Location:
Terri: Home. Purple room, kick ass walls.
Charlie: Also in Terri's room. Jeez, it's really scary in here. There's fairies everywhere. And not just me. I'm talking flower fairies. She's such a girl.
Maya: Adam's basement. Nice, very cool...I guess it helps that I'm sitting next to the air conditioning vent, right?
Adam: My basement, like she said. And it is cool. I'd like to say that there are fairies on the walls, but alas, no, just pictures of the Banks boys.
Maya: So, that's one fairy, and an ogre.
Portman: Fulton's room, St. Paul.
Fulton: My room. St. Paul.
Occupation:
Terri: Student. Resident nut case.
Charlie: Student. Captain of the Hockey team.
Maya: Student. Resident Zookeeper.
Adam: Student. Resident ... uh...
Maya: Hockey player?
Adam: You make it sound like there's only one.
Maya: He's the resident hockey *STAR*!!!!!!
Portman: Bash Brother. Tallest member of the Queertet.
Fulton: Bash Brother # 2, 2nd tallest member of the Queertet. And uh oh, the munchkins are gaining on me.
Eye colour:
Terri: Purple... oh, you mean naturally? *sigh* Blue.
Charlie: Brown.
Maya: Brown.
Adam: Blue. Did you know that our answers are Terri and Charlie's, only switched?
Maya: Shut up.
Portman: Sometimes green, sometimes brown. Depends.
Fulton: Boring brown. Portman's the only one with interesting eyes (not blue or brown, that is) Oh yeah, Terri too.
Hair colour:
Terri: Purple... oh, you mean naturally? Feic off.
Charlie: Brown.
Maya: Brown. ...ish.
Adam: Blond.....like she said, ish.
Portman: Brown, curly and growing too long. Fulton, remind me to get a haircut.
Fulton: Brown, curly and growing too long. ...ditto on that Portman.
Current outfit:
Terri: Jean cut-offs. Purple bikini. What? It's hot.
Charlie: Jeans. T-shirt.
Maya: Capri pants, tank top.
Adam: Jeans. T-shirt.
Maya: (Preppy)
Portman: Jeans only. Too hot for a shirt... or that's what Fulton told me when he suggested I take it off...
Fulton: You caught me, stilettos and a little red halter top. Damn.
Current make-up:
Terri: None. Too hot, it would all slide down my face.
Charlie: I'm wearing a lovely blue eyeshadow, some blusher, pale pink lip gloss...
Maya: Just a little bit of lip gloss, some eyeshadow, a little mascara.
Adam: You're such a girl.
Maya: What, I like to look nice when I go out!
Adam: We're hardly out.
Maya: We WERE out. Shopping, remember?
Portman: I'd love to see Charlie in make up!! Strangely, I'm not wearing any.
Fulton: And I actually just borrowed some of Aunt Sarah's lip balm...what, my lips were feeling chafed!
Current taste:
Terri: (answer from both of them) Come again? *sounds of laughter*
*silence for a few seconds*
Maya: You know, I want to know what they were laughing about.
Adam: So do I.
*glowering in direction of Terri and Charlie*
Portman: You so don't need to know.
Fulton: Hehehe...
Current hairstyle:
Terri: Ponytail. Too hot for hair on the neck.
Charlie: Oh, me too. I totally agree.
Maya: Ponytail. Too hot for hair on neck, back, waist...*sigh* I'm cutting it.
Adam: She won't cut it.
Portman: Is this a girly quiz? Does a bandana count?
Fulton: Tousled. ...Tousled?
Current annoyance:
Terri: Charles.
Charlie: Theresa.
Maya: Adam's kitten, it's biting my foot.
Adam: Maya, she thinks she's kicking the cat, but she keeps kicking me.
Portman: None really. Just that it's too hot.
Fulton: None. I'm just out of the shower and content. Well, the way Portman is bouncing (yes, the hulk of muscle is bouncing) behind me and reading over my shoulder is a bit irritating.
Current smell:
Terri: Charles.
Charlie: Theresa.
Maya: Adam's foul smelling sweat.
Adam: That's cologne.
Maya: Don't use so much of it, then.
Portman: Some pot purri that Kieran's aunt Sarah has put in the room. It's giving me a headache. Make that my annoyance.
Fulton: Shampoo and soap.
Current longing:
Terri: Maya.
Charlie: Adam.
Terri: Make that a naked Maya. And ice cream. Both at the same time!
Charlie: Ooh! Theresa, you kinky devil... Add ice cream and nakedness to my longings too.
Maya: Tezzie.
Adam: Charlie.
Maya: You know how Terri also included that ice cream thing? Me too. But make it chocolate instead. Mmm...chocolate...hey Banks, you have any chocolate?
Adam: Since when do you call me Banks? And with that look on your face, no, you're not getting chocolate.
