So You Want to be the Nation's Next Top Model; Episode Two.
It was Monday night, and so there was another episode of So You Want to be the Nations Next Top Model on! It's the first real episode, so who will win the whacky challenge? Who will have drama in the house? And who will be the first one to be sent. home.?
It was morning at the phat (with a PH) pad shared by the SYWTBTNNTM house: bright, idyllic, peaceful. Until that nice stock soundclip of the happy chirping birds was rudely interrupted by that annoying, grating, groan-inducing soundclip of an alarm clock. That just kept going on and on and on.
"Oh, my God," complains Viki from the confessional, about to rip her hair off. "If you're going to set your alarm clock for four in the morning, Vereneschia, get up at four in the morning!"
Cue various bitching about this or that by various models. Chad snores, Seth leaves wet towels in the bathroom, India used the last of the milk. And then there's the suggestion of a scramble.
"So, it's a regular morning, right, and we're all doing our usual things," Dianna says, giggling, "and, then, ohmigosh, Anne finds we've got a Tyra mail and we've got to go to our first challenge."
Cue Benny Hill music and footage of models dancing to speed-photography across the house to get ready, and then cut to them filing into a really big Hummer, looking like none of that just happened and like they really did just roll out of bed. The Hummer then takes them to some random location where they meet with Flamboyant Host Number Two, who is about to school them all on Models Basics One-oh-One.
"I've got this one in the bag, baby," said India. "I've been doing this forever. I can walk and pose in my sleep."
Cut to scene of India posing and Flamboyant Host calling out and wondering if she's posing yet or falling asleep.
Basically, Jon, Jake, and Anne need help and no one is surprised to find out that quirky Rebekah can only stomp. Tara is surprisingly fierce and Chad and Seth, both with very powerful struts and massive muscles, wind up shirtless and in a walk-off, much to the delight of almost everyone except for Viki, India, and Brenton.
"Yeah, yeah, we get it," says Brenton. "You're hot when you're shirtless, especially when there's just a little bit of sweat and you flick your hair out of your eyes, Chad, or you move your hips like that at the end of the runway, Seth. But really? I mean, I'm secure in my masculinity and sexuality, but no one needs to sit through that."
"I think Brenton was so totally jealous," Jake adds with a giggle not dissimilar from Dianna's.
Jake is too cheesy in his poses, Dianna way, way too sexy...
Of course, the editors decided to show Chad in confessional, a long silence followed by, "...yeah, she's okay...."
Rebekah's the high fashion one and then there's more of Seth and Chad without their shirts. The winner, out of no where, though, ends up being Miles.
"What?" Viki asks. "Because he smiles with his nose?"
The winner gets a few extra frames at the photoshoot, which the Host is very ambitious about and the models are sent home where their boredom with being locked in the house can develop into some juicy fights for the audience. Tara is accused of drinking some of Dianna's Juicy Juice, and, annoyed with them both fighting over it, Vereneschia pours it down the drain. Over in the pool, Jake and Brenton are swimming while Rebekah and Chad are talking about cats or something, and it totally doesn't turn into a big gay competition between Jake and Brenton to impress Chad and get his attention through splashing and water wrestling, really. Brenton spends at least three minutes in the confessional explaining how they were just having fun, really, because he has a fiance back home, and Jake's a little punk, anyway.
Jake insists he was trying to impress Rebekah.
Miles and John talk a little bit about their hair.
And then they have their photoshoot! It's promised to be a hard challenge: they have to make themselves look pretty and passionate in a headshot in black and white. No depending on fancy photoshopping here (except, of course, to get rid of blemishes, even if it costs millions of dollars). It goes well; the photographer struggles to get some emotion out of Dianna, but the camera loves Viki. And Seth throws in a shocker when he agrees to do his shot without his hat!
In the judging, Anne is criticized for wearing flats and seeming short and somehow Chad winds up without his shirt again, probably because he was wearing one of his butt-ugly Aloha shirts. The judges discuss, which will be glossed over because there's a lot of them, but mostly the reiterate stuff that's been talked about in the episode, before the final judging occurs.
First called is Brenton, who does a fist pump in the air and macho posing as he comes up to claim the first call and is praised for his intensity.
He's followed by Anne, who blew them away especially considering her lack of experience, and Jon for the same reasons.
India and Chad follow, noted for their good pictures but that they weren't surprising due to their previous experience. Miles is close behind Chad, they say. It was a tough one (Chad won out because of the lack of shirt, probably).
Verencia, whose name they pronounce wrong and spend three minutes trying to figure out, and then comes Viki, who resents being called too commercial, especially when Rebekah before her got props for looking so unique. Jake looks too deer-in-headlights, but there's potential, they say and they expected more from Tara.
And that just leaves Dianna and Seth. They go on and on about how Dianna is way, way "too Playboy" and how she needs to be "fashion sexy" not "slutty sexy." And they like a lot about Seth's, especially how he was daring and took off his hat, but, in the end, it just wasn't enough, Dianna was given a second chance, and Seth was sent. home.
"I even took off my b**ping hat for those b**pes!" Seth said in his parting words, sniffing a little as the footage of his packing goes by. "It sucks to be the first one to go. It sucks, too, because I never really got to show them what I could do without my hat, or with it, or anything. And, really, the viewers are going to miss out. Who else is going to have shirtless walkoffs with Chad? Brenton? Yeah, right. Peace out, b**pes. This isn't the last you'll hear of Seth. Or his hat."
