( open. ) firefighter calendar mingle!

[yuwon]

WHO: everyone!
WHAT: the firefighters put out a calendar every year and guess who is getting everyone involved.
WHERE: the venue for the photoshoot, somewhere in the city.
WHEN: within the first week of their arrival.
WARNINGS: nudity or partial nudity? will update warnings as they come.

The firefighters are looking for models to assist in their yearly calendar. Last year due to some mishaps, they missed the due date for this beloved tradition in the city, and so are not looking to really make sure everything is flawless this year. Since is no error for mistakes, they are even recruiting people to model as firefighters, as well as looking for people who can act as temporary photographers— in a city as busy as this one, it isn’t always easy booking a photographer for certain time slots.


1. As a photographer they are tasked to make the calendar spicy, but also unique! They figure one of the best selling points is variety. No more poses, the more avant-garde, the weirder even, the better! Like if your thing is posing with a carton of eggs, you do you!
2. Models are incentivized and even ranked (this is arbitrary, so I leave that all to you), so maybe this can also lift the competitive spirit of some! Or maybe you just really want to make some extra kryptos!
3. Outside of photographers and models, also looking for people who can enhance the overall experience. Do coffee runs for everyone, while also hyping or judging the models! Whatever they say fit! People can even stumble into these roles thinking they were here for a completing different reason! Or go out on an errand to come back and suddenly everyone is not as they once were.
4. Just have fun and free to make up your own scenarios! Even if it's walking in like 🧍‍♂️ I thought this was a pizza party.

NOTE: hi, this is the log for the firefighter calendar!

everyone is free to put up their top levels and tag around as they see fit. you can see it as you were messaged by someone randomly on the network about an opportunity to make additional kyptos, or they could have even found an ad. whatever works!

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wriothesley | genshin impact | open

[frostfist]

[ How did he end up here, in the middle of fire station he definitely doesn't work, halfway to taking off his shirt just because some guy whose name he only just learned is telling him to?

It's a long story. (It's not.) ]

THE CAKE.

[ Regardless! Here he is, shirtless but thankfully not pantless (because no one wants to see (bijou voice) his sack), loitering nearby the other models as he watches the ongoing photoshoot with interest. They do have kameras back in Fontaine, but (once again) the level of technology here far outclasses that of what he's used to.

His body is a network of scars, crisscrossing over his arms and chest, with three prominent slashes running down his throat. He doesn't seem to mind any attention his way though, simply meeting the other person's gaze with a raised eyebrow and a mild smile. ]

It's not even my turn up there yet and you're already staring? I'm flattered.

[ 😘 ]

Any requests I should keep in mind? There's no need to be shy.

[ Who is going to make him show off his ass.]

THE TEA.

[ He is, thankfully, at least wearing a shirt by now, though the fact that it's left open past his collarbones leaves something to be desired. (Or does it....>) He doesn't seem bothered by his impropriety as he picks up one of the cartons of tea off the snack table, nose wrinkling as he brings it close to his face for a good sniff. Eugh. ]

You'd think they'd have something a little better on offer for all the work we're putting in.

[ HIS TEA COLLECTION.....damn, he misses it so bad and it's barely even been a week. But hey that's why he's here, sexualizing himself for the enjoyment of others. It's not any worse than the work he's had to do in the past. If anything, it's objectively better. All he has to do is stand around, contort his body here and there, and put on a dazzling smile. And if all eyes are on him for the duration of his impromptu modeling....well, it's not any different from the stares he gets in the Fortress.

Putting the tea carton back down, he remarks casually: ]

I'd go for the coffee if I were you.

[ Tea may be superior but only when it's actually good. ]

THE...WILDCARD.

[ whatever else your heart desires, i'm ez........ also i'm in shambles that my first open post is a thirst trap, i'm blaming bijou ]

🎂

[yuwon]

[ fortunately, this is being kept pg just by the fact that i am not utilizing that other emoji. that said, it's true that he was directing a cursory glance his way. he didn't necessarily intend for his gaze to stay quite so long, nor to be caught in the act. granted, he's far from ashamed.

also, woah, is he the one who brought him here? not yuwon conveniently forgetting that fact.

instead, he just tilts his head slightly, meeting his eyes with little no hesitation. he makes it a point to show that he's completely unapologetic. ] I was just thinking you looked like you been through it.

