Breaking my hiatus temporarily to post OC quizzes for both Jason and Andrew.

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The Rules:
1. You must choose only ONE of your OCs or canons. Do it again if you wanna use another OC.
2. Your OC must answer every question as truthfully as possible.
3. Title the journal as "OC's Quiz (your OC's name. Example:Kaiser's Quiz)".
4. When you're done, tag as many people as you want.
5. Have fun

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JASON
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1. Hi! What's your real name and nickname??
Jason Fleming. And, again, Jason Fleming. And no, you can't call me Jay.


2. Interesting. What's your current age?
Eighteen, last month. The courts were having a party over that, since it means they can charge me as an adult and land me in prison (if they so wished), but it's not like I'm an idiot, either. Andrew's a goddamn law whiz, for heaven's sake; I know how to keep my nose out of trouble

(And by the way, Rosalie, before you say something absolutely blasphemous with that pretty mouth of yours, don't, or I'll rip the damn thing right off, you hear?)


3. Uh huh. What's your favorite food?
Grilled fish marinated in tomato and vinegar sauce. At exactly six o' clock in the afternoon. And no, damn it, it can't be at five. YOU HEAR THAT ANDREW? Serving dinner too damn early makes me hungry later, you bastard.


4. And your favorite drink?
Iced tea. Lemon iced tea, to be exact. And no, you can't sneak me iced coffee. I'm not tasteless nor dumb.


5. Confession time! Who's your crush/lover?
If it wasn't obvious already, that damn teddy bear of there. THAT'S RIGHT. With the stupid glasses. He has twenty-twenty vision and he still wears them. I think it's to mock me (my sight's terrible. AND BEFORE YOU NAG ME ABOUT IT, NO, I WEAR CONTACTS; I'M NOT WANDERING AROUND BLIND).


6. Aww! Have you two kissed yet?
"Aww"? There's nothing "awwwwww" about it! Andrew's sketchier than a sketchy face, for god's sake. In the middle of class he gave me a foot massage. I whacked him with the rolling pin and then almost tore his earring out, because hell if I knew how he'd managed to get my shoes off with me noticing, and there was no way I was letting the art teacher see what that creeper was doing.

And to answer your question, yes, we have kissed. If you want evidence, I can remove my scarf for you right now.


7. Classic question! What's your favorite color?
Who the hell cares? Black and white, maybe, though neither black nor white are colors. Technically.


8. Who's your favourite author?
Moses. That guy was whacked up in the head. Going through a book of Genesis or Exodus any day cracks me up, even if it does drive Andrew and his goody-goody christian two-shoes up the wall every time I do (I'm as bible-savvy as he is, for god's sake. Don't think I can't hold my own against the pastor's kid).


9. Now what's your biggest fear?
Why the hell would I tell you? Why are you asking so many goddamn questions anyway?

In any case, maybe old Lindy coming back to life. God knows what my mother would say if she saw me now. Then again, I'd put her back to the grave, so what's the point?


10. Do you like waffles?
Who doesn't? Only freaky creepers like Andrew like pancakes, and Rosalie's obsession with them only proves that point.

(And no. I WON'T EAT YOUR STUPID PANCAKeS. GET ME SOME WAFFLES, DAMMIT!)


11. Awesome. Who's your hero?
Samson. Pissed off God to no end and gouged his eyes out but still managed to kill an impressive amount of enemy men.


12. Okay, who is your worst enemy?
My mother or Andrew's dad. Though seeing my mother is dead, perhaps Pastor Walker wins by default. Damn him to hell. I hope his head gets buried under dirt soon, I swear to God.


13. What would you do if your hero and your worst enemy got together?
I'd laugh my ass off. No joke. Seeing the Pastor on his knees once would be too amusing for me to not to say anything.


14. Interesting... what would you do if you met your creator?
Give her a whack for putting me through such utter hell. Then again, without her I wouldn't exist, so perhaps it'd be better to just not say anything at all.


15. Okay, I'll contact them right now. Done! Now, what do you want to be when you grow up?
How the hell could you contact her that fast? In any case, I wanted to go to Seminary school for the longest time, but after my grades basically fell off a cliff in middle school I'm starting to think a life as a mechanic of manual laborer would be godsend. Then again, I could just go to community college and get some degree in accounting or telecommunications or something like that.

Or maybe I can just go to Seminary school and get ragged on for being homosexual. I don't really give a damn.


16. What's your worst nightmare?
Andrew turning into his father. Oh my god.


17. What's your lifelong dream?
To see that asshole thrown into a pit and tortured until his eyes explode. If you want something more realistic, maybe a moderate apartment in Boston, short commute, teaching Sunday school. Then again, that needs the church to even admit me as a member much less a Sunday school teacher, and what church does that anymore? Piercings and a track record as dirty as the abyss. They exist in Los Angelos, maybe, but there's no way in hell I'm going that far west just for some damn Sunday School position. And besides, there isn't gay marriage there like there is here, yo.


18. What would you do if your lifelong dream came true?
Laugh and get on with my life. And for the more realistic one, maybe get married, live a nine to five life... what else would I want? I fucking hate people who can't appreciate the goddamn basics.


19. Okay, where's your favorite place to relax?
In my bed. And no, not in whatever idiotic thing your brain just came up with. And, doubly no, Andrew is not a good cuddle either. Men's skin is course and they don't have any fat to cushion things. Why the hell would I want to lean on the equivalent texture of a damn rock?


20. Last question! What do you spend most of your time doing?
Ignoring people. There isn't enough time in the world to acknowledge all that stupidity.