Portman: Chocolate, ice cream and my boyfriend. Sorry, all the good answers are taken. How come we got this quiz two days after everyone else?
Fulton: Chocolate, ice cream and my boyfriend. Wow, I'm boring.
Current thing I ought to be doing:
Terri: Owwwwwwwww!
Charlie: That's what I should be doing. I haven't hurt Terri for awhile.
Maya: Um, nothing. I like summer.
Adam: Ditto on that.
Portman: I could call my mother, but... hrmm. It's summer, I'll do it later.
Fulton: Setting the table. Aunt Sarah will yell soon. Whoops.
Current desktop picture:
Terri: Picture of me and Maya with the Queertet. Ads has a digital camera.
Charlie: Well, we're using the same computer. At home I alternate between pictures of my friends and movie wallpapers.
Adam: Charlie naked.
Maya: I wish that he was lying. Well, he is, sort of. He's wearing a swimsuit, but he looks naked. You know, Adam, good thing this is YOUR computer, instead of your family's...I'd like to see Danny's face if he saw THAT picture.
Portman: *sigh* It's what's his name from Cruel Intentions. Um... damn it! He's married to that "Legally Blonde" chick.
Fulton: Ryan Phillipe. That's the guy from Cruel Intentions. Man, you're bad at remembering the names of your crushes, Portman.
Current book:
Terri: *sigh* All the frigging Harry Potter books, so I don't feel so left out. Well, truth be told, I like ‘em.
Charlie: Different Seasons by Stephen King.
Maya: 1984, by George Orwell. I'd like to say it's interesting. But it's not. Damn this summer reading list, damn it to hell.
Adam: I thought Catholics discouraged damning things to hell? Anyway, I'm reading the Lord of the Rings right now. And same with what Maya said - I wish I could say it's interesting. But my Dad's raved about it for years, I figure I might as well chug my way through it.
Portman: It, by Stephen King. I read it every summer.
Fulton: It, by Stephen King. Tweety...er...Portman's reading it to me.
Current cd in stereo:
Terri: Avril Lavigne.
Charlie: Ditto, since we're at Terri's. At home? I think it's some rock compilation that I've had for about ten years. It just gets better with age.
Maya: At home (or, Terri's house), Avril Lavigne. We're hooked!
Adam: Right now, I don't know. Some CD that Fulton lent me. It's kind of ...uh, loud, but it's not too bad.
Portman: *goes to check* Rob Zombie, Def Leppard... and Britney? How...? Damn you Terri! You've never been her, but your CD is!
Fulton: Rob Zombie, Def Leppard and yes, Britney. I was in a bouncy mood this morning.
Current dvd/video in player:
Terri: Stand By Me, Heathers and Lost Boys, they're my summer films. Mainly Stand By Me.
Charlie: Final Destination. Watched it with Adam last night. Oh, and Dogma, for that Mighty Ducks line - how cool is that??
Terri: Ooh, yeah, Kevin Smith rules.
Charlie: Shut up, Purple, you've already answered.
Maya: Terri has got me watching Stand By Me. But little does she know...tonight I have a Back to the Future marathon lined up!! bwahahaha...
Adam: I watched Final Destination with Charlie last night, but it was kind of stupid. So hopefully whatever we pick tonight will be better.
Maya: You're doing something with him AGAIN tonight?
Adam: Shut up, you get to LIVE with your significant other.
Portman: Ok, kudos to the little purple psychopath. Lost Boys is what we watched last night too.
Fulton: Soon it will be some random chick flick that my aunt and uncle are going to watch...but it was Lost Boys.
Current colour of toenails:
Terri: Purple glitter.
Charlie: Me too. Seriously this time, Terri painted my nails.
Maya: Silver glitter.
Adam: Let's be glad that I don't have any nail polish in my house. Because after reading that Terri painted Charlie's nails, Maya wants to do mine.
Portman: Nothing at the moment, but now that Charlie's got his painted, I'm going to ask Sarah if I can borrow some from her.
Fulton: You all claim to be the big fairies...but who's writing in pink?
Current refreshment:
Terri: Not soda. I'm on water at the moment.
Charlie: OJ.
Maya: Just had some apple juice.
Adam: Water for me.
Portman: Water.
Fulton: Water
Current worry:
Terri: That next year I won't be rooming with Maya and I won't be able to be with her and paint my walls.
Charlie: That Terri might not be with Maya and will be with me instead.
Maya: That next year Terri won't get to room with me and she'll end up getting expelled because her new roommate won't bail her out when she paints the walls.
Adam: That Terri will get expelled and Charlie will become depressed.
Portman: That next year will be worse than this. That I won't room with Fulton. Lots of little things that are probably nothing.
Fulton: I don't really want to talk about that.
Last
Person You touched?:
Terri: Charles. And he touched me.
