HEBB 2 : Bathroom

Streams walked in quietly, lugging a bag of accessories. At first, she gawked at the urinals. "Is this the boy's bathroom?" she muttered.

After looking outside for another and not finding one, she began brushing her hair, admiring herself in the mirror. Then she selected a dark red lipstick from her brown leather bag and wrote on the mirror:

Kaitlyn walked into the bathroom and noticed Streams.. She waved at her and than out out a wash rag.. She started to wash her face and she looked like a marshmallow with all the bubbles on her face.

Pamela walked into the bathroom wrapped in a towel. She saw a urinal and a tub/sink hybrid. She had thought it was a tub at first, but then she began to wonder why there was a mirror there. That was when she realized that Kaylee was talking to someone (or at least she hoped someone) who was in the tub/sink. "What's going on," Pamela asked, hesitantly.

"I really am not sure what it is," Pamela said, her confusion deepening. "First I thought tub because it's so large, but there's only one tap. Then it occured to me that most bathtubs outside of sleezy rent-by-the-hour motels don't have mirrors around them," she added.

"I can definitely stay in here," Pamela replied to Kaylee's much more serious question. She let go of her cynical front that she so often put on and put her hand on Kaylee's shoulder supportively when she appeared to have tears in her eyes. "Maybe it would be a good idea to get Rai," she added, now becoming quite concerned herself. She knew C.P.R., having been trained and certified at a past job, she just thought she'd never need to use the training.

She didn't know what she thought about Rai coming in and seeing her in just a towel, though. Ah well, I'm sure we'll all see a lot of each other given this bathroom is obviously unisex.

Dragon walked into the bathroom and blinked confusingly at the scene before her. Not even trying to figure out the whole bathtub sink thing that she heard the others discussing she turned towards one of the other sinks (or is a a bathtub) and sitting on the floor she filled out the sink (or is it a bathtub) with water until it splashed on the brim. Looking through her pockets, she pulled out Mr. Quackers and gently put the duck on th water where it floated bobbing up and down.

Pamela saw a vaguely familiar person walked in, but she seemed to be unconcerned with the current goings-on. Pamela followed suit and turned back to the problem at hand.

"Oh no!" she muttered to herself as the bathtub (or was it a sink) over flowed making Mr. Quackers tip over so this plastic tail was pointing up. Dragon straighted out Mr. Quackers, turned off the tap and glanced around the room. She waved happily to Streams and some other people just before she saw a button.

It was really really big and red and was stuck right underneath the sink counter. Dragon ducked her head under the counter and glancing around she secretly and slowly leaned on the big red button to see what wil happen...

Out of nowhere, the lights began to flash rapidly. It was like she had been suddenly transported into a night club, but they were still in the bathroom. "Who on earth would put a strobe light in a bathroom?" Pamela asked out loud. "For that matter who turned it on." She looked suspiciously at Dragon who was seeming a bit too casual.

Rigby could hear the muffled voices above her, and when the lights began to stobe, it changed the water different colors. Her lungs were seriously beginning to burn

Note to self: Next time you take a bath in a sink instead of a bathtub bring gillyweed.

She had to get out of the tub now, before she drowned. Otherwise she would be the first person killed on HEBB rather than kicked off. It was time to face the music.

As casually as possible she popped out of the water, trying not to breathe in as desperatly as she wanted to. Flashing what she hoped was a winning smile at the little crowd she had drawn (fortunately still now Raisty) she asked,

"Does anyone have a towel?"

Cris neared the bathroom in her fluffy nightgown, whistling a jolly tune and carrying her cosmetic bag and a huge white towel. She could already hear voices and grinned - a full-packed bathroom was going to be fun. As she slowly and quietly opened the door, she heard a familiar voice ask, "Does anyone have a towel?". "Rigby!", Cris exclaimed as she saw her Ravenclaw friend get out of a bathtub... no sink.. or was it a tub after all?! She was so happy to see her that she immediately ran over to hug her, no even noticing that Rigby was erm... wet and in need of some cover.

