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Solaris---Ami---Moonfall---Ivy

Solaris was not happy. Solaris was, in fact, the exact opposite of happy. He was pissed. He was beyond pissed.
How they ever convinced him to do this was beyond him.
The Espeon remained in his corner, not wanting to go out in the open for it would mean showing off the skirt he had been forced into.
Ivy, however, was happily prancing about in her own little Sailor Scout outfit with Moonfall padding along behind her with a tophat on and white mask over his face.
The Umbreon had been fortunate enough to escape the family cosplay as he was not related, but for Ivy's sake he decided to fit in regardless. [Though he chose to ignore the skirt.]
Ami smiled at her father, skirted and ribboned herself, before leaving him to sulk in favor of examining the candy on the nearby tables.


Harley---Rena---Alec---Chase

A trio emerged from the door off to the side, the leader a Poochyena with a pirate hat and eyepatch, clearly she did not care much for costumes as it appeared to be a last minute idea.
Next to her, equally unenthusiastic, a Totodile with a headband and belt glanced around in annoyance.
The two exchanged looks of 'why are we here' when another figure appeared beside them with a gasp.
"A DRAGON! FEAR NOT CITIZENS! I SHALL SAVE YOU!"
Without another word the black and white Riolu went rushing into the room, waving his sword over his head right at the Milotic in the dragon outfit.
"...there goes Alec again. Should we stop him?"
"Nah, I'm all game for letting someone kick his a**."

Entering late and timidly, the small Ralts peered into the room rather put off by all the other Pokemon there. Strapped to his back was a simple pair of white wings cut out from cardboard and a tinsel halo extended upward from them to hover over his head.

Lia stepped quietly into the hall, trying her best to maintain her offset balance. She hadn't the time to sew a costume for herself, unfortunately, and had to take something store-bought. The result was her being surrounded by a large plastic frame in the form of a Jack-o-Lantern. Two holes had been burned away at the top, courtesy of Albus, to let her ears pop out. Hollowed eyes masked by a black cloth let her see out, but none see in.

She seemed to be scouting the area out ahead of time.

Morana had been every excited to hear about a Halloween Party. Her species practically invented Halloween. Not that there was ever any Trick-or-Treating back in her pack, but that made it all the more amazing; this was her first time. She had insisted on attempting to make her own costume. Her head-skull was coloured black and two horns made of Styrofoam were loosely attached behind each of her ears by wire. Her tail was bound with another wire coming out of it, ending in an arrow tip. Not the most creative of costume perhaps, but it was her first Halloween.

"Just remember to avoid any chocolate." Incultyr mumbled as he walked by her side, trying his best not to sulk. This entire thing was stupid, and he wore nothing but a simple black cape. Like hell he was dressing up any more than that.

Crown fluttered above and behind them as they went down the hall towards the party room, wearing a special purple dress that parted around her wings. It had taken several tries until she had made something she could actually put on and fly in. Chronicler's petals were tucked tightly against her body so that the wireframe-supported butterfly wings could be seen on her back, mostly orange with white and black markings.

Acer trailed behind them, eyes wide as he looked around at the decorations. Of course he had wanted to come when the girls explained to him what Halloween was- free candy sounded amazing. The young Turtwig went with one of the most basic of costumes though, covered by a white blanket with holes for eyes.

Beside the team slithered the result of weeks of effort on the part of Chronicler and Crown; Crescendo the Milotic. Over the length of his body was draped a silk cloth, larger scales painstakingly sewed on to overlap each other. Over his head was a mask, the face of a dragon. His face was visible in the opening of its mouth, his "eyebrows" cleverly coming out of the dragon's snout to look like its long whiskers. Cress was able to manoeuvrer in it quite nicely, and the girls were beside themselves with pride in creating the costume.


Lilium outdid herself this year. Not only did she have to make a costume for Atra like she usually did, she also had to deal with his team, out of which two were begging for costumes. She had been practically working nonstop for days.