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ANDREW
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1. Hi! What's your real name and nickname?
Andrew Timothy Walker. I can only dream of being called "Drew", but such wonderful fantasies are simply torn apart by Jason's terrific cynicism. Of all things, would it just kill you to just call me that once? It'll be so cute, I promise!


2. Interesting. What's your current age?
Eighteen. Nothing special. I can legally buy cigarettes, though, which is fantastic since it means I don't have to leech off of Michael anymore. It also means I can have sex legally, though it hasn't seem to have affected my current situation here.


3. Uh huh. What's your favorite food?
Hamburgers and fries. Hey, I'm your average American kid, alright? I was raised off of McDonalds.


4. And your favorite drink?
Iced Coffee. With lots of sugar, darling. Though Jason always gets it wrong whenever I ask him to get some for me at the local Dunkin' Donuts. He does it to spite me, I know, but I wouldn't be very religious if I wasn't forgiving. Even if he does get it wrong. Every time.

(I can't stand that tea Jason always drinks-- if only he'd stop being so mule-headed and just try coffee for once, he'd know what he was missing. I swear, love, it's like being saved).


5. Confession time! Who's your crush/lover?
Jason Fleming. My future husband.

And no, Jason, this is MY time to be questioned. Stay behind the glass and put away that knife.


6. Aww! Have you two kissed yet?
Of course. It's the only way I know whenever it's too dry, since Jason has chronic chapped lips because he just insists on NOT bringing chap stick with him (because it's too feminine, or something inane like that) and then I always tell him to put it on, and when he doesn't I fetch my own and try to do it myself--

And then I'm berated for being "goddamn sketchy", though I don't mind much seeing as Jason's lips wouldn't peel anymore. The big picture, love. Think always the big picture.


7. Classic question! What's your favorite color?
Blue.


8. Who's your favourite author?
Paul. His letters are holy. My favorite author in the bible, hands down, though I can never get Jason to sit through the entirety of Philippians without catching him ruffling through Proverbs. He always misses the best things because of his stubbornness. I can only pray God gives him the patience to grow.


9. Now what's your biggest fear?
That people will find out that I'm just fake. And seeing as I know I'm pretentious as hell (forgive me Lord for my mouth) and Jason finds it a hobby to constantly remind me, I'm always frightened it's so obvious other people would notice.

Thankfully, our dear Rosalie seems clueless as ever, so I feel like my cover's safe for now. If she really knew how much I loathed her, I doubt she'd come up to me and ask me for relationship advice...


10. Do you like waffles?
Who like waffles? Pancakes are the soul of the American Breakfast. Pouring the batter and actually frying it yourself, and then drizzling it with honey-- there's no replacement for it. Much better than that freeze-dried just-pop-it-in-the-toaster waffle plastic that Jason likes so much.

Your body is a temple. Eating all that chemical gunk is only destroying it.


11. Awesome. Who's your hero?
God is my hero. God is everything.


12. Okay, who is your worst enemy?
My dad is my worst enemy. My dad is worthless. If the congregation only knew what thoughts were swimming between his ears we'd have no church left to speak of (then again, they're wonderfully good at denial, so I suppose they could find out and still cherish him as their leader. He's just an asshole (forgive me again my Lord. Jason, stop rubbing off on me).


13. What would you do if your hero and your worst enemy got together?
I'd be glad. God'll give my father the punishment he deserves, and then we can get the past behind us.

(And by "got together", I assume you mean "meet up". I never really understood how "got together" became known as "begin dating", because grammatically they aren't synonymous...)


14. Interesting... what would you do if you met your creator?
I'd have a nice chat with her, preferably with lots of iced coffee. Another person is another person. There really isn't a point in getting worked up over things when you haven't even met her yet, really.

15. Okay, I'll contact them right now. Done! Now, what do you want to be when you grow up?
I don't really get it. Then again, it doesn't really matter. I've wanted to go into Law since middle school, and seeing as I've finally gotten into Harvard I suppose I'm on my way. It's wonderfully in-state, darling-- I love it. Though it is kind of stuffy, I suppose the education makes up for it.

I apologize if my excessive "love" and "darling" scare you-- I can see Jason from my seat here, so it's habitual. And PLEASE, get him behind that glass. If he comes at me one more time with that switchblade I'll get worried.


16. What's your worst nightmare?
Haven't we already had this question? The connection between "fear" and "nightmare" is frightfully close, you know.


17. What's your lifelong dream?
To graduate from Law and DO something with my life. There are far too many people who go without justice-- I've had first-hand experience. No, I correct myself-- second-hand, maybe. It was Jason who'd gone through that hell, and I'll kill myself if I let another person suffer like him. Idiots in the world can't keep their paws to themselves.

(And no, love, you know I can't help you with that, seeing as the law is specifically tailored to restrict that sort of thing. If I had my way, though, I'd throw him into a pit too).


18. What would you do if your lifelong dream came true?
Be satisfied. There isn't more to do than give a small smile and keep moving.


19. Okay, where's your favorite place to relax?
In my bed. I love beds. They're so fluffy. Jason's fluffy, too. His hair, I mean. Cuddling in his hair would be wonderful, but being the meany-face he is he never lets me. And whenever I try to cuddle in general he hits me with the back of his switchblade.


20. Last question! What do you spend most of your time doing?
Breathing...? Is this a trick question, sir?

In any case, thank you so much for interviewing me. Jason and I were honored of course-- weren't we, love? In any case, I hope you have a good day-- no, you, sir. Thank you.

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In the end I feel like Jason is far quirkier than Andrew will ever be. Though Andrew's thoughtful answers are just as indicative of his personality as Jason's cynicism...