"A-All I can do is try..."

indie off oc. multiship, nsfw likely. tracking the tag lepxrine.

[lepxrine]

((spoiled-elsen)) Soft knocks on the door of Echo's home. A small, almost scared noise echoing in those dark hours before dawn. Jewel, or at least the mangled and only standing still by sheer will to find a safe place, was covering most of the damage with a now bloody blanket.

Echo was in, her nose buried in a book. He was lucky she was actually home. Normally, she would be out patrolling around the Library. Tonight, however, she wanted a break. She stood up and answered the door, looking upon his damaged body. She stumbled back, a small noise of distress escaping her.

    “ Come in, come in–! “

[lepxrine]

spoiled-elsen:

Jewel smiled broadly, very satisfied with this whole turn from horrid to better.

“Thank.a.lot.lot.Echo.bunny! For.let.in.and.bother.help.and.all! Thank.many.many.lots!”

     “ No need to thank me, Jewel. I couldn’t just leave you there like that, after all. I care too much about you for that. There’s nothing I hate more than seeing you hurt. “

[friendlybatterrp]

~starter for lepxrine (closed rp)

[lepxrine]

friendlybatterrp:

Showing off a wide and toothy grin when the lass said her name, The Batter uttered out a quick “Nice to meet ‘cha!” Before pausing to let her continue. Nodding when she agreed to his proposal. The Batter’s eyebrows shot up when he saw the enormous weapon, it was over sized on someone of her stature and frame, almost comically so, but the ease with which she wielded it was no joke. “I’ll take your word for it!. Whohoa.” He said with an impressed chuckle. This levity lessened when she mentioned her difficulties regarding specters and he nodded. “Well, me and my Add-Ons will help you with what we can while we travel with you. After we find Loon, that’s my friend’s name by the way, I’ll look into giving you a hand with purifying your zones.” He paused for a minute after saying this, he really wasn’t supposed to go out and purify other worlds, but he wanted to help out. It had been a long time since his world had been turned off and he was starting to feel restless again, he wanted to be useful. Pulling his head out of the clouds he continued speaking, somewhat loudly now as the whispers had grown louder in his silence “So! Echo, now that we have an objective how about we set off?”

Echo was always amused by how others reacted to seeing her wielding her massive weapon. After ages of being called weak for her size, having such a large weapon that required strength and control to wield proved those people wrong. Unlike him, however, she had no Add-Ons or helpers. It certainly made things difficult with her weapon. She attacked hard, but none too fast. That was the biggest downfall with her choice there.

     “ Of course-! Let us no waste anymore t-time. Besides, I feel...like a target just standing still like this... “ She glanced around once more, chills shooting down her spine. Maybe she would begin to ignore the whispers once they got moving. She carefully returned her weapon to its holster before moving.

[lepxrine]

silent-survivor:

Wes laughed softly, watching her bounce apart from foot to foot in mild amusement. “C'est bien ça? C'est très charmant. Je ne suis pas beaucoup de chanteur moi-même. Et … ce n'est pas exactement dans ma description de poste.” It wasn’t part of his job, but that was a bit of lie – he just didn’t care for it when he wasn’t on his lonesome. Listening to her, however, was absolutely delightful, especially after so long.

He relaxed a little when she hugged him, gently wrapping his arms about her as she did. “How have you been? And wherever did you get off to?” It was genuine curiosity that led him to ask – he wasn’t upset with her about it, but it’d been a while! “You are not hurt?”

     “ I figured it wouldn’t be. After all, you’re silent most of the time-! T-Though, I am glad I get to hear you speak. “ Sure, she could understand him just fine without words, but hearing his voice was oddly comforting. The fact that he actually felt fine with verbally communicating with her made her feel somewhat special.

Her gentle smile returned to a neutral expression when he asked those questions. She let out a quiet sigh. “ My condition was rather poor, and I couldn’t l-let it get worse around you, or anyone I care for. It could of b-been dangerous to everyone near me. “

[lepxrine]

((spoiled-elsen)) Soft knocks on the door of Echo's home. A small, almost scared noise echoing in those dark hours before dawn. Jewel, or at least the mangled and only standing still by sheer will to find a safe place, was covering most of the damage with a now bloody blanket.

