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@inforapennyinforaclown
admit it, we’ve all fantasised about slow-dancing in the kitchen barefoot in our pyjamas at 2am in the arms of someone we love while old romantic jazz songs play softly on the radio
@inforapennyinforaclown can we do this? 💖
“Of course Babydoll, you got a preferred tune? I’m a fan of old Frankie myself but if you got a preference I’d love to hear~”
@kiss-me-fat-boi
Guess who found a squeaky steak toy in his pile of garbage
Oh, Junior 🖤🖤🖤
Guess who’s going Xmas shopping at the pet store this year…
@kiss-me-fat-boi @themightyblim
“Can we get some of those squeaky chickens that makes the devil screeches? Papa absolutely hates those~” >:3 “Maybe you should get him a muzzle instead to stop him from yappin so much...” -.-
@kiss-me-fat-boi @annawise
THE TIME OF THE SPOOKENING BEGINS!!!
Now as you might have already guessed, the boy absolutely love this time of year. So many little morsels wandering about unsupervised and I'm monitored. So easy for them to blend in out in the open. And so many pretty little things wandering about in such scandalous outfits~
Truly it is a time of feasts and plenty, raising their sports and much improving there mood. Why they are feeling so happy and generous in fact that might even be up for a few visitors this night. You may even get a treat for your visit if they are feeling so inclined. Though be wary as they still have plenty of tricks up their frilly sleeves to give.
But please, come stop on by with the customary Trick or Treat if you want to take a gamble. They are so looking forward to having some fun~
(So yeah, the boys are here and ready to play. Just drop by their asks with a "Trick or Treat" or any little message want and they will be happy to give you a little something in return 😈)
56 and 63 for your single boys 🤡🤡 {64 and 117 for my sewer fam husband, if he's around ❤️💋}
Looking towards the tiny woman lingering within their lair asking these questions, the two clowns seem almost bemused by the sudden inquires, more curious than bloodthirsty in that moment which is more than beneficial for the young lady hovering at their door.
56- What are three things most people don’t know about you?
Penny is just about to respond as well, before the much older clown pushes him aside and gives the lovely little lady a cheeky wink before pointing back at the tall lanky brute hissing beside him
“I’ll tell you a few things about this peanut head here, Did’ya know the brat can’t read too well? Oh sure he can fake it well enough but honestly you give him a book proper and he wouldn’t be able to make heads or tails of it. One thing he does love hoarding though is those dirty little human magazines you lot like thrown down the drains, little pervert has a whole stash of them somewhere but I still can’t find them”
The taller clowns agitation is clear by the indignant snarl curling at his jagged and monstrous teeth. The pale soft silk of his gloves coming undone at the seams as black gnarled claws tear their way through. His voice is shrill and cracked as he howls out a nasty rebuke, intent on returning the favour in kind.
“Well at least I don’t bring down newspapers and pretend to read them like some fat old fart in a nursing home, you only eve read the jokes and obituaries so whats the fucking point. And you always smoke the cheapest cigars, out of all the plentiful things you could conjure you always go for the worst possible brand imaginable. All these nasty filthy little human creations, the only decent ones are the confections, those sweet fizzy little bottle shapes that tingle on the tongue. everything else is refuse and muck”As the taller clown finishes his rant he gives one final growl before sulking back towards the stage box, huffing like a child as he sulks within his own ratty nest leaving Papa to continue entertaining their new guest. Looking back at the young lady he shakes his head like a weary old father with his bratty teenage child
“I don’t know what he is talking about, I always pick out the best beers… Now where were we?”
63- A quote you try to live by:
The old clown taps his chin thoughtful at this one, his soft baby blue eyes looking upwards towards as he pondered on what manner of quote or phrase he lived his infinite and endless life by. It was a peculiar question indeed but one he thinks he has an answer for
“If it isn’t worth doing to excess then it isn’t worth doing at all” He pauses for a moment before nodding his head, content with his choice, even if it is something that is quoted from himself rather than anyone else. Sparing a glance back at the stage box where Penny sulked off to he looks back at his lovely guest with a smug and cheeky grin as he jabs a thumb in the direction of the stage
“And I thing the brats would be more along the lines of ‘Eat first, think later’“
“I HEARD THAT!”
(And now for your darling Hubby~)
64- Leave me a compliment:
The clown smiles at his wife with a warmth and contentment that was rarely seen upon the old monsters face, his arms already moving to wrap around his best girl’s waist to pull her in close for a tight embrace
“You never need to ask me for a compliment Babygirl, you know ol’Papa is more than happy to talk about how perfect and beautiful you are at every hour of the day. Though if you need a more… Physical, demonstration then I would be more than happy to accommodate~”
117- Do you believe in love at first sight?
