Richie screams. He puts up his hands to protect himself, panting heavily once he realizes the other asked a question.
“I — I f-fell… I think M-Max pushed me in.”
Richie Lipschitz / rp account
"..."
It growls.
"...What are you doing here?"
It spoke in a deep gravely voice.
“Hello?” Richie asks the eyes timidly. He cries out, reaching for his leg.
“Ow….”
𝗪𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗼𝗻 𝗝𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀
Richie Lipschitz / rp account
He'd see a pair of yellow eyes staring at him from the darkness...
𝗪𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗼𝗻 𝗝𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀
Richie drags himself up against the wall with a whimper.
“Ow… what… what was that?!”
He glances nervously at where the clicking’s coming from.
“Hello…? This better not be some kind of prank!”
Richie Lipschitz / rp account
He'd hear a faint clicking coming from around the corner. Something is watching him...
𝗪𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗼𝗻 𝗝𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀
“Um…. H-hello?”
Richie calls out nervously. He hisses as he moves his leg.
“Ow… I fell….”
Richie Lipschitz / rp account
It's dark...Really dark. Wet too. It's just a genuinely unpleasant place to be.
𝗪𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗼𝗻 𝗝𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀
“Nobody’s down here, Max!” Richie yells behind him, inching closer to the sewer entrance. He loses his grip, grabbing air the next moment before he falls down head-first into the sewers.
“Ow….”
Richie Lipschitz / rp account
It trails off and gets quieter. It's going away from him.
𝗪𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗼𝗻 𝗝𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀
He looks down again.
“I… I don’t think anything’s here…”
Richie Lipschitz / rp account
Nothing came up after him. Just the noise of low growls followed.
𝗪𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗼𝗻 𝗝𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀
Richie yanks his head up from looking down into the sewers in a panic.
Richie Lipschitz / rp account
A soft growl comes from the sewers below. That's definitely some sort of creature. Not a small creature either.