[ which, some may have not admitted so bluntly, but yuwon has no issues with that. he then waves it off, thinking momentarily, before continuing: ] Requests? Just remember you're here to show your face, not your mouth. [ but, he doesn't sound annoyed, instead he seems to be purposely ribbing him?

is this progress? ]

🍰

[wheft]

[ she didn't really bat an eye at his scars, though. she was curious about them when they first met, and not to mention that she has her fair share of them, latticed over freckled skin as she stands there in a crop-top, holding a camera in her hands. ]

You never really told me how you got those from, is all.

[ a shrug. don't flatter yourself, bro... ]

More importantly, [ she brings up the camera to her face as she fiddles with it ] if you could just stay still for a moment, I can figure out how to use this thing a lot faster.

wildcard ...

[seaurchin]

[ Since he's getting paid for this job, Megumi's decided to take it somewhat seriously - or as seriously as one can be about a job where he has to stare at people's half naked bodies. This is not a fun time for him. He wants to leave. Still, he could be being dragged in for modelling, so things could be far, far worse.

Armed with a clipboard, he's somehow the most organised and efficient photographer around. While he doesn't have a creative bone in his body, he's too the point and doesn't beat around the bush about where he wants everyone standing, so that makes up for things. The head photographer has already supplied him with a list of ideas to use for the shoots anyway. ] Next, please.

[ And up next is a name he finds familiar. ]

-- Oh. Wriothesley-san.

🫖

[yoke]

[ wriothesley is not the only one who isn't bothered by impropriety, as wolfwood has also given up buttoning his shirt properly. except he's also smoking, so maybe he's worse. at least he's blowing the smoke away from people when they walk past.

either way, he hasn't bothered with the food yet (mostly waiting for the whole thing to end so he can collect his cash and go), but he looks over at wriothesley at his tip. ]

That bad, huh? [ wolfwood's smile is a little sympathetic, albeit crooked. ] Guess that's why this shoot's the way it is.

[ that is, disorganized and rushed. but hey, he's not a model nor a photographer, so what does he know. ]

we need more cake emojis

[plagiarists]

[ After establishing that this guy is nothing like yjh on the inside, now she gets to confirm that he's even more similar to her regressor buddy ^{(citation needed)} on the outside. Sooyoung can't help comparing them in her head, it's all because of those scars, ugh. Unfortunately (?), that means she's been staring at him for a while. There's only one possible way to respond to that call out: ]

And what about your family jewels, Your Disgrace?

[ Of course she has to put it LIKE THAT. ]

i also want cake.

[sparse]

[ what if there are some of us who wants to see his sack

Regardless, Blade is also here thanks to Kafka dragging him along. Unwillingly. He's meant to be one of the models, but he is adamantly refusing to take off his shirt, so now he's been relegated to watching from the sidelines. It would have been fine had someone else didn't try to spark a conversation with him.

Was he really staring? It was probably more like glaring, but... ]

Do whatever you want.

[ Alas, he will not be the one to ask the Duke to show off his cake. ]

frosted layed bread (another cake thread)

[axethrows]

Nothing wrong with admiring the sights a little bit~

[She's used to seeing all kinds of scars, but phew those neck scars. Sporting big scars like that and survived whatever caused them is pretty impressive in her book. She's not blind, there is some good looking people around here and of course she is going to look at people as a treat for herself. It's going to be a while until her turn after all.

Since she is also revealing a lot of skin thanks to wearing a fitting crop top, she does have her own share of scars and there is part of a red tattoo to look at.]

Though if they start asking for you to take off your pants, tell them it costs extra. Use those good looks for your advantage.

[She's helping.]

[domitrix]

 — i.

( in this route, she's not modeling. oh no, no. getting her to do away with her comfortable layers to show off a bit of skin for the sake of a pinup calendar of sorts is going to take a little more than a pretty please. instead, she's offering direction! and maybe some mild forms of coercion for those less inclined to volunteer to be a model. her specialty. everyone say thank you kafka. )

.. Relax.

( with warm honey for inflection and soft whisper for tone, she isn't shy about redirecting the attention of the models she's working with. there's difference in being aware of the lenses, and being wary of them. she would know, wouldn't she? ever the performer, the art of drawing the eye is one she's keenly aware of for someone who shouldn't be noticed.

maybe she's brushing a lock of hair away, or maybe she's thumbing over a nervously clenched jaw. for those more inclined to irritation, she smiles simply like she knows she might get bitten even as she smooths her palm down a tense shoulder. whatever the case may be, her range for direction varies from verbal to something a little closer. it depends. but the goal is to draw out something people can't get their eyes off of, right? )

 — ii.

