I'm going to be CAPTAIN CANADA! But I'm just going to stay in and watch or write something scary. What are all ye writers wearing or doing on the scary day?
My face is scary enough without help. Besides, here in Scotland everybody is focused on The Guy, and attendant fireworks, bonfires and shenanigans, to take place on 5 November. Halloween kinda goes right by us. I did order some Brach's Candy Corn from Amazon, tho. Will it be here in time? (For me?).... dunno... Love the "Second Avenger." Aw. I love Due South, and have the entire show on DVD.
Every year I promise myself that I'll wear the cheapest possible costume - Adam, as in Adam and Eve. Just take off all my clothes and pass out candy to all the kids who come to the door... ...and then I come to my senses. Seriously, though, I never do much for Halloween. This time I think I'll dress up as an overweight guy who hasn't had a haircut in too long. That'll be easy.
My wife is going to a dead celebrities Halloween party. She will portray the late, great Freddie Mercury. Picture him at Live Aid, but with breasts. I like to stay in on nights when everyone else goes out. I find such nights to be perfect for writing.
I've not dressed for Halloween since I was an undergraduate. I'm just not the type I guess, I don't really understand the appeal after you are 10.
I once went, no joke, as a witch back in college. I ended up drinking too much and woke up to news I tried to use a brumstick (one no one can remember how I got) as one of those pretend horses you see in old films. Imagine waking up to that story!
When I was in my twenties, I ran into a wall of meat and broke my nose (translation, I was pounded on by three massive townies) in September. So for Halloween, I dressed as an accident victim, complete with the nose cast and lots of fake blood. Not having a car, I got on my bike and peddled to the party. On the way, I heard a crash in the intersection I had just passed through. I turned back and asked the drivers who had collided if they were all right. The driver of the car that struck the other said, "Never mind me, what about you?" I started to explain it was my costume, but as I saw his expression change, I jumped back on my bike and got the hell outa there!
To me, the appeal is to just have an excuse to do something a little nutty. Well, that's not really anything out of the ordinary as such, but on Halloween people aren't as surprised by my antics. Anyway, @KaTrian and I will dress up as Sam (left) and Dean Winchester of Supernatural fame: I'd probably make a better Sam 'cause my haircut's pretty close to his at least length-wise, I have that same arrowhead nose, and, like Sam, I'm taller, but Kat would make a worse Dean, having ten-foot long hair, so I'm Dean. Besides, like him, I have a greater penchant for hedonism. Our outfits consist of the same possession-warding tattoos the Winchesters sport over their hearts (although ours will be doodles done with permanent markers), jeans, t-shirts, and checkered shirts (worn open, sleeves rolled up, [super]naturally... sorry) that conceal the Winchesters' usual weaponry: a pistol a piece and 2-3 knives each. Come to think of it, this is the first time I'm going to see Kat in proper drag; it ought to be interesting to see how she pulls off the shoulder walk.
I'm going as a doll Partially because they scare me and partially because it'll be kind of recognizable yet not too cliched. Plus I already had all the stuff I needed.
Oh yeah, I hadn't thought of that. Our friends will then just have to accept that they'll be exposed to some sibling lip action.
Halloween has always been my favorite holiday so I have dressed up almost every year that I can remember. No trick or treating after middle school but there were always parties to dress for. I hit a slump in my early 20s after college but having kids just renewed the reason to join in on the fun!
One year as a kid in the early 90's, I wanted to just slap on a mask and go out trick or treating. But my mother wouldn't let me just put on a cheap mask. She made me wear a full custom that was scary and cool. And I don't blame her! As for this year, and every year since, I've done nothing special on Halloween night. And I don't have kids knocking on my door for treats because where I live is too rural.
Back in the late 70s, I went to a party as the Incredible Hulk. Lots of green body paint, black rinsable hair color, and a button-down shirt that was just a bit too small. At the appropriate time, I roared and flexed, and the shirt cooperated, splitting into ribbons down the back. The only downside was that the rough skin on my elbows stayed green for a couple weeks.
How's that a downside? You were showing your Hulkness for a while - own it! It strikes fear into the hearts of your enemies!
1. I am, and was, a software professional. 2. I can't stand long-sleeve shirts. Fortunately, the industry was not super-conservative in those days. But I still had a lot of people asking why I had green elbows, and was it contagious.
I believe this can be cured. I, too, am (among other things) a software professional, but I don't think it's a permanent condition. I suppose you could always shorten your arms. EDIT: Or, hey, caftans! Always an option!
When I was a child we didn't have trick or treating. Only in the last decade has it become a thing in Australia.
I'm going to dress up as the Zodiac Killer. It might not go over very well, considering that it's not Halloween anymore.
