we all float down here

Hiya! Don'cha wanna balloon, kiddo? You'll like it down here, promise. They all do. ♥ see the deadlights ♥ join the loser's club independent rp blog for pennywise the dancing clown from stephen king's IT

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OOC: Inactivity

[Replies/posts on this blog will be a bit slow for the next while. Until then, you can reach me on my main RP blog.]

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saltingthemeat entered the asylum

Harleen trotted down the street, scurrying just as quickly as she could without running. It was pouring down and she was already soaked through. All she wanted was to strip off and have a warm bath. Gotham could be so dingy sometimes! She would have to get a car and slop using the trains that was for sure. 

Suddenly, a flash of white face paint and a red mouth was in her peripheral, causing her to halt. “Joker?” She called through the rain, frowning. The vision of her escaped patient was in a large storm drain. She hesitated, why would he be down there? Unless he was rather down on his luck with hiding places. He would hardly be happy to see her if that was the case… No, it was ridiculous, she should just go home… But still…

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saltingthemeat has found the TARDIS hidden away in a corner

Once more, she’d arrived somewhere at random, having let the TARDIS pick a place. “Let’s go take a peek outside and see where you brought us, right baby?” She chimed, walking to the doors and sticking her head outside. A swamp. Great. “I’m gonna ruin my boots!” She grumbled, stepping out and crossing her arms over her chest. “Now let’s see… Who lives in a swamp?”

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Aw, can ya blame me? It's so nice here. All my friends are here, y'know...

Who're you, sweetie?

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“I don’t care if I have a right or not stop avoiding the question,” Lupo retorted, pointing an accusing finger at the man.

“You’re avoiding the question because you’re hiding something, so what are you hiding, huh?”

"I am forever," he hisses, leaning in close to spit the words. "And you are all below me."

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OOC: Sleeping now.

[I've replied to Jack, Lupo and Dan. I think I might owe fem!Joker?]

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six have found the sewers

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You really believe that, pally? 

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YOU’RE DAMN RIGHT I DO. YOU GOT A PROBLEM WITH THAT FUCKTARD?

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I don't particularly care.

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"Yeah I do," the Prowler retorted, not flinching at the other's hysteric laughter.

"So go on, don't got all day."

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"I'm so old," he laughs, wheezing as he catches his breath. "I'm old, and you have no right to be prying in matters such as these--"  

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“Few more miles,” he replies, growling it under his breath as he meets Lupo’s gaze. His sweet smile dissolves into something hungrier.

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“In my dictionary that isn’t ‘nearby’,” the prowler refused to move one inch more. He was more interested in this clown than anything else.

“Alright so what’s your story, clown boy?”

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Pennywise starts to chuckle -- he takes one look at Lupo's expression, as if confirming it's a serious question, and breaks into a fit of giggles. He slaps his thigh for good measure. "You -- dare -- ask me something of that nature, child?"

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six have found the sewers

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I DON’T HAVE TIME TO WASTE ON SOME FUCKTARD WITH SHITTY COMPLEXION. YOU’RE A DAMN KITTEN COMPARED TO REAL NIGHTMARES.

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You really believe that, pally? 

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“A while,” he replies, sounding more and more amused by the second. “Yeah. A while.”

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“You said it was close by,” Lupo abruptly replied, stopping and looking at the clown.

“I need miles, /kiddo/, miles, centimetres, kilometres, a unit of measurement.”

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"Few more miles," he replies, growling it under his breath as he meets Lupo's gaze. His sweet smile dissolves into something hungrier.

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six have found the sewers

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WELL, AREN’T YOU A FREAKY LITTLE SHIT? I’LL SAY HELLO, BUT THERE’S NO WAY IN HELL I’LL COME DOWN INTO YOUR PISS SCENTED DWELLING…

WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO BE ANYWAY?

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Pennywise strides behind him, making sure to stay close to his back; a side-splitting grin crosses his face. Oh, he’s missed this. 

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“You just keep walking, eh? Like for, how long,” Lupo asked, looking over his shoulder. 

Creepy grin.

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"A while," he replies, sounding more and more amused by the second. "Yeah. A while."

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“You’re a ‘kiddo’ compared t’me,” he points out, eyeing him up and down and inhaling deeply. He can smell him from here. “And, ah — nearby,” he assures him, “real close.”

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“Pleasant thought,” he commented, wondering if he even brought his gun. Lupo surely didn’t want to consume a clown, let alone infect him. “Real close, you say? Then let’s get moving,” he replied, walking straight, footsteps barely audible.

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Pennywise strides behind him, making sure to stay close to his back; a side-splitting grin crosses his face. Oh, he's missed this. 

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six have found the sewers

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“Behind you,” comes a gurgling wheeze. A gaunt man stands a few feet away from him, hands in his pockets and back against the wall of the sewer. He looks suitably amused. “Glad you could make it, kiddo.” 

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Lupo jerked and turned around, unaware of the presence behind him. He snorted at the name.

“Yeah, no one called me kiddo since…. Ever. So where is this great place?” The Prowler questioned, walking up to the man and lighting a cigarette.

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"You're a 'kiddo' compared t'me," he points out, eyeing him up and down and inhaling deeply. He can smell him from here. "And, ah -- nearby," he assures him, "real close."

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OOC: Hi everyone, for starters - and I need some ideas!

[Considering Pennywise is only one of It's forms, and... is primarily used to hunt children, would anyone want to suggest a FC for me? Pennywise's other forms are usually dependent on who they're interacting with, which will be a tad too difficult when I'm replying to 1000 people at once (and usually with gifs). I'm thinking someone 55+ years old, gaunt looking. Might have to have a considerable amount of gifs available of them. Ideas?]

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“Follow the Kenduskeag, buddy,” he replies, “lil’ bit down from the canal, you’ll see a watertower by Bassey Park. Can’t wait t’see you here, you know. We’ve got rides n’ everything…” 

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“Fucking fantastic. Rides and shit,” he mumbled to himself, beginning to walk in the direction of the water tower. After a while of walking he finally made it there, walking nonchalantly into the sewers.

“Hellllloooooooooooooooooooooooo,” Lupo said in a sing song voice. “Where are you?”

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"Behind you," comes a gurgling wheeze. A gaunt man stands a few feet away from him, hands in his pockets and back against the wall of the sewer. He looks suitably amused. "Glad you could make it, kiddo."