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wxlksxflxfx​  /  amelia andrews * !!

Listening to him list off the things that were great about event made the same smile on her lips grow as she nodded her head. It was his next sentence that made her chuckle before she shook her head. “Not on my own no, but I did have a hand in the planning team. And have been working at it for the last few weeks, and that’s just working on decorations and such.” She explained, shrugging her shoulders a little. “Honestly, celebrating is something I’ll probably do after the event with probably a giant ice cream and sleeping until I can’t anymore.” Amelia joked with a laugh. 

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                    dark gaze playfully searched around the venue — “well i don’t see anyone else close who seems to be on the team. so, you can just take the credit for now. as well as my thanks. anyone who helps bring some ENTERTAINMENT ‘round here gets my humble gratitude.” while a lover of parties, he wasn’t exactly a planner. mike liked to lived life on a whim, see where each day took him && deal with the repercussions of anything later or not at all if he could help it. he laughed along with her, shaking his head. “that you do. but you also gotta have at least a little bit of fun tonight. for my sake. knowing someone’s at a party && having a stressful time ?? talk about a downer. a minimum of one hour of fun, y’gotta promise.”

wxlksxflxfx​  /  bill denbrough * !!

Bill nodded his head, starting to realize that maybe Bev didn’t have all of her memories. “Beverly,” He started, making sure he was careful with how he asked his question. “How much do you remember? About everything.” He wanted to know if she remembered the second fight with Pennywise, or if maybe she was like Mike and had forgotten some parts. “We could definitely take that plan sure! I can promise you Richie would be completely up for it. Sure he would have a blast.” 

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                    it was EMBARASSING, forgetting about one’s childhood && friends. but with bill && the losers she didn’t question honesty like she did with others. “well —i didn’t really remember you or the others till i saw you. i’ve always had dreams of It but always thought they were just nightmares. some still are but it’s nice to understand them a bit despite knowing It might come back.” even now as she tried to sort the timeline out it was confusing, like there were blockages in her own mind. “why ?? did that happen to you too ?? ” a light chuckle, this time a bit more joyous at the idea. “oh for sure. maybe we shouldn’t let him pick out everyone’s fake pasts though. we’ll all have storylines that could be in any soap opera or worse, guaranteed.”

                    a whole 27+ years of memories just gone ?? apparently so. the news was UNSETTLING && adding the fact that they were now TRAPPED here only made it worse. it made it easy to down the free alcohol, however. bev had just finished another glass when she felt someone’s grasp. instinctively arms crossed in front of her however she’d recognize that voice anywhere ( even if it was much deeper than when she last heard it ). instantly she relaxed, practically throwing herself into his arms as she shook her head. “don’t you DARE try to pull away that quickly, richie dear !!” a tight squeeze, elated tears billowing in eyes before drawing down cheeks. memories or no memories, beverly knew it had been too long since she’d seen her best friend. “fuck you by the way, making me mess up my make-up,” she quipped as she slowly pulled away, she’d blame the liquor for the tears later. bev wiped them away as a knowing smirk crossed her lips. “well for supposedly looking this good it took you way too fucking long to notice me. i’m almost hurt,” tone nothing but teasing. bev finally managed to take him in. bev playfully looked him up && down before cupping his cheeks, giving one a solid pinch. “you’ll be breaking hearts tonight, richie rich. i told you, you’d grow into your looks.”

@heartsofember​ - bev

Richie had been so excited to see all of the losers for different reasons. Stan and Mike had been for more…hidden reasons, ben and bill had been pure happiness in seeing that they were okay and alive and still them, eddie had been a relief, but nothing compared to seeing Bev. Sure, he was really close with some of the other losers, some even competed for the girl’s spot but no one ever won. Bev was the reigning champion of ride or die’s in Richie’s mind. So seeing her standing there in the corner of the ballroom, looking as if she was trying to find someone, Richie found no better opportunity to rush up to her and just grab her close. “Bevvie baby! I can’t believe it’s you!” he said holding her close before releasing her, realizing that rushing to hug her may not have been the smartest idea but hey….it was him. “You look so good tonight, you know that? I mean all the loser’s do but wow…do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you to show up? You sure do know how to keep a man waiting, Beverly Hills.”

“Maybe, he thought, there aren’t any such things as good friends or bad friends- maybe there are just friends, people who stand by you when you’re hurt and who help you feel not so lonely. Maybe they’re always worth being scared for, and hoping for, and living for. Maybe even worth dying for, too, if that’s what has to be.”

edgcofgreat​  /  ben hanscom * !!

