon point is post-suicide squad and pre-birds of prey, but definitely after her emancipation from mister j. ]

Edited 2020-01-13 16:49 (UTC)

[ wanda had been all too stubborn to be asked about the apparent "mindfucking" that was advertised on her shirt; the discomfort of her abilities is too fresh, too much of a reminder of her mistakes that all it's prompted to do is layer itself atop the existing frustration she'd been laced with since her arrival in this city.

of course, reasonably enough, it lands her in that extra room, and it's hard to say if she's relieved to be out of that prior shirt once she's forced to fit into another, this time with her luck of a sharing companion.

perhaps if she'd been paired with someone as resistant to this entire thing, they could simply keep their distance as well as they could manage under the circumstances and talk out the careful way they could get out of their predicament. unfortunately, the person at her side is ... ignorant to things like physical boundaries, to say the least. ]

You're plenty comfortable, aren't you? [ there's clear sarcasm in her tone, especially when she feels the nuzzle of their breasts together beneath the shirt, the press making her turn away with a deep breath. ] We should just try to get out of this as soon as we can.

[ it's a squeeze, but lucky for this chick, harley's been in tighter spots than this one before — and maybe it's her trying to make the best of an uncomfy sitch as is her tendency, or maybe it's the very evident distaste her forced companion has for the predicament they're in, or maybe it's a combination of that and more, but she's feeling all the more motivated to push some buttons, especially if they're the fun kind.

that, and she's never really known when to take the hint, ever. ]

What, aren't you? [ it's a question with evidently feigned naivety in it, judging by the exaggerated wide-eyed look she gives the other woman paired with a big pursing of her lips around that final word; they're of a similar height for her to be able to make eye contact, lingering a little too long before that gaze darts away, and harley sighs audibly. ]

Well, in case you didn't no-tice, they want us to do somethin' first. [ her arms are trapped at her sides, but only because she hasn't tried to get all handsy yet; she jerks her head a few times in the direction of what's written on the chart in the corner of the room they're occupying, a hastily-scrawled instruction for the two of them to leave their mark on each other. ]

So, how about it? I can play nice. [ she doesn't even have to shift forward all that much to playfully nudge her nose against the slender curve of the other woman's jawline while she's still turned away, partly beneath the fall of dark hair, and then whispers there. ] Make it feel good.

[ she's a colorful sort, in more than just her hair color, some excitable pep in her voice, that wanda could almost be mistaken into thinking the girl might have actually volunteered for this scenario on purpose. and for all she knows, that could be precisely what's happened, still too uncertain about what any of this means, and exactly why they're here beyond the vague explanations that have been explained to them.

but she has seen the instructions on the board, a command that seems too forward for any stranger she's just incidentally become entangled with; before she can even open her mouth to bring up exactly that, she earns that nudging press, the touch of a nose roaming against her jaw that she quietly gasps in surprise before drawing her head back. ]

You — ! I'm not going to play along that easily. Aren't you even considering how disgusting it is that we're being forced to do whatever they want us to?

[ it would be a commonly mistaken impression to receive based on her energy, but she's all about not letting this world get her down these days. she's a single gal now, free to do what — or who — she chooses. and sure, she'd heard the whole spiel with big fancy words like contracts and quotas but like anything else in her life, she'll cross that bridge when she comes to it. or go under it. or blow the whole freaking thing up.

unfortunately for her new friend, she can't retreat that far from a teasing nudge of harley's nose, but the blonde doesn't seem all that offended by the withdrawal, shrugging both shoulders amiably enough to lift the entire shirt up a few inches. ]

I like to think of it more as a suggestion. Sure, we don't have ta do anything. We could just stand here and talk. Get to know each other a little better. What's your name, anyhow?

harley quinn | dc | dominant

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the long way around a la strawberry-vanilla

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