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Dusk, of Twisted Desire~
- Joined
- Mar 24, 2025
- Location
- In Your Walls~
The day is June 4th, 2025, and two brand new test subjects have arrived at the facilities of Tepsford Dynamics. A massive state-of-the-art facility that is over 17,000 square feet, and that's just what the public legal documents say the size is. In this facility, the fine people of Tepsford Dynamics work day in and day out to better understand the workings of the human mind, both big and small, and their ultimate goal is to figure out ways to not only improve it, but also to control it in some cases. The newest test subjects: 26 year old Naomi Pierce and 29 year old Nathan Wilson, have arrived to the facility under the promise of a juicy $5,000 paycheck for the work of just 7 days... But 7 days of what, exactly?
Naomi was the first of the two to arrive, getting there just after 10:00am, and was directed by staff into an elevator that took her down, down, down, down, for what felt like multiple minutes before the machine finally stopped, with the doors opening to reveal a very retro space. It looked like a truly authentic 50's home, extremely similar to what you'd see if you found a re-run of The Brady Bunch, down to the furnishings, appliances in the kitchen, and the wallpaper that surrounded her. Even out of the windows, artificial sunlight was shining in that almost looked too real, and the warmth of it felt real against her body. There was a big beautiful lawn of genuine grass, and a lovely flower garden for Naomi to tend to in the back yard. The system outside could and would simulate authentic weather, meaning they will potentially get rainstorms, blistering sunny days, and so much more down here... Before Naomi could really get her bearings, an artificial voice began to speak to her, echoing from all around.
Roughly 30 minutes later, Nathan arrived to the facility scarfing down a mcmuffin he picked up on the way over. He was already late from oversleeping a bit, so he thought to himself 'what's another 5 minutes?' Upon entering the building, Nathan was ushered into the elevator by staff, and after the almost endless descent, he was welcomed into the almost uncanny warmth of the artificial home. He too had little time to check everything out before the robotic voice returned, speaking to him now.
And from there, Nathan almost cautiously walks over and goes up the carpeted stairs, taking note of how the ceiling feels lower than it should be, perhaps truly marking on how people just used to be a bit smaller back in the day. He travels down the hallway to the bedroom at the very end, which was in fact the Master Bedroom, and inside is where he finally comes face-to-face with Naomi, the woman who will be his "wife" for the next 7 days. He hadn't even thought of it as he walked in, but he very well could've barged in on her naked, but if she had been here for some time, that likely would not have been the case. Nathan wasn't sure what to say or what they even should talk about, as he casually walked over to one of the large closets and swung it open.
"Man, they really weren't kidding about this stuff being from the 50's huh?" Nathan remarked, eyeing up the array of suits, button shirts, and pretty much nothing that would be "relaxed" or "casual" clothing aside from some white undershirts and blue jeans. "I'm uh, Nathan by the way... What do you make of all this? Like, $5,000 is $5,000... But what could the point of this whole dress-up show be?" Nathan was a very curious man, not quite to the "there's chemicals in the water turning frogs gay!" level, but questioning things that felt odd or abnormal came naturally to him, as it did most people. Nathan didn't necessarily have a lack of trust in this study, he just didn't understand the purpose behind it. Nathan tried to keep a conversation going as he slowly stepped out of his clothes, and picked out a button up long sleeved blue shirt and slacks.
Naomi was the first of the two to arrive, getting there just after 10:00am, and was directed by staff into an elevator that took her down, down, down, down, for what felt like multiple minutes before the machine finally stopped, with the doors opening to reveal a very retro space. It looked like a truly authentic 50's home, extremely similar to what you'd see if you found a re-run of The Brady Bunch, down to the furnishings, appliances in the kitchen, and the wallpaper that surrounded her. Even out of the windows, artificial sunlight was shining in that almost looked too real, and the warmth of it felt real against her body. There was a big beautiful lawn of genuine grass, and a lovely flower garden for Naomi to tend to in the back yard. The system outside could and would simulate authentic weather, meaning they will potentially get rainstorms, blistering sunny days, and so much more down here... Before Naomi could really get her bearings, an artificial voice began to speak to her, echoing from all around.
