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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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    theo price | original | submissive

    [personal profile] chokedout 2024-01-10 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
    » » » A: 5 mins late...
    [It feels like a mistake, when he's woken up to a familiar processing and put through a few hoops he's pretty sure he's jumped high enough through before. He even tries to say as much but they aren't really vibing and so Theo's pushed through the processing with everyone else, given a collar to wear ("tacky, but okay") and left standing in the cold during orientation, paper gown be damned - he strips it off the second he can.

    Only by the tail end of the train ride, he's suddenly in a t-shirt and grey sweats that seemed to have materialized out of nowhere. All glamored up, he does look a little grey under the eyes from the unexpected effort of it but the clothes he's got on look (and feel) surprisingly real. Just, sadly, it's nothing he can share with others.]


    I'm not getting off - I have to go find someone in the Up.

    [He remarks defensively, refusing to get off the train at the "last" stop for the Submissives.]
    » » » B: love is blind
    [He's got like ten thousand things he'd rather be worrying about than attending Orientation but as Theo tries to put together the shattered pieces of his life and reconcile the time lost since he was last in Duplicity - well, he gets to play some fun party games. And normally this would really be his jam but it's hard to be happy and slutty when people are missing and you feel like shit.

    Nonetheless, he's blindfolded and standing there in a loose fitting shirt and jeans, arms crossed over his chest and hair dishevelled. His mood will turn around (it always does) when he hears another voice, and whether it's the first round or the second - where a Dominant is without a blindfold of their own - is open to fate.]


    So. Age, sex, location?
    » » » C: back online
    I want my beautiful house back but I'll settle for my ugly cats
    ISO: my ugly cats

    give me them back
    (will reward w sexual favors)
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    c

    [personal profile] meca 2024-01-10 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
    you mean my cats
    chokedout: (168)

    [personal profile] chokedout 2024-01-10 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
    I don't remember you feeding them every day
    meca: (052)

    [personal profile] meca 2024-01-10 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
    bc you're the house bitch
    that's your job
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    [personal profile] chokedout 2024-01-10 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
    he who feeds the cat, owns the cat
    those are the rules

    mine
    meca: (002)

    [personal profile] meca 2024-01-10 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
    i'm breaking up with you and taking the cats in the divorce
    chokedout: (213)

    [personal profile] chokedout 2024-01-10 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)
    in order to do that you must help me FIND THE CATS FIRST
    meca: (055)

    [personal profile] meca 2024-01-10 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
    i'm not an idiot
    i put charms on their collars
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    [personal profile] chokedout 2024-01-10 09:56 pm (UTC)(link)
    so where are they
    give me the gps coordinates chief
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    [personal profile] meca 2024-01-10 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
    fuck you
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    [personal profile] chokedout 2024-01-10 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
    why do you hate our children
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    Gannicus | Spartacus | Dominant

    [personal profile] panulus 2024-01-10 10:02 pm (UTC)(link)
    all aboard;

    [ Normally, such a thing could be attributed to wine, although Gannicus is not one for hallucinations. No, he is far more likely to fight his way into some brawl than he is to imagine a world as detailed and foreign as this one. Rome would not dream of such things.

    That is, until he steps on the train, which by all accounts is strange on its own, and sees the rows of those sitting with those kneeling at their feet. Rome would dream of this. It wouldn't take imagination.

    He does not sit. He tugs the garment they gave him (which is a poor excuse for a garment, it is made of something flimsy that is barely linen) Instead he ponders if he should get off, but then it's moving - he's moving - and it flings him across the small room to the ground. ]


    What-

    [ He manages that much, before he's lurched again, and he knocks right into someone's legs. ]

    What is this?

    dashing through the snow;

    [ Finally, he is dressed as he would prefer - his own clothes, for all that he's not wearing a shirt. Instead he has a wrap of some woolen fabric around his torso, as he walks through the festivities. It is strange that no one here seems to count him as a stranger, although he wonders if his rudis has purchased his freedom here, as well.

