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Started April 22, 2019 by Deleted user

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Name: Orderliness (I’m not really sure if Thomas has OCD or not, but Ollie does) “Ollie” Sanders
Parent: Logan
Looks: Ollie has impeccably neat brown hair, and the purple dye seems to have been place in a very particular area. He is relatively short (shorter than most of the other sides), but he never slouches.
Personality: Ollie typically keeps quiet unless he has some reason to do otherwise. He’s been known to tidy things up around the apartment/Thomas’s brain/whatever you want to call it, which can annoy other sides who are content to “Live in their own filth”, as Ollie would say. He can be tense, uptight, and closed off sometimes, but is actually very interesting if you can break through his walls.
Outfit: Very clean/neat clothes (he irons them of course). He wears a light blue tie over a simple white dress shirt, black pants, and black shoes.
Function: To keep Thomas in check in terms of making a mess of things (figuratively and literally, but mostly literally) and cleans out useless clutter in Thomas’s mind. He can sometimes accidentally cause Thomas to be forgetful by removing memories or information he’d deemed unimportant.
Favorite Color: Periwinkle
Nail polish?: No
Scars: No
Birthmarks: None (they’d drive him insane)
Accessories: A tie (mentioned earlier) and a few rubber bands wrapped as neatly as possible around his arm for cleaning purposes. He does sometimes have to remove the bands if they get too untidy. He also has black glasses like Patton/Logan)

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Ollie had been washing dishes and generally cleaning downstairs when he heard C come down. He and C were on pretty good terms, and he recognized C as soon as he saw him. “Hello, C.” He said casually. “You’re up rather early.”

Depression or D was still laying down in his room with no plans to move, get up, or do anything. Why should he do anything when none of it really matters in the grand scheme of things. He just planned to stay there all day. Maybe even all year. None of it ever mattered.

"Hellooooo, my darling son of an emo!" Narcissus burst into Depression's room with no warning or invite.

Depression sighed loudly then covered his face with a pillow. "Can't you knock?" He said quietly.

"You need to cheer up, Killjoy Kitten. C'mon, let's hang out with the others!" he said.

"What type of nickname is that?" He asked taking the pillow off of his face and glared having no desire of getting up or moving at all.

"A fitting one. Come onnnn, I'm not taking no for an answer." he said, moving to drag Depression out of his bed.

"No." He whined and grabbed onto the bed post.

Narcissus clawed Depression's fingers off and started to drag him down the hallway. "Come on, you don't have to be so grumpy and depressing all the time!" he said.

Ollie had been washing dishes and generally cleaning downstairs when he heard C come down. He and C were on pretty good terms, and he recognized C as soon as he saw him. “Hello, C.” He said casually. “You’re up rather early.”

"I wanted to have a bit of time to read." He stated quietly, motioning to the books clutched in his hands. He didn't really like being around a lot of people, it made him work harder than he needed and sent him into overdrive.

Narcissus clawed Depression's fingers off and started to drag him down the hallway. "Come on, you don't have to be so grumpy and depressing all the time!" he said.

"Not that easy." He said in a single song voice as he was dragged

"Understandable. I will attempt to keep quiet so you can read. I still have to clean, though, so I apologize for that. You people drive me insane with your indifference to cleanliness sometimes…" Ollie sighed and continued cleaning the dishes.

Narcissus clawed Depression's fingers off and started to drag him down the hallway. "Come on, you don't have to be so grumpy and depressing all the time!" he said.

"Not that easy." He said in a single song voice as he was dragged

"Well, this will cheer you up!" he said.

"Will it really?" D asked with no emotions in his tone.

"Of… course!" Depression was suddenly getting increasingly heavy, almost as if someone had wanted to shoehorn in a metaphor for depression weighing down on you until you snap, and provide ample opportunity for slapstick comedy.

"What is going on up there…?" Ollie muttered to himself, finishing off the dishes and heading over to where the commotion was. "Narcissus, are you seriously trying to get D to leave his room?" He sighed, placing his hands on his hips. "This always ends badly and you make a mess of everything. It's terribly inconvenient, you know."

"Of… course!" Depression was suddenly getting increasingly heavy, almost as if someone had wanted to shoehorn in a metaphor for depression weighing down on you until you snap, and provide ample opportunity for slapstick comedy.

(That is great)

"You seem so sure of yourself. But your ample efforts to make me leave my room leave my state of being are wasted. They are wasting your oh so usless potential. So many possibilities so many things down the road that will not be what you've hope." He said quietly but loud enough for Narcissus to hear him.

"Do you think I'd make it that easy for you to escape? Oh, hiya Ollie!" he blew a kiss with his free hand towards the specified side.

"Hmph. I'm not sure why you thought this was a good idea, Narcissus. Either you will have to stop, or Depression will have to comply. I've got too many things to clean up today as is, and I do not have time for this." He straightened his tie. Ollie and D were on decent terms; mostly because D never really left his room to make Ollie's life harder.

"Pleaseee help me move this sad sack-of-potatoes, Ollie!" Narcissus pleaded.

"Well, perhaps he wouldn't be so unmotivated if you were to… uh… cheer him up? Give him a reason to get up instead of just telling him to do it. People don't typically like to be ordered around." Ollie crossed his arms in a matter-of-fact way.