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jointheclxwn · 2 years
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✨- which fictional character (book, show, or movie) do you relate to most?
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((I believe, this ask is for you Mr. Clown Man.)) The bells jingle on the creature's dusty costume as It's pushed back into the visible dim lights of the sewer, "Well, I...am not sure I know the answer to this one..." It shuffled for a few moments after a brief zoning out, "Well, I do enjoy Peter Pan...and maybe even a tale or two from Edgar Allen Poe...because Fairy Tales ain't supposed to be pretty or fun, if you get what I mean..." It stood for a moment before scratching at Its mess of curly hair and jingled with an excited shudder, "I don't know much about the new cartoons from today..."
((It's doing Its best here...been a while since It has received active attention.))
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deliciousfear · 3 years
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IT whines dramatically, a big pout on the clown painted features, “Terrible... awful... hurts...” IT whines louder, shifting around in the nest. Nuzzling into the cloths and old toys, before flopping out IT’s long arms towards the other, “... make it go away.”
@ancientdeadlight​ // closed.
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(Papa and Richie's kid comes to them while they are asleep, because i revisited the idea of them having a kid and i had to send this uwu) "DADDY, WAKE UP!" *punches with her small fist on Richie*
“Babycakes, what did we say about punching?” Ge groaned eyes still closed. “Penn, your daughter is assaulting me.”
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ancientdeadlight · 4 years
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Self Promo
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Semi-Selective, Private RP Blog for Pennywise the dancing Clown(Based on the Mini-Series)Mutuals only
-Para
-Novella
-Crack and One-liners
Rules and About:
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Kharon's amber eyes flicker with curiosity as he looks upon the other, it was rare that he came across a being older than himself. “Are you a REAL clown?” Kharon says, smiling warmly at the other happily.
@ancientdeadlight​ // closed.
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roaming-fae · 4 years
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A Wanderer wanders in
The new arrival to Derry was finding the air strange. Heavy, with more than the humid summer heat and buzz of cicadas. She felt on edge and couldn’t puzzle out why. New places never made her nervous, but an unease had settled over her since her feet first brought her wandering into Derry. The town smelled of discarded things, musky clothes and rusted bikes, broken dolls and ripped raincoats. A whiff of rain on the wind, a hint of blood and rot, too slight for any human nose to perceive.
Kin? No, she couldn’t sense any of her kind nearby. 
Something was there though, something she’d never encountered in her many millennia walking the Earth.
She wanted to know what, her unease didn’t serve as a deterrent to seeking it out, whatever it was. She wandered all over town, the many missing posters not going unnoticed by her. In a wooded area she found a creek, walking along the shallows with her bare feet, following the ribbon curve of the creek for a while, before a glimmer of sun upon a larger body of water caught her eye through the trees. She found a large pond, access into the sewers standing at the other end. 
She moved swiftly to it, seeing a deflated red balloon discarded at the entrance. Into the dark she prowled, requiring no light to navigate by. She saw just fine in the gloom, favoring it over the bright sunlight. Deeper and deeper she ventured, humming 99 Red Balloons as she went.
@ancientdeadlight
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ithungered · 5 years
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@ancientdeadlight​
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There was a quiet that predated the early morning here in Derry. The center of its heart seemed to hum like a sleeping man jesting for a yawn, the old houses crouching in their squaller just inches from the new ones.  How quiet the birds would be, roosting above naked branches and dusted leaves. How quaint the bogs, their mushy underbellies carrying off the sediment of nearly five thousand years back down and deeper into the earth like a practiced machine. Of course, these were not the things that interested Jr.
Quite the opposite, really.
His mind was focused on other things, his interest keening on the purr of heavy-duty trucks circling the outer of Derry Heights where they would idle near the canal until Saturday. The festival would start then.  It happened every mid-year or so but when it happened, all of the town's energy seemed to go towards that ravenous spot just at the center. And what did they do there at that festival? What was it they were all laughing at? What caused the lights to flair at half-mass and burst right at the stroke of midnight? One way to find out.
Of course, he had no intention of letting his majesty know what he was up to. No, he hadn't the patience to start explaining himself or the plans he had in the works. There were some things, many things in fact, that the old geezer just seemed too hardheaded to understand. He was nearing the long-ended mouth of the sewer drain when a noise came to his cognition. Something moving, something disturbing the water. Jr was quick to round that other corner, stealing himself in one of those half-piped drainage cases as if he had been there that whole time. Out of sight, out of mind. 
