Inflatable Ghostbusters Costume Novels & Stories

Dimitri was hiding from the rain in Isis' witch purse she always carried around. "Why is it glowing like that?" James wondered. The group watched as the building began to shake. Ghouls, ghost-clowns, and every undead creature inside could be seen hastily exiting the building. Declan gasped when he saw the building explode, the effect of the blast sent the undead people flying in every direction. "Brace yourselves," Zander warned as the effects pushed them to the wet ground too. "They're free," Carson the ghost trailed off as he stared into town.

As the night wore on, the music grew louder and the dancing more energetic. My mates and I were having the time of our lives, with our children running around in their costumes, laughing and spinning to the rhythm of the music. Suddenly, Blaze grabbed my hand and pulled me into a dramatic dip, his mask glinting in the light. He was dressed as a fiery phoenix, his costume a dazzling array of orange and red feathers, with wings attached to his arms that shimmered and shined under the lights.

As if the gown has somehow shrunk him. "I look like a ghost," he says, examining his reflection in the window. "A blue ghost. Do you think there are blue ghosts? Ethan, are there blue ghosts?" Ethan is sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, his legs dangling. His gown is equally oversized, the hem brushing against his ankles, the fabric bunching at his waist where a nurse tried to tie it tighter. His glasses are slightly crooked. They're always slightly crooked. "Ghosts aren't scientifically proven to exist," he says. "So the question of their coloration is moot."

"Yieeeeee yeah you don’t like him because he’s arrogant, he’s muscular, he has a pointed nose, he’s tall, and his lips looked so sweet. Yes Alaister you don't like him!" and with that she threw me a pillow Hahahaha. We talked about music and other kinds of stuff until Aunt Ana came with our food so we ate first. "Alaister do you believe in ghosts?" I asked Alaister, now that she was lying down in our bed. "Did you watch a horror movie last night? Then I would say that there are no ghosts and I do not believe in ghosts." Wow! It doesn't seem like she can see ghosts hmm. Yes she can see ghosts but she doesn’t want to tell to other people about that.

The ghost wore white trousers, a white face cap, and a white long sleeve. The ghost had its hands in his pocket, and he was staring deeply into my eyes, with a lovely gaze. 'Could this place be a ghost hospital?' Because that could explain the reason why my family members aren't here.

Some were whispering and giggling with each other, while others were engrossed in the screens of their phones or their tablets. It was easy to spot my best friend Clarke. Her ginger hair and orange blazer were the brightest things in the hallway. And even though her sense of fashion was very chic, and she was the girlfriend of the most popular guy in school, she still hung out with me and Roger. The geeks; the weirdos; the nerds, just to name a few words they used to describe us. Sitting by the locker next to Clarke was my other best friend, Roger. He had his massive earphones over his head, playing with his Ectoplasma Machine. Roger was convinced the school was haunted, so he spent his enti

Irena pointed at a silvery button on the side of the robotic suit’s arm. “What the f#ck is Ghost Mode?” Mark asked with a slight raspy irritation in his gravelly voice. “Ghost Mode is a feature that will allow you to become untouchable, but only for five seconds,” Irena explained. “After pressing the button, the suit sends out a magnetic pulse that will disrupt the electrical charges between the atoms in your body, making you a spirit for only a few seconds. You’ll be able to walk through walls or walk through punches, but only for five seconds. And you’ll only be able to use the Ghost Mode feature twice.”

He said while moving towards me , i started moving backwards because i didn't want him to get too close to me. "What do you want from me ?" I asked. "Wow nice question, i just want to replace you" he said and then he disappeared, i looked around but i didn't see him, i remembered that Mr Franklin said he was a ghost. "But why me?" I asked, although he was not visible but i knew he was around. "Because i am you" he said and appeared in my back. "I swear to God i will shut you off" i said in anger. "Are you crazy , you can't kill a ghost boy!" He yelled and laughed.

It wasn’t like he was going to be stepping into any big role right away like me. His old man goes by “Ghost” and I hope he’ll be like him. Ghost is kind of Grouch’s right hand. While I’m the enforcer, the one with the most flies, Ghost is usually the one who gets the guys that come into the basement. You’ll never see him coming until he’s putting zip ties on your wrists and a bag over your head. He’s a huge dude but he’s light footed and sneaky. Professional stalker is the term I use.