Costume Gala

[broken_brushes]

I have to admit, I had wondered whether I was tempting fate by hosting a party on Halloween. Sure, the last Halloween had been mostly harmless and Tony and Pepper's party had gone off without a hitch. But I'd been on the island far too long to trust in its benevolence

Comments

[slowspeedster]

Bart was working very hard to do his best brood in the shadows Robin look. That the cape got in the way even after practicing for hours with Cissie, and there was no helping the sequined shortpants and pixie boots. He was just glad he didn't have goosebumps on his too-bare legs.

But the Robin look was probably ruined by the plate of food and the slight smirk as he looked around at other people in uncomfortable costumes. He couldn't really help eating, it was a speedster's habit.

[OOC: Bart is dressed as the original Robin in pixie boots and scaley panties. Feel free to mock or commiserate as suits. He's even tried to dye his hair temporarily black for the occasion.]

[curiously_cora]

"Okay, I'm sorry but you're going to have to go home and change. This is just embarassing," Coraline said, crossing her arms over her R emblazoned chest. Coraline knew Robin was the coolest superhero on the planet (alongside Spider-Man) but she hadn't expected anyone else to dress up as Robin. Coraline hadn't dyed her hair for the occasion but was sporting a rather long blonde ponytail which made her look more like Steph than Dick.

[slowspeedster]

Bart looked down at her, and couldn't help the smirk this time. "You'll have to pass that one by Wonder Girl and Arrowette. They chose the costume, I'm just the guy wearing it. I know Rob wouldn't mind."

And he wouldn't. The only person he'd ever minded in the costume was Damien, and he wasn't here. "You could always switch to Batgirl like the Robin you look like did."

[curiously_cora]

"Which one?" Coraline asked curiously. Out of the two she had met, it was Dick that had the softer spot for Coraline and she was sure he really wouldn't mind her wearing it. And that she could have twisted him around her little finger even if he did. "No, I'm Robin. Robin is so much more cooler than Batgirl. You know this party is going to get confusing if everyone dresses as Robin."

[justsookie]

Costume parties had never really been Sookie's thing back in Bon Temps. As a child, she'd tried them about once every three years or so, just enough time in between to forget the horror of having to listen to all of her peers think snide thoughts about one another's costumes, and as an adult, hearing people consider ways of getting into Princess Leia's bikini or under James Bond's suit weren't really all that much better. It detracted from the charm that Sookie felt costume parties were meant to have, to give people an opportunity to dress up as someone else, behave differently, put on a mask for a night and try another person's shoes. Fortunately on the island, all other distractions were removed as Sookie stepped as a fairy, wearing an outfit that the Clothes Box had rather generously chosen. Not too risqué, but certainly flirty, fitting for a young woman who only really wanted to attract one person's eyes that night, someone who would be specifically looking after her at the party

[nothingtomiss]

It's not much of a costume (though he'll definitely be holding onto the jacket at the end of the night) and the fangs are faintly uncomfortable, but he's making an effort. The cloud is...fucking weird, and Brad feels his gut give a very definite kick.

He's learned to trust his gut.
He reaches out and snags Sookie's elbow.

"Don't."

[justsookie]

Gasping when a hand grabs for Sookie's elbow, the blonde whips around and tries to immediately pull herself away, especially after her gaze lands on that familiar face. Fangs, she recalls, are a sign of some type of heightened interested, often sexual, and that only adds to Sookie's distaste as her eyes widen.

"Eric? When- when did you get here? And get your hands off me; no matter how much you're hopin' for it, I'm not nearly as happy to see you as you are to see me right now." Her free hand smooths down her leafy skirt, just in case that's what's been piquing Eric's interest this time.

[nothingtomiss]

"Brad," he says, used to having this conversation with her by now. His eyebrow raises. "Both my husband and my fiancee are here somewhere, Sookie. Be advised: I'm not interested."

[lucked]

Although he was old enough to be Claire's biological father, Johnny Depp had always held a great amount of charm in the girl's eyes, something about his easy smile and blasé behavior appealing even to a young girl of only sixteen. Not a year ago, Claire had been one of the first to line up for the midnight opening of Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, in spite of the fact that Tim Burton was directing, and in spite of the fact that she definitely had school to attend the next day, simply because Johnny Depp on the big screen in any capacity was not something that Claire wanted to miss.

