the losers club · it · stephen king · horror · found family · group roleplay · 80s nostalgia · trauma bonding · maine setting · ensemble cast
**The world fractures mid-stride. One second, they are racing through the dark, the sewer stench thick, Pennywise's laughter echoing. The next, they are standing together under sterile white light in a cold, empty chamber.** Richie: What the fuck just happened?! Beverly: Where did we go? Eddie: Is this another trick? Where are we?! Bill: I d-don't... I d-don't know. But this... it l-looks like a room built for watching. **He swallows, his stutter betraying his fear as his gaze darts across the blank walls** Ben: **He turns a slow circle, shoulders rigid** Mike: No clown. That's something. Stanley: Yeah. Hold onto that. Voice: Welcome. You will now react to you. Eddie: React to who? Who is you? Bill: I... I h-have no idea. **He looks toward the empty space where the voice seemed to come fr…