( 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!

Comments

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.

👉👈

[wheft]

[ ishmael blinks up at rodya, who is clearly showing off her tall, model physique and all. just look at her!! she definitely fits in more than ishmael, and ishmael can't help but feel even grumpier for that. we all can't be tall and sexy, you know! ]

Rodya, I already told you. You don't have to coddle me like a child.

[ PLEASE.... SHE'S HANDLED WAY, WAY WORSE... ]

And too late, they already gave me a whole lot of trouble. What do they even have against this headband anyway? Does it really matter in the long run? Actually, don't answer that. I wouldn't know.

[ she may be a city gal once upon a time, but she was one of those boring corporate slaves, okay u_u ]

🫶

[axethrows]

[You are so sexy in your own way, Ishmael, wdym!!! The freckles, the long orange hair, a strong personality... So many good quailities that Ishmael got and someone here got to be the hype man here.]

Sorry~ I know you are a big girl who can take care of herself. It doesn't mean I have to stand there and watch folks make you uncomfortable.

[Let Her Care. And maybe help hide a body if things get too crazy. Which, you know, there is a chance that it can happen.]

They probably think it doesn't fit in with the whole shoot or whatever. I dunno, I have never done a job like this one. They flattered me how I looked and offered payment so here I am~

[She continues to watch the area in front of them, people moving around like a mad house.]

Any reason you decided to take this job?

[wheft]

[ WE AREN'T KILLING ANYBODY, RODYA. at least, not yet anyway. thankfully after their voyage in ucorp, ishmael hasn't been having the urge to lop off heads lately. but you never really know when she's already this ticked off...

as for that question, she clears her throat to compose herself. ahem. ]

I just did a favor to this guy I met at the base. Said that he'd call me if he knew a way to get more cash, but...

[ gestures at. everything. ]

Honestly, I'm surprised you never tried getting a job like this before. You're practically a natural, Rodya. [ she could've been a model if the city isn't that fucked up, lbr. ]

[axethrows]

[YOU NEVER KNOW, this is what The City does to people... Even if Dante did say something along the lines that killing won't solve everything, but sometimes things that you don't want to happen will happen. Every action got consequences and all of that-]

It could always be worse! Extra money is money in the end, but I can see how this can be overwhelming for some folks.

[Ishmael will get a small pat on the shoulder, a little gesture that everything will be fine.]

Thanks, sweetie. [A long sigh as she takes a moment to think.] It's not that I wouldn't go for those jobs, but things like that being offered in the Backstreets... Best to play your cards smart if you got them.

[Yeah, the usual Backstreet horror stories. She would love the attention and other benefits, but things might get dull for her real quick along with other issues.]

[wheft]

[ ...oh. ]

Mm. Makes sense.

[ she's backstreets-born like her former roommates on the bus, but she's heard of the horror stories -- from mere money scams to unsavory things like trafficking. either way, this calendar photoshoot fares a lot better compared to the things she heard from the city. that's just how far gone their world is. ]

Compared to the shit we went through a U Corp, this is practically a walk in the park. [ sighs. ] Anyway, I should get my hair fixed before they bitch me out again.

[ hmm. actually, should she ask rodya if she could help with her hair emergency? she looks at the other woman with a request on her lips, but she's having second thoughts. she's trying to bond with the only friend she has right now, but... it's hard....... 🥺 ]

ii

[plagiarists]

[ That's the first time someone apologizes for giving Sooyoung an opportunity to document their embarrassing moments (assuming that Ishmael is a light drinker, but that's for her to discover) and it puts her in a somewhat good mood. ]

Drinks are on you, I hope? [ Sometimes good mood means someone will pay for you. ] Don't tell me it was that bad.

[wheft]

[ oh, it's sooyoung. not gonna lie, ishmael didn't think she'd take up on the offer, but it's probably because she thinks it's free... ]

No, sorry. You'll only be graced with my good company and that's that.

[ does she look like she has money, hsy (she'll think about it, tho) ]

And it wasn't that bad, I guess. I just wasn't used to that line of work, is all.

[plagiarists]

[ If she only knew she was so painfully obvious... wait, she wouldn't do a thing about it, probably. ]

Good company? We'll see about that.

[ Says the person whose company is questionable at best. ]

Killing monsters is more up your alley, I guess?

[wheft]

Well, I am a sailor. Comes with the territory.

[ NO IT DOESN'T

there's also being a sinner on the bus with a task to retrieve the golden boughs while fighting abnormalities along the way, but even now she's still following the NDA of her contract. ]

Did you even join in the modeling gig? Unless you're one of those photographers flitting about.

[plagiarists]

No it doesn't? Unless you're a sailor exterminator or something.

[ What the hell are sailors forced to do back at your world, girlie... ]

Of course I joined the modeling gig. No one would make me take pictures, it would be such a waste to make a beauty like myself to do that.

[ Is Sooyoung drunk already if she's saying such things??? Unfortunately, no... ]

[wheft]

Wow, I could've sworn you're drunk already when we haven't even found a place to park our asses yet...

