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Tracey narrowed his eyes in deep irritation and deliberately moved forward to touch B0nez face. "No." he said angrily.

Rep glanced sidelong at the two. "Down boy." he said coldly to Tracey while flicking ash into a small bar logo ashtray left over from their swag giveaways. "If you break that ******** golem I will make you into a ******** coat."

Tracey let go, giving first B0nez then Rep angry glares. "This is the worst costume ever. It is not even scary! Who is even afraid of dogs?!" He stamped his little feet indignantly.

Felicia was ******** HUGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE on Halloween. Or, more specifically, s**t that went bump in the night in the eyes of pop culture. She was tall as hell, for a chick anyway, (although this island was full of some tall ********, that was for sure) which meant she liked to take advantage of it for costumes.

Anyway, Yadda yadda yadda, she was dressed as slenderman. The boots she was wearing under the black slacks had a few inches, plus some lift, bringing her flat 6'0" closer to 6'5". It was pretty ******** hard to see through the white mask, though, that was for sure.

She definitely didn't like, run into the doorway on accident or anything, half in the room and half not.

"H-hi!" she waved to everyone wildly with a white-gloved hand, and promptly went to go dig through the candy pile, like a mature adult.

"Aight Ferros?" Rep said by the bar, also giving Slenderman (who was so well disguised he couldn't tell who was under the suit) a fingergun of greeting.

He was keeping an eye on the group along the bar by Harrison - who had decided to dress inordinately ******** hot tonight. Part of him wished he could put a onesie on the blonde man too and get away with it. He let the casual banter slide for now, he wasn't in the mood to go chasing up easygoing flirting or compliments when people's spirits were still high.

Tracey's lips pursed into a thin severe line. "One day I will end you." he said to B0nez, before with a dismissive hand gesture describable only as talk-to-the-hand, he stalked off toward the looming figure by the door.

The tray of shots was set down briefly and in a flurry of wings, Ferros would have found himself climbed like a cat tree.

A soft flush made dark freckles stand out against tanned cheeks, but she was grinning. "I had to ask around to find out who it was. I never played any of the Final Fantasies. It had just looked really neat in the Haunted house, and since I some fog had eaten my other clothing..." A flick or eyes, uncomfortable, or embarrassed. She might have been coming into her own, at least with Noah, but she still wasn't keen on the idea of being nude in front of anyone else, or in strange locations.

As the shots we set down it pulled the Sun's attention down to Tracey, whom Peyton didn't recognize for a second or two--the costume. Then she grinned, twiddling fingers at the fallen angel in greeting. Just because she didn't like his partner, didn't mean she couldn't like the weapon, right? "Thanks Tracey!"

The shot was lifted, held up and ready for the click of glasses that usually followed Noah's words. "Cheers." Then she tossed it back, swallowing it down quick, and gave a soft gasp at the bite. Tasty, but strong. "Mmm."

Eventually a droll voice was heard behind Leslie.

"What are you supposed to be, a laundry pile?" said Jack Zoolander. He even tried to spike his hair up some, though it was difficult since he had a lot. At least he had attempted to get a headband.

"Wrong. I look better." Jack flashed a smirk. "One day I'll see the ******** movie, but until then--lead the way. It's my goddamn birthday and I'm gonna get me some goddamn good booze."

Jack ducked his head out of instinct as he followed Leslie in. "Twenty-two, nothing special. You offering to buy? Because I'm not sticking around for long, just wanted to scope the party life for a bit."

He spotted Peyton's costume in passing and immediately snorted.

America greeted Leslie by way of pinching his a**. "Always a treat to see you two next together," she beamed at the pair. "But you're both dressed hella boring, you'll have to step up your game if you wanna win!"