“Honestly honey, until I met you I thought it was a load of horse shit. Something stupid little humans talked about to try and explain their nasty little hormonal responses whenever they saw a nice piece of ass… But I gotta tell you Ro… When I first saw you I knew that there was something about you that I just had to have… Maybe at first I didn’t think it was love back then, but now… Now I know that the feeling I felt when I first laid eyes on you was my soul findin it’s missing piece… So I sure as hell believe in it now”With that said he presses a warm and tender kiss against her lips, letting ever ounce of his sincerity pour out into this sweet and loving moment. Letting her know just how much she meant to him and how much he loves her more than he has loved anything else in the entirety of his existence
Number question for those cute clown boys
Having to make a post cuz I can't send an ask to you @why-is-it-so-mean
Numbers I choose are 1, 105 and 252.
Love you boys, keep up the good clowny work~ ❤❤❤
Personal
1- How are you?
2- Post a picture of yourself.
3- Do you ever wish you were someone else?
4- What is your entire name?
5- How old are you?
6- Age you get mistaken for:
7- Your zodiac/horoscope and if you think it fits your personality:
8- What did you do on your last birthday?
9- What is one thing you would like to accomplish before your next birthday?
10- What is your hair color?
11- Have you ever dyed your hair?
12- What is your eye color?
13- If you could change your eye color, would you?
14- Do you wear contacts/glasses?
15- Your opinion about your body and how confortable you are with it:
16- Have you ever considered plastic surgery? What would you alter about your body?
17- Say 8 facts about your body:
18- Do you have any tattoos?
19- Do you have any piercings?
20- Left or right handed?
21- What’s your sexual orientation?
22- Do you drink?
23- Do you smoke?
24- Do you have any pets?
25- Where do you work?
26- Something you are working on right now:
27- Do you have any “rules” about food?
28- Where are you from?
29- What would you say is your best quality?
30- What do you think you’re really good at?
31- What do you think you’re really bad at?
32- What talent do you wish you’d been born with?
33- Are you a bad person?
34- Are you nice to everyone?
35- Say 3 facts about your personality:
36- Has someone ever spread a nasty rumor about you?
37- What is your ideal bed? Why?
38- Did you wake up cranky?
39- Do you sleep with a stuffed toy?
40- What do you think about the most?
41- Share 2 habits:
42- What you want to be when you “get older”?
43- What are your career goals?
44- What is your ideal career?
45- Is your life anything like it was two years ago?
46- Do you replay things that have happened in your head?
47- Have you ever had an imaginary friend?
48- Say 10 facts about your room:
49- Do you have any phobias?
50- Have you ever been to a psychiatrist/therapist?
51- Are you allergic to anything? If so, what?
52- Ever broken any bones?
53- Ever come close to death?
54- Things you like and dislike about yourself:
55- A random fact about yourself:
56- What are three things most people don’t know about you?
57- An unknown fact about your life:
58- Share something about yourself others might think is weird:
59- Five weird things that you like:
60- Do you have a facebook? If so, would you add the person who sent you this?
61- Do you have any pictures on your Facebook?
62- Describe yourself in one word/sentence:
63- A quote you try to live by:
64- Leave me a compliment:
Favorites
65- What is your favorite thing to do?
66- What’s your favorite color?
67- What’s your favorite band/singer?
68- What’s your favorite movie?
69- What are your favorite books?
70- What is your favorite quote and why?
71- What is your favorite word?
72- What is your least favorite word?
73- What is your favorite type of food?
74- Your favorite ice cream?
75- What’s your favorite animal?
76- Dogs or cats?
77- Describe your favourite texture:
78- What is your favorite flower?
79- What’s your favourite scent? And on the opposite sex?
80- What is your favorite season?
81- What are the top five places you wish you could go before you die?
82- What are four things you can’t live without and why?
83- Which mythological creature are you most like? Why?
84- What’s your favorite television show?
85- Favorite place to shop at?
86- Say 2 facts about your favorite things: Family, childhood and places
87- Say 4 facts about your parents:
88- Are you more like your mom or your dad?
89- Do you have any siblings?
90- Say 9 facts about your family:
91- What’s your relationship like with your family?
92- Say 7 facts about your childhood:
93- The best and the worst childhood memories:
94- Say 6 facts about your home town:
95- Are you going out of town soon?