( look at her, so helpful. with everyone working as hard as they are to make the best compiled thirst trap of the year, surely a drink or two for the parched masses is warranted, right? so here she is, cold drink in hand, doing the thing bastards do when they want a little attention.

and presses the cool surface of her offering to the cheek of the new apple of her eye.

it could be worse, especially if said subject is less dressed than others. the back of the neck, the small of the back, anywhere that wouldn't otherwise be suddenly subject to freezing cold - it'd be quite the rude greeting! and yet she acts like she's done nothing wrong, her smile friendly and easy as always. )

Good work out there.

 — wildcard/notes.

similarly, i can't believe my first syn tl is this. sorry. my hands slipped. if you want to hash something specific out, feel free to pm or hit me up over at ztxt............

i'm jk

[yuwon]

[ if there's one thing experience taught him, it's that if something appeared too good to be true on the surface, it normally was. if someone was chiding in his ear softly for him to relax, it could only mean that his jaw tightens and his fingers clench. almost instinctively.

if this was a complete stranger, perhaps, he would have reacted differently. instead, it's someone he had encountered before. even shared warmth with, albeit not exactly in the way those words may have implied. when he feels her fingers over his jawline, he peers at her straight in the eye, unflinching. he doesn't attempt to shake her off, and instead, just seems to act like it's nothing out of the norm. ]

I am relaxed. [ he releases a small huff of exasperation. though, not necessarily directed towards her. ] You could always switch places with me. [ but, he doesn't mean it offensively, nor in a prickly way. he retorts as if it were simple matter of fact. ]

What's the next pose?

i.

[sparse]

[ If that dour expression on his face is anything to go by, he never wanted to be a part of this. The only reason why he's here is because of Kafka. His arms are crossed, and he remains fully clothed for the moment, looking quite out of place since a mingle is the last thing he'd ever attend.

Willingly, anyway. ]

Can I go now?

[ —is all he says when Kafka tells him to relax, but he does stay very still while she brushes a stray lock of hair away. He's just like a child who was forced to attend Sunday mass. Very happy. ]

wildcard? wildcard because bijou took the hornty option

[eepy]

[ despite having been photographed for most of his life with said photos turning into a business venture that he's never imagined would be possible, jing yuan has never truly modeled for a photoshoot. he's just here because bijou said so there is an apparent need for models, and seeing as that is an occupation that he's suddenly been saddled with, well ...

jing yuan offers her an amused smile as he slowly unbuttons his clothes as instructed, the act rather languid now it's the second time that the woman has to deal with him. in this world, at least. ]

What was it they say about the first being a happenstance and the second being a coincidence?

[ will this be the day kafka finally gets him out of his clothes? maybe. ]

ii

[plagiarists]

Ah—!

[ Surprised to have something ice cold pressed against her cheek forces Sooyoung to let out a sharp gasp. It couldn't get any worse for her considering she's been lurking around fully clothed. Posing for a good cause? Don't know her.

So, when Kafka praises Sooyoung for her doing her job well, it's literally the office handshake (goes to jail without passing Go and collecting $200 for pasting Kafka's face over a dude). ]

Thanks... what can I say, I did amazing. It comes naturally to me.

[ Yes, she's now going to pretend she's the hottest stuff here. ]

[originbullets]

 ▶ 001

( Yep, this seemed about right. Sacrificing his dignity for a few bucks to supplement his pathetic stipend, and unbuttoning his shirt in front of a room full of strangers? Not... the worst thing he's done for money. Perhaps just the most embarrassing.

Flashiness was practically antithetical to his being, really. But in spite of it all, he was taking his job seriously. Eyes boring into the camera, wearing his best poe-faced expression, as the photographer hands him various props to pose with in suggestive positions. He's attempting to have fun with it, though his enthusiasm is rather lacking. )

Anything else?

 ▶ 002

( ...Ah, the fruits of his labor. The promised free food (some absolutely greasy pizza) and drink. He's wallflowering by this point, leaning his back against the nearest wall and taking a sip of his soda.

If approached, he attempts to make a passing remark, clearly lacking at small talk. )

Better than the cafeteria food.