Charlie: I did not touch you. I slapped you. Difference. I'm answering Adam.
Maya: Some guy in the line at McDonald's pinched my butt. I told Adam to kick his ass, but he didn't.
Adam: Her exact words were "Come on you pansy, kill him!" Anyway, last person I touched would have to be my mom, I gave her a hug this morning.
Maya: Awww...
Adam: Feic tu.
Maya: YOU USED IRISH!!!!! NOOO THEY'VE TURNED YOU TOO!
Portman: Fulton, don't ask me where.
Fulton: Myself. Not in a dirty way, you bastard. I was taking a shower. Yes, that counts.
You talked to?:
Terri: Charles doesn't count so I'll say Mum. I talked to Casey a few minutes ago to call an make sure Charles is out of the house so she can wrap up his birthday present.
Charlie: Mom's wrapping up my present? Why didn't you tell me?
*sounds of scuffle and squeaks of pain from Terri*
Charlie: ... oh, the last person I spoke to was Adam.
Maya: Terri. She called Adam's cell phone just about every five minutes during our shopping trip, trying to figure out what we were buying.
Adam: Yeah, Terri as well.
Portman: Sarah, she asked where Fulton was, I said shower. I'm a man of many words.
Fulton: Portman.
You hugged?:
Terri: Maya.
Charlie: Adam.
Maya: Terri.
Adam: I feel like such a queer saying ‘my mom'. Maya, am I really that gay?
Maya: Blatant homosexual.
Adam: *sigh* Thanks.
Portman: Fulton.
Fulton: Portman.
You instant messaged?:
Terri: Aideen and Saoirse, my cousins in Ireland, then Abi, (a cousin on my Dad's side) got online, it was like a big family reunion.
Charlie: Jesse. We were making plans to meet for a game of hockey before the end of the summer.
Maya: Julie! She IMed me just a couple minutes ago, just making sure that Guy was ok. And don't worry, I didn't tell her that Connie was making moves on him.
Adam: Maya, don't be mean. And I just talked to Russ.
Portman: Mike from Chicago, haven't seen him for ages. Also I spoke to Julie. We shared far too much information about our lives.
Fulton: Hmm, I haven't talked to anyone on an instant messenger for awhile. So, can't remember.
You yelled at?:
Terri: *thinks* I haven't yelled for ages. I'm loud all the time.
Charlie: Ditto. Does Terri count?
Terri: I'd have to say it was probably my Dad.
Maya: Um...really can't remember. Ooh maybe that lady this morning who spilled her milkshake all over my sandal?
Adam: *snorts* Yeah, that was great. I don't yell.
Portman: Fulton, some time ago. We've dealt with it.
Fulton: When Portman and I fought, I don't think I really yelled...I dont think I've yelled for a long time...but just to be safe, I'm betting it was Terri.
Who broke your heart?:
Terri: *melodramatic sob* Charles! He's abandoned me for Adam!
Charlie: *indulgent sigh at Terri* Adam, on various occasions, not so much broken as dented, but he always fixes it.
Terri: Ditto. I haven't had a broken heart, the only person I've ever loved is Minx, and we're very happy.
Maya: Glad to say I have never had one!
Adam: Well, you're still young.
Maya: Ooh, and since when did you become the ancient wise man?
Adam: Hey, I'm older than you.
Maya: By 2 months!
Adam: I haven't had a broken heart either. Well, not a real one.
Portman: Well, there was Jason... he was my teddy bear when I was a kid. Mom put him through the wash, he was hand wash only. *sigh*
Fulton: My parents.
Favourite ... <~ America, Terri, ‘favorite'
Food:
Terri: Um, Indian.
Charlie: Pizza.
Maya: Yum, Italian. Garlic bread! Adam, go make me some!
Adam: Again, another gay trait- I love cooking. Argh. Anyway, uh, maybe...French?
Maya: Only a rich boy like Banks would answer that.
Portman: I'm not sure. I like pasta at the moment. I'm changeable.
Fulton: Pizza.
Drink:
Terri: 5-Alive, but you can't get it over here, so OJ is a poor substitute.
Charlie: Coke.
Maya: Iced tea.
Adam: Only grandmothers like iced tea. I like apple juice.
Maya: And only five year olds like apple juice. Plus, apple juice looks like urine.
Adam: Thank you for that observation.
Portman: Dr Pepper, Obsessive phase.
Fulton: I'm a Sprite kind of guy.
Colour:
Charlie: Ooh, I wonder what Terri will say.
Terri: Green.
Charlie: *snorts*
Terri: Kidding. Purple, naturally.
Charlie: Blue.
Maya: Purple.
Adam: Wonder why she said that.
Maya: *grins big*
Adam: Green.
Portman: Red.
Fulton: Pastel Pink. *flutters eyelashes*
Shoes:
Terri: Big clompy tarten DM boots.
