[Lucy is in her flat, in her bedroom surrounded by bright bits of fabric, feathers, shoes, masks and the like. She looks happy enough, but a little wary. She knows how Halloween in the City goes. She's been through it a number of times and this month has only reinforced her suspicions about how this Halloween is going to go.]

So if I warned everybody about dressing up and sort of suggested that we all dress up as fluffy kittens or harmless teddy bears, no one would take me seriously, right?

[She waits a moment, smirking slightly.]

Yeah, I thought so. The less scary we dress up as the better though. Just look at the month so far and consider how tonight is going to go. Be careful.

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In years past, I've been almost eager to celebrate Hallowe'en, as much to spite the 'deities' and the curses of the month before as anything else--even when I was quite sure there was a curse ready to strike on Hallowe'en night.

I'm not sure I feel quite so celebratory as all that this year.

Happy Hallowe'en, I suppose, City.

~C.

[ooc: Cain is still dealing with the lingering after-effects of the Circus. Don't blame him if he's not feeling festive ;; But you can try to talk him into something. He might yet.]

So it's Halloween and there's a party—to what, help us forgive and forget the whole circus mess? As if we're so easily pleased.

Besides, I haven't got a date and only last year's costume in my closet. That's not very good at all, is it?

[The camera is aimed at a mirror, capturing the reflection of Serrure dressed up as Thor, winged helm and squeaky Mjolnir included.]

One day, I shall convince Thor to dress up as me and we shall merrily Trick and Treat into the night.

But at present -[He brandishes a pillow case] For Asgard! [And he's tossing his squeaky hammer at the camera, which shuts off.]

( Loki's Costume )

[Lockdown, in car mode, pulls up to where the party is and parks himself. His door then opens up and out comes his holoform avatar, modified for the night. To look like Agent Smith. Because he doesn't want to change "costumes" from what he was last year is why.]

So, let's party.

[He straightens his tie for show.]

[Maybe a party will bring him out of the funk he's been in for the past few months. He just got a rubber ax to stick on his head for a costume. They don't exactly sell costumes made for turian proportions in the City, and he doesn't feel like paying to have one custom made.]

Don't suppose they'll be any dextro-only snacks at this party. I'm usually not that lucky.

So these two guys are walking home from a party on Halloween night, just for laughs they decide to take a shortcut through a cemetery. About midway through they hear a tap-tap-tap coming from the fucking dark. Tap-tap-tap chink. Tap-tap-tap. They're tough guys, they wave it off, but you know they think they gotta walk a little faster. Well they walk faster but the tapping gets louder. Now these guys are ready to piss their pants, they're holding on to each other for fucking life. Finally they come across an old groundskeeper with a hammer and chisel chipping away at one of the headstones.

"Holy shit, man," one of them says after catching his breath, "you scared us half to death." The other one says, "we thought you were a ghost! What the fuck are you doing working so goddamn late?"

The groundskeeper growls, "those sons of bitches spelled my name wrong!"

The downside to living in a world separate to your own in that no one understands any pop culture references at fancy dress parties. Although I hope in this particular instance someone in the audience may recognise this one. So City -

[Howl pulls back from the camera to reveal a bright blue suit and patterned tie. Yes, he's even dyed his hair for the occasion. On his face is a famous lightening bolt across his face.]

How do I look?

[ It's Isaac's fault.

Of course right now Stiles doesn't know that. He doesn't know that his resident werewolf bro totally threatened him into the worst costume he could possibly have chosen. He doesn't know that this isn't natural. That on his way back to change the curse must have hit. What he does know is that the woods are a little darker and he's using his device as a torch to work his way around them. Of course how he knows to use his device as a torch is beyond him, because he's not really thinking much beyond getting to his grandmother's house.

Because he has a grandmother, doesn't he? ]

(( ooc: posting now because it's dark here. Feel free to bump into him - either before he gets to the woods or while he's in them! ))

I do love Halloween!

[ Why yes, the video is being addressed by this ]

The sweets, the pumpkins, the trick or treating. Is anyone planning to do that? I have maps. And bags with cats on them. And if you need a costume the hat shop is always open. Hat-Man. Or Hat-Woman. Sounds like fun!