( ... )

002 (with a dash of 001)

[saudadist]

[ Compared to the slightly salted cardboard that was their introductory meal, she's absolutely loving the disgusting greasy mess of pizza they've been given for this shindig. At least the grease is easy on the palate. ]

I still can't believe they got you to twerk.

yuwon kim / level up with the gods / open

[yuwon]

  PROPS  

[ the concept of acting out a role wasn’t entirely unfamiliar to yuwon. every floor of the tower had its own structure, culture, and way of life. naturally, one had to have some ability to meld into it all in order to be an effective player. hence, he adopts a similar mentality here. he decides to remain as low-key as he could. simply meeting the standards and expectations that were set, including but limited to, living his “civilian life" in full

but, who could have predicted being a firefighter somehow translated into this.

to be honest, he can’t recall if these sorts of conventions were truly that commonplace on his version of earth, but he decides not to question it. besides, for the most part, yuwon tended to be impervious to shame. (luckily). so instead, here he is, shirtless, rubbing the back of his head as he’s peering through the props.

he picks up the suspenders, then the axe, and then looks at the carton of eggs, handcuffs, and even a fake model of a puppy…? he seems a bit bewildered, before he turns to the person next to him— ] What are you picking? [ lol,

if you don't want the worst prop available, don't ask him for his opinion. ]

  MODEL  

[ it’s one thing to model for someone and another thing to model with someone.

somehow he’s been ushered into doing a joint shoot with a virtual stranger (or brief acquaintance?). honestly, while he mostly involved others for the benefit of him having less of the limelight on himself, he didn’t quite piece together how that didn’t exactly absolve him from these responsibilities entirely.

shit you only think of in the aftermath…

that said, he does try and make swift work of it. presuming it’d be better to get the bulk of their requests done in a timely manner than awkwardly dragging it out. hence, he does his best to come in close, even pressing his hands against their waist. ] I’m not exactly a funny guy, but it’d help if you smiled. [ says this hypocrite who full well knows he’s a hypocrite. ]

  AFTERMATH  

[ thinking it the perfect time to unwind, he plops down on a seat, his hands reaching for a bottle of water. before, turning to the person next to him: ] How was it? [ this is probably vague enough where it could come off as him asking about his own performance…

or asking how the overall experience was. regardless, he offers a shrug soon after, passing over his water as if asking if they want a sip. ]

  WILDCARD  

[ as always, i am down to clown!! hit me up with anything! ]

model.....

[yoke]

[ come do the firefighter calendar shoot, yuwon said. it'll be fun, yuwon said, in the flattest and driest tone possible. and like, yeah, wolfwood knew it'd be weird from the get-go, but he doesn't have anything better to do and he won't turn down an opportunity for easy money, so.

here he is, shirt off and standing close to yuwon who has his hands on his waist. the thing about getting experimented on is that he also lacks shame, so he at least seems to be taking everything in stride. at yuwon's suggestion, he laughs briefly and suddenly pitches forward in his grasp, one arm sliding over yuwon's shoulders for support. ]

Whaddya mean? I'm injured. [ he's just leaning on yuwon now... sorry. ] We're brothers in arms, see? Ya gotta support me.

[ what a fake bitch. at least the photographer is eating it up. ]

aftermath....................

[wheft]

[ he just had to ask. ishmael's just huffing and puffing the entire time, her hair done up in a high ponytail as she rejects his offer of water with a wave of her hand. ]

You know, when you said that you're going to call me if you heard of any big money ventures, this wasn't what I had in mind.

[ she didn't expect to have her hair and makeup done, hello??? please end her. ]

yuji itadori | jujutsu kaisen

[eyescar]

THE SHOOT.

[ Yuji is, before anything else, actually a teenager, so he's a little more careful about his posing and outfit choices if only because he feels a little bit weird otherwise. Maybe the first weird thing is having a teenager working as a firefighter to begin with, but given all the missions that he did at home... Maybe it doesn't make that big of a difference, in the end.

Either way, he decides to be a little less daring than some of the others might be, especially since he doesn't really know what he should be doing. Spicy, weird... None of that make sense to him, but he's been given a cat to hold and that makes things a little bit better?

