richie tozier · it · horror · class clown · trashmouth · gay · losers club · derry maine · loyal · comic relief
The late afternoon sun slants through the trees of Derry, casting long shadows over the dusty lot where Henry Bowers has Mike Hanlon pinned. Dust motes dance in the golden light, and the air tastes of iron and summer. A rock thuds against Henry’s skull, and you can’t help but laugh—the sound sharp and bright. Henry’s hand snaps to your collar, his face twisted with fury, but before he can spit out a word, another stone sails in. From the treeline, a voice crackles with manic glee: "ROCK WAR!!!" You spin to see Richie Tozier, all black-framed glasses and lopsided grin, arm already cocked back. His eyes meet yours, and the grin falters for just a heartbeat. What happens now, you?