               This  should  have  been  a  fun  night,  especially  now  that  Beverly  was  here  with  him,  but  Ben  just  couldn’t  bring  himself  to  let  loose.  One  would  think  that,  with  this  being  the  second  time  that  Bev  didn’t  remember  their  relationship  now,  he’d  know  what  to  do,  but  unfortunately  he  was  just  as  lost  as  the  last  time.  “  Hey,  if  anyone  here’s  wearing  a  clip-on,  it’s  Richie.  Not  me.  ”  He  chuckled  softly,  trying  to  stop  his  expression  from  falling  but  ultimately  failing.  Suddenly  he  felt  as  though  he  was  twelve  years  old  again.  “  I  dunno,  maybe.  ”

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                    brows furrowed tightly in immediate CONCERN at his fallen expression. her heart ached deeply to see him upset, it always had. this time however, the feeling was accompanied by the inkling suspicion that she was missing something. a stir of the heart that only started when she saw ben && some of the other losers again. hands grasped his arms, squeezing them comfortingly. “hey, i’m already missing that smile. besides, you got it. keep hangin’ tough && take it step by step. maybe we can even ask the boys in the band to play one of your favorite songs to make you feel better.” face remained stoic for only a moment before beverly could no longer hide her smirk. perhaps too many NKOTB references, but she couldn’t help herself — she had time to make up for. “&& if not impressed, their loss. plus, that simply means you’re stuck with me the rest of the night.”

{ john boyega, cis man, he/him } have you heard that ( finn ) from ( star wars ) appeared in town?  i know, i can’t believe it either.  he is ( twenty-four ) years old and is a ( firefighter ).  I’ve heard that he has a tendency to be ( protective & empathetic ) and ( anxious & impulsive ), and they have ( all ) of their old memories.

BASICS

name: unknown nicknames: finn, FN-2187, eight-seven age  / birthday: 24 /  11 aby hometown: artorias  height: 5′10″ occupation: firefighter gender  /  pronouns: cis man  /  he/him orientation: pansexual

PAST

( tw: abduction, brainwashing, war ) a boy, taken at the age of three with no memories of a childhood, is forced to serve the First Order. given the name, if one can all it that, FN-2187, he is programmed, trained to become a stormtrooper. despite his natural abilities — a leader in the making, he was too empathetic despite the First Order’s efforts. he soon realized what they were doing was wrong, & with that he helped smuggle out Resistance pilot, Poe Dameron, from the Starkiller base, & also got a real name — Finn.  after a flight gone wrong, he soon met Rey & while at first wanting to simply run away, in fear the First Order would find him & his belief that the cause would lose regardless, he later changed his mind. finn realized how important the Resistance was, & that there were things worth fighting for. & boy, was there a lot of fighting. the star wars universe is so big, so just know things happened, & Finn grew stronger & stronger in his beliefs aligning with the Resistance. he became a General along with Poe. he also learned he was force sensitive & that the force really does bring people together :’). he loves his people okay, finn & john boyega deserve so much love, bless. give finn a lightsaber or i riot, disney. you can find his wiki here.

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finn woke up with no memory of how he got here. he’s concerned™ but mainly for his friends. if anything he hopes they’re not here & are safe at their homes. he’s trying to learn as much about this place as he can, for it’s all so foreign to him. he has suspicions that there’s something dark at play, but he’s trying to be optimistic.

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friends 🥺, roommates?, any & everything <3

                    each footstep echoed against the concrete as mike went for his run, airpods in each ear. mike attempted to focus — mentally going through his notes for one of his upcoming finals. LAW SCHOOL, he had the confidence ( perhaps too much of it ) to do it, but there was always a part of him that feared FAILURE. he almost didn’t see the other until a can struck his foot. he quickly picked up what he could to help, pausing however at the sight of her tear filled eyes. “hey, no need for emotional cabbage — better the spilled milk than you right ??” mike jested in usual manner, an attempt to lighten spirits. “you alright ?? they never double bag, it’s bullshit.”

lulu juggled the bags on her arm and tried to get back home quickly as possible. her wagon had lost a wheel and she was still waiting for the new one to come in but she had to grocery shop. the blonde picked up her pace but the inevitable happened and one of her bags broke. she watched as her stuffed rolled away from her and she tried not to cry. she knelt to the ground to start picking up some items but tears filled her eyes and she shook her head. she could do this, she could get home and then she would cry at home. 

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edgcofgreat​  /  ben hanscom * !!