In the end, Yuji stands in his firefighter uniform, with the shirt deliberately left open to show off the intensity of his muscles as he grins, holding the cat close to his chest. The cat makes everything a lot better. As soon as he's done, he steps to one side, cuddling her and pressing their faces together. ]

That wasn't so bad, was it? I wonder if they'll make me do it again...

FOOD TIME.

[ There are a handful of things that will get Yuji Itadori motivated, and good food is one of them.

He still has the cat with him (there's definitely someone looking for it beginning to panic somewhere) and he's talking to it in a soft voice as he holds a plate in his other hand, as if they're sharing some kind of secret. If nothing else, he looks a little bit like he's having too much fun gossiping with a cat and not enough fun mingling, which is probably a little understandable, given what's happened to them all. ]

No, I don't think you can eat pizza... Or cake, stop that...

[ He pulls the plate away from the cat with a shake of his head, hefting it up onto his shoulders absently. ]

Shall we go and find you something to eat? There might be some fish or something, c'mon...

[ And then he's off to explore the food again, despite having barely eaten any of his own so far. ]

WILDCARD.

[ Feel free to do whatever else with Yuji, I am open! Throw something at me and I will make it work C: ]

food.

[frostfist]

[ The only creatures that regularly frequent the gloomy, damp hallways of the Fortress are particularly stubborn rats that seem to have gotten lost in the tunnels between the overworld and the underworld, so it's still something of a novelty to see animals prowling around both inside and outside.

Naturally his attention gravitates towards the cat lounging on the young man's shoulders, and he pauses in his perusal of the food to give both cat and boy a good lookover. ]

A friend of yours? He's [ she's???? ] cute.

[ Is it willing to accept pets from strangers....please say yes. ]

shalem | arknights | open

[prozaic]

the photographer

All right then. That pose is fine, but raise your head a little more, please.

[How about having the most polite photographer around? Shalem smiles, expression soft despite the tired circles under his eyes. Then he lowers the camera, allowing it to hang from his neck via the strap, and heads towards his current model.] Are you uncomfortable? Is it the clothes, or the hair?

Please bear with it a little, otherwise the make-up might fade or wipe off, and we'll have to take longer. Don't worry, I'll watch out for you, hm?

[Look, he wants this done quickly so they can move on. The dark circles on his face are not for show, after all. He's tired... and, well, a bit uncomfortable with the amount of people and noise in this one building.]

modeling

[The thing about Shalem's pretty face and preference for covering up is that he's hiding what he actually looks like-- he's actually kinda jacked, hence why the firefighters are insistent on having him model as well. He really can't fight against the horde when they're unanimous like this. And have a number of handsome, well-built men around as well.

He is a weak, weak man.

So here he is, hair tied up in a neater tail than usual, scarred arms bare, and cleavage scandalously exposed, posing for the camera. For his photographer however, if he notices them having trouble just trying to find the right angles or simply getting shots they're happy with, he'll wander over with his hands behind his back, curious, and a little amused.]

It's not as easy as it seems, does it? [he chuckles softly, but it's not meant to be condescending in any way.] We could take a break and I'll give you a few tips, or perhaps we could continue, and I'll pose the way I want to, and you needn't do much but press the shutter. What do you say?

wildcard
[ make something up! shalem will be here all day modeling, taking pics, and sometimes dressing others up because he's just like that. feel free to pm if you want to plot it out first. ]

modeling

[likemybooks]

[ Taryon has chickened out of the photoshoot the moment he realized he had to remove much of his clothing and stand around a bunch of people, but to make up for that cowardice, he's decided to help carry around makeup supplies and snacks. While hanging around photoshoots, his attention is drawn between observing the photographer work the camera and the stage.

He can see the appeal of the calendar. Not being in one, he's too shy at the moment, but having pages of attractive men at his desk would make his day better. And there are many, many photoshoots that he's drawn to.

Although he fights the urge to watch when an Outsider is on stage.

Once Shalem finishes this shot and the crew disperses, Taryon approaches him with a double thumbs-up. ] Excellent work, good man. I think that will be well-received by the editors.

ishmael / limbus company

[wheft]

i.

[ to be fair, yuwon did say that he'll hit ishmael up if he hears of any good ways of making kryptos. and while she did say she doesn't really care much for money unlike her coworker, she's curious enough to check out what's up and before she knew it, she's being whisked away to become some kind of model against her will.

well, partially against her will. she does need some more money, and she's certainly no stranger to being doused with water. it's just that -- ]

That's out of the question. [ she crosses her exposed arms, her freckled skin covered in an assortment of scars. she doesn't seem to mind showing skin if she's in a crop top and other things, seeing as every fixer has them... ] I don't care what hairstyle you have in mind, I'm not taking off this headband.

