Sinister con

[Skye]

Was this horror venue her scene? No, was this a place she ever thought she would visit outside of work? Again no. But hey everyone always claimed her to be goth anyways and needing to do nothing but throw on a dress and let her natural skin tone take over made it easy to blend in. And a bit of fake ghosts and blood could be a nice relaxation from the very real monsters and blood out there.

Walking around with a bag of popcorn and drinks just watching the crowds with small chuckles at the fake blood on some of the peoples costume.

[Kray]

Was he a con man , no, cosplay absolutely not then why was the giant quietly meandering his way around the convention. Well it celebrated the idea of people over coming their fears and that was something eh could get behind. He wasn't a big movie buff but the more he listen the more he was understanding that some of the horror movies served in similar function to myths and fables, cautionary tales, survival guides and exposure to things so you know not to tangle with them.

Okay there might be a bit to much celebration of monsters here but it was humans doing as humans do, they knew no better. He hadn't dressed up just standard curtain like long coat, jeans and a shirt with a moth eaten fedora on his head, yet the height and dishevelment in many ways made him look not dissimilar to many of the slasher villains.

[Skye]

Moving along the floors, stopping by a few stands with laughs at the fakeness of things whilst tapping her claws or rather press on nails against her cup.

Looking at the various people around, the ones dressed up and the ones not dressed up alike until noticing the giant with impressed eyes. She might get remembered as the small ghost lady for a few of those who saw her but doubting anyone would forget such a sight, damn he even felt creepy enough to make her spine tingle something nothing else of all this falseness could. Hesitating for a bit before slowly approaching, needing to compliment such a perfect performance. Yet keeping a bit of distance, not that an area packed with people allowed her to be to far away and be able to address him though, head turned up in an attempt to establish eye contact before speaking with a hint of hesitation in her voice.
”Impressive, I do not know your franchise but by the winds you nailed the sensation of the evening.”

[Circe]

Costume play. The act of dressing up as a character to imitate someone cool or badass. Circe had less compunction for playing Halloween outside of October than most, though that was not to say she would not. The right incentive can do wonders for getting the crafty Fairest to cooperate with someone. Like assisting a fellow dealer of less than legal devices with his own attire, albeit Circe had made a few pus about how it was stilted after her help. All for a few bullets more and something more to carry them in, a fair deal for the Fairest for helping a few horror movie fans she worked with.


Her own attire? That had been a lazy enough affair. She already head the mixed material skin suit that could stop a bullet but that didn't seem horrific. So, she scrounged up older supplies. Helmet, hunting vest, various pouches and combat boots. Throw on the red LED tweaked gasmask and voila: stock-ish gasmask death squad. She'd have to empty out the pouches and holsters though. And it was too damn hot for the pants!

Why empty pouches? Because she found two knives, a Makarov, a bunch of bullets, a fused together pack of Skittles, a road flare, and a surprising amount of dental floss in those pouches. The first aid pouch could stay, as could her Hedgespun multitool and a few other things, but this place had a very boring rule. You needed a badge to bring a real gun into the venue. Boring to the Summer. Very boring.


Though fun part, the gasmask had a liquid induction port for hydration in hazmat areas. It was hilarious the looks she got as she audibly sipped from the soda straw through a tube connected to the mask. She had to get fun somehow!

Who would be her next victim to shock with that trick?

[Kray]

Just a reminder Changelings need to harden their masks in shards

When the vampire looking women with skin so pale it would make the iconic undead jealous address him the giant makes no effort to hide his menace looking tall and casting a shadow long, even in cramped spaces it was enough to make the fainter of heart move as best they could to part around him in the sea of people. "Hm. Oh me? No franchise, no something more common place, something more everyday, a real monster you might say." Because well the real monsters were found on the streets, in homes and behind desks not on the silver screen. "Uh. And you, bride of Dracula?" Only female vampires he knew of.

Then spotting an exotic beauty all be it in a gas mask, it was the ears that gave her away. The deep baritone booms out. "Uh. Oh. Here comes something that's worth being afraid of." Said in good humour but no less true for it.

[Circe]

ooc: this is why I shouldn't multitask . Bookkeeping: Harden the Mask

[Skye]

Shying back ever so slightly at the shadow, at that gaze that could make anyone falter backwards and likely the reason why there were more than enough to move better just here than in many other places.
”The biggest monster does not hide underneath your bed, it does not live within your mind, it does not reside in the corner of your eye, it does not have claws and fangs.” No matter what Hollywood aimed it to be. ”It resides amongst us, hidden just underneath the skin, you only need to know of who.” Alright it was partially a truth, she had certainly seen humans do worse things than some of the actual monsters she had seen or heard of, and if she counted as human then yeah it was living proof what humans could do when they gained access to a bit of power and insights into the truth of the world.
Shaking her head with a little half forced chuckle, glad to keep a bit of distance as her eyes grows a tad larger. ”Dracula has a bride?” Taking on a shocked and appalled visage at the news. ”That bastard, here he spent new years with me and even nibbled on me at midnight, who can you trust when even the count of darkness acts in such a deplorable manner. Glad I just threw this dress on and did not do it for him.”

Turning one eye towards where he was aiming not really sure where to place her look, blinking a few times.
”You mean the girl looking like a better looking version of people from that psychadelic barbie movie?” Not that she had seen it, but she did see the posters.

[Circe]

She might not instantly recognize Kray as seeing him pull the going to Halloween as myself thing wasn't expected. Circe would've had to get a bunch of body paint and metal lingerie to pull-off the equivalent for her own appearance. The inability to tell if it washed off or not without wasting Glamour made that a nope. His voice though? Yeah, that cut through.


Well, been spotted, so might as well say high. She chuckles as she walks over, loudly sipping from the soda. And on hearing the psycho Barbie comment, looks behind her. There were a few blondes in strange outfits, here and there. Could those be the psycho Barbie or Ken the vamp meant? Whatever.


Circe stops before them and waves hello, "Mmmiii!" is her faux muffled greeting as she then keeps going or a full minute with the act, as if actually talking. With a lot of hand gestures to go along with it too no less. Followed by a slurp that empties her soda, loudly.

Circe detaches the induction port hose from the soda, collapses it, and buttons it back up on the mask. "Am I right or what?"

Her smile under the mask is very much shit eating.

[Kray]

Oh its far from true, real monsters, terrible beyond imagining exist but there are also humans that make the him the giant cannibal look like a saint so the point still stands. "Oh. Not quite the monster is very much in the mind, that's were they can be themselves without worry while they hide in suits of skin and banality." Fancy word for the giant that one. "Hm. But." A smile of cracked and broken teeth the giant needed some dental work rather badly that was for sure. "You get the point." Before blinking rather dumbfoundedly. "Uh. Why would you let a monster bite you if you weren't its bride?" Oh that was the point maybe? "Ah. I see your messing with me, trying to hide and all that." Well that's what he assumed.

The muffled nothingness that came from the gas mask made him doubt until he saw the mask hardening and the ears fade, yeah he knew he was right on the who. "Uh. Mary try again you might as well be speaking Italian for all I understood of that." Although that seemed real handy. "Huh. Neat might need to get me one of those." Drink on the go yeah that was cool.