𝙈𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙎𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙚 𝙎𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙨! || 𝙍𝙮𝙖𝙣'𝙨 𝙎𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙨

ᴅᴀʏᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴍᴏᴅᴇ: ᴏɴ

!TW! : Angst ig

Ryan stared at the blank document on his computer. He was stumped. He didn't know where to start. Of course, he already had an idea for a plot to work on but he really didn't know how to start the story.

An introduction? Ryan thought, Yeah, but how do I start that? Do I start with a dialogue or do I just get to the point?

This stupid song's been playing in my head for ages now. I really have to get some work done... it's like- wait, what time is it? - for fuck's sake! It's 8 PM!

Oh, come on! I really wish we had done this hours ago! But then I was still on the jeep and I didn't have enough data to search for a plot in Tumblr. This is supposed to be fun homework, for Christ's sake! I really wish I had writer friends other than Elliot...

He groans and leans back on his chair. Before he knew it, he started to daydream of different plots at the same time. He didn't know where the music was coming from but it was getting louder and louder.

Ryan didn't hear Raymond appear beside him but he felt him push his chair aside. Ah, fuck it, he thought, my brain's not braining enough to even fight back.

Raymond cracks his knuckles and types down an outline for the story. He heard Ryan mumble, "The fuck you doin'?"

Raymond replied, "We're having some technical difficulties with your Creativity so I'll be leaving this here until we sort it out."

Ryan was silent for a few moments before saying, "'Kay."

Raymond continues typing before he hears Ryan blurt out, "Do my friends hate me? Or do I just need to go to sleep?"

Raymond looked at them, confused, before figuring out that Ryan was doing the thing they always do where they randomly start saying references from whichever audio is stuck in their head. He ignores them and continues typing down the outlines.

Whatever was going on in the MindScape, he hoped it was being taken care of.

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So far, the effect the Creativity had on the MindScape was almost like a sensory room, minus the comforting vibe. All the Sides heard was uncomfortable static with the occasional music playing every 30 seconds. The furniture turned into different geometric shapes, spirals, and swirls.

Not to mention most of the Sides were floating.

Noah turned on a fire hydrant and sprayed, sending him around the room like a rocket, "WOOOO!!!! THIS IS AWESOME!!! GIO'S MISSING THIS!!!"

Francis floats upwards and grabs Noah by his leg, stopping him. Francis pulls Noah towards him and takes the fire hydrant, the Intrusive Thoughts Side dropping his head and floating away from the snake-like Side.

Ethan holds onto Gio who has a rope tied around his torso so that he won't float away, the Moral Side holding the end of the rope and wrapping it around his hand. Gio's eyes showed spirals that kept changing color. The Creative Side was immobile, floating like a balloon filled with helium.

Noah, who floated towards his brother, pulled out a pink marker and drew a fake mustache on Gio's face, the words "DUMB OF ASS" on his forehead, and pink patches on his eyes. Ethan realizes this and pulls Gio away from Noah, "Noah! Not cool!"

"What?! I'm not trying to kill him or anything. He can't even fight back so that would ruin the fun of it, wouldn't it?" Noah says, letting go of the marker and letting it float.

"Still, he won't really like it if he sees his face like this. That's not a permanent marker, is it?" Ethan asks. Noah sucks his teeth and takes the floating marker, hiding it behind his back.