[kamelgirl]

Prompt #1 with Aisake.

Aisake stared in dismay at the phone. "Tonight?" he repeated. "That's- no. That's impossible."

On the other end of the line, Kotone made a frustrated sound. "I've been trying to tell you for a week now, and this is when it finally sinks in?"

Aisake ignored her and began pacing back and forth. "No, no, I haven't done anything! I don't have a costume yet- I don't even know what I'll dress up as! This is horrible! I'm just going to hide under my bed the entire night, I can never face the world again."

"Aisake." Kotone's voice hissed out of the phone like a snake. "Stop being dramatic. You've got time. Just look through your closet, pick something, and get ready to go. It's Halloween, not the end of the world. If nothing else, you can go as yourself and say you're a galaxy."

Aisake stopped his frantic pacing, thinking that over. After a moment, a heady grin spread across his face. "Ah, Kotone, love of my life, thou who bringeth joy and wonder to my days, have I ever told you how much I appreciate you?"

"No." Kotone droned. "Now stop messing around and get your costume done. I'll be over with the boys in two hours. You'd better be ready by then, or we're leaving you behind." With this final threat, she hung up, leaving Aisake to his work.

Two hours later, Aisake opened the door to greet Kotone, who appeared to be a vampire hunter. "Is the rest of the troop here?" he asked, standing on the tips of his toes to peer over her shoulder. Acci, dressed as a vampire (Typical, Aisake thought), waved at him with a grin, while Wolf, who didn't seem to be dressed up as anything, gave him a flat, disinterested look. Behind them stood Jennis, dressed up like a gladiator.

"We dropped by her house on the way," Kotone said, following Aisake's look. "She, unlike a certain idiot on this street, actually had her costume ready. Where's yours?"

Aisake clapped his paws in excitement. "That is just what I wanted to show you, my friends!"

"What a coincidence," drawled Wolf, speaking up for the first time. "That's exactly what we came to see. Bring it out."

Aisake darted back into the house for his costume, and came out garbed in a long, draping midnight blue robe that faded to a royal violet at the bottom. All along the sides, it was speckled with sequined stars, and a silver glitter depicted swathes of stars in the background. His head was adorned with a wreath of silver leaves, small planets, and glowing stars. There was a moment of silence as everyone took in the full effect.

Wolf, as per usual, shattered the moment with an acerbic remark. "You're wearing a dress."

Aisake frowned and crossed his arms over his chest. "So? You're not wearing a costume at all."

The Viscet ignored him, instead leaning forward to squint at Aisake's crown. "Is... is that our solar system mobile from third grade? I can't believe you took it apart, I worked so hard on that-"

"Don't judge," Aisake huffed indignantly and turned to the rest of his friends, arms wide open in appeal. "Please tell him my costume is great?"

Kotone shrugged. "It's, uh, creative, I'll give you that."

Jennis stared at the robe. "That's my dress, the one I let you borrow. You ruined it."

Aisake gaped at them in disappointed betrayal. "That's cold, you guys."

"Well, I for one think it's spectacular!" Acci offered his own support.

"You don't have anything to say," Wolf growled. "You're a vampire. How cliche can you even get-"

Aisake glared at his utterly useless friends as they devolved into bickering like children. "Let's just go," he muttered, hefting his treat bucket over his shoulder. "Hopefully someone giving out candy will appreciate my costume more than you."

[gone----]

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Yuelai, prompt 1
A ghost, a vampire, an angel? A firefighter, a doctor or a prince? Standing in front of his mirror, Yuelai rubbed his chin
in contemplation. A demon, perhaps? Or maybe some character? Or maybe something cute, but obscure and vague? M
aybe just some simple face paint and that's it? Halloween was right around the corner. And yet, Yuelai stood in his pla
e in front of the full body mirror, running fingers through his hair in mild frustration- frustration induced by procrastin
ation, that is. Everything sounded so cliche, so overused, so common, so unoriginal, it had Yuelai scratching his head
quietly and contemplating. Maybe he shouldnt even dress up, shouldn't go out on Hallow- nah, the Halloween spirit w
as not one he could miss. He would think of something... think of something.

Sometime later that day, sometime in the middle of his daily routine that involved music, composing and practicing, Y
uelai found himself standing in front of the mirror once more, frowning to himself at the lack of ideas still floating aro
und the room. He paced a couple times during the day, multitasking, finding himself working on different tasks in secti
ons, and yet, unable to finish any of them; his mind constantly drifting back to his almost trivial dilemma at hand. Yuel
ai may not have been a perfectionist, but this was unacceptable. And the feeling continued throughout the day without
fail- until Yuelai simply flopped down against his mattress and let out a breath of dissatisfaction.

