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[clussy]

(Eddie had debated on whether or not to share this piece of information. But what the natives had said weighed on him heavily, and he felt like if he didn't and something were to happen...

He wasn't so sure he could live with that guilt.)

I asked one of the natives if bad things from our homes could come to this place. They said it was possible.

maybe some of you will think I'm crazy. Or the adults won't believe it. The adults in our town didn't believe anything and they didn't want to pay attention to what was happening. they didn't care about all the missing kids. I don't care if you believe it or not. some stuff exists whether or not people want to believe it does. me and my friends took care of it before and we'll do it again if we have to. we made that promise.

our town had this fucked up evil in it. and im not talking hellfire church-evil stuff either. I'm talking like...fear. real fear. maybe even the thing that made Fear

IT knew what you were afraid of. no, not your 'kind of' fears like thinking spiders are gross. i mean the kind of fears you dont even tell your best bud about. the kind of fears you don't even tell YOURSELF about cause the shame's so bad. IT knew you and IT fed off those fears. i guess it liked how kids tasted best when they died in terror

IT ate them too. im not saying it like sucked out their soul. no. IT would

(Eddie has to stop here. To breathe. To focus. He touches his own arm, closes his eyes, and counts.)

i cant explain how you'll know when you'll see IT
you'll feel
like you have to go towards something real bad, real scary
you'll know you shouldn't but you HAVE to...and maybe you'll be lucky like we were
like i was. and be able to get away when the fear gets bad enough.

IT takes the shape of a clown the most when ITS just existing normally. IT only changes when its hunting. IT can come through pictures or sinks or anything. i dont know what ITs limits even were

sometimes IT called ITself Pennywise the Dancing Clown. IT told me its name was Bob Gray when IT talked to me. And sometimes you could hear that carnival sorta music.Sometimes it'd lure you in with the smell of popcorn. IT sometimes had balloons. A lot of balloons. I don't know. It lived in the sewers and

I want to say we beat IT for good but we didn't. i'm not sure if IT can BE beaten.

I dont know if IT'll ever show up here
but don't trust things to be what they seem. don't.

and maybe realize the monsters you know might come here too. please be careful.

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jjones

[underachievement]

[ Sounds like Tuesday. ]

How did you beat it?

[clussy]

(Eddie hesitates. Not really because it's something he wants to keep secret, but being so unaware of yourself made things complicated.

Besides, the answer was going to sound outrageous no matter how he worded it.)

There was this turtle and it let us know about a ritual we could do. It had a lot to do with us believing and when we did, we began to hurt it and eventually defeated it.

It comes back like, 27 or so years later but I dont know if we managed to beat it again
Or permanently.

[underachievement]

[ Actual Turtle Power? Well it's nuttier than mind control but not by much. ]

You lost me. How do you know it comes back?

[clussy]

(Yeah that's a fair question.)

1. trends. we looked at history books and library stuff and noticed how there were all these random huge spikes of deaths in Derry at these consistent intervals

2. i was in a world before this one that pulled people from other worlds too, and in it we saw our potential futures and in it me and my friends all saw us fighting It again but when we were a lot older than we are now.

[underachievement]

That's some heavy stuff. [ YES! She is now 1 for 3 on NOT accidentally swearing at or with children ]
What year did it come to your town? [ If someone can get a solid date for the year they're in now, maybe they can take some comfort in math. *shudders at those words in that order* ]

[clussy]

I guess. Our town's a shithole (Annnnd...you don't need to worry about swearing at all around this one.)

My one friend is from a different timeline than us. Same memories, different year. Weird, I know. But we fought it, from what I remember, at 1958. For my other friend, it was 1988.

Which I just realized almost fits the same pattern
jesus (And oh, look.




Seems like the time for IT to turn up is riiiiiiight about....now.)

[underachievement]

I don't know what year it's supposed to be here but it can't be hard to find out.
Just don't get it from the locals. Find a paper or something.