Charlie: The sneakers that smell the least.
Maya: These really great red sneakers that I picked up the other day at the mall, I love them! And I can answer for Adam, he's got some preppy shoes on. Really, you'd think with such non-preppy friends, the kid could loosen up.
Adam: LEAVE ME ALONE!
Portman: This is such a girly quiz. I'd say my big army boots.
Fulton: Portman's big army boots, which he hasn't noticed that I ‘borrowed'
Candy:
Terri: I demand that it read ‘sweet' not ‘candy'.
Charlie: Get over it purple, it's a quiz.
Terri: Cadbury's and Galaxy. I say bollocks to Hershey.
Charlie: I have to agree, I love those care packages from your family.
Maya: I do enjoy gummi bears. But right now I REALLY want some chocolate. Mmmm...chocolate...
Adam: Uh, I like chocolate too. Just, not as much as Maya.
Portman: Pez, the orange ones
Fulton: I like Hershey stuff, even if Terri doesn't.
Animals:
Terri: Butterflies.
Charlie: Do ducks count?
Terri: Only if they have feathers and live in a pond. A certain attractive skater by the name of Adam Banks does not.
Charlie: Damn. Um, whatever. Dogs or something.
Terri: Dogs or something? Show a bit of enthusiasm.
Charlie: Oooh! Butterflies!!! Lots of ‘em!!! Cover me in butterflies!!!!!! ... *sigh*, there, is that enthusiastic enough?
Maya: Terri DEFINITELY counts for this category.
Adam: Captain Duck.
Maya: Terri said he doesn't count.
Adam: No, Terri said that ‘attractive skaters by the name of Adam Banks' don't count. I'm talking Charlie Conway here.
Maya: If you think you can weasel your way out of everything, JUST BECAUSE you're rich...
Adam: Who was weaseling out of anything!? You're losing your mind, Hansen.
Maya: *sigh* You live with Terri for a whole summer - no, a whole year - and try to stay sane.
Portman: Lions. I want to be the only one of us that has answered this question sensibly.
Fulton: I'm answering sensibly too. Chinchillas. Now ask me if I know what a chinchilla is.
TV Show:
Terri: Never Mind The Buzzcocks, god bless you Aideen for sending me the UK version. I love you forever. The American version sucks, thank god it got cancelled.
Charlie: Angel.
Terri: *stares*
Charlie: Oh, like you and Maya don't oggle Buffy during every single episode.
Terri: We do not!
Charlie: Yes you do, I've seen you.
Terri: We don't... we oggle Faith.
Maya: I still love Friends. The older episodes though, they're funnier.
Adam: The Practice.
Maya: *sighs* You're going to be a lawyer, just like your daddy, aren't you?
Adam: What's with the bitchy attitude today? Should I ask you if you're going to be a farmer, just like YOUR daddy?
Maya: Hey, he's not a farmer anymore. Even so, it's a great profession. We had tons of great animals. You just have Daniel.
Portman: Maya's right. Friends is good.
Fulton: I'm with Banks, I like The Practice and Law and Order and all that other good stuff.
Vegetables:
Terri: Carrots.
Charlie: Is it just me, or has time stood still? We're trapped in a reality where all we do is answer stupid questions.
Terri: Charles, that was exceptionally eloquent for a day as hot as this, but you still have to answer the question. Stop avoiding it.
Charlie: I'm not.
Terri: You are. You don't want to admit that you hate all veg. Your Mum told me.
Charlie: Aww, feic off, you gurrier.
Terri: Case closed.
Maya: Carrots...but I'm not exactly supposed to eat them. Allergies and all. So I'm going to have to say...raspberries.
Adam: That's not a vegetable.
Maya: Answer the question.
Adam: I like broccoli.
Maya: ONLY YOU.
Portman: Any, I'll eat anything.
Fulton: I'd have to say carrots, too.
Fruit:
Terri: Apples.
Charlie: Oranges.
Maya: Pineapple.
Adam: What happened to raspberries?
Maya: That's a vegetable, silly.
Portman: Strawberries, but really any.
Fulton: Oranges.
Are you ..
Understanding?:
Terri: At times.
Charlie: Constantly.
Terri: *sounds of Terri laughing loudly*
Maya: Sure.
Adam: Unless the person is totally out of line, yeah.
Portman: I'd say so.
Fulton: I'd like to think so.
Open-minded?:
Terri: Yes.
Charlie: Yeah.
Maya: Yes. Oh wait, I hate straight people. Is that ok? Just kidding.
Adam: Yeah.
Portman: I'm too bored of this quiz to think of something funny to write.
Fulton: Yes.
Arrogant?:
Terri: I hope not.
Charlie: I can be.
Maya: I'd like to think no.
Adam: Um, sometimes.
Portman: I hope not, but I expect I am at times.