[ sooyoung is pretty in her annoying way, but. come on now. ]

I mean, unless if we're talking about small bodies of water like rivers or streams, you're bound to encounter monsters at sea, right?

[ because they're that common, obviously. she's going to scan the street they're walking down in for a bar, immediately spotting a dim pub around the corner. perfect. ]

I

[saudadist]

[ As a fellow redhead (sort of), Lucy can sympathize. A bit. Luckily, she convinced (read: glared at until they assented) the photographers to go with another theme. She's just glad to be taking a break from that mess for now, clad in a robe because her outfit is cold. ]

You could create the illusion of water putting out a fire. Something like blue ribbons attached to the headband. Or flowers.

[wheft]

[ gingers, redheads, same thing. probably. ishmael blinks at lucy's suggestion, a hand reaching up to fiddle with the bows of her headband. ]

I guess we can replace the ribbons with the blue ones for the meantime... Flowers might be overdoing it, I think.

[ it is odd that they're making this girl put on a robe, actually. ]

What did they make you wear?

[saudadist]

[ Despite how she seems, Lucy has no problem tugging open her robe for a second to show the bikini top underneath. But for the sake of not flashing Ishmael, she ties it back into place right away. ]

Swimsuit. It's cold in here.

[wheft]

[ she blinks. ] They're really making you wear that here?

[ a bikini? at least ishmael got off easy with just a crop top... ]

Maybe you should grow your hair out like mine. Then you can just cover your front and nobody will nag you about it.

[ it's joke ]

[saudadist]

[ She had a jacket and they humored her with a bodysuit for exactly one picture but yeah. Bikini all the way. She hates it a lot. ]

It used to be longer...so that's not a bad idea.

[ Though she's making a point not to go to gigs like this on word of mouth only in the future. ]

[wheft]

[ amen to that..... but anyway, back to the matter at hand. ]

You know where I can get ribbons around here, then?

ii.

[tidemark]

[Childe hadn't intended to put himself out there as a model, but when he heard of the opportunity to earn a little extra money—in addition to recognizing a few of the faces already in attendance—the choice is easy. And throughout the photoshoot he is not only amenable to the suggestions of the photographers but surprisingly photogenic; he finishes sooner than everyone else, changing back into his clothes, sociably chatting with the staff on hand.

Afterward, he spots a familiar head of bright red hair in the crowd and makes his way over.]

Hello again, comrade. [Yes...] I'd be happy to join you for a drink.

I saw you posing earlier, [just to make this as awkward as possible] you did well! Haru, one of the makeup artists—she said it's possible our photos may be featured on the same month. Do you think we look similar? Perhaps we should have taken one together. [Scarred gingers...]

[wheft]

[ OH, IT'S CHILDE... or tartaglia. ishmael hasn't decided on what to call him yet. seriously, why does he have so many names?

regardless, the mere mention of posing and photoshoots has her making a face. ugh. don't remind her, man. but she will let him walk alongside her as they start moving away from the crowd after a long day of embarrassing herself. ]

Should we? Everyone's going to think that we're related or something.

[ it is rather uncanny, now that he brought it up. the red hair, the freckles, their battle proficiency... it'd be easy to mistake them as siblings if nobody knew the wiser. but that's weird to think about with some guy she just met, tbh. ]

At least you're having fun. I'm never taking this kind of job again if I can help it.

[tidemark]

[He's happy to walk with her, more than a little amused at the idea they could look related, but otherwise unbothered by the day's events.]

Oh? Did you dislike it that much?

[It's colder outside, but he doesn't seem too fazed by the change. After all, it certainly isn't comparable to Snezhnaya.]

You seemed quite decent at it, though.

[wheft]

Which one? The part where we look related, or the entire...

[ gestures wildly with hand. she's just going to assume the latter till further notice. ]

That's because anyone can just sit back and look pretty in front of the camera. I mean, I know you already have it in the bag. [ is he a genius? no, it probably doesn't matter whether he's one or not. ] Maybe I'm just embarrassed. No one's ever lined up to take pictures of me, that's for sure.

[tidemark]

Yes, that's what I meant. In front of the camera. [What a compliment... He laughs, lifting one hand to rub the back of his neck. It isn't out of self-consciousness; he's just surprised.] It's not something I am practiced at myself.

From what I've heard, the more you do it the easier it gets. So perhaps you only need to acclimate. It seems they were pleased with you, regardless of how you thought you actually did.

[With a smile, he nudges her shoulder companionably. HAVE MORE CONFIDENCE, COMRADE.]

It's over with, and now we'll have money for something to drink. Hm?

[wheft]

[ DEEP SIGH ] I suppose...

[ she nudges his shoulder in return. still a little grumpy, but she's willing to let go a little bit of it for now. ]

I'm serious when I said I'm going to get black-out drunk tonight, by the way. You're going to have to carry me back to our rooms when that happens.

[ you're the designated driver now, childe, ]