cry me a table, linda ;

well he loves a little woman, SOMEDAY he'll make her his wife. saving all the overtime, for the one love of his life. he ain't worried about tomorrow, cause he just made up his M I N D ; life's too short for burning bridges, take it one day at a time.

[theodore-dawson]

noxaanderson:

“So you’ll kick me out over something that was the school’s fault?” Aggie protested. Sure. The world wasn’t fair but he was pretty sure public organizations were at least supposed to pretend to be. “You seriously have never had a bug fly by your ear? Lucky.”

Aggie sat down in the office chair, body sagging as it creaked an awful, high pitched sound. “The world is so loud.”

He took a moment, eyes shut, and wished that in that moment there was silence. But he could hear bones creaking, the woosh of blood rambling through veins, the cracking tic-toc of the clock. “I can’t think of anything that will help besides trying to cover up the annoying sounds with music. But that’s just louder.”

                         “   no.   ”   jesus, did kids ever fucking listen to a word that came out of his mouth? he could feel aggie’s frustration oozing out of him like thick waves of shit, which only served to agitate him further.   “   i said... i would be a pain in your ass until you agreed to let me help you, so you DON’T do something that will get you kicked out of school. ”   ted was half a beer away from not really caring at this point, let the devil take it’s hindmost and they can run wild while he washed his hands too it. but he couldn’t. the small part of him that still gave any shit about this job wouldn’t let him.   “   we’ll see if we can get some heavy duty noise cancelling headphones from the tech room for a start. but i am serious here, kid, you have got to work with me. i’m doing my best but you lot are putting me through my paces. i need us all to be a little more avengers than batman v superman, alright?   ”

[theodore-dawson]

aggieanderson:

Aggie tilted his head, narrowing his gaze as Dawson’s tone switched like a coin toss. “And what work is that?” 

This wasn’t Sky High, there were no classes he could take to learn how to deal with what happened. They were all just individually fucked and alone. “Do you know that feeling when a bug flies right past your ear, and the buzz goes right down your spine? And the momentary panic of the bug going in your ear rather than past, because thats how close it sounds?”

                          “   the work where you tell me how your power is coming along so i make sure you don’t get thrown out of school until this whole thing is resolved. doesn’t that clear up the work for you ?   ”   ted was impatient. with have the students developing powers that were sincerely trouble, he had no idea how in the hell he was supposed to manage them. but he had to.   “   can’t say i do, however i know the feeling of experiencing your teen angst right along with you. which is why, we’re going to do our best to help you cope until this chemical shit is undone. so aggie, are you going to make both our lives easier and let me help you or do i have to be a constant pain in your ass until you do ?    ”   ted asked, dropping all illusion of professionalism.

[theodore-dawson]

anthcms:

     “i’m perfectly fine.” the blonde said assertively. her brows knitted together, forcing the weight onto her companion. though she wasn’t completely in control of her abilities, she had been practicing with a few customers. she just hoped they were well enough to make mr.dawson believe her.

            ted could feel what she was doing, worse still he became acutely aware that he couldn’t stop it. all he could do was nod somewhat numbly. kathryn had control of a part of him through her power, but theodore’s power of emotion kept him aware and in tact throughout the experience. this was bad. very bad in fact. the emotion pressing down on him now was concern, if she could turn his head into something he couldn’t understand, there wasn’t really anything stopping her from doing it to others. well at least he didn’t have to bother asking what ability had taken to her.   “ be sure to pop in some time though, it’s protocol that i meet with all the students involved.   ”

[theodore-dawson]

hcrlcw:

