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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: Jennifer Rowan Character Portrait: Jackson Ashe
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Jackson kept a small, nervous smile on his face. He didn't want to look like he wasn't confident in himself, because he was aware that he was rather attractive - Or at least, that many people thought him so. His kept his eyes on Jennifer, not wanting to look rude by glancing away as if in disinterest or letting them wander in any direction that one might mistake for perverted. His one emerald green eye had a kind spark in it, while the other seemed to lack something. It seemed grayer, duller, but only if you stared into it for quite a while. Soon, he became conscious of the chance of it being notice and looked up at the ceiling, figuring it would be the safest place to look away.

"It's certainly not what i was expecting - The show, i mean. I knew what it was like, i guess, but..." he trailed off tapping his collarbone a bit harder before stopping, realizing he would go out on stage with little red dots on it if he continued. ", I suppose i forgot about the nude part." he breathed before wetting his lips with his tongue out of nervous habit. "I hope no one gets it too bad," he thought out loud, wistfully. He was very clearly a compassionate person, very easy to like.

Then, the five minute mark came and he froze, every muscle in his body tensing - which, strangely, wasn't unattractive at all. He watched as everyone began to line up and swallowed, going to join the line. He felt exposed, but knew he would have to simply get used to it if he wanted to win, or even have a hope at winning. What they had to say, he'd take it like a man, he couldn't let things that that damage him too badly. He began to stretch his arms across his chest in preparation, psyching himself up for walking out in front of the judges. He'd be confident, but not cocky, modest, but not overly, and perhaps even sexual, but not raunchy. Oh gosh, this was the time that he would have to be thankful for the drama department in his high school.