Echo was in, her nose buried in a book. He was lucky she was actually home. Normally, she would be out patrolling around the Library. Tonight, however, she wanted a break. She stood up and answered the door, looking upon his damaged body. She stumbled back, a small noise of distress escaping her.

    “ Come in, come in–! “

[lepxrine]

spoiled-elsen:

The little one sat in the couch meanwhile.

He couldn’t believe it. Everything had worked perfectly tonight. The books were safe, he was alive, mother was probably asleep by now… Oh, he’d be owning Echo one after all this help.

Echo didn’t expect him to repay the favor, nor did she want him to. It was her job to protect others, and this was certainly a part of her job. She returned into the room, leaning over the couch and lightly petting him.

     “ You’re safe now. “

[lepxrine]

square-workers as Dren: ✗ [[SCRE E CHING]]

Send ✗ for my muses reaction to being grabbed by the front of their shirt/collar and kissed hard on the mouth.

Echo turned to face the scientist and found herself frozen in place as he grabbed her jacket collar. She raised a fist to hit him, feeling threatened by the action, but her hand froze in mid-swing as he roughly kissed her. She slowly lowered her hand, lightly placing it on his chest. 

[lepxrine]

square-workers:

“H-heh, sorry…” He shrugs a bit, smiling, “I just, w-well, thought this w-would’ve been a nice surprise.” Never was good at stuff like this. In fact, he’s rather clumsy when it comes to this sort of thing. Now and then, he gets confident. And this was one of those nows and/or thens.

“I-I’ll be sure to let you know w-when I’m going to do this a-again.”

     “ The surprise c-certainly was pleasant...~ “ She cooed, closing her eyes. That feeling would last for quite awhile with her. She always savored such sweet moments. Please, how could she forget that burst of confidence? “ Haa~ please do. “

[lepxrine]

square-workers:

He lets out a quiet chuckle, putting his hand on the other’s, holding it to his cheek. It felt… comforting for some reason. How pleasant. “I-if you don’t mind, I-I’m sure you c-can expect a few more k-kisses now and then.” He smiles, his cheeks rosy.

Echo smiled softly in response, a small purr of joy escaping her throat. “ I certainly won’t disagree or argue if you do. “ She giggled softly, leaning up to lightly nuzzle into his neck.

[lepxrine]

square-workers:

Dren quickly opens his mouth to say something only to falter before he could even speak the first word. He shuts his mouth and thinks of his question before (sorta) calmly speaking.

“Do you think that I-I could visit the Nothingness? Th-this is… assuming that e-elsen can’t enter the Nothingness w-without a sort of power o-or without being a-accompanied. D-do you think it’s possible?”

     “ That place isn’t meant for your kind, “ She said quickly, glancing down. Echo was timid, but not a fearful person. That place scared her. She didn’t know how an Elsen would react to that place. “ I fear for you if you enter that dark place. I don’t even know if you are capable of entering. “

She sounded very dead set on not letting him in. She wasn’t sure if she could protect him from whatever lied in there.

[friendlybatterrp]

~starter for lepxrine (closed rp)

[lepxrine]

friendlybatterrp:

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Strolling up to the smaller figure The Batter squinted in the dark, his vision was still blotted with purple spots and rings from The Add-On’s light show, he waved to them to stop moving. It was good to keep them around, but he didn’t want to blind every last entity in the nothingness. Making out the shape of a small woman he smiled and relaxed, hearing her reply. “Ah well that’s a relief.” He frowned when he heard the latter part of her statement, but he didn’t dwell on the negative emotions that came with those connotations. Taking a moment to pause from speaking, the giant man moved his free hand he hunched over slightly and rubbed his eyes, pursing his lips and crinkling his nose as he did so in a cat like expression. Shaking his head and blinking a few times he was able to see the other person more clearly, cocking his head with a contemplative noise at the sight of the mask. Remembering that he was in a conversation he jolted to attention "Oh! Sorry ‘bout that. I’m The Batter and I’m looking for a good friend of mine. You probably have something you could use a hand with, based on what you’ve said.” The Batter smiled, hefting his bat to his shoulder and said with a confident and friendly grin “I know, we can walk together for a bit sweetheart. I’ll knock off any Specters that try and harass you, and you can help me keep an eye out for my friend. Heh, I’ve only got one anyhow, so I need all the help I can get.” Standing there looking down expectantly at the woman, but before she could reply he jumped again in surprise and continued “I almost forgot! What’s your name?”

