This was the worst Halloween ever.

For me, at least. Do you know why? It's because in years past, all I had to worry about was finding the right party and wearing some cheap costume so I could go get drunk and hit on girls dressed up like sexy whatevers. Like one year, I ran into some girls who were done up like the sexy three little pigs, which is kind of weird, but I wound up with phone numbers for two out of three, and that's not bad, right?

And yes, I know Halloween is a holiday that celebrates being scared and everything, only in a fun way. You know, somebody in a mask jumping out at you to make your girlfriend all grabby, not in the 'holy shit I could actually die here' kind of way. Which is exactly what I thought on at least two occasions that night. But maybe that's normal for you people. And to be fair, nobody died, so that's that.

Oh, and thanks to everyone who brought food and snacks and stuff. Even Apophis chipped in (and thankfully his contribution was still sealed from the store). And the best part is, it was all, like, normal people food! The leftovers are in the fridge in the corner, and we've got enough candy to give you diabetes, so any of you people crashing at the Citadel help yourselves.

So we began the evening with a memorial service to Elias, the fairy-guy who showed up last month...and then got himself eaten over in Lake Charles. To tell the truth, I never really knew the guy, but at least he went down fighting the good fight, right? And I guess he's kind of a lesson to the rest of us- something to keep us all on our toes, y'know? Or maybe the lesson is just 'don't go to Lake Charles, 'cause shit is fucked over there.'

Moving on, I went ahead and set up a party game- namely, we watched the Steven Sommers classic, Van Helsing, with two bits of posterboard available for those in the know to mark what the movie got right, and what it got wrong. I've included the results below, for posterity. Apparently the movie got more wrong than it did right. Who knew?

But! It wasn't just a social evening (it never is a social evening). So, as best I can figure, here's what happened:

1. THE FREAKY GOBLIN KID

So apparently, somebody threw a lot of fake blood around the place, and set up some cheesy horror music, and otherwise caused some trouble. After the good Dr. Jones did some investigating, it turned out that this was due to the fairy-portal-thing in the girls bathroom. A landing party consisting of yours truly, Miss Tomorrow, Dr. Jones, Dr. Jones' big-husband, and two of the fairy-girls who came over with Elias went in to check it out. And by 'in' I mean we went THROUGH THE GODDAMN MIRROR. And, for the record, I hate fucking Lewis-Carroll-Whatever-Land. I only saw like the reverse-world of a run down bathroom, and it was still terrifying. Just all backwards and...not right. Turns out that the pranks were done by some horrible little midget-creature, which someone told me was a Hobgoblin later. Miss Tomorrow talked to the thing, and it ran away, and then we got back to real-people-land and broke the mirror and that was that. I think we may have to go to a 'no mirrors' policy in the Citadel, just for saftey's sake.

2. THE MISSING MORTAL KID

So around 9:45-ish, I get a call from a guy who knows a guy over in the HPD, and it turns out one of the dudes on Wayngro's CUT list just filed a missing person's report on his son, last seen around Emmanuel Park. Miss Tomorrow also had a vision on said kid, and said he was dead...but that didn't quite work out to being so accurate, as when we sent a bunch of guys out to investigate, they brought the kid back. Alive, that is. From what I gathered, they had to go to hell to get him, or...something? I really don't know. We've got the kid secured and sedated for the time being, and soon wiser men than I will figure out what the hell to do next.

3. THE NULL ZONE

So, null zones are A Thing? They're actually kind of interesting, as within said zone, that cancels out supernatural mojo, which means it falls onto boring normal guys like Yours Truly to actually get shit done. So yeah, we checked out a Null Zone out in Katy, and for now, it's taken care of. If you want further details, talk to Brayker, as I'm leaving a lot of this in his capable hands.

4. CORA HAS WEIRD SHIT

So this might not have been a proper 'mission,' per-se, but I figured I'd put the word out that our lovely quartermaster Cora has managed to get her hands on a whole pile of whack-ass goodies from Red Tape. Go talk to her in order to get details. Though it's worth noting that they're doing kind of a prioritizing sort of thing, where the more useful you are, the more cool shit you get. Except for me, that is. I think they're just giving me widgets to keep me alive.

So yeah, that's all what happened. Rest assured, dear readers, I'll keep you posted of later developments as they arise. From a safe distance, at least.  

A Night in Lonesome October

What's funny is, I actually haven't read that book, but it seemed like a good title.

Anyway, how's Halloween work with you Things? Like, is there a reason we celebrate Vincent Price movies and slutty nurse costumes and stuff in October, or is it just one of those things you have to put up with like Irish people do on St. Patrick's day? Like, in Ireland proper, people go to Church and stuff for St. Patrick's day, where over here it's just an excuse to get drunk and fight. Whereas Halloween's an excuse to get drunk and pick up girls in non-canonical Batgirl outfits, which is what I did last Halloween, before I met all of you, and it was the best Halloween ever.

But I digress.

Anyway, Cora told me to organize a Halloween party, which is something The Voice does, I guess? So here we go:

SATURDAY, OCTOBER 26th,
7pm - Whenever
At "You Know Where"

We're going to have ourselves a proper Monster Mash. Only, y'know, with real monsters (read: you). Costumes are encouraged. Drinking is mandatory. I've already got food and drink covered, unless you're weird and drink virgin blood or unicorn tears or whatever, in which case it's BYOB.

I will, however, need some help from you guys otherwise. Here's some ways you can contribute:

SPEAKERS: Does somebody have laptop speakers or a boombox dock or something?
MUSIC: Somebody should make a Halloween mix. The more psychobilly, the better.
DECOR: Not that our secret base isn't creepy enough as is, but if we wanted to get, uh...festive, that'd be great.
POSTERBOARD: We need two big-ish sheets of posterboard or something else we can write on, and markers to write on it with. This is for a Party Game.
A LAPTOP: Or at least a portable DVD player, also for the Party Game.
LOGISTICS: I'm probably going to be fashionably late to the Monster Mash, so I'm gonna need some help on your guys' end to get everything put together.

So yeah. Time to prove you have skills beyond 'violent murders,' folks! Not that violence isn't a good skill to have, but it pays to diversify in this day and age. You've got my e-mail address, get in touch with me to hack out the details.

Aaaaaand I'm out of whiskey now. Shit.

OOC:  So yeah, we're having a Halloween party! E-mail Peter's player if you'd like to help. Thanks!