Echo of Noise

Put a ◆ in my askbox and I'll kiss you: specify where.

Sun, 28 Oct 2012 01:03:09 +0200

Ouahh---ECHO-CHAN~!

Sat, 27 Oct 2012 15:01:24 +0200

JUST ECHO.

Echo's starting to feel like she'll need new items to bribe and get whatever Echo wants.

Sat, 27 Oct 2012 13:33:14 +0200

Where to go?

Echo should leave now before another errand come in the way.

When Echo needs Noise

Tue, 23 Oct 2012 00:49:18 +0200

Waking up to the numbing flavor of trouble, Echo gasped sharply, as if she was just emerging from a deep and dark ocean. She didn’t feel herself shaking, no matter how violently her body was trashing; she felt way too cold. The servant opened her eyes to the disaster Noise had made of her in her little closet. The thin ray of light cutting through the darkness of her hiding place clearly revealed the bruises on her left forearm. The cold metal blade on her thigh only increased the panic of her heart; at this point tears fell down uncontrollably as Echo tried mumbling to herself. No matter how hard she told herself it was over, she was scared to get out, scared to be looking for a way to hide what Noise had done of her, scared to clean the crimson drops on her clothes, on the precious scissors of her master. She did stay still for a while, shaking, hoping Noise would take the control again, for once Echo felt ready to abandon herself to the depths of her mind but her alter ego didn’t find it convenient to agree; of course.

The servant shuffled really weakly to the doors of the closet, holding back her urge to cry. She just turned her aches in a rising anger toward Noise, against herself. She hated how it was nearly as if her Master had clawed her forearm himself. “What have I done wrong? What have I done wrong?” she whispered, angry at herself, as she tried to cope with the ache and the fright. She cleaned the closet easily, but the blood stains on her dress would never disappear she feared. She faced herself in the mirror, looking at her tears falling, now without any noise. She kind of begged the girl in the mirror to come forth and take responsability for what she had done without success. It was just Echo, numbed in the bathroom, holding her master’s scissors like a disobedient child after an ugly mistake.

If you're cutting Lotti's hair, I'd like to cut yours, Echo.

Mon, 22 Oct 2012 22:41:03 +0200

Echo doesn’t want to cut Lotti’s hair, Echo wouldn’t know what to do with Lotti’s hair. Echo likes her hair just fine.

childofthirdomen: xxbloodyalicexx: mitsuki-anime: Pandora...

Sun, 21 Oct 2012 10:56:57 +0200

childofthirdomen:

xxbloodyalicexx:

mitsuki-anime:

Pandora Hearts - Gangnam Style

……………WAT.

I AM DONE WITH THIS FANDOM. HAVE I SAID I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH? <3

Graveyard

Sat, 20 Oct 2012 15:13:08 +0200

[See me tearing up for this ;A;
Sorry this is the first drabble I write in ages, crappy much D:]

How much did it take to stand before this grave for the selfless servant of Vincent Nightray? A lot more of thinking about herself than she ever did, a lot less of concerns for what people would say if she was seen there, mourning. She did come there and stood for more than one hour now, motionless, head down. Long had the wind messed her light blue bangs. For once she wasn’t trying to think of anything, the most important being how she’d feel right being with the only friend she had when Juota went missing for any reason. In all, Oz had been the only friend she had, because he had defined the word then he had illustrated it brilliantly. Echo realized the Duke was everything brilliant in her life; unleashing wild emotions of every kind every time they’d met. The mere thought of Oz could as well move her so much the grave seemed surreal.

Her numb knees crashed on the humid grass and her sleeves dug in the green strands, hiding her hands, her fingers clutching the grass. He was just there underneath. Being this close, she was sure she’d feel even better if she could just lay under the grass with him. Nothing would change in the world, not for a missing puppet she thought she heard in her mind. Noise had remained silent or at least discreet for a while now. But Echo could feel how Noise didn’t want to lay there; she could almost sense all the reasons why Noise didn’t agree. She felt cold, everlasting coldness, she felt the temper of her master and she even felt trapped, panicking. She sighed out, not really caring what she could be risking to be with the one who assumed she actually was. Oz made her realized she was alive; with him she lived, she was.