Looking for a friend in here? Well, that certainly wasn’t any good, was it? She sure hoped whoever it was had reached a way out safely. Even without knowing who he was referring to, she simply worried about everything and everyone. She was more than happy to help the larger male. Help with the spectres would be nice as well, but she knew she could easily defend herself.

     “ My name is Echo, “ She began, looking around in a bit of a paranoid fashion. She didn’t feel safe here whatsoever. Almost like some unknown creature will reach up behind her and drag her away. “ I haven’t seen anyone aside from you, but I-I will be more than h-happy to aid you in finding your f-friend. Though, I am more t-than capable of fighting. Help is always nice, t-though. “

She reached to grab a handle from her back, pulling up her weapon, a rather large sledgehammer. She beamed beneath her mask. Holding the large weapon made her feel bigger than what she was sometimes. “ I was not l-lucky enough to find fighting aids, and w-while I am fine on my own, the amount of spectres have been a bit much lately... “

[musesgonnamuse]

when i’m with you i can’t help but feel small you’re so GREAT && POWERFUL && i’m so ʷᵉᵃᵏ && ᶤᶰᶳᶤᵍᶰᶤᶠᶤᶜᵃᶰᵗ

[lepxrine]

I’m gonna be on my other blog, hardassnxghtguard, for the most of the day. I blame my FNaF hype.

[lepxrine]

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[lepxrine]

pinkhairedbadass:

“Hey, hey! Thanks!” She’d grin at the other, bringing up a hand into it and toying with it, before it layed back down like it had previously. She worked hard on keeping it nice looking, anyways. “Appreciate it.”

Echo was about to open her mouth to say something when she noticed something off. She wasn’t ‘home’ at all.       “ A...Ah, say, can you be as k-kind as to tell me where we are? “ It looked so different than the odd lands she began to call home.

[lepxrine]

((spoiled-elsen)) Soft knocks on the door of Echo's home. A small, almost scared noise echoing in those dark hours before dawn. Jewel, or at least the mangled and only standing still by sheer will to find a safe place, was covering most of the damage with a now bloody blanket.

Echo was in, her nose buried in a book. He was lucky she was actually home. Normally, she would be out patrolling around the Library. Tonight, however, she wanted a break. She stood up and answered the door, looking upon his damaged body. She stumbled back, a small noise of distress escaping her.

    “ Come in, come in–! “

[lepxrine]

spoiled-elsen:

Jewel just took the opportunity to get the books off the blanket and set them in the couch. Safe at last… Afterwards, he picked the bloodied fabric up.

“Where.can.put.this? Trash.or.washing.thing.where?”

He’d also get the pajamas in the bathroom too. No reason to leave those things around the house.

     “ I have a washing machine. I’ll just take those and get them cleaned up for you. “ She lightly took the bloodied clothes and made her way down the hall, popping them into the washing machine. There, that’s that taken care of.

[textpostswhenimbored]

My muse has a magic 8-ball and wants your muse to ask a question!

Send ‘🎱‘ and a yes or no question and I’ll generate a number to see how the magic 8-ball answered!

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[lepxrine]

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[lepxrine]

Strong women = Echo’s one huge weakness. Sure, she likes strong men too but s t ro n g wom e n

[lepxrine]

zodiacbatter:

Michael felt his muscles go loose at her command, a small, barely-there smile tugging at his lips; having Echo was… comforting. She wasn’t his Puppeteer in any sense of the word, but the direction she was providing him with felt incredibly close to the relationship of Puppet and Puppeteer. And with it, he felt the need to show her his true colours. 

