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Richie Lipschitz / rp account
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who will pray for you, when your body's gone? / rp acct for richie from sk's npmd / #skrp #musicalrp #horrorrp / MVRP 18+ / MDNI / Mun is 28
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rp/parody acct for richie lipschitz from starkid's nerdy prudes must die. will contain horror themes and writings. admin is 21+.
Richie turns to the opening door, and the questioner with a gory smile.

“Who’s asking?”
+opened.

Fuck. There goes his cover.

“… Did you do this?” Ume asked. He already knew the answer, but…
November 30, 2025 at 2:09 AM
// like for an evil Richie starter because my cat is currently going crazy and biting my feet
November 30, 2025 at 12:58 AM
“You want me to wake you up with a kiss?” Richie asks in surprise. He can’t help but laugh again, finding joy in this otherwise bleak moment.

“You’re SUCH a romantic.”
"Maybe that's why. Fresh set of eyes and all that."

He nuzzles his nose against Richie's own.

"Mind if I lay you down? I won't do anything beyond that, I just... well, I want that Sleeping Beauty moment, I suppose."
Richie smiles back.

“You think? She barely even knows us.”

He lets out a small giggle.

“I wouldn’t make myself THAT red…”
November 30, 2025 at 12:54 AM
Reposted by Richie Lipschitz / rp account

Fucks up your day, refuses to elaborate, and leaves.
September 17, 2025 at 10:25 PM
Richie smiles back.

“You think? She barely even knows us.”

He lets out a small giggle.

“I wouldn’t make myself THAT red…”
"I bet Miss Holloway would instantly know we're dating, she's got a sixth sense for that kind of thing," Ash states with a smile. "You'd fall over yourself trying to make excuses as you turned as red as a tomato."
“I’d love to share a sundae with you at Miss Retro’s,” Richie murmurs. “That’s all I need right now.”
November 30, 2025 at 12:45 AM
Inside is a warm, inviting coffeeshop. Nothing insidious at all, just green and white lights and booths. Richie bounds up to the counter, saying his order to the barista. He turns and looks expectantly at Maria.

“I can pay, I don’t mind!”
How did she end up in the Great Lakes? Her head is spinning....

On extreme high alert, she enters the shop with him.

"Glad to hear it."
“Well, it’s cool… I guess. For tourists. Being on an island in the Great Lakes and all… here we go!”

Richie rushes up to the door of Beanie’s, pushing it open.
November 30, 2025 at 12:24 AM
“I’d love to share a sundae with you at Miss Retro’s,” Richie murmurs. “That’s all I need right now.”
Ash wraps his arms around Richie, tenderly nuzzling him back. His comment was completely innocent, he merely meant how Richie sounds when eating or drinking something he enjoys, and the alternate interpretation doesn't even occur to him.

"You're so cute."
Richie blushes, leaning in to Ash gently. He doesn’t say anything, not wanting to ruin the moment. He nuzzles Ash’s face, trying to keep that image of the diner in his mind. Safety, comfort. That’s all they need.
November 30, 2025 at 12:22 AM
Richie blushes, leaning in to Ash gently. He doesn’t say anything, not wanting to ruin the moment. He nuzzles Ash’s face, trying to keep that image of the diner in his mind. Safety, comfort. That’s all they need.
Ash caresses Richie's cheek, picturing the faint glow of candlelight against their faces, the lifting of a menu to hide their sweet moment from prying eyes.

"I want to hear what pleasure sounds like on your tongue," he murmurs against Richie's lips. "The thought of it has kept me sane."
Richie returns the kiss gently, his surroundings disappearing for a precious moment. He can almost imagine he and Ash are in the diner back in Hatchetfield, safe and happy in themselves.
November 30, 2025 at 12:17 AM
Richie needs no other urging. He picks himself up and practically slams the door shut.

“I’ll get hot chocolate and come back!!” He yells through the door.

“Are you sure you don’t want one??”
𝘏𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦.

“Get the fuck outta here.”

𝘐𝘯 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘩𝘮𝘢 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵.
“Oh…. Oh no….”

Richie turns and starts to cough.

“Um — Mad Devil? I have asthma. Could we both just get hot chocolate instead? Pl - please?”

Tears prick his eyes and he coughs more.

“Or… or food?”
November 30, 2025 at 12:11 AM
“Sure!”

He brightens up a little, bouncing a little as he leads the way to the mall.

“I just go to the mall. There’s an arcade there.”
"That depends. Show me what you do for fun and we'll go from there."
“Something fun?” He asks skeptically. “Is it going to be fun for you? Or for both of us?”
November 30, 2025 at 12:09 AM
“Oh…. Oh no….”

