(( just like their superhero days....

((Jimmy's absolutely dressed as PSY (gangnam style guy)

(( REAL

[Can hear her girlfriend and her motley crew all the way from the porch of Tolkien's.]

. . . Yeah, you're right. It was me. I take full credit.

[Reclining back more, puffing on cigarette.]

It won't turn on unless you pull the chord 3 or more times. That thing's older than dirt, so it'll be hard to even get it to purposefully turn on.

[She tries to assuage the other's concerns, peeking over her shoulder at Marjoine.]

[Fully decked out in her Sea Witch Ursula costume, sat on the couch of Tolkien's place, waiting for this party to start. She has a goblet of red wine and an ash tray for her cigarettes. She owed Tolkien a favor while he's out of town. In exchange, she requested the house for a Halloween party.]

What, you think /I've/ been sneaking over to teach her how to get whatever she desires?

[A fake offended gasp, though still in a bleak-sounding monotone.]

Nonsensical. Absolute hogwash.

Me too. She'll be a real boss ass bitch someday...

[Sprawled out on her gothic loveseat, cigarette in holder betwixt beautifully manicured black-painted fingers.]

Wonder where she got that from. . .

You won't swing it, just rev the fucking thing, it ought to scare any pervert off.

[If her dad being PC Principal wasn't enough of a scare...Applying her own lipstick. The better to pepper her girlfriend Barbie in kisses with.]

It isn't too late to switch out for a fake one, though.

No, they must know you mean business, Marjorine. Anyone tries to perv on you, just rev it.

[Adjusting her Sea Witch Ursula costume, trying to make sure it's the right size.]

I don't wish to have to record another death of yours, so please do not do anything too rash.

[Wait, huh? That implies a lot, is she actually able to /remember/?]

SHABLAGOO

I am Gok'zarah, otherwise known as Bradley Biggle, mild-mannered and attractive alien 4th grader from the planet Kokujon
My best friends are Kevin, Francis, and Timmy
I love cereal and hate skim milk

#SouthParkRP #sprp

[She's stuck in the doorway. Not because her ass is fat, but because her big ass chimeric body is stuck in the door. She wriggles and the wood creaks, crawling into the bedroom so she doesn't smack her head on the doorframe or ceiling.]

. . . That's-- not good?

[Looks up from her grimoire, face red...]

What?

(( Henrietta mending Mysterion's costume. . . ))

Please refrain from calling me a "hoe". But, yes. I find you fascinating.

[ texting @barbiewired.bsky.social ]

📲: hey.
📲: don't bother coming over for that date.
📲: i did some stupid fucking ritual and it has ruined my life.
📲: michael, firkle, and pete are here too but they're all looking for a way to fix me.

📲: i dont even know if they can.

I promise. All the rat snackies you could ever ask for.

[Henrietta already owns rats, and they are so friendly. Granted, she's quite protective of them, and they're spoiled rotten...]

. . . I'd make a little enclosure for you and treat you very well. Spoiled, even.

I need specifics, to be honest.

++ place a little.]

++ figure it out, even in her notes back at the apartment. She checks her phone. Seems the other goths are pretty busy tonight. . .]

If you have any time this evening, it'd be my honor to get stoned and figure that backstory out. . .

[Her pale face goes a little dark red, and she shuffles in ++

[She takes mental note to look up Enchantress when she gets back, taking a drag of her cigarette.]

I'd probably have to come up with some kind of backstory. I find that to be the hard part. I'm creative, but in... a different way.

[Even though she wracked her brain endlessly, she couldn't ++

++ about what I'd be like as a superhero, or even a villain. Perhaps an anti hero....

["Wonder" is a weak word. She has sketches and thoughts about those ideas in her journals.]

I more meant the "are you gonna kidnap me you scary and super hot dragon" part, but that is correct for the others as well, yeah. That's what came down the grapevine to us, at least.

[She hums in thought, lighting a cigarette and sticking it in the opera holder she carries on her.]

I wonder ++

[Henrietta doesn't /smile/, because it's not goth to smile, but she nods.]

Anything for you two. And...I would join in the LARP here but I'm afraid I'm a bit out of practice.

[Coughs into a fist, awkward.]

Then consider it done. I'm sure I could make something....Halloween's not till the 31st.

. . . If you guys... want to do a costume trio. I could be a dragon. But the dragon has to be goth and also hot. Those are my only stipulations.

Be careful. You know what thinking does to people in South Park.

[A joke.]

++ her mind.]