#penny's thoughts

[agent-pennsylvania]

" Hey. Penny!? When is your birthday? Caboose asked. " We need to celebrate."

Penn paused and looked up a Caboose with a bit of surprise. "Um..." He thought the sound merely a stalling method.

"I don't... Really have one... That I remember... So I just go by the day I woke up... Which was August 27th." He had also started his journal that day since apparently he had never had one before that. Which was sad because he couldn't go back and read anything to remember what he had forgot. Nevermind that the journaling hadn't really helped either... Mostly because someone kept resetting him and taking away his ability to tell the dates. His HUD never displayed the right date or times, always faulty somehow.

"When is yours?" He asked in return if Caboose was wanting to celebrate his maybe they should do something for Caboose's as well. Fair is fair after all.

@rollie-muses

[pennyparkerlamb]

me,when the one mutual (now two) I know irl likes my posts:

oh,noice.

@sukistandford

@darkchaosglitter

love you two :D 💕

me, when the mutuals (the classical music rp blogs) I have no relation to irl like my posts or reblogs or replies to my asks :

SOBBING

@tchaikovsky-pyotr

@emilia-chopin

@justyna-chopin

I love you guys (platonically) <3

and the ones that aren’t my mutuals but still

@franzliszt-official

@chopinski-official

[pennys-th0ughts]

Wow. I didn't think you could answer or respond to me this often. And I want to say Happy Halloween! Scare some kids who deserve it. Now, the biggest question of all: Have you ever thought of....having a mate? Or do you prefer being alone?

– The question caught the clown with his guard low and almost choked with the freshly cut hand he was chewing –

Agh! Damn it, human! – he spit a finger nail – What kind of question is that?! Mmh, anyway, thank you and happy Halloween to you too. Well... To be honest I haven't thought about that but I wonder what it would it be like sharing my immortal existence with someone else. Mmh... That means I have to share the brats I kill as well?

[pennys-th0ughts]

Pennywise, you are the only clown I ever love. You are handsome, charming, yet devilishly sexy. You make me smile whenever I am down. Wish I could do something for you, my clown king.

– strangely the compliment managed to get a soft shade of pink on the clown's pale skin. So he smirked maliciously –

Oh, my... You could do many things for this old eldritch if you wanted, yet, what would you be willing to do I wonder? Perhaps bow before me and get a juicy and bloody snack or maybe offer yourself as one? I'm quite open to suggestions...

[pennys-th0ughts]

And I've always wondered. What do you do on your free time? Other than eating some brats out there. Hehe. A handsome monster like you should have other activities.

– the clown didn't usually have others activities that wouldn't require killing, eating kids and napping after doing the previous two. His existence wasn't quite interesting or busy at all –

Well... – he scratched his slightly bald forehead – I'm a child-eater clown and I really don't know what I'm suppose to do if isn't eating fearful brats... Maybe you could teach me some things to entertain myself with?

[pennys-th0ughts]

Hey Pennywise. I haven't felt properly afraid in a long time. Can you help?

I will visit you as you are sleeping, when there is no one else alive, I will knock on your door and you will know that's your last day... in this world.

[pennys-th0ughts]

Hello Pennywise! Have you got plans for Halloween? Feeding off of children or scare them silly?

– the evil clown grabbed his own chin and took a minute to think. After a couple of minutes, he finally decided –

Mmh, well, guess I could do both since I have some time here waiting for that special day and my sassy ass got really numb. Besides, I'm starving as hell and need to recharge my popcorn machine so I have a snack to feed on while I wait for the next Halloween. Ugh, this thing of being a flesh eater clown has its disadvantages sometimes you know?

[pennys-th0ughts]

“Since Halloween is coming up, I have two questions for you, Mr. Penny: 1) How does one by scary? You’re someone that knows it by heart, and it’s only respectful that I ask the fear master himself. 2) You might not get this often, but, what does fear mean to you? As in, what do you define it as?”

– the evil clown sat down on the cold floor and started to meditate about the questions the mortal creature made. They were quite unique and as they quite put it, he rarely got those –

Mmh, well, I think some humans born with certain predisposition to be scary while others acquire it in time. It's hard for those to be scary when they show no sings of that special aura. They need to "learn" some ways to get it right while the ones that born with some scary features as facial or body expressions make them naturally scary or creepy.

– the clown scratched his cheek and sighed –

To easily put it: fear, to me, is to exteriorize our most dark selves and lose control of it.