turps | (no subject)

I was playing Sims earlier, and ended with this....yeah.

As always, part of what makes it so funny to me is the skins I download look nothing like the people they're supposed to be. Except for Justin, who remains one of the best skins ever.

NSFW sim pictures behind the cut.

Welcome to the search for Musical Top Model. We took a variety of men from a variety of groups and invited them onto the show.

So meet:

Chris Kirkpatrick - Nsync
Justin Timberlake - Nsync
Kevin Richardson - BSB
Brendon Urie - Panic
Ryan Ross - Panic
Gerard Way - MCR
Mikey Way - MCR
Frank Iero - MCR

Before he even said hello, Gerard was at the easel.

Despite his anti social start, the group began to bond.

Gerard: Hug me, Mikey!

Mikey, hisses: Come on, Gee. We're being filmed.

Justin; So, I really love pearl necklaces.

Chris: OMG! Me too, they feel great against your skin. Have you ever tried rubbing it in?

In the house for all of an hour, Mikey takes his hair straighteners into the shower with him.

Kevin, tries not to laugh: Are you okay?

Gerard: Fuck, Mikes, you have to be careful.

Chris: Man, burnt hair stinks.

Justin: Moron.

Mikey: ....

Later that night, we observed as Mikey and Gerard slipped outside.

Mikey: Gee, I love you but this has to stop. You're not really a tree.

Gerard: I can feel the life that thrums in the ground. It energises me, makes me become one with the earth.

Mikey: ....

Full of woe after Mikey hauls him from the earth, Gerard decides to indulge in some self-love.

Kevin: *leers*

Ryan: For fuck's sake, Way. What are you doing?

Gerard: *touches self and concentrates on nipples* See something you want?

After such a wanton display, the other models started to become closer too. The next morning and talk soon turned to important issues.

Justin: So I cupped her breasts and said, momma....

Chris: Fuck, Justin. Do you have to?

Gerard, his voice low and face hidden in the smoke from his ruined dinner. Hey now, there's nothing wrong with incest.

Ryan was overjoyed, well smiled a little, when he found a piano.

Sadly Ryan's constant practicing soon drove the others insane.

Gerard: Shut the fuck up!?

Justin: Why!? Why me!?

Mikey was pained too.

Mikey: NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

Conflict reared when Gerard turned while showering and saw Kevin wanking while watching.

Gerard: What the fuck are you doing?!

Kevin: Pant pant gasps groan.

It was enough to make mini Gee flop.

However, in another part of the house, in an unexpected development, Mikey and Frank were getting to know one another.

Frank: Fuck, yeah, Mikey, like that.

Mikey: lick slurp suck lick

Later that day and there's an awkward meeting outside of the bathroom.

Frank: I don't know what come over me.

Mikey: Look, can we discuss this later, I'm peeing myself.

Frank: *Looks interested*. Have you ever tried gol....no, hi.

Distracted, Frank goes to cook dinner. It doesn't go well.

Frank: arghhhh!!!!

Failboat Ryan fails.

It seemed that Mikey was more invested in the idea of being with Frank than he'd mentioned before.

Mikey: It's just, I need to know if it's a one time thing?

Frank, unable to look says, quietly: I don't know.

Upset that Frank can't give him an answer, Mikey deals by taking a long shower, imagining that his woe is being washed away.

It doesn't work. He deals by offering to blow Ryan and Brendon, even though Brendon naked is disturbing as all hell!

Brendon: Your lips.

Ryan: They'll look great wrapped around my dick.

Mikey: ...

And then goes back to his first love.

Exiled from the main group for being creepy, Kevin is forced to sleep on the sofa.

Kevin: *has tears of woe*

While Chris decides being outside is better than remaining in the house of simmering sexual tension.

Confused about the situation with Mikey, Frank decides he needs time alone. Only to realise he has no money. He takes drastic action.

Frank: Oh, please. I'll do anything. Just give me some money for bus fare.

Mikey sees that Frank is trying to leave. He consoles himself with a sandwich.

Mikey: ....

Later that evening and Kevin decides he'll give them a reason to not talk to him. He decides from now on clothes will be optional.

Chris doesn't seem to mind.

The next day all 8 men travel to the studio, where one will leave. They line up, nervous.

All knowledgeable announcer: Gentlemen, this week your pictures were taken in an informal setting. Some of you produced fantastic shots. Some disappointed. Could Ryan step forward.

Ryan: Sure.

Ryan, are you ready to see your best shot?

Ryan: I guess.

He looks, expression never changing as a picture flashes up on the screen.

Ryan: I love it.

AKA: We do too, we think it shows a wistfulness, a sense of loss. Were you thinking of anything specific at the time?

Ryan: He's silent for a long moment. My best friend, he's back in Vegas. He and I ....

AKA: That's great, can Gerard step forward.

AKA: Gerard, are you ready for your best shot.

Gerard: I am.

He looks, and his smile dims for an instant. Well, it's not the best I've seen, my body seems out of proportion and I could be smiling more and I don't think the foot thing worked.

AKA: It's been suggested you look like a hooker.

Frank offscreen : Hey, Gee. She saw you on your corner last week.

Gerard looks over shoulder: I saw your mom on my corner last week.

Frank: Picking up your mom.

AKA: Moving on, could Mikey step forward please. He does and the screen changes. Your best shot.

Mikey: I look like an alien.

Gerard offscreen: You look awesome, Mikey.

Frank offscreen: I'd do you.

Ryan offscreen: Me too.

Frank offscreen. I will fuck your shit up, Ross.

AKA: And now Brendon. The screen changes.

Brendon: He smiles even brighter but it's obvious that he's trying to hide how he really feels. It's okay.

AKA: We felt you were going for coy innocence and ended up looking constipated.

Brendon: smiles even wider. Yeah, okay. I can do better.

AKA: I hope so. Could Justin step forward.

Ryan offscreen: Who let big bird in?

Justin, turning angrily: Are you saying I've got a big nose?

Ryan: That's exactly what I'm saying.

AKA: It's not as good as expected to be honest. You were going for pretty ugly and ended with fugly.

Justin: I'm JRT, I can do better.

AKA: And we expect you to, can Frank step forward. He does, and the screen changes.

AKA: Frank, and this was your best shot.

Frank: What the fuck? It's terrible. He leans closer to the screen. My dick looks good though.

AKA: We struggled to find any good shots of you. You need to calm down, be one with the shoot.

Frank: Bite me.

AKA: Chris, step forward. He does. This is your best shot

Chris, smiles: I like it!

AKA: We do too, though we'd suggest a wax. No one likes a gorilla.

Chris: Some people like hair.

Ryan offscreen: I like beards.

Chris: See!

AKA: Whatever, now could Kevin please come forward. This is your best shot.

Kevin: I like it.

AKA: It looks like you're scratching your ass.

Kevin: In a very sexy way.

AKA: If you say so. Now we're going to deliberate, because only 7 can go forward in the search for Musical Top Model.

So, vote away. The person who gets the most votes will leave the next time I play.

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