Last year...I was a sea-sick pirate. Why sea-sick? Because I was actually ill on halloween, so I had a natural green thing going on. I passed out candy.
The year before I was also a pirate, though I went out with my now ex-boyfriend. He was my quartermaster...things didn't go real well and we ended up dueling in the middle of the street with our weapons. I won.
Years past, I was a dead biker. I made the costume myself with different shades of red paint. I slashed up a shirt and soaked the front of it with the paint and shredded a pair of jeans and also spattered it with red. I had some 'woochies' the glue on cuts and gashes. I had a broken wrist, a slash across my face, an open wound on my neck and loads of fake blood everywhere. This was also the year I really messed up my knee, so I had a limp to go with the look. A lot of people liked it. ^_^