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Echo
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Name: Echo
Gender: n/a
Race: Nix
Age: Unknown
Disposition: Mischievous, curious, socially unrestrained
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〘 KEY INFORMATION 〙
Echo’s body seems to be formed from a thin, matte substance that resembles dried ink. The color is stretched, resulting in a white-gray color that imitates flesh. The texture absorbs light strangely, leaving it looking less like a living thing. Its face is small and unnervingly symmetrical. Every feature is arranged with unnatural precision. If one’s eyes were good enough to read its expression, they would see their eyes are perfectly round and polished black. They always appear vacant, but flickers of sudden sharpness appear behind them when its attention is on you.
Many times, Echo’s body briefly slips. The edges of their body blurs, flattens, or loses definition before it pulls itself back together. It is as if solidity is actively being maintained. Sometimes, Echo will lose its form all together, forming a glowing blot of ink that zips through the air. Other times, its form shifts with its attitude. But one thing remains distinctly the same, two pinprick pupils and a dim gray aura that trails behind them constantly.
Echo is a curious child who was never taught restraint. It says whatever enters its mind the instant it appears there, whether insightful, cruel, hilarious, or deeply inappropriate. Social boundaries mean very little to it. If a thought amuses Echo, it is almost guaranteed to leave his mouth. It love reactions. Confusion. Shock. Anger. Laughter. Fear. Deeper meaning to language and its effect on people is something that deeply interests it. Despite this, Echo rarely comes across as malicious. Its behavior carries an almost innocent quality. Curiosity and impulse are alloyed together inside him. Still, beneath the strange humor is something quietly desperate. Echo wants engagement constantly. Silence and isolation unsettle it far more than danger ever could.