"Welcome, Naomi Pierce! Everyone here at Tepsford Dynamics is very thankful for you offering us your time. Over the next 7 days, we expect for you to play as the perfect housewife: a woman who prefers to be seen more than she is heard, who tends to the day-to-day chores of the house from vacuuming to cooking, who does whatever it takes to keep the breadwinnner of the home happy. Upstairs in the Master Bedroom, you will find two walk-in closets, one for both you and the partner selected for you in this study. You are to only do your hair/makeup in styles provided in a booklet on the make-up table in the bedroom, and only to wear the clothing we have provided. There is an opening vent by the front door, where we request you put all belongings of yours from the outside world: jewelry, watches, purse, wallet, clothing, piercings if any, cell phone, headphones/earbuds, and anything else that does not comply. Once you are "dolled up" and dressed, please wait patiently for your partner in this study to arrive and get themselves ready, and from there, we will officially begin the study."Roughly 30 minutes later, Nathan arrived to the facility scarfing down a mcmuffin he picked up on the way over. He was already late from oversleeping a bit, so he thought to himself 'what's another 5 minutes?' Upon entering the building, Nathan was ushered into the elevator by staff, and after the almost endless descent, he was welcomed into the almost uncanny warmth of the artificial home. He too had little time to check everything out before the robotic voice returned, speaking to him now.
"Welcome, Nathan Wilson! Everyone here at Tepsford Dynamics is very thankful for you offering us your time. Over the next 7 days, we expect for you to play as the perfect husband: the breadwinner of the house, the ultimate caretaker, the man who works tirelessly day in and day out to provide a loving life for his family, a man who just wants to come home every evening to a well kept home, a beautiful and attentive wife, and a delicious home cooked dinner. A man who also isn't afraid to get a bit "physical" if things go wrong in his home, who isn't afraid to get serious when duty calls. Upstairs in the Master Bedroom, you will find two walk-in closets, one for both you and the partner selected for you in this study, who has already arrived and should be ready to begin, or very close to it. You are to only wear the clothes/accessories that we have provided for you, any and all outside belongings and items, including your wallet, any jewelry, your phone, and more need to be deposited into the opening vent by the front door. Once you have gotten dressed and ready, please wait patiently with your partner up in the bedroom, and from there, we will officially begin the study."And from there, Nathan almost cautiously walks over and goes up the carpeted stairs, taking note of how the ceiling feels lower than it should be, perhaps truly marking on how people just used to be a bit smaller back in the day. He travels down the hallway to the bedroom at the very end, which was in fact the Master Bedroom, and inside is where he finally comes face-to-face with Naomi, the woman who will be his "wife" for the next 7 days. He hadn't even thought of it as he walked in, but he very well could've barged in on her naked, but if she had been here for some time, that likely would not have been the case. Nathan wasn't sure what to say or what they even should talk about, as he casually walked over to one of the large closets and swung it open.
"Man, they really weren't kidding about this stuff being from the 50's huh?" Nathan remarked, eyeing up the array of suits, button shirts, and pretty much nothing that would be "relaxed" or "casual" clothing aside from some white undershirts and blue jeans. "I'm uh, Nathan by the way... What do you make of all this? Like, $5,000 is $5,000... But what could the point of this whole dress-up show be?" Nathan was a very curious man, not quite to the "there's chemicals in the water turning frogs gay!" level, but questioning things that felt odd or abnormal came naturally to him, as it did most people. Nathan didn't necessarily have a lack of trust in this study, he just didn't understand the purpose behind it. Nathan tried to keep a conversation going as he slowly stepped out of his clothes, and picked out a button up long sleeved blue shirt and slacks.