duplicitymemes | TDM #34

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TDM #34

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« « « ALL ON DISPLAY

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 LIEs 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 LIEs 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 high-rise. 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.

Submissives are provided with a plain black pleather collar to wear and Dominants are given bracelets made of the same black pleather. The simple design is an immediate visual indicator that they have not yet signed a contract and they will be informed that more elaborate or personalized styles are a privilege reserved for those who do.

Enjoy your free time until Orientation! Participation is mandatory for all new and past arrivals.

Winter is here and snow flurries are common in the Up while the slush collects in the Down.

» » » ALL ABOARD

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.

« « « LOVE IS BLIND

(cw: sensory deprivation, coercion, dub-con/non-con)

One of the workshops at this month's Orientation pairs Dominants with Submissives for an exercise in blind chemistry. Literally — they'll all be blindfolded before meeting their partner and the blindfolds must stay on! They will be encouraged to explore with their other senses, such as touch and taste. Kissing is the bare minimum of what's expected, though no one will stop them should they want to take things further…

Each pair will get around 10-15 minutes together (unless they really hit things off) before switching to a new partner.

Some participants may also be tapped for a secondary exercise in which Submissives remain blindfolded, while Dominants are not. Dominants may do as they wish with them and may choose whether to keep their partner or swap blindfolded Subs back and forth with other Dominants.

» » » DASHING THROUGH THE SNOW

(cw: aphrodisiacs, public sex)

With fresh snowfall blanketing the city in white, a festive winter feeling still hangs in the crisp air. Throughout the Up there are horse-drawn sleigh rides being offered on discount to Dominants and their Submissives to enjoy. Newcomers are also given tickets at Orientation in their goodie bags to use for a ride, so long as they do it with someone else, whether it be a person of the opposite designation or even as a Submissive pair. Just no pairs of Dominants! Sit back, relax, and cuddle up close to your companion as you listen to the sleigh bells and the muffled clip clop of horse hooves through the snow.

The weather is finally cold enough for Duplicity's outdoor skating rink to open for the season and it does so with free skate rentals, so long as skaters attend as a Dom/Sub pair. It's common to see pairs skating together, holding hands, or Submissives dutifully on their knees to help lace the skates of their Dominants. Those who don't have a partner to skate with are not so subtly encouraged to find one by the staff. There is a small coffee stand inside adjacent to the skate rental counter that sells snacks and warm drinks, most of them laced with mild aphrodisiacs. Pay no mind to those who decide to warm themselves up in other ways in the stalls of the locker rooms — there's plenty of room for everyone.

The New Year seems to leave people in high spirits and it isn't uncommon to see citizens of all ages playing in the snow together, whether it be making snowmen (some rather well-endowed), snow angels, or whipping snowballs at one another. The fun seems to be infectious and, even if you're not the type to indulge in such frivolity, you may find yourself compelled to. The more one plays in the snow, the stronger the urge to warm up with someone else may become.

« « « MERRY AND BRIGHT

(cw: aphrodisiacs, dub-con, sadomasochism, altered mental states, sexual compulsions, excessive fluids, spontaneous orgasms, bondage, cockwarming)

Snowflakes are falling on the tents and stalls of the annual winter market that lines the streets around Fiddler's Square. Strings of light criss-cross the square, providing a cheerful glow against gray winter skies and the cold nights, and there are tables set up in the street itself for people to sit and chat while having a snack — if they can stand the cold. Booths selling everything from soaps, scented lotions, candles, jewelry and other crafts to colorful bondage gear and winter themed sex toys are arranged in neat, easy to navigate rows.

The most popular food and beverage stalls are giving away free half-size samples — in limited quantities, get them while you can!

Candy Cane - Licking these sweet candy rods will quickly make characters want to lick all kinds of other things — depending on the amount consumed, this may be silly or sexual.

Hot Chocolate - Comes in three flavors: milk chocolate increases masochism, dark chocolate increases sadism, and cinnamon spice increases either dominance or submission in accordance with one's designation.

Eggnog - May cause heavy production of sexual fluids, a desire to be filled or covered with someone else's cream, or all of the above.

Mulled Wine - Leaves one feeling warm and aroused and compelled to engage in dirty talk.

Toffee - Sticks to your teeth, doesn't it? Characters will become incredibly clingy, both physically and emotionally.