96- Where would you like to live?
97- What would your dream house be like?
98- Where would you go on your dream vacation?
99- Where you want to be right now?
100- Top three places to visit:
Friends
101- Would you ever smile at a stranger?
102- Do you prefer to be friends with girls or boys?
103- Who is someone you never tire of?
104- Do you have someone you can be your complete self around?
105- Who is your most loyal friend?
106- Is there anyone you can tell EVERYTHING to?
107- If your best friend died, what would you do?
108- A reason you’ve lied to a friend:
109- Have you ever felt replaced?
110- Say 5 facts about your bestfriend(s):
Relationships
111- The last person you hugged?
112- Who was your first kiss with?
113- Do you like kissing in public?
114- Have you ever kissed someone older than you?
115- You have a preference for boys or girls?
116- Is the male or female body closest to perfection?
117- Do you believe in love at first sight?
118- Do you believe in soul mates?
119- What is your idea of the perfect date?
120- Based on past relationships or crushes, describe your perfect boyfriend/girlfriend:
121- What is the first thing you noticed in someone?
122- Are looks important in a relationship?
123- What’s the most superficial characteristic you look for?
124- What’s your opinion on age differences in relationships?
125- Would you ever date someone off of the Internet?
126- Five guys/girls whom you find attractive:
127- Do you have a crush on anyone?
128- A description of the girl/boy you like:
129- Say 1 fact about the person your like:
130- If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say?
131- When was the last time you told someone you loved them?
132- Do you think someone has feelings for you?
133- Do you think someone is thinking about you right now?
134- Have you ever cried over a guy/girl?
135- Have you ever wanted someone you couldn’t have?
136- Anyone you’re giving up on?
137- Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to?
138- Have you ever liked someone who your friends hated?
139- Have you ever liked one of your best friends?
140- Has anyone told you they don’t want to ever lose you?
141- Is there a boy/girl who you would do absolutely everything for?
142- Is there someone you will never forget?
143- Say five ways to win your heart:
144- What turns you on?
145- What turns you off?
146- What is the sexiest thing someone could ever do for/to you?
147- What’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for you?
148- What’s something sweet you’d like someone to do for you?
149- Have you ever written a song or poem for someone? Have you had one written for you?
150- What’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever done for someone?
151- Are you in love?
152- Are you in a relationship?
153- If you have a boyfriend/girlfriend, what is your favorite thing about him/her?
154- Are relationships ever worth it?
155- Is there someone mad because you’re dating/talking to the person you are?
156- Can you commit to one person?
157- Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat?
158- Do you ever want to get married?
159- Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years?
160- Future names of your children:
161- Do you get jealous easily?
162- The last time you felt jealous, and why?
163- What is your definition of cheating?
164- Have you ever been cheated on?
165- Do you forgive betrayal?
166- Have you ever cheated on someone?
167- Why did your last relationship fail?
168- Things you want to say to an ex:
169- A description of the person you dislike the most:
170- If your first true love knocked on your door with apology and presents, would you accept?
171- How many boyfriends/girlfriends have you had?
172- How long was your longest relationship?
173- You’ll love me if…
174- Share a relationship story:
Music, movies and books
175- How often do you listen to music?
176- What kind of music you like?
177- Do you like to dance?
178- What was the first concert/show you attended?
179- Have you heard a song that reminds you of someone today?
180- Share a song that takes you to a certain memory in the past:
181- A song that’s been stuck in your head:
182- Put your music player on shuffle and write the first ten songs that play:
183- A book you want to read/have recently read:
184- Describe your dream library:
185- Last movie you just watched:
186- Do you like watching what type of movies? Situations and crazy things
187- You’re in a tattoo parlor about to get inked. What are you getting done?
189- What’s something you can see yourself going to jail for?
190- If you could be any character, from any literary work, who would you choose to be?
191- You’re given $10,000…under one condition: you cannot keep the money for yourself. Who would you give it to?
192- If you had to go back in time and change one thing, what would it be?
193- If you were an element on the Periodic Table, which would you be and why?
194- If you had to delete one year of your life completely, which would it be?
195- You’re an Action Movie Hero. What’s your weapon of choice and the line you scream when defeating your arch enemy?
196- If you could design an amusement park ride, what would it be like?
197- What is the first curse word that comes to mind?
198- What the last party you went to was… and when the next will be…
199- Halloween costume idea?
200- What are you supposed to be doing right now?
201- Currently wanting to see anyone?
202- Why you follow me?
203- If you met me what would you do?
