fandomhigh | Detention, The Dangershop

There was a runway in the middle of the danger shop. This couldn't bode well for anyone with a detention.

At the end of the runway was a picture of Deadpool looking, dare it be said, fierce. It was a mystery just how he had perfect makeup done OVER the mask, but sometimes it was best to leave things unknown. Below the picture was a sign in sheet for all the little juvenile delinquents to give their John Hancock to.

~~Dick Casablancas~~
William Kessler
~~Cindy Mackenzie~~
~~Elizabeth Sherman~~
Dean Winchester
Sam Winchester

Once all the students were in the danger shop, Deadpool sashayed down the runway in a Marvel Girl costume. The yellow thong made him feel so liberated, like he could take on the world.

"Goooood morning ladies and ladies with more masculine attributes. Today we're going to see if any of you have what it takes to become Fandom's next top model. You will have to go through a series of very important tests to see just who has what it takes to become a super model." A pause. "And a some tests just for my own amusement. Enjo~oy."

[[ooc: ~~Please wait for the~~ OCD is up. *whimper*

~~ETA: 12:15 Central Time - AFK for a few hours to be social, I will pick up all the fierce pings when I get back~~ BACK!]]

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"Smile with your eyes," The photographer said, moving around and snapping pictures as much as he could. "Wooooork iiiiiit."

Mac hasn't quite figured out how you're supposed to respond when told to 'work it', but she does make a vague attempt at smiley eyes. This probably leaves her with a 'deer in the headlights' look, rather than 'fierce', though.

"Stop squinting at the camera!"

Click. Click click. He never stopped taking pictures.

"No squinting, got it," Mac muttered. She gave up at the smiley eyes, and went back to pouting, because that took far less effort, and hopefully the photographer would get bored if she didn't do anything.

The photographer stopped suddenly.

"Jump in the air. We want movement. Jump!"

Mac resisted the temptation to blurt 'How high?' and just bounced. Once.

It was his own fault if he didn't catch it.

He didn't.

"More action! More!"

Having figured she'd done the jumping bit, this time she just waved her arms around in a way she hoped was at least semi-artistic. "Better?" she asked.

"Okay now pretend you're a bird. The beautiful cardinal, about to take it's first flight."

Okay, that was a bit much for Mac.

She eyed the photographer suspiciously, hands on her hips. She kind of looked like a bird... if you squinted. Alot.

"Flap your wings darling! Flap your wings!"

He flapped his arms to give her an idea of how to move.

There was no. way.

Mac didn't move, or she did, but only in as much as she cocked her head to one side to give him a 'no freaking chance' look.

One last click and the photographer dropped the camera and walked away for a latte.

"Get this girl off my set!"

"Don't need to ask me twice," Mac muttered, immediately heading off to get out of here.

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