Fulton: I can't say no for sure, but I really don't think so.
Insecure?:
Terri: No. Well, mostly not.
Charlie: Not too much.
Maya: Horribly so. I'm working on it, but, well...
Adam: Only sometimes. Not so much insecure as...nitpicky, maybe?
Maya: He's a perfectionist.
Portman: Not really.
Fulton: Not about myself like my appearance, but some things, yeah.
Interesting?:
Terri: Apparently.
Charlie: Yes, you are. Am I?
Terri: No.
Charlie: I was nice to you then!
*sounds of scuffle*
Maya: Not too much.
Adam: Of course you are.
Maya: Thanks. You are too.
Adam: I hope that's sincere.
Portman: No, I'm the missing link. I guess Darwin would find me interesting.
Fulton: A therapist might find me interesting.
Hungry?:
Terri: Constantly.
Charlie: Ditto.
Maya: Not usually. And if I am, I shouldn't be, I shouldn't eat too much.
Adam: Constantly! Maya, you're such a girl.
Portman: Constantly.
Fulton: Constantly.
Friendly?:
Terri: If I want to be.
Charlie: I think I am.
Terri: *mutters* Captain Ducky, the heart of the team.
*sounds of bigger scuffle*
Maya: If I want to be.
Adam: I'm a little shy, but I try.
Maya: That rhymed.
Portman: Most of the time.
Fulton: Eh.
Smart?:
Terri: Maya's the smart one, I'm the arty one.
Charlie: Yeah.
Terri: Ooh, arrogant aren't you?
Charlie: Bite me.
...
Charlie: Owwwwwwww!
Terri: You said I could bite you!
Charlie: Damn it! Now I need a rabies shot.
Maya: Terri thinks so...
Adam: Charlie thinks so...
Portman: Missing links aren't smart. We grunt.
Fulton: Portman's the smart one. I'm dumb like Terri and Charlie.
Moody?:
Terri: He is.
Charlie: I'm not.
Terri: Yes you are.
*more fighting sounds.
Maya: I try my hardest not to be...
Adam: Not usually, but sometimes people just push all the wrong buttons and...
Maya: Your head pops off? Like in that cartoon?
Adam: What are you talking about?
Maya: You know...THAT cartoon...
Adam: Right.
Portman: I don't think I am.
Fulton: Haha, yeah.
Childish?:
Terri: Nope, never.
Charlie: Not at all.
*sounds of sniggering*
Maya: Not usually. Petty, yes. Childish? Not too often.
Adam: Same.
Portman: Strangely, I wish I was, but for some reason I'm just not. Maybe if I hang around with Terri a bit more it will rub off.
Fulton: I try not to be.
Independent?:
Terri: Nope, I don't function well without people around me.
Charlie: Fairly.
Maya: Yes, but it's lonely without people around.
Adam: Yeah. I must say, I enjoy time alone, though I don't seek it out.
Portman: Yeah, I think so. But I'd rather have Fulton around, teamwork is better.
Fulton: No. I'd like to be, but it's not working too well.
Hard working?:
Terri: On my art, yes. On anything else, no.
Charlie: Hockey yes, other stuff, not very.
Maya: Yup.
Adam: Yes. (We're the boring halves of the 2 couples)
Portman: Yes.
Fulton: At some things.
Organized?:
Terri: Never.
Charlie: I can be.
Maya: I have to be, with Terri's mess.
Adam: Yeah, I hate things messy.
Maya: ...and, another gay trait.
Adam: Oh, shut up.
Portman: Only if I have nothing better to do. And how come Banks is the most typically gay? Have none of you goons ever heard the phrase "muscle mary"?
Fulton: Not too much
Emotionally stable?:
Terri: I try to be, but no.
Charlie: Oh for feic's sake, who is?
Maya: ‘Course not.
Adam: Ditto on that.
Portman: As much as I can be. (I'm beginning to think I'm boring)
Fulton: Not too much.
Difficult?:
Terri: Yes.
Charlie: Yes.
Maya: Eh...
Adam: I'd like to say no, but Spring Break keeps coming to mind...
Maya: Same here...
Portman: No, I really don't think so.
Fulton: For Portman, yeah, sometimes. When I don't talk.
Attractive?:
Terri: Maya says so.
Charlie: I am. I'm so gorgeous that even a dyke fancies me!
Terri: Oh, piss off you big queen.
Maya: I guess...
Adam: According to Captain Ducky, yes I am.
Portman: Well, after I stripped in the penalty box I was voted "Most attractive Freshman at Eden Hall" in the school paper. *shrugs* If Fulton likes the way I look, that's good enough for me.
Fulton: Portman says so!
Bored easily?:
Terri: I am now thanks to this quiz, but generally no.
Charlie: I can be. Take science class for example. I get very bored during that.
Maya: With Terri, I don't have time to be bored.