It didn’t last until she felt herself falling down, endlessly when Noise took over her. Echo didn’t fight this time, her soul cringing inside the body she wished she could abandon to drown in the ground she stood on. What was that violent feeling again she pondered, she liked this one feeling that made her reach out for Oz just before. Noise stood and walked away, chuckling something about never letting herself die with a worthless Vessalius. Echo didn’t care, she didn’t want to take the control of her body anymore, she didn’t need to and she only heard the word suicide echo inside, she only made the word suicide echo inside.

MASTER POST OF ALL DRABBLES!! || Always Accepting! || Feel Free To Reblog And Add More!

Sat, 20 Oct 2012 14:25:31 +0200

Scream: My character has caused yours to scream out for some reason
Headache: How my character will take care of yours when they have a headache
Expecting: Our characters find out they are expecting a child together
Milkshake: Our characters will have to split a milkshake
Coffee: My character will be hyped up on coffee and pester yours
Graveyard: My character will visit your characters grave
Spectre: My character will be visited by your character's ghost or vice versa
Bleed: My character will injure your character
Dream: My character will have a dream about your character
Busted: Your character will catch mine doing something they shouldn't.
O Romeo: I will write my character missing/looking for yours.
O Juliet: I will write about my character's feelings for yours.
O Macbeth: I will write about how my character kills yours.
O Hero: I will write about my character mourning yours.
O Puck: I will write about my character pranking yours.
O Titiana: I will write about our characters sharing a night in bed or sharing a kiss. Specify.
O Oberon: I'll write about my character getting angry at yours over something they did.
Amuse Me: I will write a funny drabble about my character trying to cheer yours up.
Break Me: I will write an angsty drabble about our characters.
Call Me: I will write a drabble about my character asking for yours [be it at the brink of death/in a battlefield/knocking on the front door wounded, feel free to specify.]
Drink Me: I will write a drabble about my character taking shots with yours.
Enamor Me: I will write a fluffy drabble about my character trying to woo yours [be it out of the blue/Valentines Day,feel free to specify.]
Fight Me: I will write a drabble out my character fighting with/or against yours.
Get Me: I will write a drabble about my character saving yours.
Haunt Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character watching over yours [as a ghost, watching from a distance, or otherwise, feel free to specify.]
Invite Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character asking your character to
Join Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character giving your character an offer [be it a proposal for an alliance, asking them to join them in an activity (you can get dirty if you want), feel free to specify.]
Kill Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character killing yours.
Love Me: I’ll write a fluffy drabble about our characters.
Mourn Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character mourning your character’s death.
Nurse Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character healing yours.
Offer Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character giving yours a gift.
Paint Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character drawing a picture of yours [like one of your french girls~ be it painting them or drawing them, maybe offering a picture of them as a gift, feel free to specify.]
Quite Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to calm yours down [be it from crying, from lashing out, feel free to specify.]
Remember Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character trying to get yours to remember them [be it from an accident, meeting them after years apart, feel free to specify.]
Shag Me: I’ll write a dirty drabble about our characters.
Tell Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character confessing something to yours [be it a love confession, a secret, feel free to specify.]
Unbind Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character freeing mine, or the other way around, or something among the lines [be it freeing them from jail, from handcuffs, from a trap, from a curse, feel free to specify.]
Value Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character telling yours how they feel about them.
Wed Me: I’ll write a drabble about our character under the subject of wedlock [be it my character proposing to yours, or marrying yours, feel free to specify.]
X Me: I will write whatever it is that you wish, [specify.]
Yahoo Me: I’ll write a drabble about our characters celebrating something [feel free to specify.]
Zip Me: I’ll write a drabble about your character dressing mine, or the other way around [this can also be used for shutting them up as well, but feel free to specify.]
Sleep: My character needs to stay at your character’s house for the night, or vise versa. Specify. (you can add any other special things that could happen!)
Drink: My character will call, text, or show up at your character’s house drunk. Specify which of the three.
Heal: My character will tend to your character’s wounds, or be at their side when they’re sick.
Confess: My character will speak their true feelings about your character. (or about a topic. you may choose.)
Death: My character’s reaction to your character dying.
Time: My character is running late! They are supposed to meet your character at ___________ (fill in the blank) or vise versa. Specify.
Protect: My character keeps yours safe from harm.
Kiss: My character kisses yours, or vise versa. Specify.
Dream: My character wakes up in the middle of the night because of a dream with your character in it.
Run!: My character is chasing your character (or vise versa) OR both characters are being chased by ___________ (fill in the blank).
Sky: Our characters are stargazing.
Help: My character requests help from your character (be something silly or serious, you may decide.)
Gift: My character gives your character something special. Or vise versa. Specify.
I Do: I will write our characters as a married couple
Broken: I’ll write our characters breaking up or in an angsty scene.
« : memory from the past with your character
» : a future event my character would like to happen with them + yours [a daydream]
¿ : something my character would like to forget [specify in general or about yours]
☼ : A memory my character has with yours that they’ll never forget
Joke: My character pulling a prank on yours
School: How out chacrters live through a school day. Specify class if needed.
Song: My charcter singing a song to yours, or vice versa.
Gloves: How my charcter deals with news from yours, Specify

