subject appears to have difficulty with inspiration. he sets his eyes on the two empty gacha boxes lying next to him. he thinks, but does not appear to be inspired. he pops the gacha boxes open, and closes them again.
subject now stares at the rubbish on his desk. casually picks it up, throws it in the bin, and writes a little more.
subject is struggling for inspiration again.
subject appears to hear a vibrating sound, as of a mobile phone receiving a text message. he checks his phone but it has no messages.
turns on some music for inspiration. gets nowhere.
suddenly, subject has an idea. he begins typing away furiously at his keyboard, slowly translating thoughts into words and conveying them through the digital void. his idea does not appear to have arisen, however.
vitals are normal. pulse is fine, breathing is relaxed but slightly quickened, beginning to get a little dizzy perhaps.
takes a drink, and decides to retroactively change every instance of the word "participant" in this report to the much more scientific-sounding "subject".
finishes this little task.
subject appears to have lost inspiration again. swears loudly. wishes out loud that something exciting would happen. mumbles something about velociraptors.
throws one gacha box across the room to generate excitement. the gacha box shatters.
disposes of the remains of the gacha box.
subject is clearly agitated at lack of inspiration. buries face in hands more than once.
changes song. resumes writing.
adjusts chair. subject is clearly annoyed with himself.
subject says, audibly and loudly: "I'm just gonna give a big shout out to all my friends here..." but stops without elaborating. subject is still agitated.
throws out more rubbish. returns to keyboard shortly after.
subject is eaten by a wild velociraptor. experiment ends.