[scarlettniles]

"Other than being a huge ass for two days straight? I don’t know. Maybe you set something on fire. A kitten, probably."

[olliebushell]

Ollie's brows knitted together. It was evident from his expression that he was deeply confused. "'Scuse me?" A huge ass? When? He gave her a look. "Scar, I don't know what you're talkin' about."

[myla-pieske]

"I’m fine." From the sudden change of  personality, she was taken aback for a  few moments. There was a slight frown,  and the pair of them seemed as lost as  the other. “But you were being an ass.  Now you just look confused.”

[olliebushell]

He squinted in confusion, nose wrinkling when he was called an ass. "An ass?" He tilted his head in questioning. "An' I am confused-- confused over what you're talkin' about right now. We've..." He trailed off when he spotted the bird mess on the girl's shirt, at which point he didn't hesitate to remove a packet of tissues from his pocket and offer them (albeit slightly awkwardly) out to her. "For er, that."

[olliebushell]

myla-pieske:

"I simply asked you not to point out  something I was already aware of.  If either of us have the stinking  attitude, it’s you.”

"Awuh well lookit us, we have so much in common with our sunny personalities and stinking attitudes. Even it that isn't exactly possible." Jesus Christ, he sounded like Zelda Niles-- what was wrong with him just then? For a brief moment he was pulled out of whatever haze had him acting so ass-like, and he frowned, pausing only when he noticed the expression on the other's face.

"--Er, everything cool with you?" He looked around him; how'd he get here?

[olliebushell]

"--Jesus, why is everyone I try and talk to today bein' all funny with me? Did I do somethin'?"

[olliebushell]

myla-pieske:

"Well, aren’t you a ray of unwanted  sunshine.” Her hands crossed over  her body as the stranger continued  to look her over. She was in no mood for pleasantries.

"The same could be said about you? Only difference bein' that you wear it way better than I ever could," meaning the bird mess, "the perfect shade of shit to match your stinkin' attitude."

[myla-pieske]

"If you’re going to comment on  the bird shit on my shirt, don’t.”

[olliebushell]

Ollie stared at the girl for a good few seconds before, with a blank face, said, 

"--you've got bird shit on your shirt."

[scarlettniles]

She gave him a thoroughly unimpressed look when he mocked her legitimate fear of touching the floor; folding her arms and shaking her head along with it. She’d never known Ollie to be this mean. Usually by now he probably would have piggybacked her to the kitchen and maybe up to her room if she asked nicely (probably with some dumb nickname thrown in, but that was neither here nor there). “Dagny doesn’t have a phone. I think she’d eat it if I gave her one. Or just break it.” 

The talk about pushing made her move back on the sofa, frown appearing and entirely ready to kick him if he did decide to come over and do just that. “If you try to push me off this sofa I will rip every single piece of hair out of your head, make a rope from them and then strangle you with it.” That might have been an over-exaggeration in any other situation, but nobody else really seemed to understand what touching the floor meant. 

"Yeah, I do have my power back. Do you want a demonstration? Maybe a trip to the Sahara Desert while we’re here?"

[olliebushell]

"Then you're perfect for each other. Dumb and Dumber." Ollie's smirk was tight, and not at all genuine, which seemed even more out of place on his face. What was wrong with him? He normally came to the aid of anyone in need of it, even the people he didn't particularly like could garner his help if they asked; his actions right then were completely out of character, but hell if he knew why. 

At her threat, his face grew sullen. It appeared very easy to irk him just then, which was another questionable characteristic of which he never normally had. "I'd burn you before you could even lay a finger on me." His hands came down to his sides, they didn't light up, but he did stretch his fingers as if threatening to. The words felt wrong coming from him, so wrong, in fact, that saying them aloud made him hesitate. He looked away, frowning. "...Sorry, Scar, I have no idea why I said that."

[scarlettniles]

"What?" Scarlett frowned at him like she was more confused than offended — which she was. Was it not abundantly clear to him that the floor was dangerous? At the suggestion she looked at the pillows (of which there were four small ones) and then at the distance between herself and the door that lead to the kitchen. It probably would have worked if she moved pillows forward once she got to the end, but what if people took them? Or knocked them away? Then she’d be stuck in the middle of the floor on a tiny pillow, and she wasn’t sure how long she’d be able to stay standing. "No, that won’t work. Can’t you go steal a wheelchair from the infirmary for me? I’d owe you a favour. Like, a huge favour."

[olliebushell]

Ollie rolled his eyes, which he never normally did, and hopped up off of the table he'd previously been lying on. His feet hit the ground, at which point he proceeded to sarcastically flail around, feigning agony. "Oh noooo," he lamely cried, before abruptly stopping to add-- "a wheelchair? You're joking. Phone your human-sized lapdog to carry you around if you're serious about this, whatever this is." He briefly gestured to her predicament, his expression lighting up when an idea came to mind. "I mean I could help you. If I came over there and pushed you onto the floor, then you'd realise that it's literally just a floor." He rolled his eyes for a second time. "They remove a few brain cells in that facility place, as well as your power? Though I'm hearin' y'got that back now, so I suppose the stupid in you is just... innate?"

[andysmcnally]

[scarlettniles]

"Of course it’s not gonna hurt me.” Scarlett rolled her eyes, sounding exasperated as she shifted in her crouched position on the sofa. “That’s the point. It’ll hurt other people. So I can’t touch the floor and I need you to give me a piggy back. You’re not doing anything important anyway, you can eat grapes while you carry me. Or just give me the grapes — I’m starving, I’ve been stuck on this stupid sofa for like four hours.” 

