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Welcome to the quaint shop of Rock Paper 8<, where clothing commissions of all sorts are welcomed. Need a tear sewn right back up? Need a Halloween outfit that can drip all sorts of suspicious red liquids? Need an extravagant ballgown that can shoot firewoorks from the bodice? Come straight to Snyder's tailor shop then. Prices are generally ranged depending on the service and work demanded for a commission, but prices can be cut down sharply as long as one is willing to act as a model.

xxxxOwner: Snyder Couture
xxxxxxxxWorker: Open!

xxxxHours Open: 2 pm - 12 am
xxxxxxxxClosed: Weekends and Holidays

Zzz… Snyder snoozed away, practically sprawled out on her desk from an extremely late night of sewing designs into fabric.. Yes, she was a ‘she’ today. After all, her schedule consisted of her being nocturnal, so it was no surprise that she’d fall asleep mid-work. Of course, the unfamiliar chime of the door opening brought her back to reality because seriously, she hadn’t had anyone come into her shop in a year. She gingerly stood up from her seat, making sure to brush off any pins or needles that might have attached itself to her in her sleep, before popping up in front of the man. “Welcome to Rock Paper Scissors, sir. How may I help you?” She paused, realizing how dull that sounded. She was a tailor. Not some secretary. Then again, she couldn’t think of anything right on the spot, especially when her brain was still trying to wake itself up. Snyder merely extended her hand out to the man. “Excuse the boring introduction. Anyway, I’m Snyder Couture. What can I do for you?”

(( OOC: I’m sorry for the short post. ;~; ))

It had been awhile since he spoke to the nice tailor from Valentine's Day, but it didn't mean John had a right to forget about the invitation the woman had given to both him and Lyra. He was just so wrapped up helping Ms. MacMahan all the time! It felt like every time he turned around on the farm that she was buried under some hay or.. or something! He couldn't help being so focused on making sure she was okay every day and doing that along with greeting his sheep pals every day just took up a lot of his time. He would still have to apologize to the girl and maybe she would still let him model for her! It seemed like something fun to do, especially since Wilhelm seemed to have enjoyed his modeling career an awful lot. He was a mix of hopeful and apologetic as he entered through the doors to the shop, but then the sight of Snyder threw his hope out the window and allowed guilt to take over.

“I'm sorry!” Was his first words as he walked up to the owner, “For not showing up sooner and,” Oh, jeez, he hadn't seen that guy here. He frowned even further as he looked to the other man, “I'm sorry, did I interrupt? I'm going to stand over there, I can wait-- If you want me to wait here?” He shifted his eyes to Snyder again, “I can wait outside too. It's a nice day out, I'm okay with waiting outside. I'll go wait outside.” That said, he started for the door so he could wait outside and maybe hold the door open for anyone else that wanted to come in because he couldn't just stand around doing nothing.

Finally! His time had come to shine! Who would have thought that Nirvani was looking for Models, right when he was running out of money! This was simply perfect! Wilhelm was as giddy as could be! He had spent all morning practicing his best poses, like "Blue steel" or "Le Tigre" and his secret weapon, the "Magnum". Oh, he was sure to get hired on the spot. And if there was any other competition, he was fairly confident in his good looks to end up being chosen anyway. He was a professional male model who was charming as hell, after all!

He entered the tailor shop with his best grin on his face and started to look around to see where he was supposed to go or who he was supposed to talk to, when he spotted his favourite best ever cousin! "Hey, John! hey! hye! John! Hey! John! Hey! Hey! Hey John! Hey! Heeeey! John! John! It's me! Hey! John! How are you? John! Hey!" Had John heard him yet? Maybe he wasn't loud enough, but then again, he didn't want to bother whomever was supposed to hired him. He knew that those fashion designers could be a little eccentric and it was better to stay a liiiiitle bit calm. Which, as far as Wilhelm was concerned, simply meant that he shouldn't break everything in the store by vibrating too much due to excitement.

The girl that was with John also looked familiar. They had probably went to school together when they were kids, but it was hard to remember exactly who she was. Oh dear Goddess, was that making him an awful human being? It was totally making him an awful human being. There was only one thing to do: Act as if he remembered her and they were Bffs since forever. And so, he started waving energetically toward Lyra, like only Wilhelm and a squirrel on speed could do. "Hey! Hey! And how are you doing? Long time no see! Everything's going on well? How's life? I'm back on the island! Obviously! How are you? We should totally get together one day and catch up! It's an awesome idea! Awesome! Yes! I'm here for the model audition! Oh Em Gee! Are you guys here for the model auditions too? We should totally all audition together! How awesome would that be! Awesome! So Great! Let's do it! " Mission accomplished.

Sethrian was not expecting other people to show up within five minutes of his arrival. If Snyder was overwhelmed, Sethrian sure as hell was not happy about this development. Especially not when some idiot with a big mouth bounced into the shop like a retarded puppy and started gushing rainbows and sparkles everywhere. Good Lord, it was like watching an ADHD twelve year old on crack. Just the site of him made Seth retreat as far from the noise as possible, with the intent to leave as soon as the door cleared.

"You're not interrupting; stop fretting," he told John, wondering why the poor man was so timid and flaily. Then again, the retarded puppy seemed to know him--that was probably enough to emotionally cripple anyone on the planet.