204- Leave me a ridiculous question:
205- Leave me a cute message: Opinions and beliefs
206- Is the cup half full or half empty for you right now?
207- Do you believe in fate/destiny?
208- What you wish for on 11:11?
209- Do you consider yourself lucky? What’s your good luck charm?
210- Do you believe in aliens or life on other planets?
211- What is your religion, if any?
212- Would you go against your moral code for money?
213- What’s more important to you: strength of the body or strength of the mind?
214- How important you think education is?
215- If you were the president, what would you do?
216- If you could change one thing in the world, what would you change?
217- Is it the thought that counts? Or is that phrase circumstantial?
218- If you only had 24 hours to live, what would you do?
219- Which movie character do you most identify with and why?
Feelings and Others
220- Are you a procrastinator or do you get things done early?
221- Post a photo/draw a picture/write a poem (pick one) of a moment of personal significance:
222- Say 5 things you love unconditionally:
223- What motivates you in life?
224- Something that you’re proud of:
225- Five words/phrases that make you laugh:
226- Share the story of something that makes you smile:
227- Something you always think “what if…” about:
228- What was something you used to enjoy, but was ruined for you? What’s the story behind that?
229- Describe one of the most awkward experiences of your life:
230- Something/someone that you miss:
231- Are you over your past?
232- What is your saddest memory?
233- One of the hardest moments in your life:
234- Is there something that happened in your past that you hate talking about?
235- What’s something you want to do that you’d be embarrassed to tell other people about?
236- What was your most embarrassing moment?
237- Share one of your fears/insecurities:
238- Something you’re currently worrying about:
239- Have you done something you regret very much?
240- If you could take something back that you said or did, what would it be?
241- Does anyone hate you?
242- Do you hate anyone?
243- Are you good at hiding your feelings?
244- What’s something you hide about your personality?
245- How do you approach social situations?
246- Are you a social or an antisocial person?
247- Are you an introvert or an extrovert?
248- Do you care if people talk badly about you?
249- How do you deal with criticism?
250- How you hope your future will be like?
251- What’s something that scares you about the future?
252- Five intems you lust after:
253- One thing you’re excited for:
254- Describe the most terrifying/strangest/beautiful dream you’ve ever had:
255- Have you ever had a crush on a fictional character?
256- Who is your celebrity crush?
257- Make a confession:
Ask me stuff! xx
Ask the boys…🤡🤡
My Boys are still here too, come break the ice while I get them all dolled up for halloween~
Just giving my old man a smooch on this fine Saturday morning 💋🤡
The Old clown smiles lazily as he reclines in his beaten up arm chair. The gentle press of her lips against his own bringing fourth a rumbling purr of satisfaction like a predatory big cat. His hands are quick but gentle as he firmly drags her body into his lap, letting her settle into it and rest against him as he continues to enjoy the playful smooch.When he finally pulls back from her his eyes are full of mirth and affection, the adoration swelling in his chest and pouring from his expression in waves that even a human like her could clearly see. A wide toothy grin stretches across his face as he gently taps a finger against her nose in a playful gesture.“And what a fine Saturday it is Babygirl for having you in it. You sure do know how to make your old man feel proper loved up and feelin special dont’cha Honey. Though tomorrow its gonna be me making sure you feel special for your big day. It only comes round once a year after all”
@kiss-me-fat-boi
Reminds me of when @kiss-me-fat-boi got engaged to @inforapennyinforaclown
❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
I feel attacked…
😂😅😍😋
Papa had the exact same look on his face…
I think I was more like this tho:
That’s true 😁 and me and Penny knew all along!
Only you can get away with wearing pastels around him @kiss-me-fat-boi XD
I think I’m just gonna call it and put this blog to sleep until the new movie comes out.
Its been fun while the interest lasted. Hopefully when the boy comes back to the big screen things might spark back to life again. Until then I will be focusing mostly on my @daddywiseideas blog and my writing so I’m not leaving the fandom any, just hanging up the Rp reins.
Thank you guys so much for your support and all the lovely times that have been had over the year. I’ve had such a wonderful time with these Stinky sewer boys, I only hope that you had fun with them too.
Hi I volunteer as a snackrifice.
“Your Generous offer Is greatly appreciated…”
She barely even have time to react before the tall lanky clowns arm reaches out to fist within her hair and drag her forward, the thick black claws already ripping through the glove and scraping painfully against her scalp
“I was just thinking about adding a few more… Decorations about the place in time for the holiday season. Such a fine little wall piece you will make when I am done~”
She could feel the claws of his other hand already tracing against her belly, scraping and scoring shallow cuts along the surface beneath her shirt as he grinned down with that familiar jagged toothed grin. It is clear by the strength of his grip and the forceful scratching of his claws that there would be no way out of this.
