Carmen Sandiego Costume นิยาย & เรื่องราว

What is the point of me being what I am when I feel shackled and useless. “You heard Jasper… Santo is the enemy, and he won’t stop until he takes revenge. Not even the mate bond could make a difference, not his sister being alive, and certainly not pleading.” Carmen sounds bitter, pulling me to sit up slightly with her tone and I look to her. Catching her eye and biting my lip on the surging pain as I recognize her inner sadness. I’m not ready to admit defeat when we still have hope, even if she seems to be. She deadpan locks her gaze on mine and unflinchingly shakes her head at me, as though telling me this is not a solution.

The more I learn about El Rey Carmesí, the more I realise that my initial impression was correct, that this was a power I never wanted. My wolf stirs and I’m reminded of why I called forth upon it…. to save her. My hands tighten on the steering wheel. The urge to find the Ash Stone still lingers. “What will you wear for the ceremony?” she asks lightly as if the conversation we just had never happened. I frown deeply. “I don’t fucking care.” “Then perhaps I can choose. I will wear red.” “Shocker,” I reply sarcastically. Kataleya will be there. I wonder what she’ll wear… Maybe I’ll add some sunglasses to my look. The darker the better, so I can at least feast my eyes on the woman I truly fucki

Carmen nods approvingly. “You look good,” she compliments, her blue eyes sweeping over my flowing cottage dress. I return the gesture. “Not as good as you look.” She huffs a chuckle and beckons for me to follow. I grab my purse and trail behind her as she leads us out of the room. The ride to the Central Clothing Mall was an adventurous one, I’d admit. Carmen made it lively despite the presence of the two stoic, indifferent guards riding with us — Cole and Tory.

For Sarah it was time to do the best in the world both for herself and for others. It was time to color everything, to show that the real Sarah Cárdenas was unknown to everyone. She chose a red mermaid dress and elegant shoes. It wasn't the clothes he bought with Roberth, it was from his own personal collection that he didn't get rid of when he was younger. She had an elegant hairstyle and soft makeup, highlighted only by red lipstick in a shade darker than her dress.

Maddie “Give me the permission to give you a ride, my princess,” Carlson says, bowing his head, his right leg crossed.I blushed. “How did you get these costumes? They are so hilarious.” He wore an 18th-century costume dress like a prince. “I just want to give it a try, my little sister’s kind suggestion.” “She must be watching too many movies then.” “Exactly, I will dress like a pirate of the Caribbean for her for Christmas Eve.”

And there she is. Carmen, in an oversized black dress. Short and dangerous. Then Tempest looking hella sophisticated in a gray pantsuit, ruffled blouse, body bodying. I sit down, press my fingers to my temple, and mutter to myself: “Get it together, man. Get it together.”

I thought it over as I put on my Sarah Sanderson costume. Since I was blond, she seemed the easiest Sanderson sister for me to imitate, though she was a bit too bubbly for me. Still, she was twisted enough and dressing as her would be fun. I found the costume online and had my mom purchase it for me in the human realm then I brought it back to Sharra for tonight's party. The bodice was lavender and laced up the back, so it fit tight against my body. The skirt came to mid-calf.

I nodded again but didn’t speak because I too was trying hard to keep myself from laughing. Emilio and all three of his friends wore costumes. I had to work a little hard but I was able to find them. While Emilio wore the sandy suit with the signature flower up his ear and looked like a cute adorable laughable little squirrel. Leo and Theo wore a squidward costume and acted the lazy, so-done-with-everything part while the new guest, Aries, joined in and wore a mr krabs costume. I didn’t get the glass globe of Sandy's costume because I felt that it might be a little too heavy for Emilio.

It was ten years ago. Carmen scrolled threw the things she had, hesitating. Was it even a good choice? Why would she change herself to the better if she will be an actress? What if she was doing this for somebody not a job? She blushed thinking about it and then frowned at herself. She bought a makeup palette with a deep red lipstick. As she was looking between the things, her eyes stopped on a certain box. A white women suit was from the most things being bought. She thought about it and remembered that she had a spaghetti strapped white shirt that would fit with it and the black heels she had.

The theme had been meticulously chosen, reflecting the couple’s desire for a unique and memorable celebration. Khana, dressed as Carmilla, exuded an ethereal charm in her flowing red gown, her dark hair cascading in soft waves of night. Richard, standing tall beside her, looked every bit like Cecelion, his dark suit and dark black hair, giving him an air of mysterious elegance of a vampire. Though Khana had never played the game, she had spent hours browsing the internet, carefully selecting their costumes to ensure they made a striking pair.