               Ben  couldn’t  help  the  blush  that  crept  onto  his  cheeks.  Jesus,  he  was  a  grown  man,  why  was  he  acting  like  this?  Because  it’s  Bev,  that’s  why.  “  If  it  makes  you  feel  any  better,  I’m  sure  you’re  a  more  tolerable  drunk  than  I  am.  ”  He  got  giggly  when  he  drank,  and  even  though  he  knew  that  Bev  had  seen  him  like  that  before,  something  about  her  seeing  him  like  that  still  made  him  nervous.  “  Well,  something  tells  me  that  this  isn’t  exactly  the  occasion  to  order  a  beer.  ”  He  chuckled  softly,  looking  toward  the  bar  and  shaking  his  head.  He'd  been  in  enough  formal  occasions  to  know  that.  “  Which  is  exactly  why  I’ve  learned  to  appreciate  a  good  whiskey.  ”

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                    "oh, i don’t know about that ben hanscom ; i can’t see you ever being even remotely intolerable.” how bev behaved while intoxicated depended much on the drink of choice && what happened that night, ranging from the silent overly-emotional type to the happy, affectionate type. ever unpredictable as always. the thought came to her without many other clues, but it felt right. she’d get a clue as to why later that evening. “— you could probably be drunk && still design the prettiest of buildings. architect, right ??” bev mused, only to soon chuckle along with him. “damn, just what i was about to order.” she jested, ordering her usual vodka && mixer — this time cranberry juice. “well, cheers. to you being fancy && us being tolerable drunks.”

{ meng ziyi, cis woman, she/her } have you heard that ( feng min ) from ( dead by daylight ) appeared in town?  i know, i can’t believe it either.  she is ( twenty-one ) years old and is a ( professional gamer ).  I’ve heard that she has a tendency to be ( competitive & adaptable ) and ( fickle & calculating ), and they have ( all ) of their old memories.

BASICS

name: feng min nicknames: shining lion, min, lone wolf age: 21 astrological sign: virgo hometown: beijing, china height: 5′ 2″ occupation: professional gamer gender  /  pronouns: cis woman  /   she/her orientation: raging lesbian

PAST

{ tw: horror themes ( pretty much everything is in dbd, so please be mindful <3 ), alcoholism, neglect }

feng found video games at a young age. she loved the fact that she could become anyone she wanted. hours turned into days spent online && eventually her parents attempted to put a stop to it. they wanted feng to focus on her studies, to do something productive with her time. feng however saw how technology was changing, how there was a future in video games. in turn feng spent most of her time in internet cafes, pushing herself to get better && in turn slowly gained a following through streaming && competitions. 

respect — something she never had from her parents but did in the gaming world. less time was spent at home, only seeing her family on the holidays && even then she wished the time away. as the shining lion, her nickname && gamer tag, she was invited into a prestigious e-gaming team called the laser bears. a chosen family, they traveled the world, filled up stadiums with fans together && separately. 

but feng soon became obsessed, aiming for nothing less than perfection. she barely slept, with that her performance suffered. it got to her more than she let on, losing. she felt like she was not only losing competitions, but the respect && love of her peers, fans, parents. instead of spending sleepless nights training she went out to bars ; apparently games weren’t the only places one could be whomever they want. more often than not feng woke up in strange places ... only one day it was somewhere she had never been. the fog.

a place controlled by an entity, a place of nightmares — filled with horror icons && some she had never heard of. at first feng was cold to the others, never the most altruistic ( still wasn’t up until she left. especially to newer survivors. they had something to prove, didn’t they ?? ). feng spent her time observing, calculating. while terrified of what this place was, she soon discovered in reality, it was almost like a new game for her. one that she was determined to win. for her, that meant getting herself out of each trial by any means necessary. it wasn’t until she learned that it was better to work as a team, as she slowly let herself open up to the others, that she started looking out for them too. like her e-sports team the others became a sort of family even in their current chaos. 

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she hasn’t been here for very long, but already she feels rather bored — though she’d never admit it. of course it’s better than in the entity’s realm, but when not focused on surviving it’s easier to let her mind wander && all the more difficult to not go back to old habits. but she’s trying™. despite how hard of a time she gave some of the other survivors, she misses them, hopes they’re alright && somehow end up here too. until then she’s content to get back to video games, to see all that she’s missed && attempt to help meg learn how to play too. 

                    while luna couldn’t exactly remember the particulars, the sight of one draco malfoy had them a bit uneasy. if luna were anyone else, perhaps they’d be worried about such a lapse, but she wasn’t. things always sorted themselves in the end. “well perhaps you should continue to not have such a realization. might be EASIER for everyone.” she paused however, gaze not wandering away. he seemed different, && she was CURIOUS. “how long have you been here ??”

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               Of  all  of  the  people  from  his  Hogwarts  days,  he  supposed  that  it  would  make  sense  for  Looney  Lovegood  to  be  in  the  middle  of  a  strange  situation.  Still,  he  figured  that  his  first  time  seeing  her  would  be  out  in  public,  not  in  the  middle  of  a  gala.  “  I  didn’t  realize  you  were  in  town.  ”  He  spoke  civilly.  He  was  trying  to  better  himself,  after  all.