White Chocolate Cranberry Tart - This is an odd one. Those who consume it will find themselves suddenly orgasming from unexpected stimuli. Maybe it happens when they laugh, when they get into an argument, or even when the breeze hits them just right. The only consistent factor is that it wouldn't normally be considered something sexual.

These effects tend to last an hour or two and may, in some cases, linger for up to a full day.

Meanwhile, if you're looking for something a little more lasting in terms of warmth, why not try one of the booths hawking some winter accessories? Ranging from thick, plush scarves to soft mittens, there's nothing out of the ordinary about these offerings, at least at first. Those who do make a purchase might find their new knitwear comes with some unexpected urges, ones that only become more pressing the longer these items are worn and will persist even after their removal.

Scarves, for instance, will make the individual suddenly compelled to participate in some bondage (either giving or receiving), while anyone wearing mittens will experience a sudden and insatiable desire to engage in some type of fingering — even if it's not exactly specified where. Meanwhile, if you happen to be donning a winter hat, you could very well find yourself facing the urge to pursue some… warming, either with one particular body part or a more general exchange of sharing heat with someone else. It's cold out there!

The best thing anyone can do right now is bundle up and snuggle up. Effects from the winter wear will last until the specific desire is sated, and after that, there'll be nothing out of the ordinary about these knitted purchases at all.

» » » 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 the assignments are OOCly 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:

If your character is more inclined to fight, they are a Dominant. If your character is more inclined toward flight, they are a Submissive.

To Note: Characters can only swap their designation for one of the following reasons: an event occurs that allows it or there are OOC reasons that make it a necessity. Any swap always requires mod approval and each character can only ever switch once. Characters that are being reapped will keep their previous designation but players can choose to tag on new TDMs with different designations for fun!

Test Drive threads can be used as activity proofs for characters currently in-game.

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

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"Will you carry me there?" It's strange even for him how much he wants to be carried. Sure he is the smaller of the two but even with Haurchefant being taller than him, when they had been together he had often picked up the elezen and carried him to bed. He could probably do the same to Hermes and yet for once he wishes to be carried. He hardly moves from where he's latched onto Hermes, his head so close to the mans crotch.

"Please?"

"I often find it is easier to share emotions with a noble stead then it is another person. Though perhaps that is to my own failings that I find it easier."

Once the mare is finished with the sugarcube he moves onto the next one waiting to be used for transportation.

"It is indeed. While I understand the romanticism behind it, I much rather ride one bareback and feel the wind as such a beauty gets to enjoy the freedom of running without purpose." His attention turns to this stranger and he holds out his hand, unfortunately without a sugar cube in it.

"May I ask your name? I simply answer to Meteor."

There is a list of others? Perhaps there are some more I might yet know here than.

You can make messages private to people that are here.

"Ah, Meteor." Hythlodaeus smiles knowingly.

"I see you've partaken of the local food."

He doesn't know why Meteor would be so clingy otherwise... he doesn't know Hythlodaeus the way he knows Azem.

"Come, let's get you situated elsewhere. Would you like to come to my house?"

Emet-Selch isn't home, or else he wouldn't have offered... not when Emet-Selch is so upset about Meteor's presence here. He won't force him onto his love. Hopefully, Emet-Selch will come around in time.

Oh? That is a thing?

The moment Meteor locks eyes with Hythlodaeus he grabs onto him tighter and feels a little better.

"Please. I wish to be close to you."

He's begging again like a dog for treats only this time he needs to be touching the other.

"Yes your home is fine."

I shall keep that in mind then.

[Only now noticing he's been a bit rude, he does turn back to the woman and extends his hand, minus the sugar cubes.]

I haven't ridden many dogs but the birds do come in any color regardless of sex. I am Meteor by the way, what is your name?

( he's less focused on her and more focused on the fact he's still so hot. none of it makes sense, but if he'd been drugged or worse...

cloud says nothing about the arm curling around his waist. if anything, the contact seems to help, and he walks with her slowly, nodding his agreement at her comment of blending in. it sounds as if she knows this city better than he does; he's only a couple days into however long his stay in duplicity will be. he hadn't had time to explore too many places, which is why he doesn't immediately recognize the place they head into.

a bar of some kind, he thinks. but then, most bars don't usually have private rooms like the one they're in.

he sits and pulls off the hat he's wearing, blond hair mussed and utterly wild-looking. )

I wouldn't have thought that since you brought me here. ( her feeling forced into something, that is. yet, out of everything, it's her offer that surprises him. ) I —

( how does he answer that question? unconsciously, his fingers tighten around hers. )

I don't know. Is that supposed to help?