Quickly drawing back, she finally noticed it... "OH, you said you need a towel, hum?!", she asked in a rather flustered way. "Um, er, here!", she exclaimed lifting the simply humongous towel off her shoulder and offering it to Rigby. Hopefully no-one had noticed - oh, they probably hadn't, since ... there were disco lights in the bathroom?!

She looked around to analyse the faces of the people around her better while waiting for Rigby to draw the towel around herself. There were some familiar faces, such as her silver sister Streams and.... yeah, just Streamsie. "Uhm, hi everyone, she said introducing herself to the general crowd in the bathroom (she had never thought so many people could fit into one bathroom, but then again, the BB house was rather special!) " - I'm Cristina, call me Cris, never X or Xtina, or else the bedbugs shall bite you annnnd.. yep. Oh, and these are my fluffy pink bunny slippers. People - meet slippers. Slippers - meet people!"

Grinning broadly, she sat down on the edge of the tub-whatever-thingy and started dangling her legs. "You know, since we already have disco lights, we might just as well throw a party in this place!"

Rigby was grateful to see Cris, and her humungus towel. She gratefully draped it around her self, securely tucking it in. It dawned on her that some of her housemates might be just as confused as she was about the tub/sink. Deciding there was only way to overcome her brush with mortification she clapped her hands.

"No, not just a disco party! A toga disco party!!" With a happy squeal she ran to the bedroom and grabbed some spare sheets and sprinted back to the bathroom. She slipped a little on the soapy water on the floor, but that could just make the party more fun. She handed out bedsheets to her fellow housemates and waited for them to put them on.

"Do we have a pole? We could do limbo?" she asked. Because everyone knows that disco toga parties are the place to limbo.

"Hey, Kaylee! You can call me Rigby or Kate, doesn't matter which. I like what you're doing with that sheet. Very Roman-esque chic" she grinned.

It seems people were going to let her get away with the bathing in the sink incident, which was good news. It could have been, should have been, a far worse outcome.

Rigby took a sheet herself and began to twist it, combining her towel and sheet together to make a hybrid toga. She then took a running slide onto the wet part of the floors, skating into the wall by the urinals. Smacking the wall hard just caused her to giggle uncontrolably. This was really the most fun she'd had in a bathroom in weeks.

Caro slowly opened the door, and peeked inside.

"Big Brother can't se us here? But I'm almost 100% sure that he can! I mean, it wouldn't surprise me! He's such a dirty ol' man, anyway!" Caro giggled, remembering back to the first HEBB time. "Oh he loved me very much!" she said smugly.

Streams uncapped her lipstick once more and added

Or Hear

to the mirror. Then she dreamily perched on the edge of the sink and began drawing large red spirals on the mirror.

"Oh he loved me very much!" Caree said, giggling.

"Caree!" Streams exclaimed, her mouth falling open in a huge grin. "Do you mean to say that you - and Big Brother - you - what are you implying, exactly?!"

Faster than lighting, she grabbed a tiny bubble in the palm of her hand as it floated by.

Pamela took a sheet for herself and wrapped it like a toga before letting her towel fall to the floor. "We need some tunes!" Pamela said, feeling slightly dizzy from the strobe. She saw a red button an a distant toilet. Rushing over she pushed it, and the room was filled with loud dance music. Pamela began to dance around like a crazy person. She ran up to Kaylee. "Dance with me!" she yelled excitedly.

"These buttons are cool!" Dragon thought out loud as the red button made the lights dance and loud dance music start. Spotting another button by her foot she pushed the yellow button and with a large creak the button flipped open.

Peering into the button she reached her hand into the hole and touched somthing slimy and cold - and screamed.