A tiny hiss escaped her as the clown yanked her forward, reeling her in to the pointed doom of its embrace. Her jaw was clenched, eyes hard as steel, set and staring up at its hideous, grinning face with resignation and cold acceptance. There would be no struggle, no attempt to flee, despite the terror flooding through her veins. She had come down willingly to its lair, knowing the chances of her leaving these cavernous tunnels alive were nearly non-existent.
As its claws scratched across her stomach, tearing easily through her shirt and opening shallow wounds in the tender skin below, she clenched her jaw tight, swallowing her noises of pain even as the tears sprang to her eyes. There would be time for screaming later; she knew in her gut that her death would not come swiftly nor painlessly. After all, deep down, had she not entered the sewers knowing this, even welcoming it?
Of course the clown knew the girls intentions and the fragile state of her mind from the very moment that she had arrived. The sickly sharp tang of hopelessness and despair rolling off her like a perfume of rotting flowers. Sorrow had always been such a sharp taste against his pallet, like the potent chill of mint against ones tongue. It was an acquired taste, one that he preferred mostly with a more powerful dose of terror to season the mix.
And yes, she was indeed terrified, the sweet thrum of fear slinking through her veins like a honeyed wine just begging to be tasted. But that overwhelming sharpness and hopelessness was just that little bit stronger. This mattered little however as his plans for this wayward little mouse were not ones of making a meal out of her. His hunger already sated long before she even arrived.
“Poor sad sorry little Dolly. So weary and hurting inside, empty and alone. Sweet little thing just wants it all got just go away”
His tone is mocking and filled with falls sympathy as he drags her alone deeper into the depths of his lair, shifting the world around them from the dark dank sewer passage way towards a fare more open and empty space. The looming shadow of his ominous tower of discarder refuse and stolen treasures the only other thing filling the cistern with them.
“Not to worry little love, Pennywise will help let the pain out… Let it all bleed out back to the earth until there’s nothing left but for you to stay here and float with me forever and ever~”
As sweet and crooning as his words were, the sudden shift in his hands as they moved to grasp one of her arms between his large and deadly claws warns her otherwise. The painful twisting of his fingers as they clamp and squeeze the fragile limb so tight that it threatens to snap. The other hand that had been fisting against her hair now shifts down to grasp firmly against her shoulder just above his twisting hand. The only warning she has is the sharp twisted gleam of his teeth once more twisting into a sickening grin…
…before he wrenches the bone of her arm from its shoulder socket with a loud deafening
Pop
Her feet felt as though they were detached from her body as it pulled her deeper into the cold darkness, eyes burning above its malevolent grin, twisted into a profane mockery of compassion. Indeed, as if to mirror his words, she felt almost as if she were floating, weightless, already outside this crumbling mortal shell, no more substantial than a ghost…
…Until its hands, huge and terrible, gripped at her arm and pulled and pulled until the limb detached with a grisly rip of flesh and the sickening pop of bone torn from its socket. She slammed back to the reality of her corporeal self with a scream unlike any she had uttered before, a scream of pain and horror as she collapsed to her knees, the ear-splitting sound echoing across the damp concrete like an agonized choir.
The tears came next, spilling down her cheeks as she fought to pull a breath into her lungs, her body wracked with shudders as her brain sent emergency signals racing down each nerve, each sinew. She looked up at it, looming over her, blurred by the tears in her eyes and reduced to a tall, dark shape and two poisonous yellow eyes, burning like witchfire above her. Under his gaze, she quieted, tears still pouring down her cheeks as she set her jaw. This pain would be her fanfare as she left this world to go on to the next, whether it was heaven, hell, or simple nothingness. One final symphony of agony, after years of numbness; she could think of no death more fitting.
The sounds of her agonized screams echoing about the cavernous chamber ring sweeter to him than any song ever could. The force and intensity of her anguish and pain is so strong to him that for a moment it nearly overwhelmed that weak and festering sense of hopelessness and resignation. Such sweet delicious torment only lasts for a moment however as that ever present tang of melancholy seems to sour the aroma of her horror.
A pity though it was, the clown was not deterred in his cruel plans. His hand already moving to press at the open bleeding wound, stemming the flow of blood as best he could while grasping the remains of her severed arm in his other hand. In a fit of malicious amusement he holds out her own limb to her and grins, a look of wicked delight crossing his features as he speaks in a sing song voice.
