Halloween Costume Ninjago Novels & Stories

“Alright, what’s everyone going as? Oh oh oh we should be the Suicide Squad! Luna could be Katana and then Lexi and I could be Enchantress and June and then Axle and Six could be Joker and Harley and then you 5 can fight it out for Rick Flag, Deadshot, Boomerang, El Diablo and Killer Croc!” Everyone nods and the guys start calling their characters. Once we’ve worked that all out, we plan to go costume shopping tomorrow. When Halloween rolls around, I invite Six to come get ready at my place since she’s going to have to do all my makeup and my parents are at some kind of charity event all evening anyway.

Zeek had collected his certificate on his behalf, and that only intensified my sadness. Once I got home, Jahlema dropped off the costume. I took a shower, put on bold makeup, and slipped into the outfit. I now wore a black and red, skin-tight, short ninja costume with a low v-cut and thigh-high boots. A black mask covered my mouth, and I picked up the swords to complete the look. My hair was styled into two buns with chopsticks crossed to form an 'X.' Smiling at my reflection, I grabbed my phone and purse, then went downstairs when I heard a honk outside. Stepping out, the cold air enveloped me, but I didn't mind. Daniel looked up from his phone, leaning against his car, and his eyes widened

I could work with that. When I found a video with the costume he referenced, I was shocked at how awesome it looked. Sort of like a dead Captain Hook, minus the hook. So, I ordered a red pirate costume and a skeleton mask. That should work, right? Kimi should understand it. I just hope she didn’t kill me for wearing this, and trying to dance with her. I woke up the next day, and made it to school a little early. Not early enough to get into my class before being startled by the very beautiful Jennifer. “Hey, Nate.”

she whispered to the man who faced his front. "Yeah, I am glad too" she sucked in air. "So, what have you guys got?" "Oh, I got the Carrie prom outfit, I just wanted something sexy" Piper was proud of herself as she showed Willow a bag and dangled it. "Oh, nice!" "And I got the nun deluxe costume!" Hazel smiled at the box she was holding as Willow nodded at her and glanced at Billy who smiled. "I am going on Black and White Horror Zalgo Morph suit!" He winked at her as she smiled.

“The wings are amazing.” “Really? Do I look like a hummingbird? I thought I might look more like a blue jay—” “No way. It’s perfect. Best Halloween costume ever.” She looked at his costume and rolled her eyes. “You’re not even in a costume!” “Yes, I am.” He showed her a sign he’d made that read Nudist on Strike. “I’m on strike, babe.” “Oh well, does that mean you’re on strike for me? Because that’s a damn shame.”

"I still feel a little, obsolete, I guess, not wearing anything on a day like Halloween," I say, seeing as how many of the other teens in school are a little more special looking with colors they don't usually have placed into their attire. That's just the tame side of things, while other teens have gone all-out with the constumes. There's a T-rex and a fariy queen chatting and walking by, and in one of the doorways I can spot a teen in a bee costume. There's even a teacher who has a crazy-scientist wig on, who is merrily talking and holding up a pumpking for another faculty member, dressed in the star and moon robe of a wizard.

It was the easiest costume I could gather given the time I had to prepare. White dress, soft feathers, a halo and a golden mask. I stepped in through the massive doors. Loud music blared all around as everyone danced along The main hall was packed and filled with several unknown faces. Dozens—maybe over a hundred—people, all dressed in Halloween costumes and masks. Skeletons. Witches. Vampires. Demons. Darth Vader, hell there was even someone dressed as Voldemort too. As I stared around for any kind of familiar face, a guy dressed as a giant banana walked past me handing me a red plastic cup.

Jenny nodded. “What is the hurry? Don’t you want to see the show?” Jean shot a glance at Jenny. Jenny grabbed her arm. “What are you going to do?” Jean just let out an evil smile. … The shooting went on smoothly. Anne did not come looking for trouble, and Etan did not show up again. The last set of outfits was that of Nine-Tailed Demon Fox, which had a pair of fox ears and a big white furry tail. The makeup artist started by drawing an exotic totem in red from the corner of Jean’s eyes, and then drew all the way down to her neck.

Halloween week at Fantasy Island meant themed costumes, and Madam Fantasy had been clear: go big or go home. I adjusted my mask in the mirror. Black and silver, covering the top half of my face, with small silver chains that dangled near my temples. The mask was my safety. My shield. Without it, I was just Jane Puckett, broke college student. With it, I was Jailbird, whoever the hell I wanted to be. The dressing room smelled like hairspray and body glitter. Keiko was beside me, dressed as Catwoman, her mask sleek and minimal. Cammie had gone full Harley Quinn, complete with a baseball bat covered in rhinestones.

My friends and I had been laughing and screaming for twenty minutes straight, clutching each other’s arms as we stumbled through the maze of rooms themed around an abandoned asylum. I was dressed as a sexy nurse, a short white dress with red trim, thigh-high white stockings with little red crosses, garter belt holding them up, and a nurse cap pinned into my loose blonde waves. The costume was meant to be cute and flirty for Halloween night, but right now the thin fabric felt way too exposing as cold air brushed against my barely-covered ass every time we turned a corner.