finn’s Feet Carried Him Towards The Other Before He Could Stop Himself.

     Beverly Marsh

“I want to run towards something, not away.”

wxlksxflxfx​  /  bill denbrough * !!

Listening to her, Bill couldn’t help the sigh that he left out. It wasn’t in frustration at her, but at the situation as a whole. This was going to be easier if they all had their memories, but that didn’t seem to be in the cards. “No, well, yes..” His head shook. “It’s complicated. We all lost our memories when we left town, but Mike stayed and brought us all back when IT came back twenty-seven years later. Long story short, our memories came back and we fought IT and finally destroyed him, but we lost some of our friends along the way.” He told her. “However, it seems we’re all here now, but some of us don’t have our memories anymore.” Bill knew this was going to be a lot for her, but part of him hoped it might help jog some of her memories. “We could never let him have that kind of power. We’d all be screwed in the end.” 

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                    beverly’s mind tried to keep pace with bill’s proclamation, but it was near impossible. it certainly made some sense due to the lapse in time. going from the 80s to now had once seemed so normal ; never allowed to overthink it too much before she’d conveniently lose her train of thoughts or would imagine far worse nightmares. face losing most of its color, she somehow knew it was TRUE, what bill was saying. she turned to the nearby table, slightly trembling hands reaching for a much needed drink before forcing up a slight grin. “please tell me this is the plot of one of your future novels. it’s pretty damn good.” a few sips && sapphire gaze studied him closely, sucking in a deep breath. “what do you mean by LOST ??” did this also mean that some of the dreams she’d been having were actually true ?? how’d she ever know ?? “&& do you know who else doesn’t have them ??”

I SUSPECT NARGLES ARE BEHIND IT.

She laughed at the stars, frightened but free, her terror as sharp as pain and as sweet as a ripe October apple, and when a light came on in an upstairs bedroom of the house this stone wall belonged to, she grabbed the handle of her suitcase and fled off into the night, still laughing. — IT by Stephen King

wxlksxflxfx​  /  amelia andrews * !!

Amelia laughed and nodded her head. “I’m happy to do it honestly. It gives me something to focus on.” She replied, shrugging her shoulders a bit as she spoke. Having this party to focus on took her thoughts away from her dad and everything else in her life. Hearing his words, she smiled a bit and gave another nod of her head. “I promise I’ll take at least ten minutes at a time. I think my boyfriend and friends are lingering around here somewhere, so I’ll get them to make sure I chill out.” She assured him. “I’m Amelia, by the way. It’s nice to meet you.” She introduced, holding her hand out to him. 

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                    “well good — cause if everyone’s not having a good time, it’s a failed party.” he quipped. truthfully most didn’t not have something go wrong ; whether it was with the planning or the guests. even more casual ones than this could turn quickly, or so he assumed. “but thank you. i’ll rest easy the rest of the night.” a short laugh and he extended his hand to hers as well. “i’m mike. nice to officially meet you. i’m surprised to run into a new face, i feel like i’ve been here forever. then again, this place is way more crowded each year.” even now looking at the crowd one would have to push their way through. he liked it though, kept things interesting.

{ wolfgang novogratz, cis man, he/him } have you heard that ( mike munroe ) from ( until dawn ) appeared in town?  i know, i can’t believe it either.  he is ( twenty-two ) years old and is a ( law student ).  I’ve heard that he has a tendency to be ( driven & persuasive ) and ( vain & immature ), and they have ( none ) of their old memories.

BASICS

name: michael munroe nicknames: mike, mikey age  / birthday: 22 /  may 25th astrological sign: gemini-taurus cusp hometown: alberta, canada ( though ivywood in his memory ) height: 6′3″ occupation: law student gender  /  pronouns: cis man  /  he/him orientation: heterosexual

THE PAST

depending on how the game is played, there’s different events ; there’s a lot to cover so alas here’s his wiki. but !! since it has been almost six years since this game came out ( & i’m still not over it bye ), here’s a smol rundown of this asshole <3. when/if he ever does get his memories back, he’ll remember himself as the SOLE SURVIVOR outcome just cause we love pain :) :) :).