    He gets pelted in the back of the head by a snowball and he turns to face his attacker. He has a smile on his lips, one that makes him look far more attractive than he has any right to be. ]


    That is choice of weapon?

    [ There's that sharpness in his smile, but he's at least trying to be affable. He's confused, sure, but there is no war here, if everyone is delighting in the snow. He picks up a handful, weighs it. ]

    I would caution you-

    [ He may get pelted again. ]

    merry and bright;

    [ Gannicus does not favor sweet things, but the mulled wine is tempting just because it is wine, and he has found a corner to sit and partake as he watches the folk go by. This is a place with little in the way of familiar, but the wine is good, at least.

    He barely looks up at whoever stops nearby. ]


    The sweetness of wine is barely surpassed by sweetness of cunt.

    [ He stares for a moment, and wonders: is he that drunk? ]

    wildcard;

    [ find him on the street or in the down, most likely! he is allergic to shirts ]
    Edited 2024-01-10 22:03 (UTC)
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    cloud strife | ffvii | submissive*

    [personal profile] meteorained 2024-01-10 10:05 pm (UTC)(link)
    love is blind.
    ( his arrival had been jarring. to say the least. 

    the number of people staring at him, dressed in lab coats... it had been a shock to his system, a stem of memories flooding in and overloading his senses. cloud doesn't even remember wandering around in the snow until his bare feet are numb, and that had been over an hour ago. now, with little choice, he's standing in a room waiting for someone as he wears a blindfold. 

    his clothes aren't his usual style either, the shirt far too big on him despite being tucked into his pants and currently lacking any weapons of any sort. he makes a point to avoid any close contact, hearing attuned to the world around him, and when footsteps approach, cloud ignores any previous insisting about keeping it on to pull it free. the light is bit bright, squinting at whoever is standing in front of him, and there's a sharp dip to his mouth as he frowns. )
     

    What do you want? ( he's still not sure why he's even there in the first place. )


    merry & bright.
    ( the market is appealing to him for different reasons. mostly, it allows him the chance to not look at anyone who's naked or offering to sell him something that would do unspeakable things to him. that's his assumption as he wanders around, eyeing stalls and curious about some of what he sees. it's not enough for him to stop though. 

    realistically, he probably looks more out of place than not. 

    ( a. ) but he manages to accept a drink once the cold begins to seep in, uncertain if he likes the tart taste beneath the chocolate. he swallows most of it anyhow, expression troubled as he goes to toss the cup away. when he turns, cloud bumps into someone and immediately feels his knees give out as warmth spreads over him and centers between his thighs. what — 

    ( b. ) OR maybe the hat he's wearing eventually feels much too hot, a bit of sweat gathering and matting some of his blond hair against the back of his neck. it's an intense heat, swallowing as he stares at a few people walking by and then narrows his interest to one in particular. cloud grits his teeth, trying to ignore it and only manages to get out, )
    You should probably run. 

    ( before he can't stop himself. )


    wildcard.
    ( open to pretty much anything listed above! if you have something you want to do, pm me and i'll write something up. even send him a misfired text because he needs to make friends somehow. canon point is near the end of advent children; so og but with remake icons!! will match style, so ota. 

    * flight and fight are tricky business sometimes, so leaning more towards submissive for the tdm but open to threads with him as a dominant as well!! )
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    Ravi Chakrabarti | iZombie | Submissive

    [personal profile] exmagician 2024-01-10 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
    » »» » LOVE IS BLIND
    [While Ravi remembers his prior stay in the city, it comes with a haziness that allows him no recall of specifics. He remembers the city, for what it was, and its rules and regulations, but partners and people he'd grown close to aren't something he can pull from. He doesn't remember any of it, just the nature of the place he was in now and the requirements for a reasonable modicum of comfort in surviving them.

