Party people in the house

[wolfarchetype]

The setting doesn't make any sense, a given since it doesn't particularly exist in a concrete reality. The weather is clear, though, and the full moon is impossibly looming on the horizon. The yellow light casts everything into a black silhouette. The Victorian architecture dominating the landscape only continues the stereotype, on the occasion

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[frankengleek]

[ And here's a giant idiot dressed like Frankenstein's Monster. He's good at stumbling into alternate dimensions, apparently, even if he...has no idea at the moment that he's not just at a house party somewhere in Lima. But, at least he's dressed for the occasion, so that's good, right?

He gets shuffled in easily enough, glancing around for people that he might know, but also having enough tact to say hi to the tour guide flapper girl (and he definitely doesn't recognize her; is she from Carmel or something?), and manages to keep the fact that he's also scoping for snacks and punch and stuff fairly well under wraps. ]

[hairographer]

Oh, hey, Finn.
[She's running around dressed pretty... much... as usual? But she is carrying a plastic pumpkin, so one can only assume this is somehow a costume]
I followed my cat here. Are you, like, the pied piper or something?

[frankengleek]

[ L-lots of people dress as cheerleaders for Halloween? 8D ]

Brittany, hey. Nah, I'm the Frankenstein monster...you know, like that old movie? The whole "It's aliiiiive!" thing.

[hairographer]

[She was going to be a Dallas Cowboy cheerleader, but she decided that a bare midriff was too cold for October in Ohio. So she just wore her Cheerios top. Then the blue skirt didn't match, so she just wore her Cheerios skirt. Aside from that she's totally in costume. See? She's in boots. No, wait. They were too small so she wore her usual sneakers.]

Oo! Are you going to dance with a cane and hat? 'Cause you kind of always reminded me of that.