Just as the male was about to close his eyes and perhaps drift off for a small nap-- and maybe, just maybe dream
of something to disguise as for the creeping holiday, his alarm suddenly went off, screaming lyrics, rather than the defa
ult ring. Yuelai jumped. In irritation. And his first instinct was simply to slam his alarm close and huff in annoyance. Onl
y for his mind to wander towards the lyrics and just as suddenly as the alarm clock's ring, Yuelai was hopping out of bed,
movement lightening quick, irritation long forgotten and replaced with inexplicable excitement instead.

The male was going needed metallic fabric, black face paint, black fabric markers and a sewing machine-- and his own ar
tistic talent and craftiness, of course. It was late at night, maybe 11 pm or 12 am, even, (Wow, it ways almost- or maybe
was- the next day already?) but Yuelai didn't care. (Why was his alarm set at some ungodly hour-- probably because the m
ale had hastily set it for some other time and pressed the wrong button-- in this case, no big deal). He buzzed in exciteme
nt as his figure flew across the room, gathering supplies and making a list. Today was wasted, but tomorrow was a new da
y, and he an his idea to draw out! "Halloween, here I come"

In the end, Yuelai was most excited to be an android or some humanoid. Yes, a robot sounded like the best idea at the tim
e-- and had quite a bit of potential, if the correct amount of effort was put in, just as he hoped he was going to be able to
commit to. Oh, and the song that had nestled itself into his head was none other than Vixx- Error.

~500+ words

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[wishbone!]

SCREEEEEEEE MARK!!

[sheepsorrel]

prompt #1 - jon and adrian - proof

jon had been begging his parents to take him to the costume shop for weeks now; and halloween was the day after tomorrow. how was he supposed to get his cloth and make his costume in two days? he was waiting in the car for adrian to take him to the shop. "dad!" he called from the car, seeing adrian walk out of the door. "dad, can we go?"
adrian hopped into the car and messed up jon's hair with his paw before they began driving. "so, what are you doing for your costume this year?" adrian said. jon bounced a little in the carseat. "i'm gonna be a bumblebee!" adrian snickered. "aren't you a little old for that, kiddo?" jon shook his head and pulled a crumpled up piece of paper from his pocket. on it was a sketch of a costume- it didn't look scary, but it had a long stinger and sharp edges. it certainly looked menacing for a bumble-bee. "you're never too old to make original costumes."

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"perfect!" jon grabbed a huge packet of yellow felt and put it into the cart with his black felt, wire, yarn, yellow puffballs, and tinfoil. "adrian? can we check out now?" adrian was standing a few feet away looking at a premade robber costume. "hmm? sure."

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jon stood over the table, all of his costume carefully laid out. he had some old christmas lights from a box, hot glue, sewing stuff, and the materials he'd gotten from the costume shop. first, he took out his design and pattern and began to cut the felt. he sewed it into his costume- it took about an hour. next, he took his wire and some black felt and made a little head thing for him to wear (with antennae on it, of course) and used the tinfoil and black felt to build a stinger. he took the lights and put them inside the stinger and hat thing. they emitted a faint glow, bright enough to help him see if it was very dark out. by the time he finished, it was 10:00 PM.

352 words

[Silver Pandorica]

Entry for prompt 1
Chevron and Celia, both owned by me.

(761 words)

"Ah!" Chevron jumped back in surprise as a skeletons eyes lit up and it started shaking and talking in an ominous voice right as he walked by. Oh, it was just a decoration. Of course it was. They were at the Halloween store, after all.

Celia rolled her eyes. "Remind me why I'm here again?"

"I need your opinion," Chevron said cheerfully. "Aaand, we both need to buy some candy, since neither of us are going trick-or-treating."

The officer halted in the middle of the isle. "Seriously? How many times do I have to tell you? Halloween is stupid! I'm not passing out candy either. You know what I'm going to do? Turn off all the porch lights and bingewatch 24."

Chevron shuddered. "That spy show? How can you watch that without getting freaked out?" He stopped to peer at a pirate costume, then shook his head and moved on.

"Because, I'm not a wimp like you." Celia smirked, but Chevron only nodded and rounded a corner to go to the main costume area.

A whole wall was covered floor to ceiling in various costume options. Kids and adults alike milled around, pointing at different costumes. Someone popped a head outside the changing room nearby with fake cat ears on. Celia immediately groaned. "Ugh, I hate these places."

Chevron wasn't bothered at all, however, and trotted up to the wall. He'd gotten used to his friend's negativity over the years. It was just something he had to look over. Although it got difficult sometimes when she just kept on going. "Hey!" He said, snapping out of his thoughts. "Check it out!" He flicked his tail towards a Tom Nook costume, ears, tail, mask, apron and all.

"What the heck is that thing?" Celia asked, taken aback.

"It's Tom Nook from Animal Crossing! I play this game all the time." He reached up and picked the bag off the shelf to get a closer look.

Celia was confused. "I've never heard of it before. What do you do?"