“Need a hand there Dolly? Your starting to look a little pale. Oh I know it hurts little thing, but don’t you worry. I’m sure your going to be... All right”
A wild hysterical cackle fills the chamber as he revels in his own disturbing jokes at her expense. The cruel mocking puns almost as painful as the open wound still bleeding sluggishly at her side. These distasteful jokes are quickly cast aside as he moves in closer, discarding the limb momentarily to the side as he draws closer to her shoulder.
“Now now my sweet, don’t waste all your tears just yet. We still have such a long way to go yet and I haven’t even started on the other arm”
A sudden heat sears from his palm against the torn jagged flesh at her shoulder, burning and sizzling against the skin as he clenches the torn scraps of skin together in an attempt to cauterize the wound. The smell of burning flesh fills her nose as he works, haphazardly stopping her from bleeding out in the most gruesome and agonizing way
Hi I volunteer as a snackrifice.
“Your Generous offer Is greatly appreciated…”
She barely even have time to react before the tall lanky clowns arm reaches out to fist within her hair and drag her forward, the thick black claws already ripping through the glove and scraping painfully against her scalp
“I was just thinking about adding a few more… Decorations about the place in time for the holiday season. Such a fine little wall piece you will make when I am done~”
She could feel the claws of his other hand already tracing against her belly, scraping and scoring shallow cuts along the surface beneath her shirt as he grinned down with that familiar jagged toothed grin. It is clear by the strength of his grip and the forceful scratching of his claws that there would be no way out of this.
A tiny hiss escaped her as the clown yanked her forward, reeling her in to the pointed doom of its embrace. Her jaw was clenched, eyes hard as steel, set and staring up at its hideous, grinning face with resignation and cold acceptance. There would be no struggle, no attempt to flee, despite the terror flooding through her veins. She had come down willingly to its lair, knowing the chances of her leaving these cavernous tunnels alive were nearly non-existent.
As its claws scratched across her stomach, tearing easily through her shirt and opening shallow wounds in the tender skin below, she clenched her jaw tight, swallowing her noises of pain even as the tears sprang to her eyes. There would be time for screaming later; she knew in her gut that her death would not come swiftly nor painlessly. After all, deep down, had she not entered the sewers knowing this, even welcoming it?
Of course the clown knew the girls intentions and the fragile state of her mind from the very moment that she had arrived. The sickly sharp tang of hopelessness and despair rolling off her like a perfume of rotting flowers. Sorrow had always been such a sharp taste against his pallet, like the potent chill of mint against ones tongue. It was an acquired taste, one that he preferred mostly with a more powerful dose of terror to season the mix.
And yes, she was indeed terrified, the sweet thrum of fear slinking through her veins like a honeyed wine just begging to be tasted. But that overwhelming sharpness and hopelessness was just that little bit stronger. This mattered little however as his plans for this wayward little mouse were not ones of making a meal out of her. His hunger already sated long before she even arrived.
“Poor sad sorry little Dolly. So weary and hurting inside, empty and alone. Sweet little thing just wants it all got just go away”
His tone is mocking and filled with falls sympathy as he drags her alone deeper into the depths of his lair, shifting the world around them from the dark dank sewer passage way towards a fare more open and empty space. The looming shadow of his ominous tower of discarder refuse and stolen treasures the only other thing filling the cistern with them.
“Not to worry little love, Pennywise will help let the pain out… Let it all bleed out back to the earth until there’s nothing left but for you to stay here and float with me forever and ever~”
As sweet and crooning as his words were, the sudden shift in his hands as they moved to grasp one of her arms between his large and deadly claws warns her otherwise. The painful twisting of his fingers as they clamp and squeeze the fragile limb so tight that it threatens to snap. The other hand that had been fisting against her hair now shifts down to grasp firmly against her shoulder just above his twisting hand. The only warning she has is the sharp twisted gleam of his teeth once more twisting into a sickening grin…
…before he wrenches the bone of her arm from its shoulder socket with a loud deafening
Pop
Hi I volunteer as a snackrifice.
“Your Generous offer Is greatly appreciated…”
She barely even have time to react before the tall lanky clowns arm reaches out to fist within her hair and drag her forward, the thick black claws already ripping through the glove and scraping painfully against her scalp
“I was just thinking about adding a few more… Decorations about the place in time for the holiday season. Such a fine little wall piece you will make when I am done~”
She could feel the claws of his other hand already tracing against her belly, scraping and scoring shallow cuts along the surface beneath her shirt as he grinned down with that familiar jagged toothed grin. It is clear by the strength of his grip and the forceful scratching of his claws that there would be no way out of this.
