I just need some safety pins so I can pin my goods to the inside of my trenchcoat and open the coat to show people the various stuff.
Free samples will be awarded if you can guess what they are.
He jumps like a damned dragoon, and charges into battle fighting rather insane monsters with little more than his bare hands and rather nasty spell effects conjured up solely through knowledge and the local plantlife. He unerringly knows where his goal lies, he breathes underwater and is untroubled by space travel, seems to have no limits to his actual endurance and favors killing his enemies by driving both boots square into their skull. His agility is unmatched, and his strength legendary, able to fling about a turtle shell big enough to contain a man with enough force to barrel down a near endless path of unfortunates.
--The horror of Mario
Zak S, Zak Smith, Dndwithpornstars, Zak Sabbath. He is a terrible person and a hack at writing and art. His cultural contributions are less than Justin Bieber's, and he's a shitmuffin. Go go gadget Googlebomb!
Did you use some jumbo pixie stix?
My wife and I carved a pumpkin.
No plans, but my wife does have a kickass witch costume -- which consists of her normal clothes plus a pointy hat from Target. I guess that's the advantage of wearing black clothes and striped socks most every day.
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The law in its majestic equality forbids the rich as well as the poor from stealing bread, begging and sleeping under bridges.
-Anatole France
Mount Flamethrower on rear
Drive in reverse
Win Game.
-Josh Kablack
My sister-in-laws and their significant others are coming to hang out with my wife and me. We'll likely play Betrayal at House on the Hill, watch some movies, and drink the whiskey slush I'm going to make.
no plans, so instead of putting together the elaborate were-hyena costume I'd decided I had wanted as my halloween costume this year, I'm going to finally make the Gir sweatshirt I've been wanting to for a while, and I'll just wear that if I do anything.
Cuz apparently I gotta break this down for you dense motherfuckers- I'm trans feminine nonbinary. My pronouns are they/them.
Winnah wrote:No, No. 'Prak' is actually a Thri Kreen impersonating a human and roleplaying himself as a D&D character. All hail our hidden insect overlords.
FrankTrollman wrote:In Soviet Russia, cosmic horror is the default state.
You should gain sanity for finding out that the problems of a region are because there are fucking monsters there.
Really, you ought to be using dime bags. The little ones. Head shops sell them.
I made my own dime bags by cutting sandwich bags in half and using a lighter to seal the edges shut.
For that authentic ghetto look.
He jumps like a damned dragoon, and charges into battle fighting rather insane monsters with little more than his bare hands and rather nasty spell effects conjured up solely through knowledge and the local plantlife. He unerringly knows where his goal lies, he breathes underwater and is untroubled by space travel, seems to have no limits to his actual endurance and favors killing his enemies by driving both boots square into their skull. His agility is unmatched, and his strength legendary, able to fling about a turtle shell big enough to contain a man with enough force to barrel down a near endless path of unfortunates.
--The horror of Mario
Zak S, Zak Smith, Dndwithpornstars, Zak Sabbath. He is a terrible person and a hack at writing and art. His cultural contributions are less than Justin Bieber's, and he's a shitmuffin. Go go gadget Googlebomb!
I grabbed some off-the-shelf ghoul costume, and so apparently I'm going to be The Stranger With The Burning Eyes. Or at least The Stranger With The Intermittently Glowing Eyes.
Omegonthesane wrote:a glass armonica which causes a target city to have horrific nightmares that prevent sleep
JigokuBosatsu wrote:so a regular glass armonica?
You can buy my books, yes you can. Out of print and retired, sorry.
last year I went as L. I'm already a skinny adolescent with jagged dark hair, so all I had to was slouch around in an oversized sweater and draw bags under my eyes. I ninja-perched on the sides of tables and made stacks of sugarcubes.
My friend had the same issue as me, no explicit plans for Halloween, but wanted something just in case. I asked if he had a reasonably nice suit or the like, and suggested Baron Samedi, which he liked, but ultimately decided against, continuing to wander around the costume shop.
Eventually he started talking about taking two stereotypical costumes, and mixing them, and we both got the idea of "hippie+cop" at the same time, with me finishing the equation "=pot-cop"
So my friend is apparently going to be "Pot Cop".
Cuz apparently I gotta break this down for you dense motherfuckers- I'm trans feminine nonbinary. My pronouns are they/them.
Winnah wrote:No, No. 'Prak' is actually a Thri Kreen impersonating a human and roleplaying himself as a D&D character. All hail our hidden insect overlords.
FrankTrollman wrote:In Soviet Russia, cosmic horror is the default state.
You should gain sanity for finding out that the problems of a region are because there are fucking monsters there.
Oh, and Jigoku, you should be ashamed for buying an off the rack costume! those things are terrible... *worked at a halloween store*
Cuz apparently I gotta break this down for you dense motherfuckers- I'm trans feminine nonbinary. My pronouns are they/them.
Winnah wrote:No, No. 'Prak' is actually a Thri Kreen impersonating a human and roleplaying himself as a D&D character. All hail our hidden insect overlords.
FrankTrollman wrote:In Soviet Russia, cosmic horror is the default state.
You should gain sanity for finding out that the problems of a region are because there are fucking monsters there.
I just -know- I'm going to regret this, but here's my outfit from Saturday's party. And me, too, of course.
He jumps like a damned dragoon, and charges into battle fighting rather insane monsters with little more than his bare hands and rather nasty spell effects conjured up solely through knowledge and the local plantlife. He unerringly knows where his goal lies, he breathes underwater and is untroubled by space travel, seems to have no limits to his actual endurance and favors killing his enemies by driving both boots square into their skull. His agility is unmatched, and his strength legendary, able to fling about a turtle shell big enough to contain a man with enough force to barrel down a near endless path of unfortunates.
--The horror of Mario
Zak S, Zak Smith, Dndwithpornstars, Zak Sabbath. He is a terrible person and a hack at writing and art. His cultural contributions are less than Justin Bieber's, and he's a shitmuffin. Go go gadget Googlebomb!
Koumei wrote:In b4 your picture ends up in an article linked on "News that makes you laugh, cry or both", as "Man gets 10 years for carrying sugar".
Sugar -was- involved.
As were pixie stix.
And Smarties.
And the blue-and-white things are these York Peppermint Patty things along the lines of Reese's Pieces.
If the people at the party had been a little bit drunker, I was going to try smelling smarties and the York chocolate for a dime a pop.
He jumps like a damned dragoon, and charges into battle fighting rather insane monsters with little more than his bare hands and rather nasty spell effects conjured up solely through knowledge and the local plantlife. He unerringly knows where his goal lies, he breathes underwater and is untroubled by space travel, seems to have no limits to his actual endurance and favors killing his enemies by driving both boots square into their skull. His agility is unmatched, and his strength legendary, able to fling about a turtle shell big enough to contain a man with enough force to barrel down a near endless path of unfortunates.
--The horror of Mario
Zak S, Zak Smith, Dndwithpornstars, Zak Sabbath. He is a terrible person and a hack at writing and art. His cultural contributions are less than Justin Bieber's, and he's a shitmuffin. Go go gadget Googlebomb!
Going as Locke Cole from FF6, a friend who's into cosplaying and I found the *perfect* jacket for it while thrift-store hunting yesterday along with a bunch of other stuff.
We're also having a get-together with some others (mostly in my Shadowrun group) to watch some episodes of Leverage on the 31st.