[This is absolutely accidental because Lily would never ever ever flaunt such a costume in public, but hey, at least she's in the spirit of Halloween? Network, have a very red faced Witch wearing this and looking at herself in the mirror.]

This is far too short. What was I thinking? [She tugs on the hem, biting her lip.] Maybe if I wore a skirt with it, but would that get in the way of the tail?

[And she turns to look at said tail, unaware that all of her motions are being recorded.]

Merlin, tights would be better than nothing...

[ When the camera turns on, it reveals Rudy, looking more than just a little cross, and just a bit peaky. ]

All right, all right! Come on out with it, now. Who the fuck is the owner of the fucking monstrosity that did this to me!?

[ Rudy pulls the camera back to reveal a rather nasty and large bite to his arm, at least according to the fact that the bandage takes up almost his entire forearm. ]

Just got meself out of the hospital.. Couldn't explain it. No one wanted to believe that a fuckin' massive bloody dinosaur wanted t'eat me! Nooo, 'course no one wants t'believe old Rudy. He just makes shit up! There's no dinosaurs on this weird fuckin' island where literally anything can happen at any fucking time it wants to! No! That'd be ridiculous, wouldn't it? For Christ's sake.. When I find the fucker who let this fucking lizard out, I'm gonna cut your bollocks off and shove 'em up your nose. Y'hear me, mate?

Is nobody else going to mention it? Do I have to be that guy?

[ Oh hey. It's Spider-man, upside down. Turning the camera off himself and showing off some nice claw marks in the side of whatever building he's hanging off then recording the street. Somebody's ripped shirt over there. A trail of fur there. Some more claw marks. A broken window. ]

So. Werewolves.

Are we not talking about this either?

So protip for those of you who encounter bats: They don't like buckets. Don't worry. I got my rabies shot and I think I'll be okay. It doesn't even hurt much anymore.

On the plus side, the bats are kinda cool for Halloween, right? And speaking of Halloween, I need RSVP for the party on Thursday night. I need to know how much beer and snacks to buy.

And Nathan? Think you could come over for a while? I need your help deciding which dress looks best with which stockings. I promise you can help me out of them when I'm done trying them on. Also, I'm starving.

Look, I'm really not the best vampire, but I have been one for a few years now. If you need advice, just uh... Comment here? I'll try to help if I can.

If I can't help, maybe you can ask Marceline, but she's got a weird idea of food, so don't take that advice. Trust me, eating the color red doesn't actually work. Ugh, I wanna barf just thinking about it.

Gwen, Jack, it'll be just the two of you at the New Brew for the next few days.  I'm trying the next stage of my physical therapy, and it's probably going to leave me too tired to be up during the afternoon, even wired on espresso.

On the plus side, after that I should be up for good.

In celebration of getting off crutches and braces, I'm going to go dancing, just as soon as I feel up to it.  Anyone want to come with me?

[Locked to Vigilance]

 Effective immediately I'm resuming my patrol routes.  Batgirl, Supergirl, I'm sure neither of you would admit needing or wanting time off, but at least with me carrying my own weight you should be able to call it a night by 2 or 3 AM instead of 4 or 6.  I'll be taking it easy at first, but I've been up on the rooftops on my own time a couple different times now, and it's been working pretty well.

Calling the police department directly for your lycanthropic or vampiric and/or bat or wolf related problems is currently ill advised. Contacting the department directly for unrelated emergencies is also ill advised.

And contacting directly in general.
Dispatch is being particularly creepy and I would rather cut that off before they send out anyone equally as creepy.

Please add the extension #876 for officer O'Toole, who will then put me on the line because he's not nearly as useful.

Okay so I figured, now that I'm officially out of the ball pit (and also officially the king of Pilgrim Assassin!!) I should probably go check out my new housing assignment, right?? But like I went up to the third floor of West and there was a LOT of very loud and intense noise and this sign on the door:



So uh if anyone wants to help me move my stuff in I could use some help. Like maybe a lot of help.