    Comfort, however, was not an option for this particular workshop he'd found himself volunteering for. As an undeclared submissive, he'd all too easily been roped into the performance being caught by his lonesome without the guidance of a dominant. The blindfold is tied taut in place, and Ravi, despite the grimace of mild discomfort on his face shows no signs of any nervousness in his posture otherwise. He has keen enough senses to know he's not alone, other submissives in a similar state beside him and dominants across. The more the merrier, since a lot of these games they played here couldn't often be played solo.]


    So....

    [Ravi rocks back on his heels, hands still at his sides. He's bad at staying still under normal circumstances, being without sight, and at the mercy of whoever chose to participate were all things that made the experience highly suspect.]

    Come here often?


    » »» » DASHING THROUGH THE SNOW
    [Having moved to Seattle from Across the Pond Ravi had always been grateful that the snow he'd come to love from home wasn't gone from his life when he'd chosen to make the journey. Sure, the snow from home fell in sheets and the snow in Seattle lasted half as long but it was there, that taste of winter, and he could always count on it and some spiced masala or a warm drink to cheer him up.

    With the stalls selling hot drinks and scarves, Ravi is eager to participate in all things winter. He's got one of those scarves around his neck, tucked into his coat, and the drink in his hands as he leans over the railing to watch the couples skating the rink.

    He gestures, with one hand at some of the snow sculptures, a crooked grin on his face despite the pink to his cheeks from the elements.]


    That one's going to give me an inferiority complex.

    [Sure enough the snowman's girth rolls out like a red carpet to another snowman in front of it, with his arse brandished like a plump and juicy peach. It's not the most bizarre thing he's seen since his arrival, but it's certainly an ice breaker. Pun very much intended.]


    » »» » NETWORK
    TEXT / USERNAME: RCMD
    USER PIC: here



    Hard to admit but I think the snowmen, snow folk(?), are having a better time than we are here.


    » »» » WILDCARD
    [Feel free to use anything from the TDM I didn't use, like the train, orientation, merry & bright, or post-arrival. Hot-takes on my above listed prompts are also okay, I'm easy peasy lemon squeezy lmfao. Can be found at [plurk.com profile] doggos for any questions/concerns.]
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    Gamora - MCU - Dominant

    [personal profile] mostdeadly 2024-01-10 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
    Love is blind

    [Gamora stands still, letting herself be blindfolded. She's silent. Actually, she hasn't said much the entire time she's been in Duplicity. For now, she prefers to observe, assess, try to plan.
    She's already noted the room, the perimeter, the layout. There's a side table, empty. A bunch of flowers in a vase on the windowsill. She's not worried; if someone was to attack, she could take them, blindfolded or not.

    But, just because she dislikes surprises and she really dislikes being told what to do, as soon as she's left alone with the unfortunate submissive who's been pushed in with her, she pulls her blindfold off.]


    Hey. Hey, you can take that stupid thing off if you want to.

    Dashing through the snow

    [Gamora's never seen a horse before. She's never seen a carriage either. When she realises it's yet another primitive transport method which is taking it's riders exactly nowhere, her enthusiasm to join in becomes even less than before. But she's there, a spare submissive is there and somehow the pair of them are hassled into a carriage together and somehow, a blanket is spread across both of their knees.
    Gamora sits bolt upright, clearly not impressed at all as the carriage makes its jolty start.]


    I didn't ask for this to happen.

    Ice skating

    [By this point, Gamora has learned her lessons. She's been pushed into the blindfold room, somehow forced into a carriage but skating? Looking like an idiot who can't use her own legs to stay upright? Not a chance. She stands watching, her expression quite blank and unreadable. All of this is so mundane, so strange.
    After a minute, she realises she's glaring at the dominant who has a submissive at their feet and she glances down. Is that what is expected of her here? She doesn't want it. She doesn't want that power over someone that they're compelled to kneel at her feet.
    Lost in thought, she glances away. She only looks up from the wooden stand around the rink when she realises someone's staring at her in turn.]


    What do you want?