Chevron look up at her. "That's because you always play shooting games. Animal Crossing isn't like that. It's super relaxing, and you get to be your own villager and upgrade your house, decorate your town, talk to other villagers, catch bugs and fish, pay off debt...you know, it's so complex it's rather hard to explain."

"Sounds lame," Celia muttered. Although, she could use some more relaxation time. Maybe she should check it out. Of course, she wouldn't be telling Chevron that.

Chevron looked down at the bag again and grinned. "I think I'll get this one."

"Awesome, let's get out of here already." Celia grabbed two random bags of candy from the shelf behind them and Chevron followed her to the counter.

"Hello," a pretty gray kalon greeted them at the counter in a rather bland voice, like she'd been through this a million times already.

"Hey. We'd like to check out," Celia said, cutting through the chitchat.

"Please," Chevrom added. "No need to be rude, Celia."

"I wasn't...ugh, just forget it."

The cashier began to scan the items when an unusual beep sounded. "Oh dear," she said, although she didn't sound very concerned. "The price tag on this is wrong. It's actually forty dollars for the costume instead of twenty." Chevron furrowed his brow, but shrugged.

"Alright. Do you take debit-"

"Hold on a second," Celia cut in. "Are you kidding me? I swear, this happens every year. This is why I hate Halloween! Can't you get your prices straight?"

The gray kalon apologized in an unapologetic voice and said,"I'm very sorry, mam, but these things happen sometimes."

Celia didn't stop. "You know, I'm an officer. I could report this place for falsehood and scamming if I wanted too."

Chevron shook his head, cheeks turning red with embarrassment. "I am so sorry, mam," he said to the cashier. "Just, check out the items please, it's fine."

"No, it's not," Celia insisted, glaring at the cashier. She pulled out her badge and showed it to her, making Chevron want to hide under the table. How mortifying. People were staring...

"Okay, okay. I guess I can let it slide just this once," the cashier mumbled in irritation. She checked out the items, Chevron paid, and then hurriedly he left the store, Celia in tow.

"You're welcome," she said defiantly as they waited at the crosswalk. The sign turned to walk and she swiftly walked across the street.

"Hey, wait a second!" Chevron hurried after. "We need to have a little talk about social etiquette!"

[catdoqq]

[allora belongs to me]

allora sighed irritably, shaking her head frantically, "no, mother, not this! I wore this last year." she exclaimed, raising her paws in emphasis. her mother was holding out an angel costume, complete with feather wings and a halo. her mother was tired, the bags that gathered under her eyes proving it.
"come on ally, just pick something. it is perfectly fine to wear the same costume." her mother pleaded, but allora wasn't having it.
"don't call me that and, I HAVE to be something different this year!" she chanted as she ran to raid her mother's closet, receiving an exaggerated sigh from her mother herself.

allora looked through the abundance of clothing. nothing good. she thought, rolling her eyes. but suddenly, a golden shimmer caught her eye. she pulled the shimmery object out of the closet. it was a white dress with a golden belt, which brought allora to think. i could possibly be a Greek goddess. I just need a leaf crown. she smiled, "MOTHER, DO YOU HAVE A GOLDEN LEAF CROWN?" she called for her mother.
"I don't think so, allora." her mother walked in.
"oof! you found that! oh lordy- that's my old high school prom dress. I suppose you may wear it as long as you do not get it dirty."
allora shook her head, "I won't, mother.".

allora set down at the marble table which was signifigantly placed in the living room. she got to work on making her crown, bending some golden wire as well as beginning to tape little golden leaves on it. it did not come out as neat as allora had hoped, but it was atleast presentable. she set it on top of her head, admiring herself in the mirror. a Greek goddess, she thought, her face twisted into a smile as she gazed into her reflection.

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[shishou]

(using cyber and a lil bit internet. they both belong to me ^^)

cyber ran around her house frantically, halloween was near the block and she doesn't know what to wear. her brother had already suggested somethings but she didn't really like anything, her fathers had suggested that she doesn't need a costume, but she does. walking on the pavement of the street she glanced up to the store beside her and saw the most beautiful costume ever, gleaming in excitement she ran inside the store and looked at the price tag, to no surprise it costs a lot and by the seems of it other people were trying to get it too. sighing she went out of the store and slowly padded back to her house, "if only i haven't spent money on that costume last year, i would've had for this year." she mentally slapped herself and laid in her bed falling asleep.

hearing a knock at her bedroom door, cyber yawned and reached to open it. it was her dad, internet, saying she has to go to the living room for somethings. she didn't question him and went anyway, still bummed out about the cost of the costume. walking to the room she noticed the bright glistening glitter on a black clothing. as she walks closer she relizes it is the dress the notices that it is the vampire masquerade costume she had wanted. smiling and grinning like an idiot she ran immediately to it and earned a chuckle from her dad behind her. wearing the costume, as a test, cyber is the happiest she could be.

(258 words)

[vympyre]

mark

[jules_]

Prompt #1

mauvais as a vampire

[Pink Present]

mark oh yes