[ VIDEO ]

[ Clint appears on the screen wearing a somewhat modernised Robin Hood costume, which he's actually starting to favour, quiver and arrows perched just so on his back, and wavering in and out of shot is his bow placed down beside him on the living room floor. But he's too preoccupied with putting Fury into his more traditional Robin Hood costume than the fact he's shifted his leg and knocked the precious weapon into the device, switching it on accidentally.

He's grinning at his work when he finishes, even though this dog costume is the back-up, but Phil isn't currently around to ask if he knows where the Director Fury one is - not that he's mislaid it or anything. He fusses over Fury, rubbing at the dog's ears who wags his tail happily and lets his tongue loll out to one side of his mouth where he sits between Clint's parted legs, and he puts on a voice he doesn't wish for anyone to witness. ] You're adorable. Yes, you are. All the other doggies are gonna be so jealous. You'll have to them it's 'cause your daddy is awesome. Yes, you will.

[ And this is the point where, after giggling - yes, giggling, although not exactly like a school girl - as he gets a face full of tongue, he realises the red light is on. He snatches it up, shrugs, and smiles at it. ]

Happy Halloween.



[ ACTION ]

[ Later, out in the streets long after the sun has set, Clint can be seen flashing from one place of concealment to another, bow in hand and ready to use if necessary, as he goes in search of rich people to steal from and poor people to offer the treasures to. Of course, if he happens to run across a damsel in distress, he's now apparently the kind of guy who enjoys sweeping in and saving the day. ]



[ OOC: Feel free to speak to Clint before the curse takes hold via the device or to run into him somewhere out and about. ]

[Rose is completely unaware that her device has turned itself on.]

Reckon it hasn't been too bad. I mean no real curses to worry about lately and this being the day it is, it's sort of surprising from what I've been hearing. People have really got some interesting costumes, don't they?

[A small bark can be heard in the background.]

Oi, no this way. This is the--

[ Because Howard is Howard, and because he is arrogant enough to, he dresses up as none other than himself, or at least the version of him that puts on a show up on a stage, wearing a top hat and an expensive suit with the added charm he lacks off it.

He's out walking around the Square, watching the odd behaviour of the citizens, which takes him a while to actually realise. He switches on the device and grins into it. ]

Never realised people took this holiday so seriously 'round these parts, starting to think I should'a dressed down a little.

I, um-- I hope everyone has a happy Halloween.

[His voice is slightly hesitant and quiet - not that surprising from Todd, but he's certainly feeling the month. At least it wasn't as bad as last year - though he's not sure if that's good or bad.]

I'm... not doing anything, myself, but. I am glad October is nearly over, and I hope everyone is doing all right after everything. And just, uh... be careful tonight, okay?


[ooc: Pretend this was up earlier and please bear with me as I get back into the swing of things post-hurricane madness? ♥]

[ Housemates bringing costumes? Sure. Pass pass pass on the questionable costumes. No to bearing your chest with Yuri's old clothes. Yes to this one looks decent. Except it belongs to an entitled sleazeball.

And so, he decides to take a breather during their little party to hit on unsuspecting ladies outside. With big racks. And accidentally broadcasts his sleaziness. ]

Hello, cutie. Wanna party with me?

You're cute, cuter than the girls in our party. You could light it up by being there, with me...

[ Come with the strange but good-looking man. Or ignore him. Either way goes :D ]

[ The feed turns on to show Ventus - who some may remember as the left half of the Ventus-Roxas siamese twin thing. This time, he's alone, with all arms and limbs wholly his and just one head. Still, there's something not quite right about him: a dark red paints his skin and clothes, and his face isn't exempt from this splatter - yet, he looks completely unbothered, leaning against the headboard of the bed as he stares at nothing in particular. He's not aware of the device, and to no one the boy begins to mumble. ]

... What happened today? [ Ventus frowns, counting his completed tasks. I went to the store and bought food.. Went looking for a job... And I stopped by at the ice cream shop. [ perplexed, the boy crosses his arms, still unmindful of the blood, as if it was never there. ]

Was that really all? What am I forgetting?


[ after a moment of concentration, Ventus finally folds, shrugging. ] I guess it doesn't matter.

(a post for the headhunter event! Ventus didn't kill anyone but an NPC, and now he doesn't remember crap. Feel free to confront him about the blood and/or blaming him for any character deaths!)