harlow  woodell  was  NEVER  on  time  .    it  was  an  u n s p o k e n  rule  .     from  the  moment  she  had  started  school  ,    she  had  always  been  late  .     was  it  because  she  preferred  an  entrance  with  all  the  eyes  in  the  room  on  her  ,    was  it  because  she  wanted  to  know  how  many  times  she  could  push  the  rules  until  her  teachers  run  out  of  PATIENCE  ?    who  knew  .    but  as  the  sound  of  her  vintage  oxford’s  leather  heels  against  the  linoleum  floor  echoed  through  the  e m p t y  hallway  ,    as  the  brunette  ran  through  the  abandoned  school  like  a  CYCLONE  with  her  messy  curls  held  by  a  single  paint  brush  ,    the  strap  of  her  brown  messenger  bag  swinging  d a n g e r o u s l y  close  to  the  edge  of  her  shoulder  and  the  top  of   her  jean  jumpsuit  barely  holding  onto  her  neck  ,    she was  on  T I M E  ;    if  she  had  classes  on  that  day  .    the  further  harlow  disappeared  into  the  labyrinth  that  was  brighton  university  ,     the  more  she  s l o w e d  down  and  realized  that  while  she  did  break  her  own  rules  and  managed  to  be  on  time  for  once  ,     it  was  easter  monday  .    apparently  that  fucking  LEAK  had  not  only  messed  with  her  dna  ,     giving  her  these  incredibly  and  freakish  p o w e r s  ,    but  also  her  sense  of  TIME  ,     making  her  get  out  of  bed  for  no  fucking  reason  .    well  ,    if  she   was  already  in  university  ,    she  could  at  least  r a i d  the  canteen  for  a  SODA  now  ,    couldn’t  she ?    a  soft  swing  in  her  step  ,    harlow  made  her  way  down  to  the  other  side  of  the  building  ,    a  soft  swing  that  disappeared  when  she  saw  a  familiar  face  .    C R A P  .    for  a  moment  ,    harlow  considered  turning  around  on  her  heel  ,    she  considered  just  walking  away  .    but  instead  ,    her  ruby  lips  curled  to  a  b r i g h t  smile  as  she  approached  the  guidance  counselor  .    ❛  well  ,    i  could  ask  you  the  same  thing  ,    mister  dawson  ;    w a i t  ––   …  ,    you  don’t  LIVE  here  ,    now  ,    do  you  ?    and  there  i  was  ,    thinking  that  every  elementary  school  students  theory  about  their  teachers’  private  life  was  completely  wrong  .  ❜    

                ted forced a laugh. perhaps it was the fact that he had a foot in the door on the way to fifty that made him think kids were such assholes maybe they actually were. either way, he wasn’t about to think on it too much.   “   no, not living here, thank you, harlow. i’m still paying far too much rent like everyone else.   ”   well sort of like everyone else. his wife tended to pull in the lions share, but welcome to the twenty-first century.   “ since you’re here...   ”   ted gestured down the hall, wishing more than ever that he could just lock them all in a room to baby sit rather than chase after all the students involved like a headless chicken.   “    we can have a little chat about how you’re coping since the leak.    ”

[theodore-dawson]

FINN.

“Can’t say I know the feeling, but I can definitely sympathize.”  Finn replied with a small nod.  Had he actually gone home for Easter and not just told his parents that he was swamped with work, he had a feeling that he would’ve needed a break too.  “A chat?  Uh, yeah, sure.”  He nodded once again.

                 “   don’t worry, soon you’ll be visiting in-laws and mine will be dead. then i can be sympathetic while you listen to a woman talk about her two pugs for an hour at a time.   ”   ted answered, sweeping away the boys sympathy with a flippant wave of his hand.   “   considering the events of the lock-down, i’m meeting with all the students involved to see how they’re... coping.   ”    ted tilted his head down the hall’s turn, his office door open at the end of the walkway.   “   it’s very important that you’re honest about any lasting traumatic... effects ? that may have lingered after the event.   ”   rounding up the kids who’d been present for the lock-down that day had been like herding cats, but he was getting there slowly. with most of their powers recorded, he could keep an eye on them until this nightmare was resolved.

[theodore-dawson]

giordcno:

giordi had always been one to revel in nature; he’d caress flower petals and run his fingertips along the barks of trees… a glimmer of his pre-leak habits had returned to him this afternoon on his walk across campus – he’d reached out to run his fingers along the bark of a small sapling, only to watch the tree wither away beneath his touch. twenty minutes later, the young man still stood frozen in place, staring at the life form he’d destroyed. he’d already tried to “restore” the life he’d stolen, but each attempt only worsened the damage. squinting his eyes shut one last time, giordi pressed his palm against the tree and imagined life flowing back into its branches. he pulled away several moments later, fooled into thinking a miracle had occurred, when, in fact, all that remained was russet-colored bark and dry, brown leaves. he whirled around as a voice range out beside him, jolting him from his fixation with the tree. “the… public holiday. well,” he started, glancing from ted to the tree, then back again. “i’m not really one for FESTIVITIES. and you? you’re not off enjoying it either; why is that?”