( cloud had assumed that much. dolph had been exceedingly blunt with him, and he appreciated that. and it doesn't feel as if there's much more to say, though his next words are soft. )

If you're worried, just talk to him. ( advice for the both of them, really. )

( so far, he'd been the one to initiate any real contact, but maybe mccoy was actually worried something else was wrong with him. )

No, I'm not sick. It's just... too warm. ( which is why he tries to push closer to him; his fingers feel good against his skin. )

( cloud's thoughts are elsewhere. on zack, on the feel of his body beneath him, and the heat that had slowly cooled under his skin is back with a vengeance as they kiss, hands resting against zack's chest as he shifts and almost rocks forward for a little friction. he's hard. he's been hard, but it had been second to everything else occupying his mind.

now, all he has to do is convey that to zack. )

Will you touch me?

( it's a quiet question, lacking his usual neutral tone. he would have given it as a command, but he doesn't want any of this to ruin their little reunion. still, cloud doesn't exactly wait for an answer. he guides one of zack's hands beneath his shirt, leaning into it in a way he hopes is encouraging. )

{Unsure why, Alphinaud needed this. The hands under the elezen's shirt makes him gasp. With his skin still being cool, the change in temperature made him shiver. Alphinaud's kissing is messy, desperate and only pulls back to fumble on his own shirt.}

Please, let me ... {Placing a hand on Cloud's chest, as a way to hold him back. He does need some space to take his shirt off. Still, he finds it sorta cute how Cloud is acting.}

Let me get it off.

{Goose flesh immediately appears all over his body. If asked it would be from the cold, nothing more. Never has he been so adventurous, shame and embarrassment that he would usually feel is has he been so adventurous. He places his cool hands on top of clouds, guiding them all over his body.}

Warm...{sighing out}

{He leaves Clouds hands on his naked torso, pulling his own away to put them on Cloud's chest. Letting out a small boyish chuckle. }

With how feverish you are, taking the hat off probably won't be enough. Don't you think?

[Somehow Zack finds it more hot that Cloud's above him like this, that he can see every curve of his arms and feel his weight on top of him. He's enjoying everything when Cloud starts to rub against him and despite just thinking of them as friends he can't deny he's aroused a bit too. He's just pretty sure Cloud might freak out if he saw how big he was done there. They'd never showered together so he's never seen it and Zack has seen a decent amount of other dicks to know he's bigger than most.]

Yeah babe, lemme touch you until you're begging for more.

[He knows the drugs must be working again from that drink cause he'd normally not call Cloud babe but he doesn't care right now. He's quickly getting aroused which is evident in how the mako in his eyes seems to be getting a little brighter. He lets Cloud drag his hands under his shirt and then on his own lift's said shift up and over Cloud's head so he's topless and Zack can admire Cloud's body.]

Fuck....you're so hot Cloud.

[It might be the first time Cloud hears Zack actually curse.]

"Carry you?"

Ah, well...it isn't as if it's not possible. Hermes may be a bit on the lithe side but he's still strong enough, at least with the assistance of magicks to lift someone as muscular as Meteor.

"If you wish."

Noble steed, huh? Well, he certainly fits into that category. With a hum beneath his breath he considers the hand offered to him before taking it with his own leather-clad one, giving it a shake.

It'd be better if there was a sugar cube in it though.

"Sleipnir of house Harbard."

Sleipnir, just like the horse of the Primal Eikon Odin. Funny that.

"Sleipnir? Named after the legendary horse? I see you are indeed someone who understands the love of horses then." He would recognize that name. He'd seen that very horse before. He can remember the epic battle deep in the woods that ensued.

"I'm afraid I am not from any special house, just Meteor." He does give the man a good strong handshake and a small smile, his smile showing a hint of his decently sharp canines.

"How long have you been here, if I may ask?"

Hythlodaeus nods and holds onto Meteor in order to teleport him to his home. He tends to take people to more remote locations when he can, if they're affected by the city's nonsense.

