#11 scribbles

[paul-clone-11]

*It’s a cold, dark night. 11 wakes up on his back in the Witchwoods, far from home. And he is aching all over, completely lost, soaked with rain…

…and absolutely covered in blood.*

@thetollingbell

(He wakes up, totally confused and dizzy. He blinks a couple of times to adjust himself and he realizes where he is. He reels back, the simple motion causing his body to ache.

How did he get there!? He looks around frantically trying to remember and discovers the blood. He breaths shakily, panicking. Oh god it was his!?)

[paul-clone-11]

*Mason Pritchard walks behind 11 as he walks home, and sees something fall out of his jacket pocket. He rushes to pick it up, and begins to call after the man.*

“Uh, hey-! Hey-”

- 📽️ @pritchard-says

(He wasn’t paying much attention to his surroundings, so he didn’t notice the thing falling from his pocket. When he hears someone calling him he stops and turns to address the man, looking at him curiously)

[paul-clone-11]

*Luckily for him, or at least for now- no one seems to be in the hallway. 17 vaguely notices him pass, but is too enthralled in his show to want to pull away his attention from it. He doesn’t see his new horrible, monstrous form.*

- 🪦

(He tries to pass without 17 noticing him, but he still doesn’t control his wings well and when he turns around he accidentally knocks over a photo frame. He freezes in panic as it breaks, and reels back against the wall, making himself as small as possible)

[paul-clone-11]

*Like the dumbass Jason was, he decided to mess with another one of the Paul clones. He’s only ever messed with 17, so he tried to find someone who he could possibly hurt a bit more.*

@jasx-x

(11 was outside the house, sitting in the garden with a book. He was so absorbed by it that he didn't notice Jason arrive)

[paul-clone-11]

“Do you understand what’s happening with Richie? And.. and Twenz, and.. stuff?

I wanna help.”

- @just-another-paul-clone (au)

(He turns at 17 and sighs)

I wish. I had a weird conversation with a yellow thing, it told me that it had some kind of deal with Richie, but when I tried to ask him he pushed me away.

[paul-clone-11]

*There’s something in the living room- huge and monstrous with pitch black metallic armour covering its whole body- fangs and spikes and claws and wings and horns, terrifying glowing white eyes set in a cruel, bestial muzzle.

It yawns, revealing rows and rows of sharp, serrated gray teeth and a long, black tongue. Its spiked, bladed tail curls around its viciously clawed legs.

And then its ears prick up and it turns, looking right at 11.*

(He enters the living room, focused on his phone and not looking foward. When he eventually looks up from it he freezes, eyes wide with terror while looking at that thing in front of him)

[paul-clone-11]

*17 excitedly walks up to 11, holding something behind his back. He gave him a wide smile.*

“11! I got something for you!!”

@just-another-paul-clone

(He turns at him and smiles)

Really? What is it?

(He tries to get a peek of what’s behind their back)

[paul-clone-11]

[17 sits on the couch with a blanket wrapped around him, doodling onto his hands. His doodles were always good, his art on the other hand- was not. Not that he showed any art he’d attempted to anyone, though.

He smiles up at 11 as he walks into the room.]

@just-another-paul-clone

(He smiles back and waves at 17, sitting next to him)

What are you doing?