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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Apr 26, 2016 21:03:41 GMT -6
Maicy waited for Aberdeen to be ready.She sees that they have got out to show off the cosplay. They looked great. Maicy gave a give thumbs up. "You look awesome~!!" "Thanks!" Aberdeen chimed, happily. The suit fit rather well, and unless they found something else in the store in higher quality, they'd likely take this one home. They walked back behind the curtains, changing as quickly as possible back into their current date attire, holding the 'leather' suit in arm. The fighter looked towards Maicy, looking as happy as their limited eye movements would allow them, and then looked towards the costume they were holding. "What's that?" They asked. "Is that something from Project A-ko?"
Nausea began to hit the man as he began thinking back to that day, a noticeable grimace on his face as he gripped the fabric of another outfit rather tightly. He felt as though he was going to overthink himself into a panic attack, until Nace snapped him out of his current train of thought by tossing a outfit over to him. The man stumbled in an attempt to catch it, and barely managed to hold onto it. Nace hadn't seemed to be looking his way, and while it was unsure if the outfit choice was intentional or not, Amil burst into laughter. He strolled back towards Nace and gave him a peck on the cheek. "Aaaaw how cute. You were listening~" He chuckled lightly as he walked towards the dressing rooms. "Although, I'm not sure it's MY style, but I'll try it on anyways!" He giggled again as he closed the curtains behind him. The costume fit rather well due to the man's incredibly thin physique to which he grinned at the results. He turned around a couple times, making sure the costume was adjusted correctly before walking out of the dressing room and back towards Nace. " Hmmmm...How did their phrase go again?" He called out. "I think it was something like..." {Spoiler - Click to View}  "In the name of the moon, I will punish you~!" |
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Post by ChibiGissy on Apr 26, 2016 21:26:55 GMT -6
"Thanks!" Aberdeen chimed, happily. The suit fit rather well, and unless they found something else in the store in higher quality, they'd likely take this one home. They walked back behind the curtains, changing as quickly as possible back into their current date attire, holding the 'leather' suit in arm. The fighter looked towards Maicy, looking as happy as their limited eye movements would allow them, and then looked towards the costume they were holding. "What's that?" They asked. "Is that something from Project A-ko?" "O-oh! Yeah, it kinda is." Maicy responded as she looked at her costume "I was surprised that I was able to find a costume like it." She then look back up at Aberdeen with a smile. "Well, since you're done, I guess it's my turn~." Maicy went into one of the dressing. She took off her current date clothing so she will be about to wear her costume. Once she is finished changing but there's one thing that made her a little anxious of a couple of moments.  " My skirt is smaller." This is something Maicy isn't really used to, given from middle school up until now, she usually wears a lot of modest clothing. However, now is not the time to worry. It's all meant in fun. So, Maicy snapped out of her small anxiety and walked out of dressing room. She spun around a bit because cosplaying as a character she likes is pretty exciting. "I'm all done~" Maicy chimed "How do I look, Aberdeen?" |
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Post by Emily on Apr 26, 2016 21:34:40 GMT -6
"I like this one!" He proclaimed, snatching the first thing he came in contact with that was a full body suit. It looked like an awful bootleg version of Darth Vader. Alraada snickered. What a fool! Does he not know the gravity of going as a bootlegged character to a convention? 'tis blasphemy! Well, she didn't understand the gravity of said situation herself, as she had never set foot in a convention before. She just occasionally threw shit together from her closet to make a pseudo-cosplay, while admiring actual cosplayers from afar. "You wanna be Darth Vader? I don't blame ya, but you're looking in the wrong place." She scanned the store and gestured towards a shelf which had Star Wars related costumes. "Maybe check out over there?" She tapped her chin after thinking for a moment. epiphany!!! "I haven't actually watched the show myself, but as a backup you can maybe try for a power ranger of some kind? They seem to be up your alley. Fashion wise, anyways." Cheri quickly made their way to Galystris' side as Iksel engaged with his soulmate. They nervously looked around the shop, particularly for Nace and Amil but also for any other wandering eyes that wouldn't be as accepting. "H-hi..." They said, still peaking around. Galystris looked down at their partner with a light smile. Oh well, she'd have to save her meanness for a later date. Not the best day to wear one of her favorite shirts(a tank top with the word "Asshole" in bold print on it). Patted Cheri on the back. "I'm glad you were able to come out without hiding. Like I said yesterday, everyone has their steps to overcoming fear." She whispered just audibly enough for Cheri to hear. Her instructor would have most likely slapped her for being so easy on this person, but this was her soulmate, after all. "So, is there anything you'd like to cosplay at all? There isn't anything in particular that I'm into in this sort of genre of entertainment." She said. Unless she was cosplaying as George Orwell, she did not see herself dressing up. |
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Post by titee on Apr 26, 2016 22:22:54 GMT -6
"I'm sure I will, don't worry. How about you go pick out something you want, I'll play along," Iksel said, though in truth the event spark little of his interest, having never picked up a comic a day in his life besides the ones that came packaged with toys. The seditary life of a geek never interested the surfer, how they had the patience to sit down and play games for hours or read comics was beyond him.