It was really unfortunate but his boss's daughter showed up, apparently fill the same request. And that was pretty much enough to seal the deal for him, right there. He did not want to strip in front of Lyra. He doubted he'd ever live it down--though he wouldn't really mind seeing her in a state of undress. It would at least give him something to long for on cold, lonely nights. Then again, her dad might kill him if he heard about it. Ugh. Why, why, why did she have to show up? She was also scowling at him--a look he returned with unrestrained disdain.

"For God's sake, shut the hell up!" he snapped to Wilhelm right as Snyder (thankfully--Seth liked her already) told him the same thing. Just somewhat nicer. He wanted to leave but...Snyder had seen him. And spoken to him. That made leaving a little harder and running would be more humiliating than Lyra seeing him undressed.

Ugh.

This was about where he wanted to start beating his head on something. Why did he ever bother to leave his house, again? Sethrian gritted his teeth and, mostly to save face, yanked his shirt over his head and started to fold it. "I'm fine with changing right here." He looked across the room at Lyra, raising an eyebrow, as if daring her to do the same.

Oh this day was progressively plummeting to the ground. Lyra really wished that this particular request had warranted some better people, but she supposed it gave her the upper hand. Honestly, if it came down to it, she knew she could beat all of these guys out with her beauty. She had dropped her gaze from Seth just in time to hear the arrival of another person. She turned her head, ever so gracefully, to look at the new competition. Thankfully, it was another boy! Not that she was dying to be in a sausage fest, but the general lack of women upped her chances even more! Though, she did which she could put a muzzle on this one. "Hi." ******** if she remembered what his name was, but she had to keep up appearances when a great job opportunity was on the table. "It's good to see that you're still..." Oh what was he? She wanted to say hyperactive or bat s**t crazy, but that seemed highly unprofessional. "Alive." Yes, that was a compliment in itself. He was alive, after all.

She was very glad to see Snyder taking control of the situation. She nodded as the heels were handed to her. "They're very pretty." She had to say something even if she was pretty sure that these would break her neck. Good thing there were some nice-bodied men around to catch her if she happened to fall. She was even happier when the little yappy dog was instructed to shut up by Snyder (and then a nice manly roar saying the same from Seth). Then, she was slightly shocked when they were instructed to strip. Ah, getting right down to business. How refreshing! She couldn't help but turn her head towards Seth as he said he didn't mind stripping. Once he did, she was even happier that she had chosen to look. Though the next part caught her a bit off guard. What in the world was that look? Was he taunting her? Oh, two could play that game! She was about to drop John's arm and peel her shirt off of herself when John began to move. "Goddess ******** dammit, John! Couldn't you have just let go of my arm?!" She ripped her arm away from him and tried her best to not stare at those goddessawful underwear.

What in the world was that even? Oh, she really didn't care. John was one piece of art that she did not want to ever understand. "Oh, I'm fine here, too." She stared intently at Snyder, refusing to even look at Seth in this moment of do or die. She pulled her shirt off over her head and tossed it to the ground before unbuttoning her pants and kicking them onto the same pile. Once off, she placed her feet into the heels and stood at her new height before looking over her shoulder with a sly smirk at Seth.

Staring. That was what Snyder was mainly up to as she scrutinized the potential models. While she did that, she briefly wondered what she even had in stock for them all to wear, but that thought was for later. The main thing she needed to address was John’s underwear because that face was seriously disturbing her. “John, can you take off your underwear too? I don’t care if you grab some trunks from the drawer next to you or go commando. Just take it off.”

The next thing that came to mind was that these people had much better bodies than she did. That meant that they could wear her clothes pretty damn well. She was probably being biased, but hey, it was her show here. All of them would be perfect. Even the loud one. Mainly because she got to see them strip down and got to admire their bodies.

“Well, I still haven’t gotten your name yet, but I want you and Lyra to walk together. Just from one side of the room to the other. John, you can walk with Blondie, um, I don’t know your name either. You people should really introduce yourselves, so I can stop saying ‘you.’” As if Snyder didn’t notice the sexual tension between certain people. It was exactly why she made her decision. It made for a more interesting show after all.

Oh, Wayne, he was just messing up everywhere today! He didn't know what he had done exactly, since she had grabbed his arm in the first place and he thought that she would let go when she was ready because he didn't want to force her, but he still should have realized that Lyra was a lady and bound to get uncomfortable around another man who was pulling down his pants beside her. Oh, he really hoped she didn't think he was flirting with her or.. or presuming something, he was honestly just following the instructions! John wanted to kick himself as he stepped back a few wide paces to separate himself from Lyra and Sethrian, staying near Wilhelm because, well, at least he didn't seem mad at him. In fact, his cousin was staring at him the same way he always did, even if he was really quiet. Actually, now that he was quiet, it was starting to be a little.. weird..? Had Will always looked at him like that and John just – no.

No, gosh, Will was the kindest person he knew, he couldn't ever think the man was creepy! He shook his head and gently took Will's hand off of his shoulder, not wanting to upset him the same way he had upset Lyra earlier as he changed into different underwear. So, while the others spoke, he gave a nod to Snyder and walked off to go change, cheering up a little at the idea of working beside Wilhelm – ah, he was hoping that the man would arrange it that way! Sethrian and Lyra seemed to be pretty good friends, after all, with how often they looked at eachother. He soon came back in plain nude trunks, going back to stand next to Wilhelm and watch Lyra and Sethrian do whatever Snyder was going to instruct them to do!