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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!! |
Inara Serra | Firefly | Submissive | OTA
Inara Serra would have normally blamed Malcolm Reynolds for her current situation, but she didn't think that even he would knowingly have put her in anything like this, even if he wasn't overly happy with her. She couldn't rightly think about how she'd found herself there... She'd just woken up and had been poked and prodded by one too many doctors for her taste.
While that had bothered her, the fact that she hadn't even been given right proper clothing had been the most disconcerting thing so far. OR so she thought. But, when she'd found the motel that was to be her current residence, she'd at least found a few pieces of her clothing, even if they hadn't been her favorite. At least she looked presentable in the blank ankle length cream skirt and the peach blouse.
It hadn't been until she'd been ushered onto the train for some sort of orientation that she had seen something that had been truly disagreeable. Someone was actually kneeling at someone else's feet. Kneeling as though they were beneath the other person.
Now, Inara was use to class differences, but she'd always treated everyone around her with respect - well almost everyone. She wasn't sure Jayne counted. Regardless, she would have never treated anyone the way that person was being treated.
Her cheeks flushed with indignation and she made herself look away but no matter how hard she tried to not let it happen, her gaze kept flickering over to them.
02 爱 ASK ME ABOUT X
Inara frowned slightly as she looked down at the long rose colored shirt she was wearing. The hem of the shirt skimmed her thighs and that truly didn't bother her. It was what was on it that she found irksome. Across the front of it was plastered "Ask me about my love life!"
She didn't have a problem with people asking her questions, but she didn't much care for how personal that one was. Besides, she was a Companion so that meant she didn't have a true love life. She gave an exasperated sigh and then looking around the room, she lifted her chin and shot anyone who dared to look her way an almost challenging look and shifted the clipboard she was holding into her other hand.
Right. She needed to actually ask others about their shirts.
Shaking her head, she moved slowly through the room, looking for someone to ask about their shirt.
03 爱 THE LONG WAY AROUND- CINNAMON-PEAR
Shopping was something that Inara had always enjoyed and even though she didn't have any money with her, she was at least able to enjoy window shopping so to speak. She was looking over a lovely coral colored necklace when she felt someone tapping her shoulder. She turned just to be pretty much sprayed in the face with something that smelled crisp,sweet, fruity, and spicy-hot.
She blinked and brought her hand up to ward off any further sprays but the person who had sprayed her just flashed a smile and flounced off. She hadn't even had time to say anything before they were gone. She was tempted to go after them and ask just what they'd sprayed her with, but she soon found that she didn't rightly care all that much.
She quickly moved out onto the street and shakes her head, trying desperately to clear her senses but she can feel something spreading through her... A need to explore, find something new and exciting.
04 爱 WILDCARD
Have something else in mind? Let's do it.
01 爱 BLINDLY WE'LL FOLLOW
The guard silenced and moved away from the woman who Seth hadn't even made contact with. He didn't know her but didn't like the division of people either and had seen how she had looked at everything happening on the train. Seth didn't expect anything from her and returned to where he'd been sitting, staring at the device given to him by the city. For once, it seemed he had the upper hand and wouldn't have to fight his way from the bottom. He was glad for that much.
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But once she realized what exactly had happened, she looked over at the man with slightly raised eyebrows. "Thank you...." she said finally and after a moment of hesitation, rose to her feet and moved a little closer to him so they weren't speaking across so many people and so in case the guard returned, wouldn't say anything.
"I..." she frowned slightly and looked down at her hands that were clutched together in her lap. "This is all very... ah, strange to me and I'm sure how to rightly act." She lifted her gaze again and this time even offered a small smile. "Again, thank you..."
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It wasn't as if the woman had been some damsel in distress. Seth wasn't sure she even realized the authority figure had been addressing her. "Don't worry about it," he'd said in response to her first thank you before returning to sit by the window where he stood up from. She moved to take the seat next to him and offered another apology.
"You don't have anythin' t'be sorry about. They're the ones who should be fuckin' sorry," he responded gruffly with the disdain toward the guard heavy in his reply. Dark eyes looked menacingly in the direction the SIN guard had walked toward. Seth looked back at the woman, holding more of a slight smirk in return for her smile.
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But this man, he was the first person who had shown any sort of kindness towards her since she'd first arrived... Maybe many wouldn't have seen what he'd done as kindness but to her, it was. He'd spoken up for her when no one else had and well, that meant a lot to her.
Inara's eyebrows knitted together and she drew in a deep breath. "Well, regardless, it was very kind of you to step in." She bit down on her bottom lip for a moment and then she let out a soft sigh. "I'm still not entirely sure what all of that was about. This is all... It's all so strange and I'm not rightly sure what's going on." She looked back to him and shrugged a bit. "I keep telling myself it's a dream though I'm beginning to think that I'm wrong about that."
She looked back to her hand but after a moment she looked back to him. "I'm Inara..."