promise I'll have some builds soon hopefully but quite frankly I've opened up my game and just stared at a blank lot for like 5 minuets... then left the game
I have no ideas on what to build need my brain to start working on fun ideas because floor plans can only get me so far
So one day I decided that I would try writing again, and with that came with overcoming the hurdle that is my mind! I used to write quite a lot when I was little (younger than I am now). My ink dried long ago, but I've decided to scratch the box till it opens and just start typing and see what comes out.
Maybe that's what writing is or at least can be? To just tell yourself 'I want to write something' and wing it.
Partially because I am not used to socializing directly with anyone else online besides responding to comments, but also probably because something happened at some point that slowly sucked up all my old ink used for putting down ideas. Perhaps, the ink is only black and white and I've spilt out all the other colors and I'll need to buy new ones.
No matter what though, I just wrote two paragraphs by going off hardly nothing so that's a start! Pat pat on me back
Imagine if a side called “creativity block” existed. Like Thomas needs someone to blame for stuff like “writers block” and here’s this dork lol. With him, whenever he wants to do his job Thomas can’t come up with new ideas. Like: drawings, scrips, new lies and more lol. (Janus would be affected too if you think about it).
Like if Thomas needed to lie he wouldn’t be able to come up with something to say thanks to “creativity block”.
Block just chills with Thomas while thomas just rips his hairs out begging block to let Roman and Remus come to him or smth while block is sitting on a table or something kicking his feet while relaxing lol.
Then when he’s finished he sees Janus, Remus and Roman in the corner about to jump him/j.
(camera shows white, and slowly pans down to show sticky notes appearing, their colors varying between yellow, brown, green, and pink, their density increased near the center and spreading out until the view stops with a girl laying down in the center far away)
(view cuts to a close up of the girl looking down at a piece of paper with a pencil in her hands, she blinks)
(camera cuts to the paper, the pencil is being tapped on it rhythmically, a black dot on the part where the tip taps the paper)
(camera view cuts to her other hand, each finger tapping the "ground" in a rythym before stopping)
(some scratching sounds are heard, the view of the camera cuts and pans through different angles and views of the girl, sticky notes visible in every shot, most of their texts are indecipherable)
(the camera cuts to a lone bent sticky note that seems to have fallen out, and then zooms in to it, revealing a text that reads "try to find someone?")
(the scratching stops, and the camera view cuts to white again, the girl is seen getting up into the frame, and holding a paper)
"Right, let's see if this works"
(theres a cut to the paper being held by her, on it is a simple drawing of a short haired person wearing a shirt and long flare cut pants, some illegible scribbles are on the corner, the hands let go of the drawing, and then one of them presses down on it)
(a side view of the girl, surrounded by the sticky notes in the background, crouching down with the hand pressing the paper, she pulls her hand back)
"I wonder how long it'll take."
(She grabs another paper and looks at it)
"Hey!"
(Then turns around, we see her face, a bit surprised for the occasion.)
There's someone else there now.
(Someone looks confused, and appear to be waving)
"Hello" is what the girl says
"Do you um, know where i am?"
"Well, youre here"
"Oh, uh, does it not have a name?" the Someone asks
"Maybe it does" she responds
"...Do you not know?" is asked a bit worryingly
"I guess its my artspace, if you want" is what she tosses as an answer
"Yeah that helps, thanks"
(She curls up her legs, and holds the paper in front of her, the Someone walks a bit closer)
"My... name is Kaz, by the way!" they say, a bit awkward
"Alright" she responds, in that same monotone voice
"Whats your name?", Kaz asks the girl
She's tapping her pencil on the paper again, and starts drawing a square.
She stops drawing the square for a second... wait no, she's drawing a cube.
She continues doing that.
"...Do you not have a name?", Kaz says, sitting down besides her.
The girl sort of shrugs.
"I do have a name", she says.
"So, what is it?"
She stares blankly at them.
"Its whatever"
Okay, this is getting redundant.
"Do you... mind if i give you a name?" they try to prod
She stops drawing, and her eyes seem to widen a bit.
"Whats the name"
"Like uh... dahlia?"
"Yeah, thats good"
She goes back to the paper, it doesn't seem like she's drawing, but more scribbling on the side.
"But isn't that a long one? What about Doley?"
"Dollie" she seems to somewhat suggest
"Yeah!"
"Its alright"
The room grows quiet once more.
(Kaz spends a few second staring at the paper, and then glances between Dollie and the art, and then finally looks around and gets up to put a hand over one sticky note, it is also illegible)
"Why do you have these in those specific colors?"
"Huh"
"Normally these are yellow right?"
"Whats a color"
"...It's uh- wait, you don't know colors?" they asked, turning around from the note
"Maybe i do" she said with the casualness of lukewarm water
"How can you not be sure? Aren't you... aren't you drawing with blue ink right now??"
"Oh thats because its my favorite" she said
"Favorite what?" they asked
"You know" "she responded, still not having looked up at them"
Oh this is being productive alright...
Maybe there's something else to do here in the meanwhile.
I remember drawing Constanze with a mechanic arm and futuristic sunglasses when I was hyping for Atomic Heart game. Now I made an au fanfic where Croix brainwashed everybody in Luna Nova and Blytonbury Is in a witch dictatorship, Constanze have a hard time dealing with them.
Now my creativity said goodbye to me and I'll take forever to write the chapters ;-; :/