Streams glanced up when Ingrid screamed, and then froze as she saw the look of utter horror and terror on Ingrid's face. "Ingrid!" she yelled, watching as Ingrid's hand was being drawn further and further into the hole by powers unknown. "Get away from there!" Leaping down from her perch on the sink, Streams went over to Ingrid, put both arms around her waist, and tugged. With a squelchy sound, Ingrid's hand came free of the hole suddenly, and they both struggled for a moment to keep their balance, knocking into the wall.

"Ingrid! Ingrid!" Streams exclaimed. "What WAS that? Omg! Omg! Your hand is covered in slimy purple stuff! What IS that? Does it hurt? Does it tickle? Should I call for help?"

She grimaced at Ingrid's hand, which was dripping and oozing with a thick, dark purple gloppy...thing.

"I-it's just a b-bit col-cold." she chattered her teeth knocking up and down as the goo seem to make her whole hand freeze up and go numb. "Wh-what is thi-this stu-uff?"

Sarah looked at the weird gloop

"What on earths that?" She asked "It looks alive!"

Cris cheerfully accepted a toga from Rigby and had wrapped it around herself, over her baby-blue underwear, and was just admiring the way the toga went with her fluffy bunny slippers, when she heard some commotion around a girl she thought to remember by the name of Ingrid. Wondering what could be wrong, she noticed her hand was covered in some sort of strange purple mass. She stared. Wow... she'd never seen something like that in her entire life!

"Uhm, this would be about the time to ... do something!", she squealed nervously, then tore her toga off without even thinking, gulped, and announced: "Stand still, maybe I can wipe this thing off!". Folding the bedsheet into a couple of layers, she carefully placed it around Ingrid's hand - she could even feel the cold from the thing through all the layers of bedsheet-toga! - and tried to get it off. Weirdly enough, the slime seemed to have glued itself to Ingrid's hand because, no matter how hard she rubbed, the last layer of it didn't want to get off...

Shausto strolled into the bathroom, in the process of her random roam around the house.
Upon entering, she froze in her tracks, mesmerized by the flashing lights. Until she noticed Cris tugging forcefully on a bedsheet-covered-Ingrid's-hand. "What the.."

Shausto decided she didnt want to know.

Instead she broke out in dance and giggled at Ingrid's horrified expression.

As both Gemma and Kim left the bathroom, Shausto decided she might as well try to help Ingrid, after all. a housemember dying from a mysterious purple goo might not go over too well with Big Brother.

She walked up to Ingrid's hand and sniffed it. "Smells like blueberry.." she said in a sing-song voice. ."Maybe its an omen" she said ominously, then burst out laughing, succeeding in looking like a complete dork. As she wandered over to the sink/tub, she noticed Rigby's pink bubbles still sitting unpopped in the clogged sink/tub.

With a complete random thought that had no relevance to anything around her, Shausto grabed Ingrids hand, still wrapped in Cris's toga, and submerged it in the foamy water, causing it to slosh out even more so onto the smooth floor.

Katie opened the bathroom door and was releived to hear that she wasn't the first one to be taking a shower. At least one was running so she fallowed the sound of the noise to a few shower stalls. She took an unoccupied one and took her shower and got dressed. She emerged wet, but feeling fresher and more awake. She then returned to the main part of the bathroom to wash her face, but on her makeup and brush her teeth. With one last glance at her appearence the the mirror Katie turned and walked out of the room.

Only now that the Ingrid-hand-problem seemed to be more or less under control, as Shausto was now trying to get rid of the glibbery mass, did Cris notice she was still standing around in her underwear. She whistled innocently and hopped back under her dressing gown, mingling a slight muttering of "Nothing's-wrong-no-one-saw-this" into her tune.

