Thread: Image Adjustment (Devilla-Roche and Delicious Lust)

New York City, 2XXX Mariah was never too happy with herself. It was never a matter of depression, though she did always find it hard to truly stand out among others and completely out of place. This was especially true, now that she was in an age where everyone seemed to be either present or found some way to make themselves look pretty. There were even massive industries where people were paid well for their looks, rather than any talents or substance they might actually possess. She knew that perhaps she was born out of time, where the past was more conservative. There were always pretty people, undoubtedly a fact of life, but there were people who were respected for their intelligence. Mariah could never flatter herself so much to think that she had great intelligence either, which would perhaps think of other alternatives or carve a niche for herself, no matter how hidden in may be in this new age. Sometimes she would dig up old books or magazines, reading up on the age of old and dream about living back then. Back then, there was interest in other things beyond looks, they say that there was even an interest in space exploration to Mars! However, that was forgotten about. People now seemed more content to cater to themselves on Earth, satisfy their own needs than dream about the beyond. The world of the present stagnated drastically, but it still managed to survive somehow. Ultimately, Mariah had to live in the present. She was still young, just barely out of high school and now had to carve a life for herself. Most people didn't quite notice her, she had a thin frame without any assets to speak of and stood only five feet tall. She had long dark hair, though it was unruly and difficult to fashion into anything elegant. Her skin tone was rather pale and couldn't hang on to a shade of colour, regardless how much time she spent outside in the smoggy day. She was rather average in appearance, not ugly to be honest, though that wasn't exactly enough for people to pay too much mind to her. Not in this age. It was rather difficult for her to even find a job, seeing as those who didn't benefit so much in looks typically held down their job securely as it was also their niche. Perhaps in both sides of the spectrum, Mariah found herself unable to compete. It was a difficult call for her to make on where to proceed next, but there were apparently solutions to her personal predicament. That's where she was recommended to a Doctor Mihakovna, who was apparently a doctor who specialized in image adjustment. There were many names for it, but the results were ultimately the same, transformation for the better. Mariah heard many urban legends regarding such doctors, that they weren't always beneficial to the person and were out to take money from others with little promise. Seeing as her options were few, money wasn't exactly a concern to her and she could stand to lose much more than her possessions. Mariah didn't exactly dress much to stand out, favouring a simple set of jeans and a sweater that gave her the appearance of more bulk than she really had. She pushed her reservations behind her and entirely made her way inside to the offices of Doctor Mihakovna. If she got strange looks, it wouldn't matter so much, as she was likely going to be pretty and glamourous like the rest of society soon enough.