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TDM #10
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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 weather is a brisk negative seven during the warmest parts of the day. |
 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. |
 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. |
 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. |
 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. |
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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A suggestion. Just like the first t-shirt was a suggestion.
[ after all, it was resistance of that instruction that brought them in this scenario in the first place.
but she sighs, shoulders sinking as her frustrated brow line begins to soften just slightly, at least appreciative of the fact that the girl isn't pushing too hard. ] ... Wanda. Yours?
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[ what, was she not supposed to comment on them? the brief peek she'd been afforded thanks to the upward creeping of that shirt had exposed not only — well, a distinct aversion to stripping off any layers, but a clearly flawless taste in lingerie on the part of her unwilling companion. and harley's just gonna call it like she sees it, the same way she does almost everything.
sometimes, people find her honesty refreshing, even. ]
Call me Harley. [ she beams brightly, leaning in to gently nudge the other woman's shoulder with her own. ] Seeee? That wasn't so hard, now, was it?
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[ it's quite sudden, almost faster than she could even hide them again with the tuck of the shirt, and she's not sure whether to feel flattered or even a little awkward now. but then, there's a swirl of emotions, mostly hanging in the realm of frustration, making all of this simply feel like too much.
and really, it's not exactly the fact of the girl beside her, even if she's plenty forward. ]
No, I suppose not. [ and with that nudge, maybe she takes in a slight breath that coaxes a partial smile, barely there if you aren't looking for it, before she briefly rolls her eyes.] I'm just ... trying to get this all figured out. I've — I've been strapped down before, and this may not be the same thing, but ... I don't feel comfortable when I'm restrained. [ even if she does at least have one hand still free. ]
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[ really, wanda, don't, because harley doesn't want to leave anyone with the mistaken impression that she's a nice person specifically. she just calls it like she sees it, and she's never going to hesitate to point out her appreciation of something. as a girl who often enjoys wearing pretty things, she can respect wanda's panty game. ]
Oh. Look, you probably may not be able to tell this about me, but this ain't exactly my first time in a cage. Well, metaphorically speaking. Sometimes it was literal, though. [ she blows a dismissive puff of air, really wishing she had a piece of gum to chew right about now. ] What I'm saying is, you're only as trapped as you feel. They might have us locked down now, but we don't have to give 'em the satisfaction of thinking they've gotten to us.
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but then, she's been there plenty herself, hasn't she? ]
Right, okay, then — [ she squints in her gaze, peering to the other woman as if giving her enough of a stare might help in determining where her mind is going. ] So I just pretend not to feel trapped? Because as far as I can tell, we actually are, and I have a feeling that going along with their instructions is exactly the kind of thing that's going to give them that satisfaction.
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[ maybe this conversation has turned more metaphorical in nature and isn't just about the live assignment they've been given, but good luck trying to follow this one's train of thought when most of the time it's plain off the rails. and after another beat, she sighs, with a corresponding drop of her shoulders. ]
Then again, regardless of what you mighta heard, I'm not a bad person to be stuck with. And no one said we can't get some satisfaction too while we're at it.
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Well, I haven't heard much of anything since we have just met, Harley. [ to which, maybe a part of her does wonder a bit about what the woman's reputation is based on what she's already seeing before her. ]
But I'm the last person to judge anyone on the world says about them. After all — [ she gives a light shrug of her shoulder, her eyes briefly reflecting a soft light of red. ] Some people would say that you're the unlucky one in this scenario. More dangerous than satisfying, possibly.
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Well, you know. People talk. [ it's no matter to her what wanda has or hasn't heard yet, but chances are she'll find out more for herself depending on how long she chooses to stick around. ]
Oh, you just did a little — [ she can't gesture with her hand in the air, so she swivels it down low, index finger gesturing with a turn of her wrist as she leans in. ] Like a little lightning bug on the inside. Do it again. [ does she get off on danger? ohhhh, you betcha. ]
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but she's intrigued here, and she wonders if it might simply be that harley doesn't have any sense to imagine the worst of it, but she's almost fascinated by the excitement the other girl holds, almost like a dare that she's not too quick to say no to. ]
When people talk of me, they say I'm a witch. They say I'm twisted and haunting, and that I can make even the most hardened soul relive their darkest fears. [ she turns her head, eyes flaring with a deeper red, holding it there as she gazes to harley and leaning forward. ] Are you not afraid of what I could do to you?
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Oh, you definitely remind me of somebody. Don't think she was a witch, but she could do some pretty rad magic. Little unhinged, though. [ she voices a soft cuckoo sound with lips pursed, shrugging amiably. ]
Witchy, witchy Wanda. You think you can do anything worse to me that hasn't already been done? [ and therein might lie a little taste of the madness within, the broken mind that exists beneath the surface. ] But nobody's stoppin' ya from taking a little peek. Not sure you'll like whatcha find, though.
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her own breath falls shallow at that strange temptation, curiosity blossoming strong at what delves in harley's mind to make her so peculiar, and she stares without certainty of how long before she presses her lips together and swallows. ]
Well, it doesn't matter what I like. Because I don't actually do that anymore. So you're out of luck.
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and the truth is she hasn't been genuinely, truly surprised by anybody in a while either, so that kind of power emanating from such a slight figure prompts an unsubtly curious look from harley's face, eyes that widen and probably reflect a little of that red glow right back before it fades altogether and she's left to lean in, almost as if she's attempting to chase it like summer fireflies. ]
Aww, just when we were startin' to have some fun.
[ she pushes out her lips in an exaggerated pout, shoulders shifting back and forth beneath the shirt they're wrapped up in. ] Sure you don't wanna play?