[ the makeup artist tries convincing her some more, but ishmael just won't budge. and after telling her that she needs to get her mane straightened out before her turn in five minutes, ishmael heaves out an annoyed sigh, and turns to anyone who happens to watch this debacle. ]

I don't even know what they have against my hair. It's the closest thing we have to fire. [ har har. ] Well? Do you have any suggestions?

ii.

[ needless to say, the photoshoot went... okay. ishmael is very much out of her element though, and by the end of her turn, she's completely exhausted. and she thought fighting abnormalities is tiring...

at least she's wearing her warm clothing now that it's over. she wrinkles her nose at the food being served though, and she stashes both her hands into her coat pockets for warmth. ]

Sorry, I'm going to go drink myself to a stupor tonight.

[ the deadpan way she delivers it may sound like she's just joking, but she's dead serious. she needs to be blackout drunk in order to forget what happened today. yuwon kim you are dead to her. ]

If anyone wants to follow, be my guest.

[ final call for whoever wants to hang out with her...! ]

girls being girls....... (i.)

[axethrows]

[Rodya caught that makeup artist giving Ishmael a time and here she is, emotional support tall woman, quick to join Ishmael's side and revealing that surprise, she is here too. They're kind of matching styles right now and even Rodya got her own hair up(!!!) plus... They really are bearing some skin to each other, huh? Way more than before.]

There is nothing wrong with your hair! It's so fluffy and cute~ [And it's warmth, but she keeps that to herself.] They better not give you a lot of trouble over it, Ishy.

[She's smiling for the other Sinner, but when she glances in the direction where that makeup artist went off too, she frowns. Basically her vs. the makeup artist.]

If you start to feel uncomfortable, I am right here.

Taryon Darrington | Critical Role | Open

[likemybooks]

Arrival

[Listen. Taryon is well aware of the fact that he is an attractive man, and anyone would appreciate an opportunity to witness his handsomness, in person or not. Partaking in photography for the greater good sounds like a fun time, and he has to see this technology in action. The camera function on his implant has not yet lost his novelty, and he wants to see how the professionals set up their perfect shot.

The problem is that he was expecting...more clothes. Firefighters cover their entire body while on the job. So here he comes, thinking of ways to stylize the uniform to be more attractive, and there's people walking around without any shirts.

Some people are just fine with this apparently.

He stands at the door, watching everyone pick out props and undo buttons on their clothing, wondering what the hell he got himself into.]

Helping

[With some better understanding of the situation and a few mishaps, Taryon eventually settles into an assistant role. Need someone to run and grab coffee and cookies? He's got that covered. Need a hand arranging the scenery? Taryon volunteers before someone asks. He's going to make himself as useful as possible. By now, the entire concepts is less intimidating, and Tary finds himself near the photographers, watching others work out their poses and offering his unsolicited advice.]

Lean on your elbow! It looks more casual!

[Do you listen or ignore him?]

arrival.

[frostfist]

[ Unfortunately, the only person available to usher Taryon inside is one of the aforementioned shirtless people who seems perfectly fine with exposing half their skin for everyone to see. Wriothesley lifts his hand for a little wave, a comfortable smile on his face. ]

Here for the calendar?

[ Come on in, no one here is going to bite. ]

rodion | limbus company | open

[axethrows]

001.

[At first, she was trying to see what the 'catch' was when someone is offering this job while she was passing by. Extra kryptos are always welcome to come into her pockets, but sometimes things are too good to be true or there is always something off. There is always a 'catch' while working in The City. A little bit of looking around and watching everyone else, she ends up joining in; it's not often she gets to show her body off.

If anyone is a fan of 6ft curvy women with some muscle and a large set of breasts, congrats, there is one right here for your viewing pleasure. Thanks to the sporty crop top she is wearing, you can notice the scars scattered around her torso and arms along with her tattoo sticking out. She actually got her hair put up in a high ponytail for once, which feels really weird and she is fiddling with her hair as she is waiting for her turn in front of the camera. She kind of stares out in the air a little bit, but once someone takes notice of her, she is quick to get out of her trance and smile at them.]

