* uncertain of what will stay, what will stick. I mutter to the void, my audience, and expect no echo. (current thoughts and summaries; possible alterations in the future.)
▕▏ gang name: reverb | while initially created solely for my heightswap verses, inevitably that is a waste and I am no coward - so I recycle.
the premise is a band of ragtags that do behind-the-scenes work more or less, falling into audio orchestration, scrap transfer, and... more, but they are under the radar, after all. ‘s mostly a place for those without a fixed home to drift in and go when they’re ready; was primarily a place of speakers.
their territory is neither in the sticks nor the city; they’re located in another town entirely that, while separate, still has had its due influence from queen when her laws were enacted. said town is dimmer than the city lights and a bit more rustic. lively in the way that there might be the occasional scuffle on the streets or in the alleyways, music less-important but still one of those charming things to encounter. weather patterns are rarely predictable and can be extreme in some locations more than others; commonly fire-walled off.
dark-toned palette with a lot of small LED strips and overhead lanterns/fairy lights, rather than lampposts or giant ad banners. street vending and battling type of thing, common for gangs of all sorts to crop up - but it’s usually just mutual respect rather than anything too deep/nefarious since they’re just a different section of darkners. (at least, that’s how it mostly goes on a surface-level glance.)
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▕▏ echo chamber (they/them; does not mind any form of address) | subwoofer-model, perhaps? the type to be found in an auditorium; speaker-chest is also an eye
leader. reliable and charismatic. hearty, heart-on-the-sleeve, endearing timbre. attention is mostly directed on amplifying sound projection, has brawns and brains, but not to the extent of being some mysterious ringleader. caring. often utilizes their sturdy stature as a means of intimidation at times, but otherwise... mandatory robot that is idealized by the others. takes care of ‘em, and in return, gets taken care of when necessary. of sorts.
made the gang with logi unintentionally in the case of often picking up freelance work and inadvertently crossing paths enough that they worked up a friendship. chamber has the patience and tolerance to deal with the other speaker that others don’t, after all. (and sincere responses to otherwise often dismissed ideas - even if they get a bit too out there.) enjoys tasques and maus. has a sense of humor, can say things straight-faced.
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▕▏ logi (no pronouns, title/s only) | loosely based off of a pair of external computer speakers the administrator’s had for practically a decade by now (yes that brand)
unhinged scientist/methodical (physical?) caretaker type of the gang; polite speech, intentions swerved elsewhere with the pep you’d find in an overflowing vial of boiling acid. frequently makes prototypes and experiments with... many things. the type to do a field study in the dumps and return with haphazard trinkets and a milk carton of materials that don’t look as if they should be placed with each other. logi’s tails are retractable and functions often as various surgical equipment tools.
rather difficult to maintain a friendship with logi actually; frequently separates and detaches at least a mile from work and relationships. can dial down from overenthusiastic to careful listener like a switch. (just normally... doesn’t.)
has made several machinations and automatons with basic AIs to help around with work, ranging from simple to complicated. fond of all of them like a parental unit and does not take kindly to anyone that dismisses the work of anyone - especially if they themselves have not had enough hands-on time in the field. disrespectfully. a punch-packing bat to the -
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▕▏ pho (she/her) | handheld megaphones; could also press and use as a substitute [Horribly Loud Siren Noise], not to be mistaken with pho (food)
prefers signing over talking most times - always found it difficult to maintain her loudness and felt a bit ashamed and flustered over that fact, since it would be a point of conflict with some interpersonal relationships. see: scenario of chamber never minding when she slipped in the past, and it was just a natural course of her coming to be adopted into the gang comfortably (after a long process of coming to terms that nobody there truthfully minds) ++ chamber and logi occasionally helping her out with the whole sound thing. type of gal to fumble and repeat herself a lot, but also an earnest and diligent worker. most quiet one of the four.
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▕▏ jelly (it/its) | plugboy. p-b. p-b and j. congratulations. welcome to the actual mistaken with food (not really)
the one that appears lazy, but is in truth just sleepy and mostly, really, really tired. works just as much as anyone else. it was picked up by logi through [some whacky backstory here about being wired] and felt it had to repay logi in some way, and... well. wound up being the main subject of experiments. jelly has its own interest in electronics (mostly with chargers/reserves/batteries/electricity than any actual component of logi’s main field), so it gives the occasional input and helps bounce back ideas with a more reasonable output.
that, and it is small enough to work around areas that requires smaller-people duties. it pilots logi’s suit remotely from afar (never within the base itself as the due precaution) through projection sensors and tracking, rather than a non-precise and unstable controller/device. usually has a good deal of other layers and windows, too. but this stuff is usually reserved for more important things or... general field observation, where it would be unwise to bring in anyone else.