    “ a counselors work is never done. ” ted responded blandly, staring at the tree that was very much alive on thursday. this power shit was starting to take it’s toll on campus. he’d put out fires, mopped floors and thrown out more dead mice than he ever thought he’d have to when he took this job, but if covering their asses kept himself and the school out of the limelight, he would continue. which was why he was monitoring them all so closely. “ since you’re here and i’m not running the risk of pulling down the festive spirit, how’s about you come have a chat with me in my office ? ”

[theodore-dawson]

AGGIE.

“I’ll bring popcorn and rotten tomatoes.” Aggie said. He shifted his arms over his chest, shrugging his best nonchalant shrug. “I’ve been perfectly fine, sir. And you?” 

To be fair, he wasn’t. The first few days had been the worst headache of his life, followed by a massive, silent freak out that felt unending. He was terrified. He was dumb- he had no answers and a thousand questions. For now, he just did his best to not feel anything at all. It was the only way he’d get through school.

“ see, aggie, this works a lot better when you don’t bullshit me. ” he replied dropping the tone of professionalism. ted knew people inside and out even before the leak, it had always been a talent of his, understanding other peoples points of view. now ? it was amplified beyond belief. some students were reluctant to talk about what powers they were manifesting, ted got that. but he needed a comprehensive list, so he could track the progress and keep them out of trouble before the entire school ended up on channel 9. “ i need to know how your... managing. ”

[theodore-dawson]

AGGIE.

“Yeah. Interesting.” Aggie said, not sensing anything cruel in the way he said ‘interesting’ so that was always a good sign. Or at least a decent one. He rolled his eyes, and put his spiral back in his bag. “I’ll buy tickets to your ‘show.’ Sounds like fun.”

“ looking forward to seeing you there front and center. ” he replied dryly, sweeping his hand down the direction of the hall. before the leak, ted made it a habit to not give a shit about the kids. he’d burned up all his years of caring about their problems early on. sure, the serious shit always kicked him into gear. but break up’s and homework, ted really didn’t give a shit anymore. but now, he had students who were running the risk of real serious problems from expulsion to headlines in the news. he had to keep an eye out until this was resolved. “ you were present for the lock in, how do you think you’ve felt since ? ”

[theodore-dawson]

KAT.

“a girl can’t commit to her studies?” kat asked, turning to face the professor. she didn’t normally fall in line with many professors there. she’d rather use her ability for the greater good…and not talk to a middle aged man unless she’s getting paid for it. so, their interactions were always unconventional. mr. dawson was one of the few who – well, knew what she was going through.

“ i would like very much if you’d commit to your studies but i’m dubious at best of that excuse. however since you are here, mind popping into my office? i’m doing a trauma check for all students who were trapped during the gas leak. ” a ‘make sure you haven’t killed anyone’ check for all students who were currently supernaturally charged more like. “ i’ll make it quick. ”

[theodore-dawson]

AGGIE.

“Passover was this week,” Aggie said. Most people didn’t know, since Easter was all the rage right now and whatever. He raised an eyebrow at Dawson’s attempt at humor, before  he lifted one of his earbuds to listen to Tarentella, spinning the volume loud enough that it was easier to just pay attention to the counselor’s words. “You know saying those things are more scary than funny.”

“ passover right ! got it. interesting. ” he probably should have guessed as much. he remembered the date from his cultural sensitivity training. good to see that had come in handy as he casually forgot every holiday that wasn’t plastered in woolworths. “ i’ll keep that in mind when i hit the road with my standup act, let’s go to my office. ”

[theodore-dawson]

finnjennlngs:

Finn didn’t mind the peace and quiet, if anything it was comforting to him, and the fact that there was no line in the usually booming coffee shop was a plus.  Just as he had gotten his coffee he noticed that he was being addressed, and in response to the other’s question, he shrugged.  “Honestly?  I don’t feel like having my parents tell me how awful my life choices are over Easter dinner.  What about you?”

“ student’s needing help doesn’t take a day off so neither shall i. ” he said in faux valorous tone before shaking his head. “ needed to get out of the house after easter with the in-laws. holidays will be outlawed when i am king. but finn, since you’re here, why don’t you pop into my office so we can have a little chat. ” ted had gone to a great deal of trouble to start memorizing the kids that were present during the lock-in. he needed to make sure none of the side effects were likely to get them thrown out of school until those little fuck up nerds from the science lab could fix this.

[theodore-dawson]

AGGIE.

“No probably not, but it’s always nice when my holidays do line up with these ones,” Aggie said with a shrug. He frowned, pouting as the counselor started to advice. Or at least suggest the idea. “Do we have to? Your hearts going a little to fast to say you’re comfortable right now.”

