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Richie Tozier ([personal profile] beeped) wrote in [community profile] quietplacelogs2018-03-03 09:42 pm

(open/closed)

Featuring: Richie Tozier ([personal profile] beeped) and you
What's happening: Various shenanigans
Day/s: March
Content warning: one prompt has character death; probable language and general warnings that come along with richie & his canon.


↝ sandpaths; open

[Switching to working as a sandpath technician has proven to be a good change for him. The fresh air, the sunlight, and physically exhausting work--it's put him in slightly better spirits. At least he keeps busy enough that he doesn't think about how much it sucks not to talk.

He can be found on various parts of the sandpaths, sometimes carrying bags of sand, sometimes slacking off.]


↝ on the search for peanut butter; closed to max

aRE YOU READY FOR AN ADVENTURE

[Everything is an adventure, but this is also a Very Important mission. Ever since hearing about the dog that left them things, Richie's wanted to find treats or something. Naturally, Max has to go with him. She was the one who knew about it first, after all!]

↝ training day; closed to frank

[Is there anything better than learning fighting, self-defense? Playing Streetfighter, probably, but this is still really great and he's extremely excited to learn a thing or two.

So much so that he's swinging a stick around like it's a katana or something while waiting for Frank.]


↝ house 11 garage; closed to housemates; cw: character death (pt 1)

[It's a normal day, inasmuch as a day can be normal in a city where the loudest loudmouth needs to be silent. Richie goes about his day, enjoys the sunshine, slugs some sand around, pats himself on the back for managing to stay quiet for so long.

Later in the day, he heads back home. The house is quiet, which he doesn't think much of at all. Instead he heads straight to his bed in the garage. He flops down on the mattress, staring up at the ceiling.

A flash of yellow catches his eye and he sits up. It doesn't register at first; he's just puzzled by the vibrant yellow in his otherwise dull-colored room. Richie sits up, slides off of the bed and picks it up from the bedpost.

It's only at that point that he recognizes it. A yellow raincoat, one that's too small for him. Blood-stained, missing a sleeve--

The scream that escapes his lips is one he can't control; the raincoat falls to the floor, and within seconds he's just gone.]


↝ later; reset room; open (pt 2)

[Richie doesn't remember what happened, or how he got into the reset room again. But it's unnerving, especially when he can't piece enough together at all. Eventually, he'll get around to texting one of his friends, but for a while he can't bring himself to do much more than to sit and lean against the wall.]

↝ wildcard [CYOA or contact me for plotting via pm or [plurk.com profile] calaveras]
beyourzoomer: (almost amused)

On the search for peanut butter for a good dog

[personal profile] beyourzoomer 2018-03-04 05:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[She's eating a bite of some kind of fruit preserve when she gets his message and she grins involuntarily. She hasn't really spent much time with Richie yet, and she's really hoping they'll have some luck finding a treat for Teddy. She quickly types him a message back.]

bring on the adventure!
beyourzoomer: (faint smile to the side)

[personal profile] beyourzoomer 2018-03-04 09:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[That's something she's definitely picked up about Richie. She doesn't bother with a bandana, but she's used to going out searching buildings and houses for anything that might be useful. It's almost a daily routine at this point. She doesn't have a lot of hope for finding peanut butter, but who knows with this place?]

i'm in the kitchen eating breakfast. have you eaten yet?
beyourzoomer: (figuring things out)

[personal profile] beyourzoomer 2018-03-07 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Richie may be the only boy she's ever met who's forgotten about a meal. She watches him as he bounds down to the kitchen, waving and heading to the pantry. It's still startling that he looks exactly like Mike, except Richie actually smiles instead of scowls. Even without his glasses she's pretty certain she could pick him out.]

do you eat fish?

[It's kind of a random question, but since Majima had mentioned going fishing soon, she figures she should ask if any of her new friends and roommates like seafood.]
beyourzoomer: (hesitant smile)

[personal profile] beyourzoomer 2018-03-11 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[She tries not to chuckle at the food hanging out of his mouth.]

Cool. Do you know how to fish? I think when it rains I'm going to go try to catch some.
beyourzoomer: (lost in thought)

[personal profile] beyourzoomer 2018-03-12 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
[She nods at that, leaning back in the chair.]

i think it'd be good for all of us to try and learn as much as we can about that kind of stuff so we can take care of ourselves.

[Without becoming too dependent on anyone else. Not when people disappear from here, and die here, and might turn into monsters when they do die too many times, which at this point, is her hypothesis.]
beyourzoomer: (serious glance to the side)

[personal profile] beyourzoomer 2018-03-15 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[She looks over at him, meeting his eyes before sending another quick message.]

yeah that's what i think too. a couple of the adults are okay, but there's no guarantee they won't get sent back anytime.]

[Or that they'll always view her and Richie and Eddie and everyone as priorities of some kind. Or that they won't die and not come back.]
beyourzoomer: ((Dustin) talking)

[personal profile] beyourzoomer 2018-03-18 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
[She nods slightly at his response, finishing up her can of fruit and rising her feet.]

I can teach you how to fish next time it rains. we'll be okay.

[And she's ready to head out on their quest whenever he finishes his food.]
beyourzoomer: (amused)

[personal profile] beyourzoomer 2018-03-18 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[She almost laughs. Then she nods and follows him toward the door, hoping they can find some peanut butter or something for Teddy. Because the dog deserves a treat.]