Adam: I guess so, who isn't?
Portman: *shrugs* Can be. I'm doing this quiz while Fulton showers, so I guess that proves it.
Fulton: Not really. And I'm not doing this survey by choice. Portman forced me into it.
Messy?:
Terri: *looks around at room with heaps of dirty washing piled in one corner, spilled paint over the floor and mound of crap about to fall out of closet, despite using Maya's suitcase to wedge it shut* Moi?
Charlie: Hell yeah.
Maya: Same with the organized thing, I've gotta be somewhat clean to compensate for Terri.
Adam: I hate messes.
Portman: No, Fulton is, I'm not.
Fulton: Yeah, hehe.
Thirsty?:
Terri: Nope, got my water, I'm good.
Charlie: Yeah, now that you come to mention it. Theresa, go get me a refill.
Terri: How about I don't?
Maya: No, but I kind of have to pee.
Adam: Me too. Damn it Maya. Did I mention that we're squeezed into one chair, and her gigantic ass is pushing onto my bladder?
Maya: Gigantic ass, thanks.
Adam: It was a joke.
Maya: Wasn't funny.
Portman: Come to think of it, yeah, I am.
Fulton: Well, I wasn't...Is this one of those subliminal message things where you're trying to get me to be thirsty? I won't fall for your mind games, damn it.
Responsible?:
Terri: I try not to be. Why be responsible when I have Maya? Just kidding! No, I try to be, I know Maya must get tired of me.
Charlie: Yes, I think I am.
Maya: Again, with Terri, I must be. But it's not a big deal. I like taking care of her *smile*
Adam: Gag me. Yes, I am...to a point.
Portman: I think I am.
Fulton: Strangely, yes. You'd think I wouldn't be, because I'm messy and disorganized...but I'd like to think that I am responsible.
Obsessed?:
Terri: With many things, Maya, butterflies, art...
Charlie: Adam, hockey, Adam, hockey...
Maya: Not really. Terri, sure, but I'd like to call that dedication, not obsession...
Adam: You're obsessed. We both are. ...I'm not obsessed with Terri, of course. It's all Charlie for me.
Maya: With a side dish of Connie?
Adam: Fuck you.
Maya: No thanks, I'm taken.
Portman: I think we're all very dedicated to our boy/girlfriends. I'm not really obsessed with anything.
Fulton: Kind of with some stuff, but not in a good way.
Angry?:
Terri: Only at my Dad, but he doesn't count.
Charlie: No, not at the moment.
Maya: Nope, not at all.
Adam: I'm pissed off at Maya now.
Maya: Ooooh Banksie, I was just kidding....*makes lots of kissy noises*
Adam: GET OFF ME!
Maya: Hehehe.
Portman: No. I'm so boring, I have a good life. And I'm grateful.
Fulton: Not for the most part. I try to look on the bright side of things, but you guys know that it gets a little hard sometimes.
Happy?:
Terri: Pretty much.
Charlie: Hell yeah. I've got Adam back.
Maya: Sure.
Adam: Of course, how could I not be, with a boyfriend like Charlie, and a girl like Maya PUSHING INTO MY BLADDER!
Maya: I'll sic Terri on you if you hurt me.
Adam: Ok, I'm genuinely scared by that.
Portman: Yes, very.
Fulton: For the most part.
Trusting?:
Terri: Yeah, I think so.
Charlie: Yeah, me to.
Maya: Yeah.
Adam: Yes.
Portman: I can be.
Fulton: Yeah, I guess.
Sick?:
Terri: Of this quiz?
Both Charlie and Terri: (both) HELL YEAH!!!!!
Both Adam and Maya: Of this survey, big fat yes. (both)
Portman: *sighs deeply* Add me to that.
Fulton: And me. I didn't even choose to do it. I was forced to hop on the bandwagon. You damn conformists.
Talkative?:
Terri: *snorts* No way. I'm the shy, retiring type.
Charlie: Oh, me too.
Maya: Not really.
Adam: Me neither. Like I said, we're the boring ones.
Portman: Us missing links just grunt. *sigh* Yes, I am, but generally only around Fulton.
Fulton: Around the Queertet, yes. Well, sometimes.
Original?:
Terri: *shrugs* Who isn't? It's how God created us.
Charlie: *blinks* You brought God into this?
Terri: Why not? She started the world, why not mention her.
Charlie: *sigh* It's to hot for a theological debate. And yeah, I think I'm original.
Maya: I suppose so.
Adam: Actually, I doubt it. About me. Of course Maya's original, who else would write an erotic novel on my chest?
Maya: Terri. Well, she would use pictures, not words.
Adam: Yuck.
Portman: I agree with Terri. (And nobody is more shocked by that statement than myself). Yes, God created us original.
Fulton: When did we all become so religious? But yes, I will agree with Portman and Terri.
