Multiverse's Next Top Model: If You Can Afford Me

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The TV screen in La Casa Smize lights up again.

Tyrantmail,

You can't buy class, but you can buy soda!

Fiercely in Love,
Tyrant

The remaining contestants are hustled away to their first photoshoot. The set, unfortunately, has no beautiful backdrops or glamorous outfits for the contestants to wear. Instead, it is a dingy store-room with an empty claw machine. A few stylists mill about, carrying nude-colored spandex bodysuits and setting up the mirrors for the contestants.

Jay Emmanuel rushes up to greet the contestants. "Hello, models! Today we're going to be protesting the commodification of women's bodies by presenting you all as naked and for purchase in a giant claw machine! Now, I know this is your first photoshoot, but it's going to be very. Tricky. Because. It's going to be a group photoshoot! Which means that you're going to be in groups of two, stuffed into that vending machine and doing as many different poses as you can!"

Jay does not seem even slightly aware of the irony of this photoshoot.

"Alright, models, get to work!"

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BACKSTAGE

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[OOC: go forth and mingle!]

PHOTOSHOOT

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The pairs of models are crammed into the vending machine. Good luck trying to pose!

[OOC: thread with your partner. The NPC Jay will occasionally chime in. Have fun with this! Feel free to have your character pitch a fit, kick their partner out of the vending machine, set the vending machine on fire, or do whatever!]

SOREN AND CEDRIC

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CLEF AND SABRINA

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RUFFNUT AND RACHEL

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ANGIE AND SIRIUS

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STEPHEN AND ASUKA

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[theboywhodied]

Once dressed, he finds himself attended by a stylist applying blending makeup at the edges of his bodysuit. Oh, he was going to loathe the entire contest if these pictures found their way back to the ship.

"I certainly feel commodified," he grumbled as they all shuffled about.

[theboywhodied]

One look at Soren told Cedric that he should be afraid. He should be very afraid.

But he wouldn't let that show. With the extremely small space, he'd most likely be putting on pained expressions---perfect for the theme of the photoshoot.

As they were stuffed inside, he shifted into position, pressed up toward the top of the machine. "All right?"

[grimbiker]

"Splendid. Let's feed the self esteem issues of young girls and act like we're working to combat it at the same time." Sirius said too brightly. "And what, the men have to do this so we can learn how it feels?"

Normally he wasn't one to complain about showing off his body, which was why he was still here, but this was a little much.

[grimbiker]

The chicken suit walk and resulting fight had been amusing, degrading too but mostly amusing but Sirius could think of no way to turn this to his advantage. For starters, he kept mistaking Angie for actually being naked whenever she was in his peripheral vision, and that made him all kinds of uncomfortable. And for another, his body suit was the wrong shade.

"Think they want a few raunchy poses?" Sirius asked Angie. He wanted to win but there were some lines he simply wouldn't cross... at least not without a good deal of complaining.

[theboywhodied]

"That sounds about right," Cedric nodded, unable to avoid wrinkling his nose at his reflection. He looked almost alien, with this naked appearance and only a line of thick eyebrow hair.

"We're supposed to be exceptionally attractive, it's not helping. Well...maybe our makeovers balanced it out," he thought. He wasn't quite so attractive anymore.

Re: BACKSTAGE

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Ruffnut tugged at her skinsuit uncomfortably and looked at herself in the mirror, psyching herself up again.

"Alright you almost blew it last round, let's not do that again!" She ordered herself. "Alot of people are counting on this." Forgetting that even if she lost someone from the crew would win. This contest had taken on a whole new level of meaning for her. Once again her hair was free of it's braids and styled in a luxurious sort of way.

"Are you a woman or aren't you?" That seemed to be the question of the day.

Re: RUFFNUT AND RACHEL

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"Watch it." Ruffnut grunted being crammed into the tight place with the girl she was only sort of familiar with. She was all knees and elbows and arms and legs really and that wasn't making anything easy on either of them. Plus now that her hair wasn't in braids it was like there was more of it.

And the skin tight outfits brushing against one another didn't help. Ruff's face flushed just slightly as she became very aware that Rachel was more developed then she was.

[facepunching.livejournal.com]

"Hardly," Soren said frostily, looking at Cedric as he might a particularly unpleasant new species of insect. Then he looked dubiously up at the claw.

Whatever. He was going to win this competition if he had to shank someone for it. Which he would know how to do if he'd trained in knives instead of staves, but that was beside the point.

"Move over, you're crowding me."

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For being naked, Angie certainly felt constrained. "Gee, if they wanted naked, I could have done that for them," she muttered to the guy, then sighed. "No, raunchy is probably a bad idea. I got accused of 'hoochieing it up' last time." She gave him a grin. "Not that I'd normally mind, mind you."

She looked at herself, then at Sirius. "I'm not entirely clear on what they WANT."

[theboywhodied]

Correction: he knew this was going to end badly. Soren badly needed an attitude adjustment.

"You're not the only one crowded here, though I do apologise for my height" he helpfully pointed out with just a hint of sarcasm, though he pressed himself against the side of the glass anyway. He clawed at it, hoping he looked sufficiently pained.

[facepunching.livejournal.com]

That was an understatement. Soren needed an attitude overhaul. In fact, someone should probably get the attitude backhoe and an attitude bulldozer and just go to town on Soren's attitude because

"Just stay on your side," Soren responded, in the sort of tone that made it clear that he was not at all convinced Cedric could even manage that. He glared out at the cameras in his stupid nude-colored bodysuit. This information had better be worth it, or so help him...

Re: BACKSTAGE

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"Isn't this supposed to be blue?" Stephen asked plaintively. They'd been herded off, and the spandex suit he had now was definitely not the color he was now.

Stephen was torn between "Not minding" and "wondering how this was going to work". He had, at least, started to disrobe so he could get into the suit.

Part of him expected to just be made up everywhere exposed. Somehow, that wouldn't surprise him in the least.

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This was not what he'd expected. That was putting it mildly. For a moment, Stephen was definitely glad that his shoulders were not broader than they were. He might actually be able to wiggle around in here a bit.

And then he saw who else was going to end up in there with him, and assumed something of a glassy eyed stare at that.

He just tried to squish against one side of the glass without smearing his makeup.

[theboywhodied]

"I'm trying my best," Cedric replied, squishing in an even more painful pose, body twisted.

"You don't suppose that claw moves, do you?" He suddenly had a horrific vision of being dragged by their ankles.

[facepunching.livejournal.com]

Soren looked up at the claw. "It had better not," he muttered, doing his best to strike the sort of pose he thought the judges might take to. This bodysuit was sticking to him and he could not for the life of him imagine why anyone would want to wear such a travesty. Robes were far more sensible. And, of course, there was the indignity of having his hair dyed red and shorn short. He fiddled with the ends, frowning.

[cityship]

Of course the claw moves. Although right now it seems content to sort of fondle at Cedric's bald head, softly dragging its metal fingers around.

"Alright, you two. Can you deliver anger? Cedric, try and keep up, Soren's already got the perfect model expression." Jay directs the photographer to try and capture their images despite the glare off the windows.

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Soren nearly snorted with laughter at the sight of the claw stroking Cedric's head. He looked ridiculous.

...of course, Soren also looked ridiculous, but the point was that Cedric looked more ridiculous.

[theboywhodied]

If he needed any help with anger before, he had no problem with it now. Cedric just about snarled, twisting away from the thing and pushing against it. Not hard enough to potentially break their property and get in trouble for that again, but enough to tell it that its advances were unwanted.

His head was a very, very sore spot.