Roof, Saturday Afternoon

[life_inshadow]

America's Next Top Model Tara Maclay -- in lingerie, full makeup, and tottering heels -- was posing along the edge of the roof.

It was cold on the roof, and a little high up, but that was okay. This was for art, or at least a Cover Girl contract. Tara smized and tooched her booty just that little bit more. She was not going to be the contestant

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[abitlowkey]

Well, there was someone who was even more niche market than her. A god who inexplicably woke up as a woman this morning because he was destined to model.

"Hey," he---she said upon arriving in the model penthouse. AKA: the roof.

[life_inshadow]

"Hi," Tara flirted. "Did you finish your shoot yet? Mr. Jay is so intense."

Or Tara was easily confused. Possibly both.

[abitlowkey]

"He kept making these faces at me," Loki replied, biting her perfectly made up lip as she looked away. "I'm going to be cut for sure."

[life_inshadow]

"You will not," Tara assured her, reaching to put a hand on Loki's shoulder. "You're way prettier than half the girls here. You totally have the high fashion look."

[texted3times]

Eric was not out on the roof smizing for the cameras.

Eric was by the doorway, sniffling to a different set of cameras. "It's not fair, you know?" he said. "It's a medical condition. I can't go outside during the day. They should be more accommodating. I could sue for discrimination, you know."

[abitlowkey]

"I don't get any accommodations," Loki replied as the makeup artists took care of her look. "And I'm just as limited!"

There was a flash to her in the confessional, hair wrapped up to not spoil when it was filmed.

"Just because you have issues like 'bursting into flames in the daylight' doesn't make you any better than the rest of us!"

[texted3times]

"Well, being stupid isn't legally protected," Eric shot back, then added, "bee-yotch."

[abitlowkey]

Loki looked as though she might cry, but was staying strong for the cameras. "Is being a horrible person part of your 'condition'?"

[ihavediabetes]

Stacey had spent a lot of time trying out her poses in the mirror, in full view of the other models. Which in an interview, meant, "I want to be America's Next Top Model. I want to be that girl who the other girls may not like, but when I'm out in front of the camera, I can make it my bitch."

She paused, looking a little sad. "I just hope they don't hate me for taking this seriously. But I need this."

And then she was back to working it in front of the mirror.

[life_inshadow]

Tara stood to the side, biting her lip a bit as she watched Stacey.

"Stacey's strong," she said in a confessional. "Way too intense sometimes ... but strong."

To Stacey, she said: "How's the signature walk coming?"

[ihavediabetes]

"I think I've got it," Stacey said confidently. So confident that it would probably take her halfway through the cycle before she started being told that being confident was her problem. "As long as I can make it through the next shoot, I think I'm safe."

[life_inshadow]

"Oh, good. And we probably have some time before go-sees," Tara nodded, all mock sympathy.

[wesleynotponcy]

"Tara, sweetie! Is everything all right?" She looked Distraught. As her sassy gay sympathetic hairdresser-slash-confidante, Wes was concerned.

[life_inshadow]

In her confessional, Tara burbled, "It's awesome having Wesley here. I feel like he really understands, y'know, some of what i go through as a gay person in this business."

To Wesley, she said: "It's all good. I just ... kind of need a robe."

[wesleynotponcy]

"I'll see if I can pull a few strings, hon," Wes said with a conspiratorial wink.

[life_inshadow]

Tara clapped her hands in delight. "You are so my BFF."

[mparkerceo]

Parker sashayed onto the roof and was Fierce in the direction of the camera. "Tonight. SOMEONE GOES HOME."

Parker made it sound like they were going to be shot at dawn.

"Especially if they refuse to jump off the roof!"

[life_inshadow]

"I'm ready to jump whenever you need me to, Tyra," Tara said, sounding positively eager.

... suck-up.

[mparkerceo]

"Good!" Parker barked. "Work it, work it, remember to flash your teeth and stick out your chest and make it look natural! NO FEAR! Camera people! Get ready! Tara! Pose yourself! And remember to smize!"