#ekkointime

[kindergartenstar]

ekkointime

.:[ ★ ☆ ]:. Amethyst may have been a bit too eager to chow down on this extra saucy meatball sub; no sooner than she had unwrapped the sandwich (like the paper would’ve held her back, but hey, you know) did she slip on a puddle of overturned soda, sending herself and the sandwich skyward... and possibly into some poor passerby.

You know what they say, man.

Whoops-a-daisy.

[hivecityburners]

NAME: Ekko AGE: 18 PLACE OF RESIDENCE: District Epsilon  APPLYING FOR: Mechanic EXPERIENCE: Been building things my whole life. Even made myself a device that can turn back time, it got taken away though… ANY PARTICULAR REASON WHY YOU WANT THIS JOB?: A friend recommended it to me and it sounds up my alley. Plus I like helping people. PATCH COLORS (2 colors - one for the flame, one for the center): Gray and Turquoise.

Mike raises an eyebrow. He’s been used to hearing crazy inventions like time machines, but never thought it could be possible. This guy’s got some skill.

“Time machine, huh? Oh yeah, I’m really impressed. And don’t worry, you’ll definitely be helping us with the skills you got!”

With a nod he hands Ekko a patch. “Welcome to the team!”

[ccgsjascn-blog]

      The stitched-up teenager was balancing precariously atop a newspaper stand, going through a stranger’s wallet when one of the cards he flicked (what appeared to be a membership card for an upper-class strip club) flew a bit too far, and hit a passer-by in the arm.

      Juuzou didn’t even look up from what he was doing, however, merely dumped the change from the wallet into his hands and stuffing it, along with a couple of bills and a credit card, into his pocket.

      “Do--- you want a fancy wallet?” he asked the stranger he had, moments ago, mistakenly thrown something at. Surely there was nothing wrong with getting rid of evidence this way.

          & ekkointime. (x)

[vaingloriousexecutioner-blog]

ekkointime

He knew this guy. Or he recognized his face, at least. Armed with the ability to manipulate time, the boy had prove himself irritating on the battlefield. From the looks of it, Ekko was not armed with the device that enabled him to do so. Which meant that he could not easily escape a conversation with him.

He propped up his elbow on the smaller boy’s head, leaning only slightly, well aware that his weight could easily topple the other over.

"Hey, short stuff. Looks like you're stuck here, too. Lucky for you, I am, too."

[visimilate]

ekkointime

In her own world, the tunnels that ran like veins beneath the city were filled with flesh-coated walls and treasures obtained from the corpses of their hosts. Brains, appendages, guts and glory to be admired and to inspire her brothers and sisters in their objectives. It held purpose. So it was strange to see so many worn books and odd artifacts in District Epilson instead of the familiar sight she had expected. 

The hosts were strange. So very different. But it delighted her curiosity and she began to flip through some of the books, not bothered by the moldy smell or the yellowed pages. Books about animals, books on history, studies on chemical engineering and theories of evolution... while she hid from the chaos and sunlight above, she had a world of knowledge to devour right here at her fingertips! “....?” One book was clearly different from the others. Smaller and less withered by age, suggesting it had been thrown down here only recently. Every page was covered in full illustrations with circles enveloping what few words it had. The hosts in it seemed to be practicing some sort of attack? Placing it on the ground, she made a game of it and attempted to copy what she saw, stretching out her arms,

“Ka... me... ha... me.. ha?”

[spiridox-blog-blog-blog]

ekkointime

“Let’s see. I can’t firebend, or earthbend. . . No air either, huh? Maybe I can still. . .” A new-found habit of muttering to herself arises rather quickly in desperate situations, especially when left alone. At least Naga was still there to listen to her banter. 

Sticking her tongue out in anticipation does she exhale a relaxed sigh, beginning to perform a delicate though intricate series of movements of which would allow her to indeed waterbend. From a nearby puddle does she create a steady stream of water, realizing much too late that she had blasted it towards whichever unfortunate individual had passed by.

Why, could could stay mad at a face like that?

[ekko-in-time]

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