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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+.
// more like ASSSSSS I’ll show myself out 💀
|| Since there's now a Cas the writer on the scene and I get easily confused, I'm rebranding Cassiel to Ascelin.

Please do not go after Cas the writer, this is my decision. 🙏
November 24, 2025 at 5:40 PM
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i guess a part of me likes to talk to you.
November 24, 2025 at 1:09 PM
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“I love being alive!~”
October 30, 2025 at 3:42 AM
Richie bursts inside, and immediately wraps his arms around Cas in a hug.

“Don’t do it,” he begs, voice thick with tears. “Please don’t go to — to the green guy’s throne room!! We can — we can break up, you can forget all about me, it’s okay —“
Damn it, he's too late!

He betrayed the Lords, and for what? It didn't even make a difference.

Swallowing softly, he steps over the fallen body and makes his way to the door before cautiously pulling it open a fraction.

"Hello?"
At the push, Pete falls down to the floor.

Golden liquid leaks from his mouth. He’s… catatonic, his mind already broken and gone. He giggles, and it sounds like Tinky’s.

At the front door, the doorbell rings.
November 24, 2025 at 1:02 PM
At the push, Pete falls down to the floor.

Golden liquid leaks from his mouth. He’s… catatonic, his mind already broken and gone. He giggles, and it sounds like Tinky’s.

At the front door, the doorbell rings.
With a shiver, Cassiel leaves the room. He makes his way down to the basement, draws a serrated knife... and saws through the rope binding Pete to the rusty old radiator.

"Go," he whispers, giving him a soft push. "Don't tell anyone what happened, especially not Richie. I won't let them have you."
+ you will see me in my throne room. And we shall evaluate Richard’s….”

Another evil cackle.

“Potential.”

The god disappears in a crack of thunder, but the faint impression of his hand can still be felt.

Richie wakes up in a cold sweat and screams.
November 24, 2025 at 12:49 PM
“And then over HERE is my collection of manga,” Richie says next, showing off his three bookshelves.
Okay.
( showing your muse his collection of Naruto figurines. He’s very, VERY proud. )
November 24, 2025 at 4:54 AM
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// ooooh you wanna interact so bad
November 23, 2025 at 6:49 AM
“I…”

Richie steels himself, thinking hard.

“Max wouldn’t spare me, no way,” he mumbles, mostly to himself. Then he nods, wrenching his gaze back up to Lestat.

“Okay. Do it.”
The vampire tilts his head.

It has been so long since he has thought of this as a moral conundrum.

“You do not. Simply look the other way.”
“I —“

Richie swallows.

“Wh - why do I have to make that decision?” He asks weakly.
November 24, 2025 at 4:52 AM
( showing your muse his collection of Naruto figurines. He’s very, VERY proud. )
November 24, 2025 at 3:55 AM
Wiggly growls.

“I care not for your mortal ways of affection. You needed a REMINDER, that is all!”

He shrieks, breaking into peals of laughter. His immortal form nearly breaches the Black, a tentacle winding around Cas’ foot and another around Richie’s.

“Finish this job for T’Noy, then +
» did, then Richie's brutal detachment from the mortal realm aside... what would happen to Cas?

Had Wiggly kissed him because... he'd kissed Richie?

That was a dangerous game to play.
November 24, 2025 at 3:53 AM
SOMEONE THINKS IM INTERESTING 🥹🥹🥹🥹
{ @ilovebeingalive.bsky.social }

●○○○○ || Attractiveness.
●●●●○ || Interest.
●○○○○ || Affection.
●○○○○ || Trust.
November 24, 2025 at 3:41 AM
Richie wipes at his eyes again.

“I’m — I’m sorry, I — I just can’t stop freaking out about all this!!!”
〝 I won't do that. My duty is to protect the pure ones, not to sent them to prison. 〞
“Please don’t send me to prison!!!!!”
November 24, 2025 at 3:15 AM
“Truly?!”

Wiggly grows in size, his true form taking over all the light in Cas’ room. He giggles, and giggles, and giggles —

— and across town Richie watches all of this in abject horror.

Wiggly leans down, placing a hand on Cas’ face, and Richie wants to scream as the god leans in again. This +
» horrifying click.

"You... You did this because I... like him," he stammers, the sensation in his chest still shifting between hot and cold. "I... I know you own me, there's no need to... do things like that."

It's unclear if he's referring to the dead Richie or the kiss.
November 24, 2025 at 3:14 AM
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───── ⋆⋅🪽⋅⋆ ─────

❝𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙄'𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤'𝙡𝙡 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙨.❞

───── ⋆⋅🥀⋅⋆ ─────
November 10, 2025 at 11:54 PM
“Hmm,” Wiggly giggles from the other side of the room. “I thought for sure that might break you. I suppose I will have to try harder next time.”

