16 blueprints - moar frustrated dictation

[teds_up]

Stupid. Freaking. CASTLE!

[If one person were sent home every time that phrase was used, then the castle would be undoubtedly empty by now. So what's it done this time that Ted feels a certain need to reiterate his contempt for his current residence

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[ectobabble]

Design-blocked? Geez, that doesn't sound good ...

[teds_up]

Much less being design-blocked for half a year. God, I don't think I've ever been this frustrated in my entire life.

[That might be a slight exaggeration.]

[ectobabble]

Ouch. .... What kinda designs? Maybe I can help. I'm an engineer.

[teds_up]

[A bit of a wry smile.] Heh... I'm an architect, so I don't think you can help me out too much. [He rubs the back of his head.] Ah, well, it's designing all the same, right?

[black_dog_bite]

It has to come back to you at some point, pal. Just gotta wait it out.

[teds_up]

That's my thinking. I mean, I can see substantial things being taken as a loss. Precious items, and the like. But how the hell can you take someone's ability away? And better yet-- how do you prevent them from reobtaining that ability? Because, I swear, if I have to grit my teeth for hours every night to forcefully reteach myself how to design architecture, then that is exactly what I'm going to do.

[Can you tell he's fired up?]

[black_dog_bite]

An architect, eh?
Are there any books around? Maybe you could reteach yourself that way.

[teds_up]

Well... there should be in the library, but. [He presses his lips together.] I don't feel like I've forgotten it, you know? It's more like.... I can't apply what I know anymore. I just.. blank out.

[decibel_chamber]

Creativity can take a lot o' forms. Ever think o' tryin' somethin' different? It ain' like we're lackin' fer free time here.

[teds_up]

Hah. Try something different. While I'm at it, how about I learn how to sprout gills and breathe underwater, too?

[decibel_chamber]

[He chuckles.]

All things considered, I wouldn' put it beyond th' realm o' possibility. Considerin' y'got people turnin' inta ponies or mailboxes every other week.

All sarcasm aside, wha's so impossible about tryin' other forms o' creativity here? In the almos' year I've been here, I've taught meself th' cello. Mainly because I was bored.

[teds_up]

[He thinks he recognized that voice for a moment there, but then a comment catches him off guard.]

Wh-- mailboxes? I hope that was a part of your sarcasm.

The thing is, I don't want to do something else. Architecture is my life. And I'm not going to give it up without a good. long. hard. fight.

dictated;

[materialblade]

Helladisa, huh?

Whenever I can't think of anything, I sit outside and try to draw what's in front of me.

dictated;

[teds_up]

Well, you can't say that it really deserves the name Paradisa.

Draw... what's in front of me.

[...]

Oh man, that's it! All I have to start with is the blueprints for the actual castle.

[...which is actually possible for him to do, considering his loss is only that he can't create new designs, or even really add on to existing ones. But Ted doesn't know that.]

Yes! Thank you thank you thank you!

dictated;

[materialblade]

Yeah. I think it's kinda misleading, myself.

[He waits for the other guy to finish his epiphany, though he's just as excited when Ted gets it.]

Heheh, no problem! Glad I could help.

So, blueprints? You like to make stuff?

forever;

[teds_up]

[SKETCHITY SKETCH SKETCH]

Huh? --Oh, yeah! I'm an architect. Making stuff is my life.

[kungfuwitch]

Whoa, Ted? You okay?

[teds_up]

Never been better!

[Reason why he's suddenly so chipper? He took Lloyd's advice.]

[kungfuwitch]

Oh. [chuckles] Well I'm glad to hear that. Haven't heard from you in a little while. How've you been? Turned into any other creepy crawlies, lately.

[teds_up]

Hah, sorry, I guess I've been a little distracted. Nope, no creepy crawly Teds anywhere. And I'm hoping it's going to stay that way.

...but if I did turn into another bug, which one do you think I'd be?