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Cheri was about to open their mouth to protest, that were was a very good reason for why they were in hiding, but their partner's quick shift in topic silenced them. Cheri peered at the costumes lining the walls, trying to see exactly what the store had to offer... besides mass produced disappointment.
"I'll probably just wear a coord tomorrow. A lot of people wear jfash to cons," Cheri said, not realizing the terminology they were using was anything out of the norm. They walked over to a frilly lace monstrosity. To the untrained eye it was lolita just like they were wearing.
But to Cheri is was hideous.
The fabric was so poor quality that the print, which was a disaster in itself, bled and the over done lace was of very poor quality.
Also, were those cheap plastic buttons?
"The stuff here is kinda... low quality."
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Post by LadyAurablade on Apr 27, 2016 1:40:52 GMT -6
Grumbling a bit, he followed after his partner and stared up at the various french maid and waitress outfits, less than thrilled by the selection. But with Alti's surprisingly strong reaction to him wearing the skirted sailorwear, he had a feeling his partner would be really into it. Taking a gander at the various forms of what he considered to be slightly longer fetishwear, nose wrinkled as his fingers ran across the irritating-looking lace. "Christ do people actually wear these around? In public?" He tugged what could only be described in his mind as a 'French maid' outfit, the costume's hanger swinging a few times as it dangled from his fingers in front of his body. "Because I'm pretty sure these are breaking some sort of dress code," he snickered. Despite the deplorable fabric quality, at least the details hid the cheap base with distracting ribbons and embroidery. A butler outfit caught his eye, Cyrus going to reach for the more covering and handsome outfit, and despite it being 'costume quality', well at least it looked like real clothes. "I'unno, maybe?" he responded, his hands running disinterestedly against the cheap fabric. Honestly, this was all just horrendous. He could easily make some of these dresses and even go as far as to make them at least ten times better, or at least that's what he boasted in his thoughts. Redesigning would surely take a while to do with time he just didn't have at the moment, so he put up with this for now, already missing the touch of his clothes that he left behind in the changing room. Besides, even with how bad the garb looked, his soulmate looked pretty damn great in what they chose so far (which was quite the pleasant surprise), so he wanted to keep going. Grabbing one of the maid costumes off its rack, he eyed the moderate use of lace and other froofy embellishments and thought it to be just perfect --for lack of a better term-- for the scientist to don next. He turned to present his findings to Cyrus.... only to see the other reach for another bland uniform again! Like, are you fucking kidding me? he thought, wrinkling his nose and childishly puffing out his cheeks as he pointed to the butler cosplay as if it were poison. {Spoiler - Click to View} "What the-! What do you think you're doing?" he spat, gripping the maid costume's hanger. |
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Post by not u on Apr 27, 2016 2:01:12 GMT -6
He turned to present his findings to Cyrus.... only to see the other reach for another bland uniform again! Like, are you fucking kidding me? he thought, wrinkling his nose and childishly puffing out his cheeks as he pointed to the butler cosplay as if it were poison. "What the-! What do you think you're doing?" he spat, gripping the maid costume's hanger. Alti's sudden upset caused Cyrus to look back at him over his shoulder in surprise. The puffed cheeks, the wrinkled nose, he's so damn offended by this thing, he snickered to himself. "Jesus Christ, what is with you and uniforms!?" he chuckled, swinging the butler uniform down off the rack despite his partner's protests. With the presence of ribbons and embroidery he could only assume this was based off some sort of character and not just a generic uniform, although quite frankly he had absolutely no idea. Holding it up in front of him, the scientist straightened up his posture and smirked at Alti. "Maybe you should give them a chance I mean, shitty material aside, is this reaaaally so different from what I wore during the first date?" He hummed and tipped his head to the side. "Hmmmm... with how thirsty you've been, I bet you one sexual favor of your choosing that I'll look good in it. And," he grabbed a somewhat similar one in red and black, tossing it at Alti so that it draped across his head. "that you'll look good in it too," he snickered, crossing his arms with the costume in his grasp. "Whaddya think? It's not like we have to buy it, this is a game after all." |
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Post by ChibiGissy on Apr 27, 2016 7:00:03 GMT -6