Different?:
Terri: Oh no. There's a billion of us Terri's walking the planet. Millions of us, you can't walk two feet without tripping over someone like me.
Charlie: *shudders* What a horrifying thought. And again, who isn't different.
Maya: Isn't that the same thing as original?
Adam: Maybe it's a trick question.
Maya: Hmmm...
Portman: Yep. I think so.
Fulton: Yeah.
Reliable?:
Terri: Yes and no.
Charlie: Urgh! I want to be, but at times I'm such a...
Terri: Twat?
Charlie: I was going to say unreasonable git, but twat does cover it.
Terri: Oh, Charles, you're really growing as a person.
*sounds of yet another scuffle*
Maya: Sure.
Adam: Ditto.
Portman: Yes.
Fulton: Sure.
Content?:
Terri: Yes.
Charlie: Amazingly so.
Maya: Yes.
Adam: Amazingly so.
Maya: Charlie and Terri will never know that those were their answers...
Adam: Well sure they will, now that you've told them.
Portman: Very.
Fulton: Right now, yes.
Optimistic?:
Terri: Yeah, I think so.
Charlie: Me too. I mean, we've had such a horrible year and things are just working out for us now. It's like we've had the worst and things can only get better.
Maya: To a point.
Adam: Me too. I mean, what can happen to us that hasn't already? Well, actually, Charlie could turn straight and marry Terri, I could die in a car crash, you could become a stripper...I guess lots of bad things can still happen...
Maya: That's the spirit, Adam.
Portman: I try to be.
Fulton: What's with the third degree, I'm trying, I'm trying!
Deep thinker?:
Terri: I wouldn't go that far.
Charlie: Neither would I about you. I'm incredibly deep.
Terri: *snorts*
Maya: Sometimes I border on it but then I scare myself and think about nail polish instead.
Adam: Uh, what she said.
Portman: Fulton would tell me to answer yes.
Fulton: Nah, that's Portman.
Self-disciplined?:
Terri: No. And I probably never will be.
Charlie: Getting there.
Maya: Yes.
Adam: Yes. Man, we are SO boring.
Portman: I think so.
Fulton: Enough so that I wouldn't drop out of school with Spazway at the beginning of freshman year...hehe
Sleepy?:
Terri: Yep, this quiz is a cure for insomnia if nothing else.
Charlie: I'm also a bit dozy, I think it's the heat.
Maya: A little. It's kind of late.
Adam: 5 in the evening is not late.
Maya: Well, think of it this way. In China, it's 6 in the morning and I would be asleep.
Adam: We're in Minnesota.
Maya: But we COULD be in China.
Adam: But we're...oh forget it.
Portman: Very. Don't ask.
Fulton: I was, but my shower refreshed me.
Lonely?:
Terri: No.
Charlie: How could you be? You've always got those voices inside your head to keep you company! And I'm not lonely either.
Maya: No.
Adam: You're just counting the minutes until you can go home to Terri, aren't you?
Maya: Yes.
Portman: Nope. Not at all. Just because Fulton's been in the shower for 18 minutes... make that 19 - damn it. *grins* Not really.
Fulton: Nope. Not in general, and definitely not right now. Portman is STILL watching me over my shoulder
Who do you want to..
Kill?:
Terri: No-one
Charlie: Nope.
Maya: No-one
Adam: I guess it wouldn't be nice to answer Daniel. But just know that I've thought about it several times.
Maya: It's not nice to say you've *thought* about killing people either.
Adam: Oh well, we cant all win.
Portman: No-one. Not even Mendoza or any of the other hate crusaders.
Fulton: No one. We're such a moral bunch of bastards, we're taking this survey so seriously.
Slap?:
Terri: Charles
Charlie: Theresa.
Terri: Oh, they mean people we don't hit on a daily basis. Connie ‘Beelzebub' Moreau.
Charlie: That's not nice.
Terri: Yeah, but if she offered you a free shot, would you say no? Oh, and add Luis to the list too.
Charlie: Luis yes, Connie no. I can't hit a girl, my Mom taught me better than that.
Terri: Your Mum's great.
Charlie: Thank you. I'd let Terri take my shot, she could hit Connie twice.
Terri: I love you, Charles!
Charlie: You're ok too.
Maya: Connie.
Adam: Maya...
Maya: What, you'd slap me?
Adam: No, I was reprimanding you for saying that about Connie.
Portman: I could happily slap Mendoza.
Fulton: Is it bad to say the Reeds?
Get really wasted with?:
Terri: *blinks* My drinking days are done. Maya hit the roof.
Charlie: Champagne at the wedding though.
Terri: Oh, ok. I'll look forward to that. Yeah, I'll drink champagne with the Queertet. And Mum. And Charlie Sheen.
Charlie: His name is Gordon.
Terri: Whatever.
