27 Blueprints -- Dictated

[teds_out]

[When Ted wakes up and discovered he had gone to sleep simply out of boredom to wake up two weeks later, it didn't exactly grip him with the same anxiety as it had the first time it happened to him, but it did cause him to think that maybe it was a signal of some sorts. A signal to get off his ass and actually do something.

He'd spent most of the morning simply mulling over the matter, skimming the journal idly and glancing at his various belongings-- like the trashcan in the corner, filled to the brim with crumpled papers of failed architectural designs.

Around eleven, he would write in the journal.]

Vivian
Hey. Uh, sorry for not checking up on you, I was kind of in a loss-induced coma. [He continues on smoothly, unfazed.] I know it's still kind of cold out, but do you want to go take a walk in town?

Everyone
Yo, guys, it's Ted. Got knocked out for a couple weeks, so I hope I didn't miss anything too exciting. Hey, um, I guess this is directed more toward people who know me, but. You guys want to hang over at my place later? [He gives a shrug despite himself.] There's not really an occasion. But hey, why does there need to be? We're alive. Young. We need to rile this place up! Get lively!

Plus I haven't watched Galactic Battles in forever. Who's with me?

Comments

[assassino]

[Good choice, Lulu.]

People's eyes have electricity?

[teds_out]

[Works for Ted! He wastes no time in shushing the two as he puts the movie on play.

EPICNESS IS GOING TO BE HAD. Seriously, just look at those words flying through space.]

[heloise]

[ She giggles as quietly as she can after being shushed, turning to Ezio. ]

So I was told.

[ And now, ooh flying words. She tries her hardest to keep her mouth closed. ]

[assassino]

[Ooh, they've been shushed. Naughty Italians 8) He just casts a grin at Lucrezia before turning his eyes to the screen. Flying words, indeed.]

How do they take a picture of that?