"I'm sure I will, don't worry. How about you go pick out something you want, I'll play along," Iksel said, though in truth the event spark little of his interest, having never picked up a comic a day in his life besides the ones that came packaged with toys. The seditary life of a geek never interested the surfer, how they had the patience to sit down and play games for hours or read comics was beyond him. "Okay." And so, Piami looked around to find the costume she wanted. It was a bit of a long search since the hot new anime is Attack on Titan, which is putting Clannad a little bit under the radar but in the end, she found it. The uniform, the wooden star-fish ( Well.... kind of wooden... it's more of a plastic that tried to emulate the wooden texture... let's go with that...), and even the party hat Fuko wears during one of the final episodes of her arc (as well as whenever she randomly appears in the anime). This is perfect! "I found what I was looking for~!" Piami chimed "I gotta try this on!" And with that, Piami went into one of the dressing rooms to change from her clothes she is wearing for the current date to the costume. She put on the uniform and the party hat. After that, Piami held onto the "wooden" starfish. With that, she got out to show how she looks. "Fuko has arrived!" Piami exclaimed, cheerfully. "So, how do I look?" |
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Post by cassiroll on Apr 27, 2016 21:28:17 GMT -6
"I haven't actually watched the show myself, but as a backup you can maybe try for a power ranger of some kind? They seem to be up your alley. Fashion wise, anyways." "Power ranger?" Vale laughed from the floor as he started to crawl under the costume rack, obscuring himself from view even more. "You mean what that scientist always calls me? No thanks." He replaced the costume and started moving down the row, causing the costumes to ruffle wherever he went. Only his hands and feet could be seen. "But perhaps you're right. Darth Vader doesn't really suit me." Vale stopped in the superhero section he'd been eyeing from the beginning of their encounter. He pulled off a Spiderman costume from the rack, stretching the fabric in his hands. It was of decent quality in comparison to the other outfits he'd literally brushed past on the journey over. He smiled to himself as memories of dressing up as Captain America and Batman as a child flooded his mind. The fond glimmer only lasted for a moment though, replaced by disgust as he put the costume back on the rack. "I don't think I could really pull off a hero," He said dryly. "Perhaps the Hulk is something I'm more suited for." The idea would have been more comical if it weren't for all the parallels between the two of them. He slid back out from the rack of costumes, remaining sitting on the floor in front of the rows of nostalgia. A sigh left his lips as he reached up and ran his fingers over a few other costumes. Darth Vader suited him more than these did now.
Nace initially laughed when his partner came out of the dressing room, but stifled it quickly. "Sexy as hell, babe," He wrapped his arms Amil and spun him around. "You can punish me all you want~." He drew his partner back into the dressing room and slid the curtain closed behind him. ~*~*~*~*~*~*TIMESKIP IN THE NAME OF THE MOON~*~*~**~*~*~*~ Nace cracked his neck as he exited the dressing room, a stupid smirk on his face despite the new bleeding bite mark on his neck. He'd managed to get a few nips in this time himself. "It's about time I tried on something," He snickered, looking around at the other costumes. He pulled up a similar costume to the one Amil was wearing and stepped back into the dressing room, stepping out a few minutes later."I don't think this works half as good as it does on you," He leaned heavily against the wall and blew Amil a kiss. "But at least we match now." |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Apr 27, 2016 21:52:39 GMT -6
This is something Maicy isn't really used to, given from middle school up until now, she usually wears a lot of modest clothing. However, now is not the time to worry. It's all meant in fun. So, Maicy snapped out of her small anxiety and walked out of dressing room. She spun around a bit because cosplaying as a character she likes is pretty exciting. "I'm all done~" Maicy chimed "How do I look, Aberdeen?" Aberdeen's head flushed a light pink as Maicy stepped out of the dressing room. They giggled lightly and tried to make their eyes look as happy as possible to reflect their emotion. "Wow! You look really cute!" They chimed. "That costume really suits you!" Aberdeen looked around the area, trying to see if they could spot the helmet they needed when a certain couple started going at it in the dressing room. Aberdeen's aura erupted into a bright pink, immediately getting flustered by the moans and groans coming from the changing area. "Oh my god!" They grumbled as they stormed off, trying to drown out the noises by thinking of something else.