( tw: bullying, death, cannibalism mention, creatures/wendigo )

a year before the incident, mike & his friends were staying at the washington’s vacation lodge — hannah was known for having a crush on mike, despite the fact that he was dating emily at the time. they prank hannah by having mike confess his attraction to her while the other friends hide & film it ( with the exception of josh, sam, & beth ). things get a little 👀 when the others reveal themselves, ofc embarrassing hannah. they pull the it’s just a prank speech, but hannah runs outside, soon followed by her twin beth — they disappeared & were never seen again ... in human form at least :)

a year later they all come back to the lodge for a reunion, only now mike is dating jessica, emily’s former best friend. shit gets real™, & eventually the group finds out that josh was pranking them all for killing hannah & beth ... but also because of the cursed land & of a mining accident that happened in 1952 ( one that required the miners to resort to cannibalism to live ), hannah turned into a wendigo in her efforts to survive and is attacking them ... bless.

they then can all live or die one way or another ( with the exception of josh, who turns into a wendigo himself rip ), they’ve been through a lot, bless ‘em. hopefully that made the tiniest bit of sense ?? <3. thanks for coming to my ted talk.

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his personality is pretty much the same, with the exception of the lovely character development we get throughout the game, unfortunately. so long story short, mike is trash — but with a hidden heart of gold that can make him at the very least recyclable from time to time. he’s ambitious, persuasive ( * sometimes manipulative ), & is definitely a serial dater partly due to his fear of commitment. he fears isolation, yet pushes people away so you know ... make that make sense. in his fake memories, he’s lived here all his life & quite enjoys it since he’s conventionally popular.

smol headcanon: ( tw: injury, amputation ) in the game there’s a moment where curiosity can get the better of mike, causing his left pinky & ring finger to get caught in a bear trap, he can either then make several attempts to open the trap or amputate his fingers, my mike does the later. in his current memory he believes he severely injured them in a sporting accident, but alas <3.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

a fake family !!, exes — more than likely on bad terms, current fling, fwb, brotp, ride or die, squad, someone he tutors, rivals, frenemies, etc <3.

                    beverly’s practiced, silent footsteps inside && outside her childhood home took years to master. but, they did her well even now as she snuck back into the venue after a smoke break. she’d been trying to quit, but the DREAMS — they were just getting worse with each face she recognized ( though, she’d take it, if it meant seeing them all again ). she was moving towards the drinks when she spotted him, smile warm as she propped herself up next to him. “i saw a YELLOW WARBLER the other day.” she mused as if they had just spoken yesterday, not ten years or more ago. “i remembered them from your book. so keep an eye out stanny, i think they’re slowly coming back since it’s getting a little warmer.”   @spcllbovnd​  /  stanley uris.

johanna tag dump.

“ I think I'll just go down && have some pudding && wait for it all to turn up - it always does in the end. ”     ~ IVYWOOD BALL OUTFIT  /  L.L.

edgcofgreat​  /  ben * !!

               Ben  was  up  late,  as  usual,  working  on  some  mock-up  designs  for  a  project,  which  would  have  been  fine  if  he  didn’t  have  to  be  up  this  morning.  So,  he  decided  to  stop  by  The  Grind  and  grab  a  coffee,  and  maybe  a  breakfast  pastry,  before  what  was  sure  to  be  another  long  day.  It  wasn’t  until  he  heard  not  only  a  familiar  phrase,  but  a  familiar  voice  that  made  his  heart  practically  leap  out  of  his  chest  as  he  quickly  turned  around.  “  Beverly…?  ”  He  muttered,  taking  a  moment  to  look  at  her,  just  to  be  sure  it  wasn’t  a  coincidence.  No,  he’d  know  her  face  anywhere.  “  Oh  my  God,  Bev.  ”  Tears  started  welling  up  in  his  eyes  as  he  quickly  wrapped  her  in  a  hug.  

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                    TOUCH — her body momentarily stiff ( questioned intentions ever since childhood, always expecting the worst ) until his arms wrapped around her. realization immediately struck, soft smile dazzling across lips as arms curled around him in turn. “ben hanscom.” now there was no doubt. he was the kindest of all she knew, from her past && present ; she wouldn’t doubt future too. “it’s good to see you.” despite the years it had been since she last remembered seeing him beverly inexplicably felt at HOME, a feeling she had rarely felt even now that life had considerably calmed since being out of derry. a chuckle, soft hand moved comfortingly up && down his spine. “c’mon new kid, it’s only been a few years.” she lightly teased. if anything she was almost ashamed that even for a moment she had forgotten him, all of the losers. “you guys decide to have a reunion or something without me ?? joke’s on all of you cause i was already here.”