HEy, any of ya’ll wanna get your insides ripped up and your faces eaten?
But like, probably not in the sexy way though. My boys just wanna tear shit up and maybe do a little bit of taxidermy. Maybe start that “how to cook humans” tv show they always wanted.
If any of yous is down to clown and willing to volunteer as snackrifices for any various kinds of gore and or violence them come on down to Pennywise town for a nice dose of ”murder to the face”
(I am like really bad at promoting myself and shit but I really want to start playing with my boys again and letting them be mean and awful like I intended them to be. I know its not the pervy sexy goodness they use to be good for but I’m not sayin thats completely off the table. Just that they are probs gonna be really fuckin mean about it and its likely you will end up as a gruesome wall ornament afterwards)
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Completely unawares of the more lewd turn of his thoughts, she continues to enjoy her treat while taking a few moments pause inbetween licks. Remaining innocent to just how enticing the sight of her tongue lapping against the Ice cream might look to an observer
“I’ve never been very good in bars and cluvs like that really. They are always so crowded and so loud. I don’t even really like drinking either so there’s not really much there for me”
She gives him a sheepish look and shrugs her shoulders then, a slight rosy tint to her cheeks as she realized how foolish she must seem
“Bit of a silly place to agree to meet a guy really…”
Roman had to look away from her, focusing on his own treat. If he kept this up he would probably want to take her home and, well, he had to keep up this gentlemen act. He didn’t want her to think that of him. Though…he could always convince her otherwise if he really wanted to.
“I’m quiet the opposite. At least for bars, we don’t really have any clubs here. Those are usually done in secrecy if I’m honest.”
He chucked, “Then, where would you like to meet up with a guy?” He asked, sitting down , motioning to the chair across from him for her to join him.
Carefully slipping into the chair, she looks at him with a bashful smile at his words. Already knowing from the her first moment she saw him just what he thought about bars and places like it.
"You do look like the type of guy that does well in bars... N-Not in a bad way I mean, just that you seem so confident and calm there... like you belonged"
She shyly goes back to her Ice cream for a little while to calm her clumsy tongue, scolding herself mentally for nearly making a fool of herself. Instead she tries to switch the subject to the question he presented. Thinking on it for only a moment before giving him another smile
"As for where I would like to meet up with a guy... well it looks like you've already brought me here"
She had just been browsing the menu up on the wall when he made the generous offer, the kindness of the action taking her by surprise and making another blush rise to her cheeks. They had barely known each other for more than five minuets and already he was buying her ice cream
“O-Oh no I couldn’t. Its already so kind of you to spend your time cheering me up and bringing me here”
because really what more could it be than just an act of generosity. Sure they had been getting along well enough and had introduced themselves. But really she hardly knew this man, and she was always so bad at accepting it when people bought things for her. He wasn’t even her date and already he was treating her far better than she expected anyone too.
Roman was looking at the menu as well, trying to decide what he wanted. He was, indeed, in the mood for ice cream. He liked vanilla, but maybe some rocky road or cookies and cream was good.
He looked at her, smiling and shaking his head. “You’ve had a rough night, and you seem a little out of it. No offense. Let me do something nice for you, alright? I won’t take no for an answer on this Rhia.”
Her cheeks were going to catch fire from how much he was making her blush with his kind words. It would seem that fate had saw fit to bless her evening with one of the few true gentlemen left in this town.
“I-I guess I kinda have had a bit of a bad night…”
Nodding shyly and accepting his generosity, she looks back up at the board to make her choice. A bright flash of excitement fills her eyes as she saw her favourite flavour up there.
“C-could I have a scoop of the cookie dough please?”
The woman behind the counter smiled, giving a nod as she grabbed a scoop of the cookie dough ice cream, placing it on a waffle cone and handing it to you. She turned to Roman, “And what can I get you?”
Roman looked at the choices, deciding he wanted something a little different tonight. “Let me get a scoop of Rocky Road.”
The woman nodded, doing the same with his ice cream as he did Rhia’s. Roman paid for the ice cream, and turned, looking at Rhia and smiling. “How’s your ice cream?”
Unable to help herself, she has already started on her own creamy treat. Lapping at its sides with careful yet eager kittenish licks. The look of relaxed and tender bliss on her face already a clear indication of her thoughts.
Hearing his voice, she looks up at him just as she manages to take a piece of cookie dough into her mouth.