Amil giggled as Nace spun him around, his mood changing at his partner's approval with his outfit. As Nace dragged him into the dressing room, his jovial smile became a much more sensual one. -------------------------------------- The man stepped out of the room, legs wobbling slightly at how Nace had his way with him. B+ he thought to himself as his partner grabbed an outfit and ran off into the dressing room. While Nace was changing, Amil ran his fingers along the newly formed bite marks and scratches covering his body, slightly tarnishing the Sailor outfit he was wearing. "Guess I outta buy this..." He muttered to himself. "Not that I'm complaining~" When Nace stepped out in his newly dawned outfit, the man's face lit up. He walked over to his partner and leaned up against him, going in for a much more passionate kiss than the one Nace had blown over to him. "Well, if you ask me, I think you look absolutely stunning~" He chimed as he kissed the fresh bite wound on Nace's neck. "I reeeeeally like that outfit on you~" Amil pulled at the skirt Nace was wearing, thoroughly pleased at how small it was compared to the man's stature, as it was clearly meant for a less bulky individual. |
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Post by ChibiGissy on Apr 27, 2016 22:24:36 GMT -6
Maicy blushed at what Aberdeen.
"Th-Thanks Aberdeen" she chimed.
And with that, Maicy went back into the changing room and changed back into her current date clothing. Once she got out, however, "business" sounds were being made.
Are
You
fucking
KIDDING ME?!?!?
Maicy raised up her arms and just said.
"I'm done....I'm done!!"
She stormed away from the mamal business. Maicy does not have time for this bullshit.
"I know I was supposed to get the red wig but fuck it!"
Maicy is not happy. At all. She tries to cool down, take a deep breath, and try catch up to Aberdeen.
"Hey Aberdeen, I'm catching up. I don't wanna stick around to that mess over there."
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Giaile just got back from an stressful phone call from her boss, telling her that she should be more professional when it comes to protecting Piami. Once she got to the dressing rooms, however, it seems someone turned on the Discovery Channel and turned on the wrong show. The worse part. Piami is nearby. Scowling, Giaile walked over and grabbed onto Piami's hand before Iksel would say anything about Piami's cosplay.
"Huh?"
"C'mon, Miss Piami! You'll change into your own clothes in the bathroom."
Before Giaile left, she grabbed Piami looked at Iksel, trying to look less angry than before. As much as she does not care for Piami's soulmate, she's only saying this to so he can be spared.
"Unless you want to stay here, it's best to follow us."
And with that, Giaile walked away with Piami towards the bathroom.
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Post by LadyAurablade on Apr 27, 2016 22:35:55 GMT -6
Alti's sudden upset caused Cyrus to look back at him over his shoulder in surprise. The puffed cheeks, the wrinkled nose, he's so damn offended by this thing, he snickered to himself. "Jesus Christ, what is with you and uniforms!?" he chuckled, swinging the butler uniform down off the rack despite his partner's protests. With the presence of ribbons and embroidery he could only assume this was based off some sort of character and not just a generic uniform, although quite frankly he had absolutely no idea. Holding it up in front of him, the scientist straightened up his posture and smirked at Alti. "Maybe you should give them a chance I mean, shitty material aside, is this reaaaally so different from what I wore during the first date?" He hummed and tipped his head to the side. "Hmmmm... with how thirsty you've been, I bet you one sexual favor of your choosing that I'll look good in it. And," he grabbed a somewhat similar one in red and black, tossing it at Alti so that it draped across his head. "that you'll look good in it too," he snickered, crossing his arms with the costume in his grasp. "Whaddya think? It's not like we have to buy it, this is a game after all." "I don't have a problem with uniforms that aren't shit!" he snapped back, stamping a foot down as he swooshed the maid uniform off to his side, the initial shock from the scientist's rather bold move fizzling back into general frustration as he stared the man down. First the monstrosity that was the plain black jacket devoid of any quality or charm, and now this thing, which basically looked like a stretched-out version of said uniform, but with lame-looking coattails and some shoddy suit chains attached to make it look.... classy? Pfft. He had way better suits lined up back home! "Yes, it is! That was tailored by a professional, not by some lazy company who main concern is quantity instead of quality!" he whined with a pout, crossing his arms in disapproval of his soulmate's ignorance. "That one looked so cute on you...... I know this one won't. I just know it!" Alti stared at the costume still in his hand, a bit embarrassed at how he was technically defending it despite it also being shittily made like the thrown-together pieces of "fabric" in his soulmate's grasp. He tossed it back with the others, about to reach over to snatch the butler costume from Cyrus when the man spoke up again, this time about a challenge. Slowly, his frown curled up into a broken smirk, his mixed feelings about the situation now made apparent on his face as the scientist went on to explain the stakes of their bet. He attempted to part his lips to protest, but another bold move from Cyrus sent a similarly tacky outfit flying his way, all hope of reasoning now shoved out the window. "OH, YOU'RE ON! Let's do it!" he blurted after tearing the red suit from his face, a smug look replacing the melancholy one from a second ago. "And when I win, you're gonna get rid of Ground Rule #2 for the night!" He snickered wickedly, still a little bit sore on the idea of wearing this trash. But he figured if he was gonna suffer, then the scientist had too, as well. |
