( 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

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? ]

🥜

[frostfist]

[ YUWON.....THAT'S SO COLD... 💔

Haha, just kidding, he's not bothered by that remark. Always nice to see a familiar face around, even if said familiar face is essentially telling him to shut the fuck up. (Which, fair, sometimes he gets a little too mouthy for his own good.)

He unfolds his arms, spreading them apart palms facing upwards in a relaxed half-shrug. ]

I doubt LILITH would have brough me here to fight these 'kaiju' if I hadn't.

[ He says this, smile still on his face, but there's a steely glint to his eyes. Perhaps unsurprisingly, he's not over the fact that he's been brought over here and modified with any sort of consent. He may technically be a criminal and criminals might technically be the first to be chosen for things like this, but that doesn't mean he has to like it, even if he's already doing his best to adapt to this fast-paced environment.

But that's deep and they're not here to talk about that. Time to talk about more pleasant things instead, like 💋. His smile grows a little wider, a little more cocky, as he leans over towards Yuwon. ]

Is that so? And yet you seemed perfectly amenable the last time I showed my mouth.

[ I'm godmoding that they kissed during mistletoe because I do what I want. ]

[yuwon]

[ whether you're born with power or honed it over years, he presumes no one comes into without a certain degree of a hardship. it just so happens that these trials and tribulations are etched onto the man's skin, as if mapping out his past. though, no one but the man himself or his enemies could likely navigate them, or comprehend them.

it's an ironic thought that kind of makes him chuckle under his breath. though, it's hard to tell from the outside looking in to see what he finds so humorous. especially, as wriothesley thinks he's so funny apparently?? ] That's a bad habit of yours. [ he says as he inches closer, as if trying to play the role of being threatening, despite there actually being no weight to his words. ] You'll get in trouble one day if every part of you is that loose. [ including those 💋.

why is this already applying mental damage to me. ]

[frostfist]

[ i like how we said we were both going to het and this immediately became yaoi

His lips quirk up even more in a wider smile, a small laugh huffing out between his lips. ]

Who says I haven't already gotten into trouble?

[ Maybe not for the act of kissing-and-telling, but certainly for other things. Was it necessarily deserved....? Murder is still murder, after all, no matter the reason. But even he has enough tact not to bring up homicide in the middle of a perfectly good (flirty?) conversation. ]

Personally, I like to think my bad habits only add to my character rather than detract from it. Surely you have a few bad habits of your own?

🍰

[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.

[frostfist]

[ Can't believe he's been rejected twice now, however will he cope with this devastating blow?

By checking out Ishmael in her crop top, apparently. It's a good look - he's not blind, after all - though he is admittedly more interested in her own scars, his gaze traveling over their uneven patterns across her skin. ]

Would you believe me if I said I got them fighting a deadly monster?

[ He sounds the same as he always does - casual, almost teasing - so who can truly say if he's telling the truth or not. He lifts a hand, gesturing towards her own set of markings. Apparently he conveniently became hard of hearing as soon as she told him to stand still. ]

Are yours from all the time you've spent on the high seas?

[wheft]

[ if she noticed him staring a little longer than necessary, she's not going to point it out. y'all act like this is your first time seeing a girl show skin, help...

anyway, she just gives him a shrug as she gives up on readjusting her camera for now. ]

I'd buy it. But now I gotta ask why you were fighting a deadly monster in the first place.

[ was he going to arrest said monster. is that even possible? don't they have monster rights or something? ]

Hm? Mine? [ she looks down and... oh. those. ] Yeah, it's unavoidable. The Great Lake isn't really the safest place in the City. But I don't get why we have to expose skin for this photoshoot if we're supposed to be fighting fires.

[ she'd also gotten some of these scars from constantly dying gruesome deaths and reviving all the time, but that's way too many details to merely relay to someone she'd just met. something something about how some scars won't simply fade away. ]

[frostfist]

[ Okay but he hasn't seen her show off skin yet?? It's Different...... ]

Didn't I tell you? [ He didn't tell her SHIT. ] The place I lived was next to the sea. Lots of terrors living down in the depths, ready to take a bite out of you if you happen to be so unlucky as to fall in. Monsters are still monsters, whether on land or sea.

[ Not a complete lie. Even if he's never encountered anything terrifying personally, there's enough unexplored terrority out in the waters that the presence of something ready to tear his face in two is more than probable. Not that he'll ever find out now. But that's fine, he likes keeping his skin.

As for these fires they're supposed to be fighting... ]

From what I can gather, this whole affair seems to be more catered towards earning a large profit than any sort of life saving mission. [ Truly money makes the world go 'round. ] Which means we probably don't have to take it all too seriously. [ And that means: ] What was it you were trying to figure out with that?

[ With a point to the camera still in her hands. He'll stand still now if she still needs it.... ]

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.

[frostfist]

[ the -san at the end of his long-ass name is taking me out

Anyway I guess Wriothesley continues to be shirtless for this thread, much to my everlasting dismay. He straightens as soon as his name is called, though he pauses halfway to the set when he spies a familiar face. ]

If it isn't Megumi.

[ I guess they introduced themselves at some point, they live in the same hallway after all. ]

I see you're already getting a headstart on earning some extra [ not Mora, what's the currency here called again— ] kryptos. And without having to resort to illegally gained organs to boot.