So, when the Clothes Box actually decided to gift Claire with a modified outfit of Willy Wonka's, whether or not Claire would take advantage wasn't even really a question at all. Sure, Wonka was kind of creeptastic in the new film, and Claire's hair definitely didn't fit the description (the box had not been kind enough to gift her with a wig), but Claire was pretty sure that it was a better choice than all of the sexy nurses and pirate wench

[turnedoutfine]

"Hey, Claire!" Alexis chirped with a smile when she spotted her not far away. The last thing she wanted to be was the annoyingly clingy girlfriend, so she'd let Cooper go and socialize, assuring him she was okay, though every couple minutes she would glance around to see if she could spot him.

"Okay, let me guess." She narrowed her eyes a little, assessing Claire's costume. "Willy Wonka, Johnny Depp style?"

[lucked]

"Hey!" Claire waved eagerly as she walked up to meet Alexis halfway, brushing down her skirt and wishing for a minute that she'd chosen something a little lighter. Not that she wanted to bare a lot of skin, but Halloween back home had always meant slightly colder climes, enough to get away with wearing a jacket. On the island, however, it was almost always balmy, even in the air-conditioned room.

"And you'd be right," she added anyway, twirling around to show off the costume that actually fit her rather well. "Unfortunately, I couldn't manage the hair, but I thought it was cute. Not half as cute as you, though. Do you have a Fred somewhere?" Claire's lips curved almost conspiratorially. The island certainly didn't have a shortage of gossip.

[turnedoutfine]

"Oh, you look great. And thanks," Alexis replied, laughing. It would have been pretty cool if she'd been able to talk Cooper into dressing as Fred, but no dice. "No, no Fred, just a costumeless boyfriend. I told him he was a party pooper, but there was no convincing him."

[arrownomore]

Even despite the creepy rumors of clouds and nightmares circulating the place, Cissie was having a great time. She'd forgotten how exciting it was to be dressed in uniform, even if it wasn't really hers.

Dressed as Wonder Girl, she was happily wondering around, checking out everyone's costume and letting out the occasional 'Holy Hera' when it seemed appropriate.

Oh yeah, she was having a good time and nothing was going to get in the way of that.

[turnedoutfine]

"'Holy Hera'?" Alexis echoed with a soft laugh and raised eyebrows as she came up next to Cissie. She paused, then laughed again as she looked down at herself. "Well, it's no worse than 'jeepers', I guess."

[arrownomore]

"Hey, don't look at me!" Cissie grinned. "It's all Wonder Girl's fault. Or well, I guess it's probably really Wonder Woman's fault, since she taught Wonder Girl and all and I'm just going with the flow, here. If I'm gonna be Wonder Girl, then I've got to do her right."

"Besides, everyone needs a gimmick, right? And anyway, 'jeepers' or not, I love your costume. I always thought Daphne was awesome."

[turnedoutfine]

"Thanks," replied Alexis, smoothing her hands down the front of her dress. "I try to make my Halloween costumes awesome redheads as much as possible. Are you having a good time?"

[curiously_cora]

Coraline had to admit despite the eight o'clock curfew, that Coraline was going to ignore, this party was pretty cool. Coraline finally, finally had an excuse to wear her Robin costume and Adam couldn't tell her off for acting childish. Halloween was the best holiday ever. Coraline could act like a kid, get fed so much candy and sweets that she would be hyper for hours, wear a cool costume, dance like an idiot, prank people and not get told off at all. Coraline loved Halloween. It was brilliant.

Dancing away to the Monster Mash Coraline giggled and grinned as she twirled about.

[[OOC: Coraline is also dressed as favourite superhero Robin. If you catch her after eight she will be wearing a blue wig and denying all knowledge of being thirteen or called Coraline. Feel free to try and throw her out.]]

[beentodamascus]

He isn't shaky, he's over it, but he's still almost weak with relief to see Coraline whole and safe and in one piece. He cuts an incongrous figure, cape discarded, but he needs to talk to her.

"Hey, love," he says, keeping his tone light. "You're alright?"

[curiously_cora]

"It's not eight yet you can't make me go!" Coraline said automatically, looking incredibly guilty as if she already had plans to stay. Which was of course true. Coraline smiled, trying to distract Adam whilst she nodded her head. "Yep, shouldn't I be alright? Is something the matter? Did you go into my room?"

Because as with all teenagers Coraline had plenty of things in there she did not want Adam finding out about. Like the knife or the fighting sticks or worse the notebook that had Mrs Jacob Black written all over it

"Wait more importantly did you let Harry eat all my sweets? Because I won't be mad at her. Harriet! Not Harry." Coraline said rather quickly. Coraline had of course already started in on her sweet stockpile.

[beentodamascus]

"I'm not going to make you go."

He reaches out and snags her by the shoulder, dragging her in for a hug, holding onto her maybe a little bit tight. "Don't go into any of the clouds, okay, love? It's not safe."