Cassie (Green hair) and Phoebe (blond) are OCs of
DepthDropper 
I'd like to think this happened the day after

from
Samarkana 
Comments and Feedback welcome!
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Allison returned home bright and early. Her room mates were busy getting breakfast before going about their days.
Ally: "Gooood morning girls!"
Cassie: "Hello Allison. Got tired of being squished by your mysterious Boo (if he is real)."
Ally: "No actually! I had a modeling gig, and they let me stay over night! It paid pretty well too."
Ally waved a small piece of paper in the air.
Phoebe squeed in support of her friend. "You have to show me the pictures!!!"
Ally: "I will. But you know, they said they wanted me to send more talent their way."
She looked at Cassie and smiled. "And I KNOW Cassie would love the fame and fortune this brings."
Cassie tried to look disinterested, but her green eyebrows twitched.
Cassie: "Please! Any place willing to keep you and your plain outfit that long must be really..."
Ally got the check into Cassie's face, making sure she had time to count the digits. Underneath it in her hand, she held the flier for perspective models.
Ally: "And I already got thousands of likes overnight!"
Ally blinked, and Cassie was gone, replaced by a heart shape puff of green smoke trailing out the door.
Ally: "Works every time. Oh, Phoebe? Do you want to help me test an invention? I think you can use it to help Cassie...
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Cassie arrived at the address. An energetic man in a sleazy suit, a black mustache, and sunglasses answered.
The Director: "Oh, hey! You must be the new girl Ally said she could swing for us!"
He adjusted his sunglasses, looking the green haired beauty over. "And a real knockout too! She told you about the details?"
Cassie smiled, trying to look as cut as possible. "As long as the job pays, I'm the last model you'll ever need. Where do you need me?"
Director: "Alright, we're going to do a test shoot, right here. Now, stand here..."
He directed Cassie in front of a wall, then backed away with his fingers forming a rectangle to frame his hypothetical shot.
"THERE! Now, strike a pose for me. Sultry, cute, whatever, give me some energy."
Cassie flipped her hair back, and held her arms open to show off as much skin as possible. She closed her eyes and waved her hair around.
Cassie: "There, how is tha-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!"
*WHAM*
The giant piston retracted, showing a very surprised Cassie.
Director: "No no no! You need to hold the pose through the painting process. We'll need to try again. Do we have anything here that can wash her off the wall?"
Phoebe: "Um....Ally said you might want this?"
Phoebe sprayed the wall and Ally's new power washing. In seconds, Cassie's paint like body was peeled off the wall, dripping to the ground.
Cassie: "What?! Phoebe! Don't turn me into paint again! Tell Allison she's a balblrblbrlbrlrbblb---"
The rest of her remark was lost to the liquefication process. Once all of Cassie dripped to the ground, the familiar green glow of Ally's restoration beams surrounded her, and
*POP*
Cassie: "...monster...whooooa." *THUMP*
Cassie fell to the ground, stunned by her recovery.
Director: "Alright! Get up, one more time! And hold that smile!"
Cassie: "Huuuh?"
*WHAM*
* * Twenty Takes Later * *
Director: "THERE! That's it!"
Phoebe: "Huh?"
Director: "Look! The squares of green around the circles of blue! Her fabulously tanned skin as a background to all these bright colored shapes! The green triangle around it! I didn't know your friend here could do Picassos!"
Phoebe: "Pikachus?"
Directory: "No! Not-...look, never mind that kid. Here, you said Ally sent you here with that machine?"
Phoebe nodded. The director pulled out another check and scribbled a number on it.
Director: "Here, take this. It's pay for your friend, your time, and for Ally to make another ten of those. She said she was going to show me some useful tech after that other model...I think it was Molly?...made a mess melting everywhere. This is perfect for us!"
Phoebe took the check, looked at the numbers, and folded the check into her pocket. She grinned slowly, and fell over, stunned into stiffness.
Director: "Oh! That smile! Hey we need another canvas next to this one! Ally sent us a two-fer!"