[seaurchin]

[ i'll be real with you i copied his name from your tag and put it in my tag so i wouldn't need to spell it ]

[ They do live in the same hallway but Megumi also stalked his profile. ]

[ Megumi is thankfully, blind to smexy bodies, so he regards that shirtlessness with the most levelled nonchalance. Sorry if you wanted to be oogled today. Is this more awkward or less awkward to do when he knows the other person? He decides on 'more awkward'. ]

Harvesting organs is a difficult and tedious process. This is just easier. [ He actually googled said process after their conversation. And by that, I mean I did, so FBI please don't incriminate me it's for RP ]

[frostfist]

[ HELPPPP you're so valid for that

Luckily for Megumi, Wriothesley has been ogled enough today by various people, and he's more than happy to have a normal conversation with a normal person that doesn't involve him being reduced down to his physical assets. (Of which he, unfortunately, has several.) ]

You're not wrong there. Body disposal is an awfully arduous task. Not to mention messy.

[ Why does he sound like he's speaking from personal experience...? Don't worry about it. They have work to do anyway, and so he'll finish making his way to the set so he can stand around appropriately for these photos. ]

Are you the one giving instructions today?

🫖

[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. ]

[frostfist]

[ Has Wolfwood ever considered not smoking and saving the lungs of all the people around him? No?

Wriothesley gives that cigarette a pointed look but doesn't comment on it. Honestly there are far more interesting things to discuss than a man's bad habits (of which he also has many). Such as: ]

You sound like you're familiar with these types of events.

[ Has he modeled for one before, maybe? He may not be the most buff man around these parts but he's not half-bad-looking. People always go for the dark, brooding type. ]

[yoke]

[ wriothesley gives his cig a Look and wolfwood's grin just turns more crooked as he blows a thin stream of smoke up above them. he's unapologetic about it; if they really didn't want him to smoke, they should've put some signs up. not that wolfwood would follow those anyway.

more importantly, he can't quite stop the laugh that bubbles up—more abrupt than he'd like. ]

Think ya need to get your eyes checked, buddy. [ the experimentation did give him a sturdier body; good bone structure, even if he looks fit but in a healthy stray dog kind of way. the serum had gotten rid of the more prominent scars he would have sustained over time, though some of the marks still remain. ] But nah, I'm not. Just looks kinda all over the place.

[ case in point, he nods to the next model getting their photos taken, cradling a carton of eggs as they dangle from a firefighter pole. ]

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 think we have enough, actually

[frostfist]

[ Ah, if it isn't Miss Notyourbusiness. Always nice (?) to see a familiar face. His smile grows a little more pointed when she speaks, like this is some weird game of cat-and-mouse he's determined not to lose. (Will he end up losing though? Most likely.) ]

Are you interested? I'm afraid I don't show them to just anyone for free, not even to a [ what was it again? ] girlloss like yourself.

[ Someone pat him on the back for that one. ]

[plagiarists]

Come on, it's not for me. It's for a good cause, obviously.

[ Look how benevolent and generous Miss Notyourbusiness is now. This isn't about throwing Wriothesley off at all. ]

Is there any reason you didn't call me that earlier? Like... it took you five business days to come up with it, PUKE?

[ She's going to be nice and match the theme. ]

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. ]

there is enough cake to go around...

[frostfist]

[ GET OUT OF HERE

Or don't, so we can actually keep this thread going. And in the name of keeping this thread going, Wriothesley is not going to leave Blade alone despite the sullen loner vibes he's giving off. Not that he's in the habit of harassing people just because he can, but there's nothing wrong with a little bit of conversation. Especially since it doesn't look like he'll be moving in line any time soon.

He raises an eyebrow, amused. ]

Those are dangerous words, you know.

[ What if he wants to [redacted]? (He is not going to [redacted].) ]

all thanks to wrio

[sparse]

[ can't believe val is out here denying people the sack

Honestly, it's not like Blade can leave even if he wants to. Kafka told him to stay put, and like the good dog he is, he's doing exactly that, and now he has someone to talk to while waiting for time to pass him by. ]

How are they dangerous?

[ Is this man really thinking about [redacted]? Not that it's even on Blade's radar, but it could be. ]

I'm just telling you to do whatever you want.

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.]

who needs cake when miss rodion is right here *_*

[frostfist]

[ Queen, you are helping so much.

Wriothesley can appreciate a healthy amount of confidence, especially when it comes packaged up so nicely. Does he know anything about this woman, no, but somehow he gets the feeling he won't mind spending some time in her company today.

His smile grows even wider, and he takes a step closer. It's loud in here, yanno? ]

A wise suggestion. Might as well make a few extra kryptos while I'm here. Money is power, after all. [ To a certain extent, at least. ] It won't cost extra to get your name by any chance, will it?

we can both have cake here hehehe

[axethrows]

Ooh? You are a smart man. I like that. You can never have too much money after all so you should take this extra chances while they're open.

[One's wealth shows how much quality is in their life. And hello, she's okay with the closeness since it is a bit noisy. She hums a small note as her name was requested.]

Hmm~ I'll be generous today. It won't cost you extra, but I only ask for your name in return. Sounds fair, darling?