Hiya~ If you want to keep staring, be my guest. I know, I know, I am sight for sore eyes, right? [At least she's got the confidence in herself to do this type of work.] I'm free if you want to chat a little bit. I don't bite.

[She can absolutely bite, don't take it the wrong way.]

wildcard.

[Anything can happen here, I am just here to party on so feel free to throw anything at me! After the photoshoot, she will be hanging around to eat the pizza & other snacks because she is no fool to ignore free food tbh. 🧍‍♂️]

wildcard, but maybe a bit of 1!

[yuwon]

[ while some of the food has been perfectly normal in this place, some have been quite strange. perhaps, the future's perception of the culinary world was substantially different than what most was accustomed to. akin to how attracted he was to the murim world's food, as he had a strong preference to asian cuisine, he has similar tastes here. always opting on something a bit closer to home. in this case, however, it was mostly...

pizza, pasta, wings, and ... boba with baked beans in it. (how did i lose my link to this...) but, that said, he appreciates those who have a good appetite, if just because that felt familiar to him. it reminded him of drinking and feasting alongside his companions, though...

he's quick to stop reminiscing when his eyes happen to meet with hers. ] Is that any good? I couldn't help but look since you were eating so well. [ it's blunt, but for the record, this may very well be his effort at conversation...

may. ]

toji fushiguro | jujutsu kaisen

[assassinsgreed]

1. THE JOB

<sub>[ A. Although Toji would rather be out killing people for money, it's hard for him to resist hoe-ing himself out for some extra cash, especially since money was so slim here on arrival. Maybe you saw him during orientation, or in the simulation, or from the festive hologram pop up ad that Kakashi made for him. Either way, he's here to barely work and get paid for it because that's what he's all about.

Maybe he's posing with you-- he has a pose that he favors a good bit, or if there's a firefighter pole around, he's going to be latched onto that. As for his outfit, he's in trousers held up by a set of suspenders that are a bit too small and nothing else. Pose with him? Tell him to stop hogging all the attention? They have gotten enough photos of him already!

B. Alternatively, he'll be by the snack table, eating what he can. He's fast, so if there was that last snack that someone might be eyeballing, he's gonna snatch it out from under their nose. ]</sub>

2. THE BREAK

_{[ Nothing much to say here other than the fact he's sitting on the ground with his head kicked back, still in his skimpy little outfit, and... he's asleep. Passed out. Completely zonked like any freeloader would be while on the job. You're welcome to disturb him or take a nap with him. Being in the model business is hard work! ]}

3. LEFTOVERS

_{[ For the walk back home to base, Toji is going to take as much leftover food as he can, stuffing it in his firefighter pant pockets. He's got a shirt on now, at least, and he's making his way out on the streets. Maybe someone else is on their way out too and would like to be escorted back. Whether you want his attention or not, he does look over at anyone who might be nearby: ]}


Easiest job I've ever done.

_{[ because Toji doesn't do jobs unless they're hitman jobs, so.. yeah. ]}

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[wheft]

[ oh hey, that sure is ishmael's next-door neighbor. she hasn't really gone out of her way to talk to the guy until now, so she may as well acknowledge him with a tilt of her head as they make their way back to the base: ]

Is it? I mean, anyone can just sit back and look pretty in front of a camera.

[ and yet she not a fan of it, with the way she wrinkles her nose at that. but hey, at least there's free food. ]

Lucy/Kaede | Elfen Lied | open

[saudadist]

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[ Lucy's not having a fun time of things. She's too tense whether she's leaning on the thankfully not at all sharp fire axe or the fireman pole. It's not because of the outfit. She doesn't mind the bikini or the heavier than it looks fire jacket over top of it. It's just finally hitting her that people might see her on this calendar. Her.

So yeah, she's blanching something fierce and scowling instead of smiling. ]

"Not even one smile?!"

I told you...it's difficult.

[ The photographers have had enough and turn to the nearest model(-to-be) because surely someone else can help with this?? ]

"Alright, you get in there with her or something."

Wait...


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[ She's regretting this entire night. The whole thing. So as soon as the shoot's over, Lucy's bailing outside. It's like ten years have been siphoned off her life for how drained she looks. ]

I'll make you a free coffee if you buy me a beer so I can forget this mess.

[ She's not expecting it to work, honestly. Her nerves are so wrecked she's attempting to make a joke. ]


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