Retrace LXXVIII: Decision.

Sat, 20 Oct 2012 13:23:27 +0200

Retrace LXXVIII: Decision.

mangapictures: Echo | Pandora Hearts

Sat, 20 Oct 2012 11:44:14 +0200

mangapictures:

Echo | Pandora Hearts

1/10 Favorite Characters - Echo Baskerville | (X)

Sat, 18 Aug 2012 15:08:03 +0200

1/10 Favorite Characters - Echo Baskerville  | (X)

vittoryxe: I completely changed Echo’s sketch.

Sat, 18 Aug 2012 15:07:24 +0200

vittoryxe:

I completely changed Echo’s sketch.

noblestatice: Echo original

Fri, 17 Aug 2012 23:35:16 +0200

noblestatice:

Echo

original

JOSIE NEE-SAN I MISS YOU SO FUCKING MUCH

Sun, 08 Jul 2012 11:42:02 +0200

;A; /CLINGS
Missing you more. Missing oz x echo as well. How have you been?

@echoxnoise

Sun, 08 Apr 2012 17:23:19 +0200

little-duke-oz:

Ah, ah, Echo-chaaan..! It’s a nice chance to see you here!

Echo had a duty nearby, that’s why. What is Oz-Vessalius doing today?

@echoxnoise

Sun, 08 Apr 2012 16:54:34 +0200

little-duke-oz:

Echo-chan!

Why is Oz-Vessalius so hyper?

Eater chance

Sun, 08 Apr 2012 14:19:28 +0200

Doing the usual cleaning, Echo noticed the shape some goldfish object. When she held it in her cupped hands it wasn’t as heavy she expexted it to be. For sure the gold paper hid a chocolate egg.

Echo looked left and right suspiciously and kneeled, wondering if she could keep it to start and eventually eat it. She stared at it wondering how it could have landed there since there was no kid there, or not yet. And anyway, one single egg, would it make it any different if it disappeared? Echo stood, all stiff, holding the egg in her sleeve and walked, stiff as well, through the long corridors. It had been a long time since she felt that tensed.

Photo

Sun, 08 Apr 2012 14:09:52 +0200

Photo

Sat, 07 Apr 2012 23:53:08 +0200

sounds-thru-echo: rainbrohika: ZAZIE //This is amazing. Just...

Sat, 07 Apr 2012 23:35:41 +0200

sounds-thru-echo:

rainbrohika:

ZAZIE

//This is amazing. Just sayin.

Echo knows Zwei keeps reminding herself that moment because the rest of the time, Dordam is just a fail.

-.-