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Independant and semi-selective roleplay sideblog for clown characters based in the IT(2017) universe. Read all tabs before interacting. Tag list will be up soon. Ask box is: OPEN.

[derrys-demons]

sewerdemon

As he watched her walk over. He smiled at her his blue hued eyes glancing at her.

“I live down here” he said. “I got my ways of getting in an out” he said smiling at her he rabbit like teeth show.

Connie frowned, her brows furrowing. She took a step back from the sewer and put the still-damp sucker back into the grocery bag. "Well, uh... That's a bit disconcerting," she murmured, shifting the paper bag to her other arm. "I gotta go. My grandpa needs his stuff to make dinner."

[derrys-demons]

sewerdemon

As the sun sat, darkness soon hit. It was that time to hunt. As Pennywise came to one sewer entrance he eyed the outside. He herd foots steps coming from one direction. He noticed a girl he smirked.

Soon a faint whisper could be herd. “Pst!… Down here” he whispered to her. As he waited for her. His blue hued eyes watched her. He smiles at her.

Connie stopped and turned in the direction of the voice, the lollipop pushed to one side of her mouth. She looked around, then down, her eyes widening slightly at the sight in the sewer opening. Eugh... She crinkled her nose, and took one step further way from the sewer. "What're you doin' down here?" she asked, her voice muffled by the sucker before she removed it with a 'pop!'. "I can't imagine how you fit in that opening."

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[derrys-demons]

@sewerdemon

Connie put her foot in the doorway of the soda fountain to keep the door from slamming shut, balancing a brown paper bag of groceries in one arm and holding a bottle of soda and a white paper bag of candy in the other. She waited until the door touched her foot, then let it gently close and re positioned her items as she began a brisk jog towards the sidewalk. Grandpa had needed a few groceries for dinner, and had given her a little extra for a treat or two. But the line had been longer than she had expected and it was already getting dark, dark blue streaking the purple-pink sky as the yellow sun slipped down in the west. Shuffling through the white bag, she grabbed a red sucker, tore off the wrapper and popped it into her mouth before she began the mile long walk back to the house.

[derrys-demons]

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pennywise grinned in satisfaction at the little one’s efforts, the arm not holding them stretching and elongating, blackened claws curling from the bony fingers. long, dagger-like, ready to rend.

the larger of the pair lunged, taking the man to the dirty asphalt before he could make a noise. “second rule of hunting, kid: scare before killing.” IT whispered, setting the child down and pinning the human with both hands. IT didn’t have the time or the patience to twist ITself into different forms now, with having to watch the young one and ensure no one saw, but IT still took the time to warp ITs hands into unsightly black claws.

the blood the spurted from the human’s neck was absolutely delightful, hot and sweet with fear. “come, little one… supper’s ready.”

Allsort was practically shaking with excitement. They didn’t even think to put their teeth back, they were salivating excessively already. Finally, finally, a meal! A true meal, one they would be able to fill themselves with and keep down and digest. The prospect was so foreign that they hardly dared to believe it was real. They expected to suddenly come to in the dumpster they had crawled into the night before. When the rude awakening never came, they practically tripped over themself scrambling for the body, ditching two legs in favor of a brisk scurry, the first noise, an excited gurgle, thrumming in their throat.

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So what if I’m crazy? The best people are.

[derrys-demons]

Like this post if you’d like a starter with Connie!

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Coraline (2009) Sentence Starters

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“Small world.” “You realize you’re walking right into her/his/their trap.” “Challenge her/him/them, then. She/he/they may not play fair, but she/he/they won’t refuse.” “She/he/they has a thing for games.” “You think they’re trying to poison me?” “I heard an ordinary name can lead people to have ordinary expectations about a person.” “She/he/they just want something to love, I think.” “That’s ridiculous, mothers don’t eat daughters.” “How do you taste?” “Don’t leave me! Don’t leave me! I’ll die without you!” “I would’ve died.” “That’s nice.” “So she/he they lured us away with treasures and treats.” “Hush, and shush, for the beldam might be listening.” “You probably think this world is a dream come true. But you’re wrong.” “Stay here with us.” “If you stay here, you can have whatever you want. Always.” “Be clever, miss/mister.” “Even if you win, he/she/they will never let you go.” “You know that I love you.” “You have a really funny way of showing it.” “Mustn’t talk when mother’s not here.” “Black is traditional.” “You are not my mother/father.” “I am the amazing [name]!” “So sharp, you won’t feel a thing.” “I wanna hug your face!” “You know, you could stay forever, if you want to. There’s one tiny thing we have to do first.” “You may come out when you’ve learned to be a loving daughter/son/child!” “Come ON, she/he/they’ll just hurt you again!” “Evil witch! I’m not scared!”

