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located in Future Utopian America, a part of Are You Hot?, one of the many universes on RPG.

Future Utopian America

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Character Portrait: Tony "Griff" Griffith Character Portrait: Dylan Springs Character Portrait: Jackson Ashe
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Jackson listened to the buzz of conversation around him, alternating between looking at the ceiling and looking at the ground. He didn't want to look at someone and make them uncomfortable, although it was partly so no one could focus on his eyes. Being around all these gorgeous people with magnificent bodies who were competing with him in a beauty competition was nerve wracking, and he was trying to keep people form noticing it. After all, he needed to give the money to his family - For what they'd done for him, they deserved to life a nice retirement, not a penniless one. Hearing the minutes countdown, he bit his lip somewhat nervously. He looked up in surprise and apologized as someone lightly bumped into him.

He smiled at them apologetically and they smiled back before their expression quickly became a straight face, then their eyes flickered downwards. Jackson flinched and almost moved to cover himself, but remembered he couldn't afford to be shy in this competition, although he very clearly became uncomfortable. Tell him to go out in his boxers and he'd strut it out no problem, tell him to go out naked and he'll shuffle nervously towards the exit. Once they had wandered away, apparently part of the HAM team, he made his way to the further corner away from everyone. When the girl was told to put her arms down, he glanced over just briefly before looking at the ceiling again. 'Poor girl,' he thought to himself, frowning. He was sure the exposure was very uncomfortable for most of the ladies, and sympathized. 'I hope everything goes alright,

Then, he was being assaulted. He figured he had just been saved for left as the HAM team descended down upon him. They seemed to not even care there were no mirrors about, unlike what many of the TV shows suggested, with them being surrounded by bright lights and mirrors. For some of the times, he bend down a bit for them to get to his hair. He knew he was a bit on the taller side, and not all the girls were comfortable with reaching that far up to work. As they wandered away, he was astonished at how quickly they worked. Jackson frowned and reached across his chest, rubbing his arm nervously as he looked back down. 'Just do your best,'