First on October 27th, Katie and I went out to a bar with Mike and Lauralye. This was sort of last minute thing as Mike and Lauralye were unsure if they’d be able to make it. As such my costume wasn’t nearly as cool as I wanted it to be. Now I wouldn’t even mention this weekend if not for two particular occurrences. First this is what Katie wore:
While that may not seem to be a big deal, when you know Katie’s personality you know it’s very out of character for her to wear something like that. We never pinned down what she was supposed to be. We thought of “demony chick,” “Red Ridding Hood’s Evil Twin,” and Mike’s favorite, “Slutty Slut.” Personally I didn’t care what she called it, I just called it “Hot!”
Now here’s a group picture of all of us. I was a Sith Lord (again, missing a lot of stuff I wanted for the costume), Mike was a Ninja, specifically his alter ego, Vomitron, this is important for later, and Lauralye was Drunko the Clown.
Now here’s a group picture of all of us. I was a Sith Lord (again, missing a lot of stuff I wanted for the costume), Mike was a Ninja, specifically his alter ego, Vomitron, this is important for later, and Lauralye was Drunko the Clown.
And now the second reason I’m even mentioning this evening: Mike and Lauralye pre-gamed at my place to save money at the bar. On the drive to said bar it started to become obvious to everyone, including Mike, that the booze was starting to hit him way harder than we planned. When we made it to the bar Mike had already switched to Vomitron mode and within the span of two hours had only 2-3 drinks and was starting to stumble around drunk coming very close to getting us kicked out. Fortunately J was there so he was able to help us convince V-Tron that we needed to go home (this of course took another half hour).
Him being as trashed as he was, and Lauralye in no condition to drive herself (though she was at least coherent) they crashed at our place, Lauralye on our ridiculously comfortable couch, and Mike/Vomitron on an inflatable mattress. I even gave him a bucket in case he needed to hurl. When we made our way downstairs they had left (which we heard earlier) and while the bucket was empty, Mike had already done his best to clean up the signature hot pink stomach churn from our sheets and placed them in a plastic bag.
Thanks V-TRON!
So the weekend after that we went to some friends for a party. Katie dressed as a nerd, and I again as a Sith Lord. However this time I was ready. Behold:
The lightsabers are a Darth Maul toy I purchased years ago that while I was out of town, Mike accidentally broke over J’s forearm. I wanted to use them because the telescoping blades actually lock in instead of extending all the time. Also I didn’t want to carry them all the time, so I built a harness for them. I bought a belt for a tool belt and found some clips for mounting electrical piping and then found corner boxes for electrical piping to screw them on to. I lucked out in that these boxes had removable backs that I then slid the belt through. The harness turned out better than I could have imagined, hence my joy of sharing it. I then purchased some “Knight Leg Guards” and spray painted them black, as well as a flowing black cloak that looks perfect. To top it off and give myself that Sith edge, I painted a black and red line around the edge of my face to allow for this back story for the costume.
Name: Darth Zod (that’s right, I slipped in a Superman reference, too)
Story: My first mission as a Sith Lord was to kill a Jedi Knight. As sign of my devotion to my dark art I killed him, cut off his face and then cut off my own, replacing it with his.
Good times were had by all.