"Come on inside, then."

He leads Meteor inside, but one thing he has noticed is that the man is- well, a bit ripe, for lack of a better word. He doesn't want to be unkind, but if he's going to have him clinging to him like this...

"Perhaps a shower is in order? You're a little grubby from the road, my friend."

He reaches over to wipe some dirt off his friend's cheek.

He gives thanks when given his cup of hot chocolate. Immediately, a wave of sadness washes over Alphinaud as he looks down at it. He knew that he would feel this way. Still, his urge to remember a dear friend was stronger. It's healthy to mourn, but doing it this way might be torture.

Those around him are cheerful, the air filled with excitement. It's also lonely. Alphinaud clearly the odd one out, he decides to leave so he could try to enjoy his hot chocolate.

The further he got from everyone it made him both better and worse. Not being seen in his current state calmed him down, while the further he got his grief got deeper.

Finally away and comfortably uncomfortably alone, he sips on his drink. The taste making him realize Haruchefant really was the best at making it. He sighs, looking around he notices a large figure in the distance. He thinks they are here for a similar reason.

It's not until his eyes focus in on who it is that his heart begins to race.

"Meteor?!" He says to himself.

Stepping a bit closer, he confirms it really is his famed Warrior of Light.

His feet go first before anything else. Then he notices how sad Meteor looks, eyeing down a cup of hot chocolate. Seeing the Warrior of Light in this state is rare. He harshly stops in place, his hot chocolate spilling over onto his hand, making him drop it.

"Damn!" Alphinaud hisses, the pain immediately redirects his attention away from Meteor.

Worried's a strong word.

[ zack will be fine. he's the optimist. he can handle a lot. he seems to be fine with dolph's whole . . . deal. ]

Things are fine. We're fine.

( if he was the kind of person to pursue such things, he would have pressed. but he isn't. instead, he has to keep himself from shrugging. )

Then it's fine. ( though he figures he's given dolph something to think about. )

( oh... is he hinting at having him strip as well?

it's a reckless and stupid thing to do; anyone could hear them and eventually see what they're doing. but cloud's sort of moved past reason, his fingers gliding over alphinaud's cool skin before he manages the slightest nod. putting space between them is already difficult enough, but somehow, he manages to slip out of the thin jacket he has on and then pulls the oversized sweater over his head, dropping it haphazardly to the side. there's the definition of muscle beneath pale, flushed skin and random scars that tell an interesting story.

but cloud isn't interested in talking about himself right now. )

It's not helping. ( he steps back in and corners alphinaud against the wall. ) I need... I don't know. More.

( the way he touches him now is a little rougher, pushing in close to work alphinaud's pants open. usually, he'd hesitate or ask, but he's almost shaking with the desire to feel more, leaning in to kiss him even deeper than the last time. )

. . . Yeah. I'm sure it is.

[ things are going well. that's not always the sign of something apocalyptic. probably. ]

Meteor stays lost in his thoughts, of happier moments with Haurchefant. He can remember everything as if it just happened, the feel of his soft hair between his fingers, the taste of his lips and the warmth of his embrace.

He's deep in those thoughts, the warmth of the hot chocolate not fully keeping him warm or happy. A familiar voice breaks his thoughts and he looks up, watery blue eyes widening as he spots a familiar face.

Alphinaud, his dear dear friend. The drink in his own hands drops as he sees the man stumble and burn himself. He's quick to close the distance between them, running to his side and taking those burnt hands in his own.

Thinking on his feet he grabs a bit of nearby snow, not the cleanest bit but it was cold and so he placed it in Alphinaud's palms to cool him.

"How are your hands?" His voice is low, gentle as he rubs the snow into those palms more in a soothing motions, his own thumbs rubbing cold circles against Alphinaud's smaller ones.

"Tis really you...for a moment I thought my eyes were deceiving me." His attention drags away from those hands to Alphinaud's face, his own still a bit watery with a mix of joy and sadness in his blue eyes. "I'm pleased to see you...I was worried I'd be alone here."

"I do, please Hermie." Meteor truly is not caring what he's doing or who sees. He's rubbing his head against Hermes' body, face so close to his groin.

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sorry I got pretty bed bound sick for a lil over a week T T

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>>>Merry and Bright

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it's totally okay;; i hope you're feeling better now

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