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[derrys-demons]

Some Connie Stuff

with bonus grandpa info

Connie’s character draws heavy inspiration from Hogarth Humphrey(Iron Giant), minus the rebellious parts of Hogarth.

Connie is a stickler for rules. She’s probably the only one that reads the student handbook at the beginning of the year. That being said Connie will break rules or call out the implications of rules if their ideologies are harmful. For example, she questions the ideology of only having a curfew rather than a whole slew of protective measures.

Connie knows her rights, so to speak. She knows what she has to do and what she doesn’t have to do and knows how far she can push rules without being in trouble.

Connie will often stay behind after school to make sure the younger kids get home without trouble.

Connie’s nickname among the highschoolers is ‘whistleblower’, for obvious reasons.

Aside from being creeped out by people in mascot costumes, Connie doesn’t have any fears that can be easily replicated.

Connie’s grandfather is in his 60s and he went to the Woodstock festival!

Connie’s grandfather retired from his job as an officer to take care of Connie full time. He gets money by doing wood carvings and taking up odd jobs. When he moves to Derry he works in the library.

Kind of bending canon here: Since he didn’t grow up in Derry and he’s a little old, Pennywise’s influence doesnt quite reach grandpa. As such, grandpa is very concerned for his granddaughter.

[derrys-demons]

y’all know what he’s saying.

bonus:

[derrys-demons]

Some Connie doodles and a bonus grandpa.

[derrys-demons]

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it wasn’t long before one of the farmers’ boys rode up in a beaten-up truck, with a huge cooler full of beef.

❝follow my lead.❞ IT whispered to the child, shifting forms naturally and throwing all of ITs energy into cloaking Allsort. the form IT picked was an average man, probably early thirties, hornrimmed glasses. very bland.

❝excuse me, do you have a moment? i just moved into derry with my son, and, well, we’re a bit lost.❞ the older teenage boy–probably nineteen, perhaps twenty, nodded and smiled.

❝sure, what can i do for you?❞ IT grinned, turning Allsort around to show their quite-frightening face to the boy, who jumped. ❝oh, jesus, dude.❞

❝now now, is that any way to greet a child? for us, you can die quietly.❞ IT revealed ITs sharp teeth, grinning, and the boy took a step back. 

Allsort shuddered when they laid eyes on the soon-to-be meal. It wasn’t often that they came face-to-face with humans, and it wasn’t that they had the desire to. If they were completely honest hunting human was more trouble than it was worth: they screamed, they fought, they hurt, they did what they had to survive. Allsort wouldn’t go after humans unless they were violently throwing up anything that they managed to squeeze down their sickly gullet. But for once they felt excited. For what, though? A proper meal? The chance to share the human with another... Ah. That was it. It was because they were in the company of another of their kind. In the company of an older one. Allsort wanted to impress Pennywise. With a tilt of the head, down and to the left, a sickeningly sharp grin began to spread across their face, quite literally ear to ear, before the teeth began to grow to stretch the mouth up and down.

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IT smiled, gently scooping the young one up. they were adorable! they made IT miss their own brood, sleeping safely in their nest while mummy was out hunting for dinner. This one was older than ITs babies, but the instinct was too much.

and IT had thought ITself superior.

the guise shifted, from invisibility to a man and his toddler son, and IT picked a different alleyway, the one between the butchery and the movie theater. he knew the local farming communities would be bringing in their deliveries at any moment now, and now, with the little one on ITs side, IT had a new plan. they would need someone bigger to feed them both. and adult, or an older child, and while the simplistic fears of children were easier to emulate, IT knew that enough pizazz on the vein of ITs psychic abilities and a little flair of acting, IT could incite the hot, sticky, sweet fear to flow forth.

❝the first rule to hunting…❞ IT whispered as IT picked a space in the alley to hide for a minute, ❝is to never kill in the same place if you can help so, alright?❞

Pennywise was much larger than Allsort, they noticed as they were picked up. Its hand was almost as long as their back. They clutched to the front of Pennywise’s shirt with one hand, their other hand wrapped tight around the string of the balloon. They felt secure in the grasp of something bigger and older and surely knowing better than them. It had to know better than they did, otherwise it wouldn’t have been around for so long without feeling as sickly as they did. They had been so distracted by the foreign sensation of being close to something that they jolted slightly when Pennywise spoke to them again, their head turning up to attention. Allsort nodded slowly in understanding. Don’t hunt in the same spot, they made a note, looking back to the mouth of the alleyway.