[olliebushell]

Ollie popped another grape into his mouth before he looked at Scarlett. His brows had risen, and he eyed the girl as if questioning whether she was mentally challenged or not. "You're being stupid." He added, "or immature, or both. Seriously. How old are you? It's embarrassing." He found himself with a shorter temper than usual, and with a frustrated sigh he sat up, frowning. "Use the pillows to make yourself a bridge or something, I don't know."

[scarlettniles]

"Hey! Can you just — I need to get over there.” Scarlett called out, clambering to the other side of the couch and reaching out to grab the person who was walking past. For a second her footing wavered and she was sure she was going to fall off, an almost inaudible squeak of fear leaving her mouth. When she managed to steady herself and return her attention to the person in front of her, she looked somewhat stressed. “I need a piggy back. I can’t touch the floor.”

[olliebushell]

"No." Ollie's response was quick and blunt. He knew who was asking for help, but it mattered not. In fact, Ollie cared so little about Scarlett's stupid problem, that he didn't even look her way, he just continued to eat his grapes. "It's just the floor. Not like it's gonna hurt you."

[olliebushell]

You seem to have gone through some kind of personality swap, and for the next two days you act completely the opposite of how you normally would.

[holly-chameleon]

Holly was looking at her bookshelf trying to find a book, she swore it was here last week when she was cleaning. Holly heard someone walk into her room. “Wrong period sweetie, I don’t have a class this period.” Holly turned around and saw who it was and flashed a smile at them before noticing who it was.

[olliebushell]

"Sweetie?" Ollie repeated, face blank for a moment. He quickly shook his head and added, "--I don't take theatre, acting, er, whatever it is it's called here..." He trails off, uncertain on whether to explain himself. He decided to do so. "Someone left me a note? Apparently? It said I was supposed to meet them here for some reason. Don't know why." He glanced around. "Guess they didn't show though."

[eva-castor]

Eva closes her eyes after seeing the false penis drawn out of the assumedly female person before her. She’s only made the atmosphere worse for herself by walking in on something she had no reason to be privy to. Now Eva can barely resist tearing at her skin. Awkward emotions always make her feel the worst and she begins to back toward the door as she says, “Well. I have no experience with Drag Kings or fake penises so I should leave you to it then. Hope that works out for you. Please don’t let it be any more awkward than you’re already feeling.”

[olliebushell]

Ollie had taken to wobbling the willy about, as if that'd help ease the awkwardness that the girl in front of him was apparently displaying more of than he was actually feeling. Sure it was embarrassing for him, but Ollie was emotionally stunted or, a little less harsher than that, not a glass case of emotion. In fact the guy's calmness went so far as to affect his power usage. When she'd started to retreat however, he hesitated and lowered the penis. "Are... you alright? I mean-- it's embarrassing sure, but... for me, not for you; you don't have anything to be embarrassed over, it's cool. Unless you've got a fake penis in y'pants too, in which case, er, join the party." He laughed a bit.

[owen-hermokrates]

Owen was pleased with himself for getting a smile from Ollie. “Oh man this is gonna be fun.” He paused a moment rubbing his chin ” there was this one time back in high school where a few friends and I were playing in the woods behind my school and we thought it would be a great idea to build a rope swing into the lake, long story short I ended up flying through the air with my shorts around my ankles.” Owen’s grin grew a bit “Well it’s very nice to meet you Ollie.”

[olliebushell]

Ollie gave a short but genuine laugh; it was more than most got out of him. "Must have been real breezy." He said, and decided then to pull out the fake penis from the front of his sweatpants. "Look at this thing and tell me it's not a little bit creepy that my friend just happened to have a box of them lying around." He pointed its tip at the other student. "Crazy lifelike as well."

[owen-hermokrates]

Owen’s smile persisted. “I didn’t mean to laugh, not need to be embarrassed we’ve all done some weird things right?” He tried to help calm the mans nerves. “I’d never tell anyone, I’m rather trustworthy I’d like to think. Hell how could I even tell people? I don’t even know your man sir.” Owen chuckled a little, he then extended his right hand “Names Owen, incase you were wondering the name of your secret keeper.” 

[olliebushell]

Ollie isn't so nervous as much as he is embarrassed, and upon hearing the other guy's reassurance a small side smile appears across his lips. He nods. "Thanks. Wanna make it even and tell me somethin' crazy weird you've done?" He says, laughing a little. "Uh, Ollie. That's my name."

[eva-castor]

"Excuse me?" Eva didn’t expect to walk into a room filled to the brim with awkward discomfort. It makes the girl’s skin feel prickly and she starts to scratch as one arm. "I don’t have a fake penis. What are you even on about? What the fuck do you need a fake penis for?"

[olliebushell]

Well, the face his eyes fell upon was definitely not the face he'd expected to see. It makes his cheeks burn red, and he stands there with his hand down the front of his pants, holding onto the fake penis. "Uhh, shit, not you, I thought you were someone else, I --," how was he going to explain this? His hand was down his pants! He opted for the truth, as embarrassing as it was. "My friend wanted to dress me up as like a Drag King. Which is like the opposite of a Drag Queen, I guess. She said it needed a fake penis so..." He takes out the penis and awkwardly holds it up.