(Sorry if I take forever to respond. Most of my role plays here died, so I'm not on that often unless I'm at school where this is the only place I can role play and where I run one with my friend who doesn't have Internet at home)
"I know, Logan. Look, I'll have some idea eventually, okay? You're not helping, you know," Roman said.
"An I supposed to? I just walked into the room. Why should I be helping? You could ask and I would, but-" Logan was cut off by Virgil. "Social cues, Logan. Social cues." he said, holding up a hand.
(Okay, that time I had a sleepover and didn't get home until now, and I didn't have Internet)
"You're not even trying to help, Logan, yet you're the one bothering me about not having an idea yet," Roman said. He had other things to say, but did not feel like starting an argument when he was stressed enough just trying to come up with a video idea.
"Logan, help. Please." said Virgil. "Alright. Let's come up with something new, but not totally different from what he usually does. And Roman? No 'pure originality' shenanigans like last time, please? I'd like to remind you all that everyone, including Thomas, has a common pattern or theme in how they work, we're all aware of this by now. And, will we consider any costs? The time it takes to work our idea? If we'll need any help from Thomas's friends or associates?" said Logan.
"Before we really go considering that stuff, just let me come up with some ideas. Also, okay. I just hope I can think of something that is actually a good idea. You guys can still help, of course, I'm just saying. I still need an idea so we should probably just stop with the talking, unless there are any more important things. Also, thanks, guys, your help is something I honestly needed here," said Roman.
"Well, if you need anything, let me or Patton know. I'm not sure if Virgil would help that much. And Roman?" said Logan thoughtfully, "You're doing your best. And it's really helping." he continued. Virgil didn't look offended, but said, "Anyways, I'm ducking out. Thomas has an overdue date with paranoia. Catch you later, guys." he sunk down into the floor and away to mess with Thomas's head.
"Bye. I'm just going to think of ideas now," said Roman, thinking of ideas.
"Alright. Don't overwork yourself, okay?" it was surprising this moment of sentiment came from Logan but oh well. "If you need any help, tell us, and just send your finished product to me so I can clean up the rough edges and send it to Thomas." Logan added.
"Got it," said Roman, still thinking of ideas.
Logan exited, and with that the room was empty. Except, you could see something moving in the shadows of Roman's room…
"Hello, Thomas." said Virgil. He started the same old routine, pop up, start making Thomas feel anxious, and then leave him to his thoughts. It worked every time, it was a rut they'd never get out of and it was just Virgil doing his job after all. "So much unfinished work, you've been slacking off. You have things to do that you aren't doing," he said as Thomas was sitting in the living room, watching Parks and Rec.
(By the way, headcanons about Roman's room? We haven't seen it yet but I'm wondering if you have any theories, I have a few?)
(I don't have any at the moment)
Thomas looked at Virgil. "I know, Virgil. We've all been busy, though. Besides, I can't even post any video, because Roman has no ideas. Not to mention that's very weird. I don't even know what's going on."
"What do you think your fans would think? You being so lazy, out of shape, unproductive…. they look up to you, Thomas, what happens when they see their hero as he really is?" asked Virgil cruelly. It was his job, he reminded himself. And it was fun but… didn't feel as right as it used to.
Deceit rose out of the shadows of Roman's room. "You're definitely not spreading yourself too thin, you know." he lied.
"I honestly don't know…" said Thomas.
"Deceit, why are you even in here right now? I don't want to deal with you right now. I have video ideas to come up with!" said Roman.
"Well, you summoned me." It wasn't a lie, not really. Whenever Thomas or his sides were lying, to themselves, others, there was Deceit. He didn't have to show up, of course, but by now it was getting annoying with all the lies they told. Lies of omission were especially potent in any of their meetings, and otherwise it would be a few lies of commission and subjection floating around the mindscape. "So?" he asked, waiting for an answer, any answer at all.
"Okay, I'm honestly a little sick of this. You need to pep up! Go hang out with some friends, go on a jog, just do something for your mental health! Anything!" Virgil shouted. "You're not taking care of yourself and it's having an effect on us! Are you seriously going to just waste away!?"
"What do you even want right now?" asked Roman. He was annoyed with this. It was already hard enough to come up with any ideas and now he also had to put up with Deceit.
"I didn't know it's gotten that bad! I know things have been a little off, but I didn't think it was already that bad," said Thomas.
"You summoned me," he repeated, "what is it you want right now?" Deceit asked, getting so close to Roman that it would have been a far cry had there been any chance of Deceit understanding the concept of the Personal Space Bubble.
"Pardon my French, but you're an idiot." Virgil facepalmed. "Get out there! I'm banning Parks and Recreation until you're in a better state of mind."
"Deceit, I'm just trying to come up with some video ideas," said Roman. He just wanted Deceit to leave, but he knew that wasn't going to happen.
"Fine," said Thomas, getting up.
Deceit had an infuriatingly smug grin on his face. "Are you sure you're capable of doing this at all? That you aren't a massive failure?" he asked.
"Well? Let's get to it?" said Virgil.
"Deceit, being Roman's creative side, I know I can think up of some idea," said Roman.
"Okay, let's go," said Thomas.
"Yes, I definitely am capable of seeing that there are absolutely no lies in that statement." Deceit said.
"You're going, not me. I have things to do, managing your steadily declining mental health and all that." said Virgil airily, sinking into the background.
(I meant Thomas's. I think quite fast sometimes, okay?)
"Please, Deceit, just go. I have things to work on, and you are not doing anything helpful!" said Roman.
"Bye," said Thomas as he went outside.
(I meant Thomas's. I think quite fast sometimes, okay?)
(T'wasn't referencing that but I actually never even noticed the typo. Mostly just bullshitting the plot along because monologuing conversations are fun when you want to avoid stuff.)
"Yes, I'm definitely not not doing anything helpful at all am I?" he said to himself. "Cutting to the chase, you're wearing yourself out. As is Thomas. You have incredibly bad self-confidence despite being Thomas's ego, you know." said Deceit.
(I still usually correct those if I notice them. It happens sometimes)
"Deceit, please, why are you even bringing this stuff up? asked Roman.
"Well, it's definitely not affecting your work, darling. I'm absolutely showing no concern whatsoever towards it." he leaned back, halfway sitting and halfway leaning on the table.
Roman was just looking at him. Why does he seem to care in a way? First I can't come up with any ideas, and now this? I thought he just came to bother me, he thought.
"Anyone ever told you staring is rude?" Deceit said flatly.
"Sorry, I was a little lost in thought," said Roman.
"Aren't we all in a way?" he asked cryptically. "Well, as stated, I'm not worrying about your physical and mental state at all. Don't tell me, are you really sure you can handle overworking yourself so much?"
"Deceit, I don't even know if it's possible for me to get another idea at this point, but being the creative one here, I have to try."
"It's worse than I thought," Deceit muttered. "It doesn't sound to me like you need a break." he said.
