[ You know who's already 100% done with all this nonsense? This girl right here. Her nerves are too jangled thanks to all the absolute bullshit going on back at home, and to make matters worse, she's been swept off to wherever the hell this is.
Obviously, it's a forest, but it's a forest she's never seen before. ]
Whatever's happening here, it's really not okay to just sweep someone off to wherever without asking.
[ Sure, there's some irony there because of all the years she spent being pointed in a direction and programmed to go there, but now no one's calling the shots but her. Or at least, they weren't until right now.
The woods stay quiet, except for the sound of her voice and her footsteps crunching through the snow, and of course she knows she has no choice but to find a way out of this.
There must be a house, a town- something. But rather than finding any of those things right away, she realizes her path is leading her towards a steep drop down a giant chasm. ]
Okay, note to self: don't go walking around at night.
[ Because falling down there would most likely not end well, and she'd rather pass on falling to her death. ]
II. Talking to yourself
[ Echo's moved on to Benedict Books, and while she's not really an avid reader by any stretch of the imagination, she's methodically working her way through each shelf, reading each title and leafing through ones that catch her attention.
Eventually, though, she gets tired of browsing row after row of shelves and finding nothing of interest. As she's turning to leave, she spots the office way in the back, and deciding it's worth a look, she decides to go check it out.
It takes a moment to pry the door open, but once it is, she doesn't hesitate and steps inside. ]
Hey, anyone here?
[ The layers of dust give the answer pretty clearly, but Echo quickly loses interest in waiting for one anyway. She's just spotted the safe in the back corner, and if anyone follows her into the office, they'll notice her bent over in front of it, trying to work on getting it open. Now would be a good time for that expert safecracker imprint to kick in, but for reasons she's not understanding just yet, nothing seems to be happening. ]
III. The end approaches
That's cryptic. Who's coming?
[ Now Echo's at the town hall studying the bulletin board and the various notes that it contains. ]
I'm guessing it's not Santa Claus, and he'd be about a month too early anyway. Guys like that probably don't come around weirdo towns like this one.
[ She moves onto the next note about a missing person. ]
Daisy Johnson. No idea who that is, but I hope she gets found soon.
[ And then she just falls silent, reading the remainder of the notes. ]
IV. Wildcard
[ Feel free to hit me up with anything, if you'd rather do something else with Echo. \o\ ]
Echo | Dollhouse | OTA | Will match format
[ You know who's already 100% done with all this nonsense? This girl right here. Her nerves are too jangled thanks to all the absolute bullshit going on back at home, and to make matters worse, she's been swept off to wherever the hell this is.
Obviously, it's a forest, but it's a forest she's never seen before. ]
Whatever's happening here, it's really not okay to just sweep someone off to wherever without asking.
[ Sure, there's some irony there because of all the years she spent being pointed in a direction and programmed to go there, but now no one's calling the shots but her. Or at least, they weren't until right now.
The woods stay quiet, except for the sound of her voice and her footsteps crunching through the snow, and of course she knows she has no choice but to find a way out of this.
There must be a house, a town- something. But rather than finding any of those things right away, she realizes her path is leading her towards a steep drop down a giant chasm. ]
Okay, note to self: don't go walking around at night.
[ Because falling down there would most likely not end well, and she'd rather pass on falling to her death. ]
II. Talking to yourself
[ Echo's moved on to Benedict Books, and while she's not really an avid reader by any stretch of the imagination, she's methodically working her way through each shelf, reading each title and leafing through ones that catch her attention.
Eventually, though, she gets tired of browsing row after row of shelves and finding nothing of interest. As she's turning to leave, she spots the office way in the back, and deciding it's worth a look, she decides to go check it out.
It takes a moment to pry the door open, but once it is, she doesn't hesitate and steps inside. ]
Hey, anyone here?
[ The layers of dust give the answer pretty clearly, but Echo quickly loses interest in waiting for one anyway. She's just spotted the safe in the back corner, and if anyone follows her into the office, they'll notice her bent over in front of it, trying to work on getting it open. Now would be a good time for that expert safecracker imprint to kick in, but for reasons she's not understanding just yet, nothing seems to be happening. ]
III. The end approaches
That's cryptic. Who's coming?
[ Now Echo's at the town hall studying the bulletin board and the various notes that it contains. ]
I'm guessing it's not Santa Claus, and he'd be about a month too early anyway. Guys like that probably don't come around weirdo towns like this one.
[ She moves onto the next note about a missing person. ]
Daisy Johnson. No idea who that is, but I hope she gets found soon.
[ And then she just falls silent, reading the remainder of the notes. ]
IV. Wildcard
[ Feel free to hit me up with anything, if you'd rather do something else with Echo. \o\ ]