Creepy Pennywise の小説・ストーリー

Throw Me Away Play these little games Acting like it's all good Today, today Go Fuck Yourself - Two Feet (...) Ella It took me a while to get to sleep the night before. Because, for some reason, my mind seemed to be on alert. I kept remembering over and over again the image of Justin saving me and my kitten from the killer tree. And when I fell into that chest? My body lit up just remembering it. My mouth filled with water, thinking when I noticed the bulge in his shorts.

They whimpered and took off, running away from Penny and Claire. Her eyes followed the old women as they ran off clumsily. "Don't you think those two were weird? They were acting like we were some kind of monsters!" Penny said cluelessly. Claire put her hands on the hips and glared at her friend. "They're not weird, it's you! Idiot, if you're going to wear that head mask in a place like this and talk to people, of course they'll freak out!" She slapped Penny on the back of her head and pointed at the pigeon head mask she was wearing.

What the hell was I even doing? “If you're going to keep staring at me like some kind of creep. You should at least ask for permission first” he said. I was taken aback by the sudden sound of his voice. He was awake. His eyes were still closed but he could sense that I had been looking at him. He was right. I was starting to feel like some kind of creep. “It's also very creepy to squeeze the air out of me. I mean I can barely move” I retorted back. It was then that he opened his eyes. His gaze traveled down to the grip that he had on my waist.

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He had a nice voice, but all he used it for was to scream and chew everyone's heads off. He was probably the clown from IT. Only, this one targeted adults and not children. It was all beginning to make sense. No wonder he scared the living daylights out of me. He was like Pennywise, Squidward, Eeyore, and freaking Johnny Bravo wrapped in one annoying ass package.

The witch was dead, her body lying in the pool of blood and intestines and flesh. Penny vomited. He left her and walked to Penny. His eyes were obsidian. And his claws were still out. “Leave me…” Penny said in a hoarse voice. Her vision was going blurry. He came and towered above her but she couldn’t raise her head, because she had closed her eyes preferring to go in the darkness that surrounded her gradually. —Mine—

It definitely had to be a witch. “You all are quite good. I should make you my slaves.” The man who held Penny captive said. “We’ll never bow to a pig like you!” Penny said, and spit on his shoes. The man chuckled. “You are a bold girl. I like bold girls. They are fun to break. Want to see something funny?” he asked, and Penny was confused. The man did a gesture, and every single one of us was killed on the spot–their hearts were taken out. Only Penny and I were left.

said little Penny, but her voice was very strange and scary. Joy tried to remove the rope from her neck, but it was in vain. “Wh-why?” A confused and frightened expression mixed inside big Penny. But that instantly changed after little Penny showed her face. “Die, you damn bully. You don’t deserve to live in this world!!” Little Penny's facial expression looked very scary with her evil smile. It was made worse by her other face, which was covered by a scary black shadow. Adult Penny, who saw it, was immediately scared to death. But she also had to help Joy and stop the terrible event.

Pursing my lips, I swallowed my pride and kept quiet. "Maybe I will come and see you at one of his establishments, and finally get that blow job!" He whispered, his grubby knuckles trailing down my cheek. Pulling my head back, I smacked my forehead into him; hearing the bones in his nose crack under the force, I beamed evilly. "You bitch!" He roared, blood dripping down his face and coating his lips in crimson, reminding me of Pennywise yet again, making me laugh bitterly, the sound of my laughter evidently pushing him over the edge as his hand raised above his head, ready to strike me.

Why haven't you answered our calls or texts, shorty? Me: Woah, Casanova, it almost sounds like you miss me? Alaric: In your worst nightmare. Me: Oh, Al, every moment spent with you is a nightmare. Alaric: You want to die? Jonah: Can you guys have one civilized conversation? LOL Me: Have you not met Alaric, the Pennywise impersonator? Alaric: Call me that again. I dare you! Me: Oh, look. Is "IT" a bird? Is "IT" a plane? No... "IT" is irrelevant.