    Merry and Bright

    [Gamora sips her hot chocolate. She prefers savoury really, but then she'd prefer to be almost anywhere apart from here. Almost anywhere. Which is why she's slowly sipping her hot chocolate without so much as a grimace at the sweet, milky taste.

    When someone catches her eye, she smiles briefly. It must be the chocolate talking, because she says,]


    Do you want my attention?
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    [personal profile] meca 2024-01-10 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
    i was going to go get them myself
    except that's like so much walking, actually, so
    give me a sec
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    [personal profile] chokedout 2024-01-10 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
    im waiting
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    un: m

    [personal profile] fightcoded 2024-01-10 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ His daddy boy is back! ]

    what abt this pussy?
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    [personal profile] chokedout 2024-01-10 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
    while not the pussies i was looking for, one can never discriminate when offering a good petting
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    [personal profile] fightcoded 2024-01-10 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
    thats big of u 🖤
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    Nanami Kento | Jujutsu Kaisen | Dominant

    [personal profile] getratioed 2024-01-10 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
    » » » ALL ON DISPLAY
    The desire to fight his way out of the situation he's found him in fills Nanami as he's processed. No explanation they could possibly offer would sit right with him. He's done the math, he's not in the position right now to fight back—a paper gown, no weapons and a room full of people in lab coats doesn't bode well. He knows next to nothing about this city, he doesn't know where would be safe to hide if he ran, let alone if there's even truly a means of escape.

    No, for now he needs to learn more, make some connections, and come up with a plan before he tries anything drastic. He's just come out of a big fight that he wishes they could have been more prepared for. Nanami has no desire to wind up in a fight he can't win when he doesn't know what will happen when he loses. Something tells him it won't be as kind as death.

    Eventually he's sent on his way in a limo to an apartment nicer than the one he has back home. On the drive over he puts on the bracelet and checks out the device he was given—it's only a brief look, the ride isn't too long. When he gets to the high-rise, he heads up to his new apartment and spends a few minutes checking it out. He's beaten his clothing back to the apartment, so he decides to pay his next door neighbor a visit, knocking firmly on their door. Perhaps they have something he can borrow to wear to Orientation?


    » » » LOVE IS BLIND
    Having found something suitable to wear, Nanami heads out to orientation. He doesn't want to go, doesn't want to deal with whatever they're going to try and mold him into, but maybe he'll learn something useful there. Either way, it's like his desire to fight, he knows resisting without a plan isn't going to end well.

    The moment he gets blindfolded for a workshop, he regrets his adherence to the rules. That regret only grows as they tell him to get to know the (also blindfolded) submissive in front of him through touch. He's no prude, but Nanami has no experience engaging in sexual acts with strangers sight unseen.

    They're expected to kiss at the very least, so that's the first thing he goes for. If they meet the requirement in the first minute then they don't have to worry about time running out, right? He steps forward, closing the space between him and his workshop partner, and kisses them softly on the lips, or at least that's what he was aiming for. Perhaps he should have explored with his hands first.


    » » » MERRY AND BRIGHT
    The next day, finally clad in his own clothes, Nanami decides to explore the city. He's on the lookout for anything that will help him with his eventual escape, but the longer he walks, the colder it seems to get. Eventually he finds himself at the winter market, there's so many things to look at and oh, that booth has some scarves. He heads over and purchases one, wrapping it around his neck before continuing to check out the market.


    » » » WILDCARD & OOC
    For anyone: I'm open to all the other options at the winter market or him being hit by a stray snowball. Canon mates can feel free to approach/contact him however they'd like separate from the above prompts. I'm willing to do prose or brackets and will adjust to match. Permissions and kink list can be found here.
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    Buggy the Clown | OPLA | Dominant

    [personal profile] theflashyfool 2024-01-10 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
    » love is blind

    [Buggy isn't really sure he enjoys this whole blindfolded experience, least of all what's expected of him. Kissing blind is a bit of an issue when you've got one prominent obstacle to get around and no idea which way to really move your hand without feeling around.

