Boolprop’s Next Top Model
Hellooooo! This is not a real post. It is a fake post. A shameless “I’m still here but too lazy to write the good stuff” post. But still a post! Are you proud of me?
Maybe you should be, ‘cause I just fulfilled my 13-year-old self’s grandest ambition.
Many of you probably know about Boolprop and/or have been active members of the forums sometime in the decade they’ve been around. I spent a truly shocking portion of my early teenage years on there, spewing my embarrassingness all over the Internet to be immortalized in archives rather than into real social interactions. Most of my time was spent in the “Competitions” subforum, where various members hosted Sims-based creative challenges. There were a lot of them back in the day, but the one you just had to get in on was the admin-run “Boolprop’s Next Top Model.” It was a multi-round showdown with eliminations and medals and all that fancy stuff. Being a little tweenybopper idiot, I was usually too intimidated to enter. I did, once, and flunked out fantastically in the first round.
Well, at some point I drifted away from Boolprop and every time I came back after that, the site’s general activity had taken a nosedive. So imagine my surprise when I checked in mid-summer to find Boolprop reborn! My old account was gone and so were my medals, but so were my embarrassing posts so that worked out okay. AND I was just in time for the sign-up round of BNTM Season 10.
Four months of crazy fun competition later, the finale results are in and I’m way too excited to say that my model and I were crowned winners! This post isn’t supposed to be gloaty, but I wanted to share my entries with you guys in case you might enjoy them at all. There was some really impressive creative work done all around, so check out the competition thread here. Special shout-out to Heather who was runner-up and Sammy who also put in some stunning entries!
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Charlie Blake is a fireball. It’s a good thing she lives on a houseboat in Isla Paradiso, where she has plenty of opportunity to cool off. When she isn’t arguing for sport, she’s arguing for body positivity and self-esteem in young women. Her friends have given up on interrupting her long, impassioned rants about the patriarchy. Charlie is a lifeguard by day and a bartender by night, alternately saving people from drowning and helping them drown their sorrows. She enjoys bonfires and barbecues but will abandon any conversation for a plate of firecracker shrimp.