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Post by not u on Apr 27, 2016 23:06:17 GMT -6
"Yes, it is! That was tailored by a professional, not by some lazy company who main concern is quantity instead of quality!" he whined with a pout, crossing his arms in disapproval of his soulmate's ignorance. "That one looked so cute on you...... I know this one won't. I just know it!" Cyrus sneered at Alti's highbrow snootiness in terms of fabric. After a few years of living off thrift store clothing and the lost and found, the scientist's tolerance to shitty fabrics had certainly been raised far above that of his partner's. "Of course these weren't tailored by a professional, they're factory crap like Halloween costumes and you gotta make the most of them! Welcome to the world of mass produced clothes!" He couldn't help but be amused as he continued to push Alti's buttons, the shit-eating grin apparent on his face as his partner continued to gripe and groan about the outfits. But that grin just grew even wider once the other man's annoyed expression melted away into a snide grimace at his following proposal. "OH, YOU'RE ON! Let's do it!" he blurted after tearing the red suit from his face, a smug look replacing the melancholy one from a second ago. "And when I win, you're gonna get rid of Ground Rule #2 for the night!" He snickered wickedly, still a little bit sore on the idea of wearing this trash. But he figured if he was gonna suffer, then the scientist had too, as well. The scientist raised an eyebrow and ran the past several day's events through his head, recalling the 'ground rules' he'd set on the plane. He paused for a moment before smirking widely, clicking his tongue and rolling his head to the side as he mulled over Rule Two. "Fine," he finally replied and waved his hand. "And when I win, I've got a couple more... restrictive ideas in mind," he winked, readjusting his grip on the amalgamation of $1 a yard fabric and gesturing towards the changing rooms with the tilt of his head. "So let the games begin~" |
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Post by LadyAurablade on Apr 28, 2016 1:45:51 GMT -6
He paused for a moment before smirking widely, clicking his tongue and rolling his head to the side as he mulled over Rule Two. "Fine," he finally replied and waved his hand. "And when I win, I've got a couple more... restrictive ideas in mind," he winked, readjusting his grip on the amalgamation of $1 a yard fabric and gesturing towards the changing rooms with the tilt of his head. "So let the games begin~" Alti's grin stretched wider, nodding at his partner when the other gestured over to where their game would start. Without warning, just to catch his soulmate off-guard for a bit, Alti walked over to the man's side, hoisted him up in his arms without breaking a sweat, and carried the scientist bridal-style all the way over to his changing room. Only catching a few brightly-colored splotches in his peripherals without really registering them as anything, Alti set his partner down before grabbing onto the curtain between them and knocking on his skull a few times to tease him. He swished it closed and went over a door down to where he last changed. One good look at the clothes he came into the store with and then one to the layered "garment" draped over his arm brought a rather un-shocking realization to the forefront: He was not going to win. Slowly and sadly, Alti unzipped the catsuit and slid it off, grimacing as he began the grueling process of slipping on the long-sleeved shirt that, despite being marked "his size", was actually very loose-fitting. Ugh. Next came the trousers, which just like the top, also provided him with way more wiggle room than he ever would've actually needed. They only served to make him miss his own pants, to which he sighed loudly. Then came the vest and other accessories attached! Crappy fabric aside, why was this outfit so.... sheilding? Not a single inch of skin, save for the ones on his hands, face, neck were exposed in this thing. It felt so odd! He could at least forgive it some if it actually fit, but it didn't even do that for him. And then to add insult to injury, there was a jacket still waiting for him! At this point, it didn't even matter that the garment was in his favorite colors; this was just plain insulting, but he knew that if he didn't wear it(and didn't work it), that goddamn scientist in the next room over would win, and he couldn't have that! So, in a form of protest, Alti put the coat on, but let it hang halfway up his arms. If only he knew that this was exactly the way the costume's character wore it, then he probably would've swallowed his pride and lifted it. This time, the curtain rings dragged across the rail, Alti emerging from the room several seconds later as he needed time to compose himself and attempt to suppress all the anger he was currently feeling. Too bad his "act" wasn't all too convincing. Just sorta came across as "flustered", if not "irritated".