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myclownjunction · 5 years
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You see my dear friend a lot of people here will throw the bomb on your way if you have different visions or arts. The most despised by me form is to tell the hate and the negative stuff via Anon, this person is either kid that suffers themselves or a person that doesn’t have a personal life and envy your abilities! I deleted all my Pennywise arts because I saw, no one wants to see them there’s always gonna be someone better than me and I’m a shy person to approach artists and talk to them or sometimes they have a lot of stuff and your ask gets forgotten or deleted! I did many fan-arts and received things like “Oh you must have spent a lot on this!” “Erm, thank you you shouldn’t have” barely, barely-there were people that were kind and really appreciated what are you doing so yeah, I decided I WILL stay in Pennywise fandom, Pennywise made my life happy, he made me float in a happy way. I am succumbing to him and The Clown Family. And I won’t leave if it even means to be like Pennywise- being alone here. But please my dude DO NOT LISTEN TO THE VOICES, follow what you love and what you want to do, for everything there’s a time and place to happen. THIS TOO SHALL PASS!
@ancientdeadlight​
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infantiicide · 4 years
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             "You’re a coward. You always were.”         Lines I’ve heard that are raw as hell. // @ancientdeadlight​
      It’s not real-----it can’t be. . .no, it was just another illusion, something he willed into existence, that’s the ONLY logical reason IT can be here, standing front and center and though his subconscious desperately pleas in the form of goosebumps across his arms, he stands his ground, an expression of disinterest on his visage through his seafoam hues find themselves blinking a few times so that he can be sure that this thing was actually there---it had been some time since he had slept, after all, maybe it was a hallucination? 
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      “I’ve never been a coward----cowards are the only ones who are complacent in Derry.” He speaks back, using proper grammar, taking care to present the stonefaced monster that hid behind a giddy mask. “Fear doesn’t rule me because I am real----nothing else is, not even you.” While others panicked on meeting the strange clown, Patrick doesn’t and it proves how sick mentally the brunette had been. His warped outlook on life was something cemented in his skull and the effects of IT’s control over Derry secured the thought fully as a littered can in the junkyard is kicked towards the clown. “If this is some kinda prank, i’ll have ya know I’m not laughing cause it’s not funny....Ain’t that what clowns are supposed ta do? Make people laugh?”
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pcrturbed · 4 years
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@ancientdeadlight​   //   cont. 
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“You’re dead, you’re dead, you’re dead... And we killed you. We’ll kill you again!”
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pennyvvice · 4 years
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ancientdeadlight replied to your post: <p>"Just wanted to say kid that I am really sorry...
“It happened when you were still an egg, I just thought that I should tell you. You deserve the truth why you’re the way you are” *grins*
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IT WASN’T READY 
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jointheclxwn · 2 years
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//Yknow it's really a shame I have not found you earlier when I was really active on this blog. Papa loves his doubles very much, especially the younger penny's 😂I think I followed you for quite a while so thanks for following back, even tho i am not really active in rp atm. Yeah that's about it. Take care :3
((i have been kicking my own butt for this entire rebooting of the blog when i noticed your follow...i feel awful, but no worries! burnouts are valid, and they take time to overcome and all! i would know! feel free to interact or ask or whatever's good for entertainment! take all the time you need. i haven't actually RP'd in a good SEVERAL years sadly, so it would take some time to actually relearn a bit, but i write on other days, so it still lingers, kinda. Thanks for the ask though, means a lot hearing from you!! take care and all the time you need <3 I'm sure Pennyboi can wait <3))
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deliciousfear · 3 years
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IT whines, shifting around as ITs red hair was moved around from the other deadlight blowing into it, “AH! Does it look bad?” IT whines again, shaking ITs large head around quickly, only messing it up further before grunting and swatting at the others leg, 
                “Do that again.”
@ancientdeadlight​ // closed.
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[ carry ]   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house
“You know, just looking at you, a guy would think you’d be heavy as fuck to carry....and they’d be right. Fuck Pen whats in your clown suit bricks?”
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ancientdeadlight · 4 years
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//Alright kiddos, here you have it, updated my rules, about, muse etc pages now all handy on google docs. Do me a solid and read them, if you`ve done so, please like or comment this post here so that i know you have read it.
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nahthekidlived · 4 years
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@ancientdeadlight liked for a lyric starter
“Feel the fear, and swallow back the tears,” the young deadlight told the other, tossing a still-warm arm in his direction. The body was soaked in delicious terror. Did it really matter if the human had once called any of them friend? Human lives were like that of mayflies. It did more harm to even try to genuinely befriend them. What was the point if they only lived for a few cycles?
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