"But hey -", she said to the thin air or anyone who'd listen, "where's the party? A bathroom's no place for being serious, oh no, no,no, no!". She reached out and grabbed the shower head from the closest shower cabin and, holding it like a microphone, announced: "Ladies and gentlemen - ok, fine, just ladies! - I present you..... shower-karaoke!". She shrieked a "yeah-yeah-yeah", then started singing "We will rock you", stomping her feet and clapping her one free hand - the one that wasn't holding the shower head - against the wall. Considering that she was a person who usually managed to mess up even the simplest tune, she innerly felt sorry for those who had to hear her false singing - but then again, people don't sing in the shower to sound well, do they?!

"Come on, everybody!", she shouted ecstatically.

After a listening to a bit of the singing, Pamela decided that she was kind of done with partying. The bathroom party had lost it's appeal for her. She shouted, "I'm gonna head out now." She wasn't sure if anyone heard her or not. Then she left the room.

Shausto waved to Pamela with her free hand, still holding Ingrid's hand under the soapy water. She yanked her hand back out and examined it, noticing the few random splotches of purple goop still stuck on.

"Well, I sure hope this stuff isnt dangerous..hm. well Off to the showers for me!"

Shausto skipped back towards the showers, and took a long hot shower, suceeding in squirting soap in her eyes and letting out a high-pitched squeal, before realizing she had brought in no towels.
"Helloo? Guys?"
She poked her head out looking for anything to dry off with, seeing only her own clothes and a spare roll of duct tape. Sighing, she threw on her clothes dripping wet, and made a mental note to let them dry later.

"So who's up next? I know someone else in here has to have a song they are just dying to sing." Shausto heard Kaylee say.
Shausto started over but slipped and fell on the wet floor, and decided singing in front of everybody probably wasnt the best thing to do right now.
Calling out a random goodbye scream, shausto left for the night for a very-confused-nights-sleep.

Ingrid glanced warily at her still slightly purple hands and glanced at the showers. Maybe the hot water will help. Grabbing her towel by the sink she found an empty shower stall and stepped in.

Chelle needed the toilet, though seeing what seemed like a party in the bathroom, she decided against it, reminding herself to ask big brother if they could have another bathroom

"OH MY BROTHER" Jess said as she barrelled into the bathroom.. it was overflowing with crazy people.. and she reallyyyyyy had to go pee... She ran into the closest stall that was unoccupied then relieved herself. Ahh.. beautiful. she thought. Breathing deeply and getting back into her normal damenour (sp?) she headed for the nearest sink.. or was it a bathtub.. or ... well... She sat there in confussion and just opted for the only one that wasnt occupied.

She looked over and saw a few girls, walking over she decided the bathroom was as good of a place as any to meet new people.. and start some drama hopefully.

"Hey guys," She grinned all friendlyish, "Im Jess!"

Dragon walked out her shower fully refreshed. Drying her hair, she patted her wrinkled t-shirt and pants that she had hastily thrown on. Spotting some newcomers in the bathroom she waved and said, "Hey, I'm Ingrid..or you can call me Dragon, whatever you want. Do you know that the bathtub looks like a sink? Since I thought it was a sink at first. Oh and don't go pressing button-" She rambled on a bit before realizing she probably sounded stupid.

"Sorry, how are you?"

"Im good, hehe, nice to meet you ingy" She paused for a minnute, "Can I call you ingy?" She flipped her hazlenut hair over her sholder and smiled.

"So have you heard, about Amby?" She let her mouth drop from its smile into a grimace, "last time we had HEBB she went psycho.. she made a hit list.. and tried to get everyone out.. it was soooo bad, she even tried to kill my dog."

She emphasized the last part. BB was crazy enough without a nut job like Amber G. running around.

"Hey Stephy," Jess squinted her eyes and tilted her head to the side, "Were you here for the last HEBB??" She asked, her memory having failed her for the umpteenth time today.

She jumped up on a sink and sat down.. she might as well get comfortable right?

"So did you know.. that amber.. like.. went evil last time she was in this house?" She said making her eyes go wide, "The girl even tried to kill my dog, owen, It was a sad sad time."

She let out a sigh... poor owen.