    But he's trying to ignore that in favor of just... figuring out who he's paired with in general. He shifts his weight a bit, reaching out with a hand curiously.]


    Man, they jump right into the kinks around here, don't they? Yeesh, maybe I like to see who they're trying to shove me into kissing first, you know?

    » dashing through the snow

    [Buggy is, generally, more accustomed to warmer climates. Snow is a novelty for him, even if he has seen it before once or twice. He's bundled up and in good spirits for once. He might just be rolling up a snowman, actually.

    Well, a snow jolly roger to be precise, because why not get a little creative with this shit? And Buggy is all about leaving his mark anywhere he can. He may or may not be welcoming critiques.

    Later on, he might be checking out the ice skating curiously, but he's not-- entirely sure about going out there on the ice. Looks like a good way to bust your ass, actually. Maybe he won't say no to a little helpful encouragement.]


    » merry and bright

    [The winter market? Buggy is having a blast running around like a kid and snooping through everything he can. A sense of adventure is close to his heart, even if he doesn't enjoy being kidnapped by weird sex freaks. Plus, free samples? He's taking them! Especially the candy canes, milk choocolate, mulled wine, or the white chocolate cranberry tart.]

    You should try this! It tastes really good!

    [For once? Buggy's not in a standoffish mood, and if there's one thing he likes? It's food and drink of any kind... and honestly, that's best shared with others.]
    Edited 2024-01-10 23:24 (UTC)
    1stclasspuppy: (Zack (1765))

    Re: Merry and bright B (hello! Zack is a dom btw)

    [personal profile] 1stclasspuppy 2024-01-10 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Zack was too busy really to notice a familiar bit of blonde hair pass him or the similar outfit to one he used to wear all over Duplicity until he got new clothes. Currently he was in a jacket and scarf, donning his new crystal earrings from his submissive he got for the holidays as well as some jeans. They sparkled almost as brightly as his eyes did with the mako still running through them. He had thought that the past three months here without injections would stop the flow of mako in his veins but he just guessed things worked differently here. He wasn't going to really think too hard on it. ]

    [ A mulled cider was in his hand, he'd just picked it up from a nearby stall and turned around to head back to where he was. It was then that he picked up an all too familiar voice in the crowd of voices around him. He turned left to where he thought it was coming from and saw a familiar set of very recognizable blonde bangs but not the rest of the spikey hair that looks so much like a chocobo at times. Zack nearly dropped his cup as he made his way through the crowds to get a closer look, his eyes never leaving that blonde bit of hair.]

    Spike?? Y-you...you're here?

    [He didn't know who Cloud was talking to but he HAD to interrupt. This was his spike, one of his bestest friends and after what Rude told him he had a lot they needed to catch up on! HE just hoped Cloud didn't bring up his own past in the process. This was too cheery a mood for that.]
    meteorained: (pic#13933411)

    omg zack buddy... (he's such a downer i'm so sorry)

    [personal profile] meteorained 2024-01-10 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
    ( the person he's speaking to, someone also with a submissive mark, immediately flees at the approach of another, and cloud turns like he's about to say something when —

    he's hallucinating. right? there's just no logical way to explain what he's seeing, slammed back into that moment he'd felt connected with the lifestream as the geostigma had been washed away. all that guilt and the weight he carried with him constantly, the thought of the memorial he'd put up and visited so often that it was more of a home than anywhere else... cloud couldn't focus. for a moment, he doesn't think he's even breathing, the sharp pounding of his heart too loud to allow him to hear his voice. a voice and face and spirit he carried with him. )


    I'm... ( he's distantly aware of the sweat still gathering at the back of his neck but manages to choke out his name. ) Zack?

    ( how long has it been since he'd said it aloud? cloud tries to blink, taking in the other man's posture—all of it exactly the same as he remembered. if he thinks about it too long, he's going to be sick. )

    How is this possible? ( maybe he's dead now too. it's the only explanation. )

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