“ what sort of holidays do you celebrate, aggie? ” he had it marked down somewhere in all the enrollment papers of who worshiped what, but it was safe to say ted’s power wasn’t a super memory. ted dismissed the notion of his discomfort with a flippant wave. “ i’m sure that’s just too much caffeine or the impending cardiac arrest, so lets not worry about that right now. ”

[theodore-dawson]

AGGIE.

“It’s not my holiday.” Aggie said from his seat. He was pretty far away, but it wasn’t like people didn’t know he’d hear them at this point. His ears rang with the man’s irritation. He lay down his spiral notebook, glancing up at the man. “Why  aren’t you enjoying the public holiday?”

“ i don’t think we’ve gotten a grasp on the word public yet, but we’ll get there. ” ted could be at home watching netflix right now, but that would require prolonged awkward silences with his dissatisfied wife. how did he know she was dissatisfied? because he had to feel it every second of the damn day, not that you’d need superpowers to know that, she was a beautiful and wildly unsubtle creature. awkwardly, ted rubbed the back of his neck. “ since you’re here, now seems like as good a time as any for a little guidance chat. ”

[theodore-dawson]

ted didn’t want to be here. ted wanted to be... fishing. or whatever the fuck it was the middle-aged men did to get away from both work and their wife, but he didn’t know how to fish and he had a gaggle of infected young adults running around so here he was on his day off, after spending the majority of his morning pretend to file. he’d only nipped down to the canteen to get a coffee when he spotted one, immediately being flooded with their state of mind. one thing he’d learned since the leak ? people were fucking dreary. “ you see how this is practically empty, it’s because everyone is home enjoying the public holiday. why aren’t you ? ”

[theodore-dawson]

CHARACTER SHEET: 01

PLACE IN SOCIETY

financial: wealthy / moderate / poor / in poverty.

medical: fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged.

class or caste: upper / middle / working / slave / unsure.

education: qualified / unqualified / studying.

criminal record: yes, for major crimes / yes, for minor crimes / no.

FAMILY

married - happily / married - unhappily / engaged or betrothed / partnered / single / divorced / separated.

has a child or children / has no children / wants children.  

close with sibling(s) / not close with sibling(s) / has no siblings / sibling(s) is deceased.

orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by birth parent(s).

TRAITS + TENDENCIES

extroverted / introverted / in between.

disorganized / organized / in between.

close minded / open-minded  / in between.

calm / anxious / in between.

disagreeable / agreeable / in between.

cautious / reckless / in between.

patient / impatient / in between.

outspoken / reserved / in between.

leader / follower / in between.

empathetic / unemphatic / in between.

optimistic / pessimistic / in between.

traditional / modern / in between.

hard-working / lazy / in between.

cultured / un-cultured / in between

loyal / disloyal / in between.

faithful / unfaithful / unknown.

BELIEFS:

monotheist / polytheist / atheist / agnostic.

belief in ghosts or spirits: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care.

belief in an afterlife: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care.

belief in reincarnation: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care.

belief in aliens: yes  / no / don’t know / don’t care.

religious: orthodox / liberal / in between / not religious.

philosophical: yes / no.

OPINIONS

pro-marriage / anti-marriage / doesn’t know or on the fence.

pro-death penalty / anti-death penalty  / doesn’t know or on the fence.

pro-drug legislation / anti-drug legislation / doesn’t know or on the fence.

left wing / right wing / middle / doesn’t know or on the fence.

SEXUALITY + ROMANTIC INCLINATION

heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual / asexual / pansexual.

sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favourable.

romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favourable.

sexually: adventurous / experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious.

potential sexual partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all.

potential romantic partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all.

ABILITIES

combat skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none.

literacy skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

artistic skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

technical skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none.

HABITS

drinking alcohol: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

smoking: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

other narcotics: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

medicinal drugs: never / sometimes  / frequently / to excess.

indulgent food: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

splurge spending: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

gambling: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess.

[fytimolyphant]

[seygabriels]

Maybe I shouldn’t care about toaster knobs, or being responsible, or descending into chaos. Why should I be the only one in my family who gives a crap, right? Maybe I wanna have fun, drive a fancy car, dance like a sex lunatic. You’re a good dancer. YOU’RE MISSING THE POINT, RAMONA! I don’t want to dance! And I don’t want another shitty toaster oven!