Atra came in happily, a hat on his head with two holes for his ears to go through. The front of the hat had a series of cardboard crystal-like structures and on either side dangled a long blue piece of cloth. He also wore a crystal-embedded blue collar, and most of his body was covered in a light blue shirt. Gloves adorned all four feet. The biggest challenge was his tail, which he had finally tamed with an amazingly large amount of fur-gel, and the golden ring helped keep it together. After dipping the end in dark blue paint...it was done. A small crystal earring later, Atra was dressed as his childhood Hero, Zero the Glaceon.

Even more impressive is what he came into the party riding on. It was what seemed to be Arceus, with purple...spike-things...though it was much smaller. The size of a Skarmory in fact. Katara had been practising for weeks, transforming based off a picture of Arceus in some history textbook.

Super-Sherman came in with a dark blue shirt (though Lilium had argued against it. He was already blue, but he had been stubborn about it.) On his chest was an s-shaped emblem, and from his shoulders draped a red cape.

Next to him hopped along Spade, who was wearing a lopsided brown beret, a white-and-mint trimmed shirt, red gloves, a pair of blue pants...it had been the one Lilium had spent the most time on. The detail involved! She had no idea where he got the idea for such a costume, though when he had asked for dual-swords, the Cyndaquil had said no; she'll do all the sewing for them, but they're on their own for props.

And thus came the members of Team Azalea.



Though he couldn't really sew, Cecil was enthusiastic when he heard about a Halloween party. He very quickly got to work on a costume of some ancient human hero. The young warrior had connections to a good blacksmith, and got himself a set of real plate mail. It was heavy, sure, but the Smeargle has done training in such armour before.

He already had a red cape, and getting a black shirt and a pair of leather gloves didn't take too long after looking through second-hand shops. It's not like a red strip of cloth is hard to find for his headband, so that was taken care of rather quickly. His challenge came down to the wig; it had taken him many many tries and many many wigs and lots of hair gel to get it right. Finally, it had worked, and he came, with his ears tucked neatly above his head and under the wig, his tail transformed into a sword with an Iron Tail move. A small gold-painted cardboard served as his hilt.



Pluto's costume involved a dress. And ribbons. He was not amused. He's still not sure how he got talked into this, only knowing that if it hadn't been his wife who had insisted, someone would be dead.

((For the Avatar contest: Guess. If you can't recognize the character, then I have failed.))

[[Will edit later, I'm in the process of filling out applications (:]]

Team Cupric walked into the Guild Exchange, where the other teams were gathering. Imiti was dressed in full foam armor with a foam sword in hand. Chuck was literally dressed bags of prank supplies, any of which could be taken off and used at any time. (Incidentally, he'd completely forgotten his "chat" with that Mismagius.) Oliver, at the behest of the two kids, was Mario. Celsus...couldn't find anything big enough.

~Reo~Devlin~Blight~Locke

Reo followed in with his love, quickly grabbing hold of the Garevoir before he ended up headfirst in a punchbowl or something. Despite the theme of his costume, Flavio was hardly light on his feet just yet, but at least he was trying. It was an accomplishment that nothing was broken yet.
"I never was into roleplaying..."
He let out a heavy sigh, not amused by the pairing of a pirate and a ninja.
"Think they have a bar around here somewhere?"

Devlin arrived alone, but he had the objective to quickly find someone he knew. The dressed up Chimchar hated being by himself for any prolonged period of time and his next actions proved this. With a bound and a jump the fire type was soon perched atop of table and peering through the crowd. It hardly mattered to him if his pedestal had some sort of attendance or not. Within moments his actions did their intended job and soon enough he was flailing his arms and shouting over all the heads in attendance to a Riolu girl which he was sure would be in attendance.
"AZZIE!"
He cried out over and over in attempts to get her attention.

Locke remained close by his sister up to and including this point. At first his costume sounded like an amazing concept but now in bulk company he was becoming embarrassed and hesitant. Having learned how to read fairly early on in his childhood, his parents bought him certain a series of books that they heard all the kids his age were getting into. Surprisingly he loved them himself and body-glitter was a soon must for his Halloween expedition...