Liam was still very much unable to pull a full breath into his lungs, and he continued to lay on the floor, gasping like a fish out of water. Eyes squeezed shut, he heard Bonnie burst into his room and a flush of relief filled him, even as he still struggled. With every breath he pulled into his lungs, it got easier to actually breathe, to calm down. He struggled to respond, not really trusting his ability to communicate without proper oxygen. Ryan soon joined BJ and what with both of them asking if he was okay, the youngest Byrne felt like he was much safer. Pulling in a rather raspy, whistly gasp, Liam rattled off a few short bursts of sound. "Projected into the school. Barrier knocked me back."
Pressing his hand into the floor, Liam moved to one side experimentally and the entire room roiled. It sort of felt like he had the spins, but he hadn't done anything stronger than the weed he'd just smoked. Blinking his eyes open, Liam looked between Bonnie and Ryan as the colors and textures that he normally saw shifted and changed. The colors of BJ's pants inverted and the leopard spots puffed up like a gooey candy substance. Face a mask of the "what the fuck" he was feeling and seeing, he poked at the knee of her pants experimentally. It didn't feel like Laffy Taffy, though it certainly looked like it. Raking his eyes up between Bonnie and Ryan again, Liam made no move to get up and just stared as their faces morphed and changed.
It reminded him of a cartoon he'd watched where the colors went all psychodelic thanks to one of the characters dropping something that was supposed to be like acid. "Woah," he ground out. "I'm..." he faltered, voice still straining thanks to still needing to work to get a full breath inside his lungs. "Never dropped acid. Probably never will," he said calmly, surprising himself for a moment before panic took over. It started as a tremor in his hands and ended in a panicked yell. "What the FUCK. Is wrong with my eyes?! Everything's all colors and shapes and--" he took another huge breath, chest heaving as he coughed. "YOUR PANTS LOOK LIKE CANDY! YOUR SWEATER IS RAZOR BLADES!" He pointed at each of them, chest heaving and eyes wild. "I. Am never. Using my powers for good. Ever. AGAIN!"