Smiling sweetly, she nods and hums out a positive note, chewing on her mouthful before answering him properly
“It’s really good!…Thank you Roman, for bringing me here. It’s so much nicer here than in the bar”
Roman watched her, smiling as it was clear as to how happy she was. She looked more relaxed than before, happy.
Taking his own treat, he licked at his ice cream, his tongue coming out to lick at the creamy, cold treat. His sinful brain suddenly wondered how something cold would feel against something hot…like pussy.
He chuckled, “Well, I’m glad that I was able to get you out of there. You look much more happy and comfortable here.”
Completely unawares of the more lewd turn of his thoughts, she continues to enjoy her treat while taking a few moments pause inbetween licks. Remaining innocent to just how enticing the sight of her tongue lapping against the Ice cream might look to an observer
"I've never been very good in bars and cluvs like that really. They are always so crowded and so loud. I don't even really like drinking either so there's not really much there for me"
She gives him a sheepish look and shrugs her shoulders then, a slight rosy tint to her cheeks as she realized how foolish she must seem
"Bit of a silly place to agree to meet a guy really..."
She had just been browsing the menu up on the wall when he made the generous offer, the kindness of the action taking her by surprise and making another blush rise to her cheeks. They had barely known each other for more than five minuets and already he was buying her ice cream
“O-Oh no I couldn’t. Its already so kind of you to spend your time cheering me up and bringing me here”
because really what more could it be than just an act of generosity. Sure they had been getting along well enough and had introduced themselves. But really she hardly knew this man, and she was always so bad at accepting it when people bought things for her. He wasn’t even her date and already he was treating her far better than she expected anyone too.
Roman was looking at the menu as well, trying to decide what he wanted. He was, indeed, in the mood for ice cream. He liked vanilla, but maybe some rocky road or cookies and cream was good.
He looked at her, smiling and shaking his head. “You’ve had a rough night, and you seem a little out of it. No offense. Let me do something nice for you, alright? I won’t take no for an answer on this Rhia.”
Her cheeks were going to catch fire from how much he was making her blush with his kind words. It would seem that fate had saw fit to bless her evening with one of the few true gentlemen left in this town.
“I-I guess I kinda have had a bit of a bad night…”
Nodding shyly and accepting his generosity, she looks back up at the board to make her choice. A bright flash of excitement fills her eyes as she saw her favourite flavour up there.
“C-could I have a scoop of the cookie dough please?”
The woman behind the counter smiled, giving a nod as she grabbed a scoop of the cookie dough ice cream, placing it on a waffle cone and handing it to you. She turned to Roman, “And what can I get you?”
Roman looked at the choices, deciding he wanted something a little different tonight. “Let me get a scoop of Rocky Road.”
The woman nodded, doing the same with his ice cream as he did Rhia’s. Roman paid for the ice cream, and turned, looking at Rhia and smiling. “How’s your ice cream?”
Unable to help herself, she has already started on her own creamy treat. Lapping at its sides with careful yet eager kittenish licks. The look of relaxed and tender bliss on her face already a clear indication of her thoughts.
Hearing his voice, she looks up at him just as she manages to take a piece of cookie dough into her mouth.
Smiling sweetly, she nods and hums out a positive note, chewing on her mouthful before answering him properly
"It's really good!...Thank you Roman, for bringing me here. It's so much nicer here than in the bar"
A eager welcome
The old and ancient crumbling house creaked ominously as the chilly early autumn breeze flowed around it. The low and menacing groan of roting wood and rust shutter hinges filled the air with those uneasy sounds.
It was less than a welcoming dig It that was true, certainly not a place for the light hearted visit. But oh for the thrill seekers and the bold adventurers was it a beautiful bait, luring them in to this haunted house for a cheap rush of adrenaline.
If only they knew however, of the true horror that dwelt within. Those hungry and waiting jaws so eager to feast and feed of the hapless souls that strayed to close. Those that walked into the lions den, completely unaware of the more terrifying beasts that had already picked the lion’s bones clean.
Only one question remains of course... Do you dare enter?
The monsters within are such a lively bunch, so wild and beastly and more frightful than you can possibly imagine. Oh but don’t let that put you off, perhaps they might show a little mercy and let you live just long enough to gain a little enjoyment from your visit. If you are willing to risk it of course, after all you can never tell where their hunger might lie.
So come in, come in, and enjoy a good scare. You’ll laugh, you’ll cry, you’ll beg, you’ll die. Come join the circus and pay a visit to the clowns...
...They just can’t wait to meet you~