He emerges like a menacing spider, his tentacles casting ghostly shadows on the walls.

“Don’t worry, Cassiel! Your pathetic boy is safe and sound. But +
» him. I don't know what timeline you took him from, but now they're missing a Richie. Can you not? Almost gave me a heart attack."
November 24, 2025 at 3:03 AM
“I —“

Richie swallows.

“Wh - why do I have to make that decision?” He asks weakly.
He sighs. Dramatically.

“Do you wish to be rid of him or not?”
Richie blinks.

“You — WHAT?!”
November 24, 2025 at 2:55 AM
“I’ve never seen another TARDIS,” Richie murmurs in shock. “Can I — Can I touch anything??”
"Amazing, I know. It's not exactly like the Doctor's TARDIS. Mine is just a bit fancier."
Richie thought he had it all figured out before he stepped inside. He still doesn’t have the words to describe what’s in front of him, and dissolves into stutters.

“This — this is —“
November 24, 2025 at 2:55 AM
“No!! Cas, please!! LET ME GO!” Peter screams after him, cries falling on unlistening ears.

There’s someone on the floor of Cas’ room: a body. Richie’s body. It’s covered in blood, throat torn asunder by none other than Nibbly. If anyone looked closer, they would have noticed that this Richie +
"Richie is part of the reason I have t— Hold that thought."

Cassiel sighs, hearing the noise upstairs. He needs the Lords not to have broken anything else, he's already got in trouble for the vandalism he didn't commit.

"I'll be right back."

He leaves the basement and heads up to his room.
“Cassiel, please,” Peter begins. “I — I have an IDEA of who’s making you do this. It doesn’t have to be this way! What about Richie?!”

There’s a thump and a crash as Nibbly breaks into Cas’ room with the body.
November 24, 2025 at 2:54 AM
“Cassiel, please,” Peter begins. “I — I have an IDEA of who’s making you do this. It doesn’t have to be this way! What about Richie?!”

There’s a thump and a crash as Nibbly breaks into Cas’ room with the body.
The smile falls from Cassiel's face as he arrives at home. He checks his father isn't around, then makes his way down into the basement.

Looks like Pete's come around from his impromptu nap.

"You're awake," he states softly. "That's a shame. I hoped to spare you for longer."
+ sits back in his throne, and snaps his fingers.

“NIBBLY!” He screams. “Kill and bring me a Richard Lipschitz — yes, from HATCHETFIELD! Deposit the body in Cassiel’s room. Tell me when he arrives.”
November 24, 2025 at 2:47 AM
“Please don’t send me to prison!!!!!”
〝 It's not, but justice is what will prevail. 〞
“BUT I JUST TOLD YOU AND YOU SAID IT WASNT MY FAULT!!”

He bursts into sobs.
November 24, 2025 at 2:43 AM
Richie blinks.

“You — WHAT?!”
“Drink his blood. Obviously.”

He thought this was clear.

Did he mention being a vampire? Perhaps not.
Richie clocks the suspicious tone immediately.

“Okay, what are you ACTUALLY going to do to him?”
November 24, 2025 at 2:43 AM
Richie thought he had it all figured out before he stepped inside. He still doesn’t have the words to describe what’s in front of him, and dissolves into stutters.

“This — this is —“
"Something like that."

*She opened the door to reveal her TARDIS inside.*
Richie clicks his tongue.

“Let me guess: there’s a warp transmitter inside, and it’s bigger than it actually looks. Or a pocket dimension.”
November 24, 2025 at 2:40 AM
Richie blushes even harder as Cas salutes him and rides off. He dances happily, and then rushes inside to his room with the present. He jumps on his bed, grinning excitedly. Someone likes him! Someone LOVES him, even!

He doesn’t know he’s being spied on by the very Lord that commands Cas. How +
"It's okay, just take your time."

Cas gave him a two-finger salute, the tips pressed to the visor of his helmet, then he stoked up the Hellcat and sped off into the night.
November 24, 2025 at 2:39 AM
“BUT I JUST TOLD YOU AND YOU SAID IT WASNT MY FAULT!!”

He bursts into sobs.
〝 Okay, now that's something deserving of punishment. 〞
“No!!!!! I’M the evildoer because we — we lured Max to the h-haunted house, and he fell, and — and he DIED AND THEN GRACE MADE US DISMEMBER HIS BODY!!!!!!”
November 24, 2025 at 12:13 AM
“No!!!!! I’M the evildoer because we — we lured Max to the h-haunted house, and he fell, and — and he DIED AND THEN GRACE MADE US DISMEMBER HIS BODY!!!!!!”
〝 What do you mean? Have you encountered with an evildoer recently? 〞
“W-wow… thank you. I’m so glad some good came of this day!”
November 23, 2025 at 11:45 PM