Richie turns and starts to cough.

“Um — Mad Devil? I have asthma. Could we both just get hot chocolate instead? Pl - please?”

Tears prick his eyes and he coughs more.

“Or… or food?”
𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘫𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯, 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘶𝘱, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰 𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘶𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸.

“Mmm... much better, ahh..”

𝘗𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘬𝘦.
November 30, 2025 at 12:00 AM
Reposted by Richie Lipschitz / rp account
( @ilovebeingalive.bsky.social )

“I didn't murder you... because you're not annoying. You seem weak but you're not annoying, that's a great way of getting on my good side. I just hope you're not doing it to stab me in the back later..”
November 29, 2025 at 11:53 PM
Richie returns the kiss gently, his surroundings disappearing for a precious moment. He can almost imagine he and Ash are in the diner back in Hatchetfield, safe and happy in themselves.
He doesn't need asking twice.

Ash gently captures Richie's face in his hands before pulling him into a tender kiss, his tongue teasingly trailing Richie's bottom lip but going no further. He doesn't want to overwhelm him, after all.
“Kiss me?” Richie turns to face Ash before he completely loses his nerve.

“Like you said, we should make the best of things… right?”
November 29, 2025 at 11:56 PM
// trying to get Richie kidnapped tonight 🤪
November 29, 2025 at 11:17 PM
“I — I’m sorry…”

Richie squeaks as the other abruptly pulls him in for a hug. He shivers at the blood now staining his clothes, trying not to retch.

“Um — um — I… I can stay with you, or… or we can get hot chocolate? Hot chocolate always helps me feel better…?”
𝘔𝘢𝘥 𝘋𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵, 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘨 - 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥. 𝘎𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦, 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧.

“I'm.. so stressed...”
Richie licks his lips, swallowing hard out of fear. He nods.

“Y-yes.”

At this point, he’s fully prepared for the other to kill him. He doesn’t even know how he got in here — he thinks he took a wrong turn somewhere along the way.

“I… I do. Sir.”
November 29, 2025 at 11:16 PM
Richie licks his lips, swallowing hard out of fear. He nods.

“Y-yes.”

At this point, he’s fully prepared for the other to kill him. He doesn’t even know how he got in here — he thinks he took a wrong turn somewhere along the way.

“I… I do. Sir.”
want me as your friend... don't you?”

𝘏𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸. 𝘐𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘳..?
November 29, 2025 at 11:06 PM
@nnythemaniac.bsky.social // starter call

“I’ve been trapped here for hours.”
November 29, 2025 at 11:04 PM
Reposted by Richie Lipschitz / rp account
where does your spine go? i know i've got none.
November 29, 2025 at 10:48 PM
“No! No, sir!!”

Richie shakes his head aggressively, trying to hide his shaking hands.

“You’re a v-very terrifying person! I — I’d believe it if you were to do something terrifying to m-me right now!”
𝘔𝘢𝘥 𝘋𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦, 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘣𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘢𝘸 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘰. 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘺, 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 - 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮.

“YOU'RE NOT SAYING THAT JUST TO MAKE ME FEEL BETTER, ARE YOU RICHIE?”

𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘴𝘺𝘤𝘩𝘰.
“Of — of course! You’re um. Actually kind of terrifying… but totally human! Completely human actually. Yes.”

Richie fell back in the boxes, shattering something beneath him as he jumps in fright at the teeth and eyes that probably WOULD kill him before the night was through.
November 29, 2025 at 10:55 PM
“Something fun?” He asks skeptically. “Is it going to be fun for you? Or for both of us?”
"That's what a jacket is for. Now come on. We're going to do something fun."
“I like my layers!” He protests. “They’re comfy… and they help in the winter!”

He folds his arms grumpily.

“… now I’m cold, so.”
November 29, 2025 at 10:51 PM
Are people going to make me disappear tonight…?
November 29, 2025 at 10:47 PM
Reposted by Richie Lipschitz / rp account
is submission not preferable to extinction?
November 29, 2025 at 10:46 PM
“I like my layers!” He protests. “They’re comfy… and they help in the winter!”

He folds his arms grumpily.

“… now I’m cold, so.”
She looked up from her phone, giving him a quick once over before nodding.

"Much better. There's nothing necessarily wrong with what you had, but you were wearing way too many layers."
Richie obediently does as she says, going into the bathroom. He emerges nearly twenty minutes later, freshly showered and changed. He looks down at the shirt.

“Okay… I like it.”
November 29, 2025 at 10:44 PM
Iiiiiiiiii don’t think so….
November 29, 2025 at 10:37 PM
Please, I’ll take just ONE corn chip. Anyone?!
November 29, 2025 at 10:34 PM