[[ I put way too much energy into these, heh. OOC welcome! Broadcastable over the island if'n you want! ]]
It was morning at the phat (with a PH) pad shared by the SYWTBTNNTM house: bright, idyllic, peaceful. Until that nice stock soundclip of the happy chirping birds was rudely interrupted by that annoying, grating, groan-inducing soundclip of an alarm clock. That just kept going on and on and on.
"Oh, my God," complains Viki from the confessional, about to rip her hair off. "If you're going to set your alarm clock for four in the morning, Vereneschia, get up at four in the morning!"
Cue various bitching about this or that by various models. Chad snores, Seth leaves wet towels in the bathroom, India used the last of the milk. And then there's the suggestion of a scramble.
"So, it's a regular morning, right, and we're all doing our usual things," Dianna says, giggling, "and, then, ohmigosh, Anne finds we've got a Tyra mail and we've got to go to our first challenge."
Cue Benny Hill music and footage of models dancing to speed-photography across the house to get ready, and then cut to them filing into a really big Hummer, looking like none of that just happened and like they really did just roll out of bed. The Hummer then takes them to some random location where they meet with Flamboyant Host Number Two, who is about to school them all on Models Basics One-oh-One.
"I've got this one in the bag, baby," said India. "I've been doing this forever. I can walk and pose in my sleep."
Cut to scene of India posing and Flamboyant Host calling out and wondering if she's posing yet or falling asleep.
Basically, Jon, Jake, and Anne need help and no one is surprised to find out that quirky Rebekah can only stomp. Tara is surprisingly fierce and Chad and Seth, both with very powerful struts and massive muscles, wind up shirtless and in a walk-off, much to the delight of almost everyone except for Viki, India, and Brenton.
"Yeah, yeah, we get it," says Brenton. "You're hot when you're shirtless, especially when there's just a little bit of sweat and you flick your hair out of your eyes, Chad, or you move your hips like that at the end of the runway, Seth. But really? I mean, I'm secure in my masculinity and sexuality, but no one needs to sit through that."
"I think Brenton was so totally jealous," Jake adds with a giggle not dissimilar from Dianna's.
Jake is too cheesy in his poses, Dianna way, way too sexy...
Of course, the editors decided to show Chad in confessional, a long silence followed by, "...yeah, she's okay...."
Rebekah's the high fashion one and then there's more of Seth and Chad without their shirts. The winner, out of no where, though, ends up being Miles.
"What?" Viki asks. "Because he smiles with his nose?"
The winner gets a few extra frames at the photoshoot, which the Host is very ambitious about and the models are sent home where their boredom with being locked in the house can develop into some juicy fights for the audience. Tara is accused of drinking some of Dianna's Juicy Juice, and, annoyed with them both fighting over it, Vereneschia pours it down the drain. Over in the pool, Jake and Brenton are swimming while Rebekah and Chad are talking about cats or something, and it totally doesn't turn into a big gay competition between Jake and Brenton to impress Chad and get his attention through splashing and water wrestling, really. Brenton spends at least three minutes in the confessional explaining how they were just having fun, really, because he has a fiance back home, and Jake's a little punk, anyway.
Jake insists he was trying to impress Rebekah.
Miles and John talk a little bit about their hair.
And then they have their photoshoot! It's promised to be a hard challenge: they have to make themselves look pretty and passionate in a headshot in black and white. No depending on fancy photoshopping here (except, of course, to get rid of blemishes, even if it costs millions of dollars). It goes well; the photographer struggles to get some emotion out of Dianna, but the camera loves Viki. And Seth throws in a shocker when he agrees to do his shot without his hat!
In the judging, Anne is criticized for wearing flats and seeming short and somehow Chad winds up without his shirt again, probably because he was wearing one of his butt-ugly Aloha shirts. The judges discuss, which will be glossed over because there's a lot of them, but mostly the reiterate stuff that's been talked about in the episode, before the final judging occurs.
First called is Brenton, who does a fist pump in the air and macho posing as he comes up to claim the first call and is praised for his intensity.
He's followed by Anne, who blew them away especially considering her lack of experience, and Jon for the same reasons.
India and Chad follow, noted for their good pictures but that they weren't surprising due to their previous experience. Miles is close behind Chad, they say. It was a tough one (Chad won out because of the lack of shirt, probably).
Verencia, whose name they pronounce wrong and spend three minutes trying to figure out, and then comes Viki, who resents being called too commercial, especially when Rebekah before her got props for looking so unique. Jake looks too deer-in-headlights, but there's potential, they say and they expected more from Tara.
And that just leaves Dianna and Seth. They go on and on about how Dianna is way, way "too Playboy" and how she needs to be "fashion sexy" not "slutty sexy." And they like a lot about Seth's, especially how he was daring and took off his hat, but, in the end, it just wasn't enough, Dianna was given a second chance, and Seth was sent. home.
"I even took off my b**ping hat for those b**pes!" Seth said in his parting words, sniffing a little as the footage of his packing goes by. "It sucks to be the first one to go. It sucks, too, because I never really got to show them what I could do without my hat, or with it, or anything. And, really, the viewers are going to miss out. Who else is going to have shirtless walkoffs with Chad? Brenton? Yeah, right. Peace out, b**pes. This isn't the last you'll hear of Seth. Or his hat."
[[ I put way too much energy into these, heh. OOC welcome! Broadcastable over the island if'n you want! ]]