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unanswering.livejournal.com... Master Oz has left the premises.
[It's... not like she cares. Not at all.
Of course not.]
[It's... not like she cares. Not at all.
Of course not.]
unanswering.livejournal.com
unanswering.livejournal.com[Filtered from Vincent Nightray]
[She takes care to write the filter in carefully, even if this is quite an impulsive move by her standards and she's, frankly enough, terrified of the repercussions.
But that's okay. Echo is but an echo of Noise, and Noise would have wanted this greatly. She pens down in careful handwriting-]
Echo's Master is upset.
Echo does not wish for her Master to be upset.
[Read: Noise is throwing a fit at Vincent's distress, and she can't take two potentially brain-breaking tantrums at once, both literally and figuratively.]
How does one go about consoling one's Master?
Echo would very much like to know.
[She takes care to write the filter in carefully, even if this is quite an impulsive move by her standards and she's, frankly enough, terrified of the repercussions.
But that's okay. Echo is but an echo of Noise, and Noise would have wanted this greatly. She pens down in careful handwriting-]
Echo's Master is upset.
Echo does not wish for her Master to be upset.
[Read: Noise is throwing a fit at Vincent's distress, and she can't take two potentially brain-breaking tantrums at once, both literally and figuratively.]
How does one go about consoling one's Master?
Echo would very much like to know.
iv. a little quiet
Jan. 30th, 2010 11:40 pmunanswering.livejournal.com( Read more... )
[She's currently sitting outside of door 910, pulling at Jenga blocks. A bouquet of blue roses rest at her feet, semi-wilted. Almost as though she had gotten them for a purpose, but had decided otherwise for some reason, and now they've become somewhat obsolete.
She pulls at one of the blocks, and watches at the structure caves in on itself.
... oh. It fell.]
[She's currently sitting outside of door 910, pulling at Jenga blocks. A bouquet of blue roses rest at her feet, semi-wilted. Almost as though she had gotten them for a purpose, but had decided otherwise for some reason, and now they've become somewhat obsolete.
She pulls at one of the blocks, and watches at the structure caves in on itself.
... oh. It fell.]
iii. a little noise ; public, filterless
Dec. 27th, 2009 03:51 pmunanswering.livejournal.com[ It's a lazy day. She's sitting outside of the 10th door on the 9th floor ( Vincent's room, otherwise known as the 'Prohibited Land' but that's seriously a digression, right there) and she's... scribbling, as per usual Echo when she's not being toted around by her loving master or people-watching. Vincent's presumably close by, or maybe not, considering that's the way he rolls, but if he comes calling, she will respond in due haste, as expected of a servant of the Nightray household.
But for now, it's a lazy afternoon, and until she's called for, she's content to just scribble the afternoon away. ]
( Public, filterless etc. Echo!commentary is a go! )
[ Her neat handwriting suddenly breaks off when the pen is violently jabbed into the last 's', forming a large and ugly ink blotch. The journal abruptly switches to voice-recognition when shrieking erupts on the 9th floor. Guess who just got out? ]
MASTER VINCENT!
[ Aaaaand Noise has absolutely no clue about the whereabouts of her beloved master. The journal is abruptly tossed aside as she turns to the first door she sees, and starts pounding on it violently. ]
[ooc: So, I'm back a day early from my vacationing shenanigans. Fun tidbit: the resort I stayed at was called the 'Paradisus'. Oh, the lolirony.
H-have a little Noise? xD And a merry belated Christmas too all! o/]
But for now, it's a lazy afternoon, and until she's called for, she's content to just scribble the afternoon away. ]
( Public, filterless etc. Echo!commentary is a go! )
[ Her neat handwriting suddenly breaks off when the pen is violently jabbed into the last 's', forming a large and ugly ink blotch. The journal abruptly switches to voice-recognition when shrieking erupts on the 9th floor. Guess who just got out? ]
MASTER VINCENT!
[ Aaaaand Noise has absolutely no clue about the whereabouts of her beloved master. The journal is abruptly tossed aside as she turns to the first door she sees, and starts pounding on it violently. ]
[ooc: So, I'm back a day early from my vacationing shenanigans. Fun tidbit: the resort I stayed at was called the 'Paradisus'. Oh, the lolirony.
H-have a little Noise? xD And a merry belated Christmas too all! o/]
ii. a little echo ; public, filterless
Dec. 11th, 2009 02:16 amunanswering.livejournal.com[Well, now, Echo has somehow extracted herself from Vincent's bedroom after a most interesting experience on the elevator and subsequent nap-time. After exploring the castle fully (and idk how much time has passed since then, days?), she finds herself without orders, and is now perched upon the armrest of a couch with her journal, observing the on-goings and occasionally taking notes.