[clussy]

all i know is it was just valentines day so that doesn't help anyone.

who makes the paper??

or do you mean it'd be a paper from before all the "locals"?

privatize me cap'n

[underachievement]

From before. Or maybe one of the transplants has figured it out already.
I'd come up with something better but I've got my own assclown to deal with. [ and she hasn't slept in...... pick an amount ]

privatize me cap'n

[clussy]

It's okay I'm not really asking for help. this is more to warn people. me and my friends can take care of ourselves. thank you though for the advice.

whats your assclown like? (That might have made him smile a teensy bit.)

[underachievement]

[ Jess has to physically bite her tongue to keep from expounding on all the reasons trying to warn people around here is like trying to bail out the Titanic with a thimble. Yeah, she sees they're all quick to offer their services at Big Bad Extermination, but this Thing (or Alien? Demon Seed? or another great movie? VINCENT D'ONOFRIO IN THE CELL?), from the one confusing-ass account, seems, she dunno, incomprehensible at a distance? One dad's opinion. Not like she's offering HER help so. ]

He doesn't feed on fear, it's just what gets his rocks off. But he hates kids so just stay out of his way.
He wears as much purple as he can get his hands on. His stage name is Kilgrave. [ As much as she's loathe to spread his tacky mononym around, kids can be impetuous and stupid and she doesn't need them pushing his buttons, accidentally or otherwise. ]

[clussy]

(This gives Eddie a good deal of pause. He isn't at all new to cruel adults. What he is new to though is adults warning him about other adults. Back on the station, everyone had seemed pretty all right with everyone else. It was mostly monsters they had to worry about.

It didn't seem like the case here, and it's enough to make his stomach go sour with anxiety.)

i think most adults hate kids. but..the station i was on here before they at least seemed to tolerate us i guess.

whhats he do to kids?

kilgrave.

(Eddie thinks very carefully if he has ever met a man who fits the description, but nothing rings a bell. She's not wrong to warn Eddie. He could be gullible, and he was just afraid enough of adults that he bent to their Adult Hand of Law, so to speak. Or in other words, he was still a kid who didn't realize saying 'no' to an adult was a choice.)

i dont recognize any of that so i guess i havent met him yet.
is he a bad guy from your world?

[underachievement]

[ He gets them out of his way. As soon as they're out of sight, they're out of mind -- but depending on the command, that doesn't make them free. If he tells you to stand by yourself in a closet, that's where you'll stay: thirsty, hungry, drenched in your own waste and weeping from the exhaustion of remaining upright for twenty-four hours. ]

He can make you do whatever he says.
Just don't get close enough to let him talk to you. He doesn't live in the houses with everyone else.

[clussy]

(It sounded like a pretty regular adult to Eddie considering he had a real problem with authority and always doing what he was told. Except Eddie isn't so stupid as to think it's just that. He realizes that this man probably had actual abilities.)

Is it when you talk to him that he gets to be in control of you? like
how does he make you do whatever you want? is it like a super power?

super powers usually have conditions dont they?

[underachievement]

It's like a fever. It wears off after 24 hours or if he dies.

[clussy]

then why not kill him??

(Damn, Eddie.)

[underachievement]

[ smort kid. ]

I did. He came back.

[clussy]

looks like we're both fucked with these monsters then huh

guess you cant really kill evil.

[underachievement]

Then we make living hell. [ this Mr. Cellophane motherfucker better pray she don't see him (ง◉_◉)ง ]

[clussy]

i think i can only make living hell when im freaking out over something

or when my friends are in danger (In other words...(ʘ‿ʘ)ノ✿ He can do this too if he's gotta.)

[underachievement]

[ well Reims will probably inundate him with opportunity for both, lovecraftian clowns or no ]

Is there anything special you need for the ritual?

[clussy]

(Them- though he doesn't realize it. Though he does at least think to mention:)

seven of us, maybe. i think. it always feels important.

we made a blood pact after. that somehow felt part of it maybe. whenever we make blood pacts, it feels really charged, you know?

[underachievement]

[ were kids always this intense and she just forgot? ]

How many blood pacts are you making?

[clussy]

(No this is just the Kaspbrak experience honestly.)

ive technically made like three.

although if my other friends show up i need to make some more

promises are important to make. you can't go back on your word with blood pacts.

[underachievement]

[ what a strangely exact metaphor for the direction her life is taking. ]

I'm hoping that's true.

Stay paranoid, kid.