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Post by not u on Apr 28, 2016 2:47:56 GMT -6
Alti's grin stretched wider, nodding at his partner when the other gestured over to where their game would start. Without warning, just to catch his soulmate off-guard for a bit, Alti walked over to the man's side, hoisted him up in his arms without breaking a sweat, and carried the scientist bridal-style all the way over to his changing room. Only catching a few brightly-colored splotches in his peripherals without really registering them as anything, Alti set his partner down before grabbing onto the curtain between them and knocking on his skull a few times to tease him. With a small yelp escaping his lips, Cyrus found himself whisked off his feet and back to the changing room by his partner, the scientist wobbling as he was plopped back down on his feet and lightly knocked on the head. With a chuckle, he stuck his tongue out and waved his partner off before whisking the curtain fabric shut with a sense of conviction. Carefully he slid out of the tight cat suit, wiggling his arms out of the pleather fabric before pushing it down and off. And piece by piece, he took the sweatshop labor costume and slid it on, trying to straighten out some of the wrinkles in the thin jacket. Despite the lack of shape present in the jacket and blouse, the scientist was determined to make it work. Tucking in the blouse, and tugging the fabric at the sides and back of the jacket to give it more shape, he pinned it down in place with his arms. After one final look over in the mirror and a satisfied expression on his face, pretty damn sure I won, he stepped out of the changing room. "There. It ain't so bad, just needs some pinning and voila! Serviceable factory costume." "OK, I'm done." he muttered with a low growl. He honestly didn't even look all that bad. His partner on the other hand looked extremely irritated as he stood outside the changing room with a scowl on his face, Cyrus chuckling and tilting his head. Looking Alti over, besides the bagginess on the blouse and the half-hearted attempt to avoid putting on the jacket properly, he still looked rather nice. "It's kinda big but you look pretty cute in a button up~" he winked. "So what's the pissy face for~?" {Spoiler - Click to View}  |
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Post by LadyAurablade on Apr 28, 2016 18:00:35 GMT -6
After one final look over in the mirror and a satisfied expression on his face, pretty damn sure I won, he stepped out of the changing room. "There. It ain't so bad, just needs some pinning and voila! Serviceable factory costume." His partner on the other hand looked extremely irritated as he stood outside the changing room with a scowl on his face, Cyrus chuckling and tilting his head. Looking Alti over, besides the bagginess on the blouse and the half-hearted attempt to avoid putting on the jacket properly, he still looked rather nice. "It's kinda big but you look pretty cute in a button up~" he winked. "So what's the pissy face for~?" Alti whipped his head back to face the scientist's gaze with a look of pure shock on his face from the man's question. A pissy face? What? He could've sworn he was smiling! Usually, he was rather skilled with his pretending (made it real easy to manipulate people), but for some reason, defiling his image still proved to a great weakness to him. Definitely was the case yesterday, but he shook the thought away. At least those were his own clothes he was wearing at the time. This was just pitiful, but the scientist couldn't know that! He blinked a few times before trying his act again, this time forcing a smile that, had the moment not been so awkward for such a grin, could've almost been mistaken for genuine. Great. "Hm? What 'pissy' face?" he chimed through his lies as he gestured to his costume, "I look way more than just 'cute' in this thing! A better word would be 'amazing', daaaaarling!" He spun around once as he continued to boast, his eyes making the conscious effort to not look down at the outfit or any mirrors nearby while he spat out more fibs. No way he was gonna lose that easily. " Soooooo amazing, that I bet I just put that sorry character to shame just by slipping it on! So much more than you ever could!" Alti pointed at the butler, scoffing internally at how dumb the matching outfits made the both of them look. He still didn't dare look down. "If you ask me, I say I won this thing after all - aHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!" he cackled. |
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