Oh, who am I kidding. She's just taking down notes on everything in sight. This is how her journal entry goes:]
( The sound of the slap generally echoes through the lobby at the rate of 70 decibels per second, for the duration of three seconds. )
[A pause in the scribblings. She seems to be considering something.]
This appears to be a festival designed to celebrate the polygamy between individuals. Interesting.
[ooc: Echo!commentary is a go. Feel free to come and bug her, or to just respond through the journal. Unplanned kisses are awesome too. /o/]
Oh, who am I kidding. She's just taking down notes on everything in sight. This is how her journal entry goes:]
( The sound of the slap generally echoes through the lobby at the rate of 70 decibels per second, for the duration of three seconds. )
[A pause in the scribblings. She seems to be considering something.]
This appears to be a festival designed to celebrate the polygamy between individuals. Interesting.
[ooc: Echo!commentary is a go. Feel free to come and bug her, or to just respond through the journal. Unplanned kisses are awesome too. /o/]
I. A little silence
Dec. 1st, 2009 01:09 amunanswering.livejournal.com[... How strange. This isn't where she was before.
She takes a good look around, face impassive. Master Vincent, Miss Lotti, nowhere to be seen.
She must've been moved, then. And not a note in sight -- a strange journal open on the bed, and a few writing utensils. A bare room. It reminds her a little of the strange room with its curtains and drapes and blank walls. The room where Echo and Noise exist as one and the same, or something like that.
Not one for sentimentality, she does the logical thing. Taking the journal in hand, and a pen in the other, she flips to an empty page, and begins recording what these eyes see.]
Time ; unknown
Location ; unknown
The room is bare and devoid of everything but the necessities. It's a very efficient room. Master Vincent does not seem to be within the premises.
Echo will await orders.
She takes a good look around, face impassive. Master Vincent, Miss Lotti, nowhere to be seen.
She must've been moved, then. And not a note in sight -- a strange journal open on the bed, and a few writing utensils. A bare room. It reminds her a little of the strange room with its curtains and drapes and blank walls. The room where Echo and Noise exist as one and the same, or something like that.
Not one for sentimentality, she does the logical thing. Taking the journal in hand, and a pen in the other, she flips to an empty page, and begins recording what these eyes see.]
Time ; unknown
Location ; unknown
The room is bare and devoid of everything but the necessities. It's a very efficient room. Master Vincent does not seem to be within the premises.
Echo will await orders.
))) fourth engagement
May. 27th, 2009 12:18 amdidi-fallasleep.livejournal.com[echo is in the kitchen, since it was a well lit place and had tables and chairs in it, with the very important journal nearby as she trims a bonsai tree with some scissors and listens to some of the people in the journal there are a lot of them that are sad and she's trying to understand why]
You... you hurt. That isn't right.
You... you hurt. That isn't right.
))) third engagement
May. 9th, 2009 11:13 pmdidi-fallasleep.livejournal.com[dictated to the journal]
I have a pet now. It's very soft. I like the sounds it makes. Do others have these pets now?
There aren't as many as there were before.
I have a pet now. It's very soft. I like the sounds it makes. Do others have these pets now?
There aren't as many as there were before.
))) second engagement
Apr. 26th, 2009 04:36 pmdidi-fallasleep.livejournal.com[she doesn't wander far from her room. the book is always open. words and voices and things she might not understand but still likes to listen to are a constant hum of noise. no one is told to be quiet. no one is told that it's not as relaxing. her room is quiet except for the book. still she ventures out, looking at a world she's never seen before and learning what she can. she's found the music room today. down the hall from her room. the sounds were soothing, and she wanted to see how it worked]
It's very pretty.
[she hasn't heard it play but the keys are clean and the finish is a high gloss across the top. she sits on the piano bench with the book open beside her. constant companion. a finger presses to the ivory key plinking a sound out. it's soft since she barely pressed it, but she presses it again harder to get a more resonating tone from it and she's pleased by it]
[music room - open post - sorry she's more of the observe and learn sort at the moment]
It's very pretty.
[she hasn't heard it play but the keys are clean and the finish is a high gloss across the top. she sits on the piano bench with the book open beside her. constant companion. a finger presses to the ivory key plinking a sound out. it's soft since she barely pressed it, but she presses it again harder to get a more resonating tone from it and she's pleased by it]
[music room - open post - sorry she's more of the observe and learn sort at the moment]
))) first engagement
Apr. 17th, 2009 12:23 amdidi-fallasleep.livejournal.com[she woke up. it was different. the pod was there but she was alone. doors opened. there were stairs. she took them all down, looking. now there's a lobby and there are people. her eyes watch them all.. head tilting... they're angry]
You're... you're all wet. Did you go for a swim?
[ooc: feel free to ignore her or talk to her]
You're... you're all wet. Did you go for a swim?
[ooc: feel free to ignore her or talk to her]