Maya: I'm not too into that.
Adam: Neither am I. I don't think I really want to drink, ever.
Maya: Not even champagne at the wedding?
Adam: Nah, doesn't appeal.
Portman: No-one really. I've never been drunk, so don't quite see the appeal. Ask me in a couple of years. For all I know, I could own a bar 10 years on.
Fulton: Banks. He's amusing on painkillers, think of what he'd be like with a few shots of vodka in him. Not that I plan on getting wasted anytime soon, we all remember what happened last time one of us tried that...*ahem Purple ahem*
Tickle?:
*sounds of tickle war*
Maya: Terri.
Adam: Charlie.
*both sigh*
Portman: Fulton.
Fulton: Portman's boring, he's not ticklish. But I'll try anyway.
Look like?:
Terri: Eliza Dushku. Or that chick from 24. *drool*
Charlie: Ooh, wipe it up Theresa. Your spit is all over the keyboard. I don't know. Maybe that guy from Urban Legend, you know, with the bleached hair?
Terri: Jordan someone?
Charlie: Think so.
Maya: Anyone but me.
Adam: I think I'm content with myself. Though I wouldn't mind looking like Ben Affleck.
Maya: Matt Damon's better.
Adam: Matt Damon, then. Wait a sec...why do I care what YOU think? Ben Affleck.
Portman: *shrugs* I like that guy from Cruel Intentions, I still can't remember his name... he played Sebastian.
Fulton: It's Ryan Phillipe, Portman. How many times do I have to tell you that? And ditto for me. Wait, then wouldn't that be a little weird if we dated each other? Hehe, that reminds me of something I once heard - "Is it masturbation if you have sex with your clone?" *waits for slaps and boos and such* I know, I'm horrible.
Talk to?:
Terri: My mum.
*silence… then*
Charlie: You can borrow mine if you want.
Maya: My brother.
Adam: Why, I thought he lived with you back in Wisconsin?
Maya: Yeah, but I still want to talk to him.
Adam: Ok...
Portman: My Mom. This quiz is reminding me of her. Nobody but my mother asks so many pointless questions except for the maker of the quiz. Come to think of it, when I call her I'm going to ask her if she is the quiz master.
Fulton: I guess I wouldn't mind talking to my grandparents right now. I figure, maybe they could talk some sense into my parents. But seeing as how they've both been dead for a few years...Never mind, I didn't really want to bring this up.
Last…
Drink?:
Terri: Water.
Charlie: Coke.
Maya: Water.
Adam: Same. Even the same bottle.
Maya: Yeah, I've got Adam cooties now.
Portman: Water.
Fulton: Water.
Food?:
Terri: I cremated pizza.
Charlie: Terri's cremated pizza
Maya: A salad from McDonald's.
Adam: HALF a salad, you mean. I say again, you're such a girl. I had a cheeseburger.
Portman: This amazing pasta salad. Fulton's aunt makes the best food in the world (aside from my Mom)
Fulton: I'm going to eat dinner right now.
Outfit?:
Terri: Shortie pyjamas
Charlie: Boxers.
Terri: Ooh, you kinky devil.
Charlie: I'm bad to the bone.
Terri: Show me the bone.
Charlie: Terri!!!!!!
Maya: pajamas.
Adam: boxers.
Maya: is that really an outfit?
Portman: Nakedness. (Have I dropped enough hints guys???)
Fulton: Nakedness. And after that, some more nakedness, cause I took a shower. *ignores all dirty hints Portman is leaving*
Word/s?:
Terri: "Go! Go! Buffalo!"
Charlie: "Go back to your paper route, you Mighty Duck fucks!"
Terri: And all together now...
*both sing*
"We are the champions, my friend..."
Maya: "Bond, James Bond."
Adam: Ok, I have to ask...why did you say that?
Maya: Because, I watched my first James Bond movie today.
Adam: Today?
Maya: Yeah, in that music store. You were taking ages, so I watched most of it.
Adam: She freaks me out. I say...
*dramatic pause*
Adam: Shut up.
Maya: He can't think of a quote. So we're just going to send this email, because it's already been an hour and a half since we started. Bye!!!!
Adam: (See you both in about 15 minutes)
Portman: "I'll be back" (the Terminator - random thought, Fulton said I looked like the Terminator today, how about a costume party for Terri/Charlie's birthday??)
"You're not stupid, you're amazing, and I love you." - the most amazing person I know, and he was talking about ME!!
Dean, official Muscle Mary of the crew!
Fulton: I'm really not gay, I'm actually in love with that gym teacher, the one that's always trying to get Portman to join the football team. She's quite the cutie.
*Portman will add, for those who didn't know, that this Mrs. Lambeth, who is ‘quite the cutie', is a 65-year-old woman with bluish who lives for bright colored jogging suits and ‘young, fit, men'*