He crouched down to the floor and snuck up behind a bookcase, narrowing his eyes at the spectres ahead. With a flash of red from the lower set, he calculated which were the strongest - two at the back of the group - and any weaknesses they may have had - Smoke, it seemed. With that in mind, he dashed out behind the bookcase with a snarl, drawing his bat down on the closest spectre of the group. It shrieked in pain, rearing back with a furious cry, only to be silenced in a flurry of smoke as Michael slammed his bat into it once more. The other spectres quickly reacted to their comrade’s death, and in moments, Michael was caught under a barrage of phantasmagorical teeth and claws, lips pulled back threateningly over his teeth and eyes wide as he focused on dodging the attacks of the bigger spectres and taking out the weaker ones with focused attacks. The room slowly filled with smoke as each spectre died, but Michael pressed on, lower eyes flashing red once more to find the location of the final two spectres, choking of the fumes surrounding them. He took them out with brutal efficiency, drawing his bat down upon them as many times as it took for them to die without regard for the claws that then tore at his clothes and flesh; he had no reason to, in his mind, focused only that the purification was done. Finally, the last spectre released a howling dying shriek. 

“… Adversaries purified,” Michael mumbled to himself. He turned away from the finished battle to walk back over to Echo, bat once more bouncing slowly on his shoulder. “Is that to your liking?”

Echo watched intently, a wide grin finding its way onto her face as she watched him engage the combat. Certainly, his fighting was more than satisfactory. She was glad she had asked now. Just watching this all, she could tell how strong he was. Strength was always something Echo admired in others, and while she didn’t find many physical features attractive in any way, power was oddly liked.

When he had purified the area and spoke, her grin only widened as she stood up fully, clasping her hands together as she rocked back and forth on her heels. “ Very much so-! I am very pleased with that I had witnessed just then. “

[lepxrine]

♈ [[This sounds hilarious I'm sorry]]

♈ body swapped version of my muse with yours

All Echo recalled was passing out, and when she woke, something just didn’t feel right. The first thing she noticed was her hair. It wasn’t rolling down her shoulders. She looked at her hands, and then at the rest of her slowly. This…this was Michael’s body! 

She let out a startled squeak, followed by a pathetic whine. She felt so…wrong? Perhaps that’s because she was within a males body. “ T-The h-hell is this!? “

[lepxrine]

zodiacbatter:

“I am aware,” Michael told her softly, eyes flickering towards the hammer she carried around with her. He could tell that the weapon required strength to hold, strength that one would think such a small body would not be able to possess, and shaking his now-tiny limbs let him feel the flex of more than capable muscle beneath the skin. It was just odd, and disorientating. It wasn’t right.

He gave her a swift nod as he stumbled over to the hammer, giving it a nervous look. He wasn’t too sure how easily he’d be able to carry it; his legs still felt wobbly and unsure, and each step required an amount of thought that he’d never put into such action before. With a grunt, he decided to just treat it like a bat, and grabbed the handle firmly. A giant heave, and it was in the air, teetering as he wobbled backwards; he shifted his footing and found stability once more, and huffed as he dropped it down to his shoulder, slamming his eyes shut in readiness for pain. Instead, the hammer landed on his shoulder with a light rustle of clothing. He heaved a relieved sigh. 

“Lead the way,” Michael agreed, peering out over the area they were in. He truly had no sense of direction, even in Echo’s body; he couldn’t tell where they were or where to go. He could only hope Echo could. 

Echo was surprised he was able to hold it up with how unsteady he was at current, but she knew her body was more than capable. She may of been thin, but she was built to an extent. Not as much as Michael, that was for certain. She was surprised he seemed to be handling her terrible eyesight decently. Echo, on the other hand, wad adjusting to Michael’s heightened vision. 

Due to her near blindness, Echo relied on her ears and a small sensory organ in her brain that linked to her eyes, so she may properly detect impure spirits. Not like she needed sight too much anyway, as her competences didn’t require them. They were all physical.

Without another word, she proceeded forward, looking around curiously. The land looked much better this way, the colors processing much easier than before. A small crept out of her throat as she slouched over. She just hoped they wouldn’t need to find anything on the way.