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Shout At The Devil! [Halloween Party] Band members and friends invited

Zack had decided that he wanted to do something for Halloween now that he'd gotten his new costume and being a Spider-Man fan he'd gone for a Spider-Punk costume straight from his comics. He'd gotten it at a local comic store down on the Strip and couldn't wait to show Damien because he knew the Dog didn't have comics or anything fun back in Hunger City. Zack now pleased that he'd arranged a Halloween Party for the band members, their friends and family to attend inside the communal area of the apartments. It was the biggest space and there was a bar all stocked up with spooky drinks, alcoholic and non-alcoholic alike.

It would be a blast!

There were even spooky snacks with crisps and chips shaped like bats, ghosts and pumpkins. There were even actual pumpkins on a table for those who wished to carve a pumpkin alone or with friends. Zack had tried to make it accessible for all, those who wished to party and get drunk and those who wanted to do non-boozy activities too.

As for costumes---they were optional but preferred.

"Ok, I think that's it. Everyone should be arriving soon."

Zack looking around the room and hoping everyone would like what he had set-up with help from some of the others of course.

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Before the City Charms show, Jake had invited both Dee and Jay to the apartments. Truth be told, they felt a little awkward intruding on the biggest collection of musicians (local and visiting) in their literal homes. But a halloween party seemed the perfect time to mix and mingle.

Anyone who got a hold of a demo for The Prophet would recognize them from the artwork. Both Dee and Jay looked like they crawled out of a post-apocalyptic rock and roll fantasy - studded leather, hair teased, face marked with war paint. (something sort of like this)

Whether they’d gone to the right address was quickly answered by the sheer amount of noise already coming from the complex.

“I’ve got a good feeling about this.” Dee smiled, looking up at his fiancé, who was pushing his wheelchair across the parking lot.

“Let’s have some fun tonight.” He smiled.

Zack was soon to spot some people coming across from the parking lot as he glanced out of his balcony window to see who'd be showing up. Always a good bet to look into the parking lot first to see if people were coming back from the Strip or from being out for the day. At least it had given Zack time to set everything up. The people in the lot though---two guys and one pushing another in a wheelchair---he didn't recognise them but they were dressed up and coming this way. Surely, they were for the party!

The young drummer now heading down to greet the two, wanting to know who they were and if they were relations or friends of other band members. Zack now testing out his Spider-Punk costume, giving a few big strides, feeling the elastic stretch and work around his legs.

"Hello, are you coming to the Halloween party tonight?"

Zack looked to the guy pushing the wheelchair first and then the guy sat down.

They were, indeed, dressed to impress.

Despite being extremely thin, the one in the wheelchair somehow still managed to look imposing in his leather vest. He could definitely pass for the charismatic leader of a rock rebellion - some kind of secret weapon born to be underestimated. The one pushing the chair had a more medieval look to his character. His leather looked almost like vestments. A couple of flasks in the shape of potion bottles dangled from his belt.

It was Dee that spoke first. His voice was smooth, almost melodic. “We are. I’m not sure if we’ve met?”

He wasn’t sure who was under the Spiderman mask. And neither was Jay.

A party with their many rockstar friends? No way was Minoru going to miss that. He was even able to drag Isamu out of the lab. (But apparently not out of a lab coat.)

As the door opened, Minoru waved and grinned. “Check it out! I’m Frankenstein!”

It was a classic monster costume, green face paint, the stereotypical bolts on the side of the neck, the suit Ziggy made for him hanging open.

“For the last time, you are not Frankenstein. I am Frankenstein. Frankenstein was name of the doctor, not the monster.” Isamu insisted, proving that he was, in fact, in a costume.

Given that the only difference between his Dr. Frankenstein costume and his normal attire was how messed up his hair was, it would be easy to think he just came straight from a long day at IRIS.

Damien had helped with the decorations and brought Jack's children since Rekker had agreed to take them out trick or treating with his students earlier in the evening. Damien didn't have a costume but at some point Aarne Aarne had put some cat ears on his head. He didn't argue. There was no point.

He came up to find Zack first with a well deserved drink. "I took care of all the high up decorations you asked me to." Damien accepted that his ability to climb and his height meant he was often recruited to decorate.

Jake was a vampire, Dracula of course, and covered in an excessive amount of blood. Niko had all but poured it down the front of his body when he asked for help getting dressed. He has two pairs of fangs tonight and prosthetics for his ears as well as eerily red eyed contacts in.

"Dr Frankenstein and Adam!" Jake's always excited to see people try classics. Jake had no idea that Isamu was in his normal clothing, more or less.

Jack hadn't seen his sister yet tonight, nor is he in costume, though he does look scuffed up and a little dirtier than usual. Things had been a little rough in Hunger City earlier in the day and there wasn't an opportunity to bathe. However, as he walked in he got compliments on his 'costume' and decided that a shower could wait.

While waiting for the elevator in the lobby he saw the two coming toward the door with a wheelchair. It was instinct to abandon the elevator to get the door for them. His own child needed this sort of assistance and he didn't recognize these people. Were they new? Jack was already trying to imagine who they might be related to given their looks. Maybe the Harpers or maybe they weren't related to anyone at all.

Zack realised he was wearing a Spider-Man mask and that people who didn't know his voice wouldn't be able to recognise who he was. The drummer pulling off his mask just so he could introduce himself to the new guys.

"We haven't. I'm Zack, the drummer for the Hell's Angels. That party organiser too."

The Brit smiling and putting out a hand towards the boy in the wheelchair first. It was cool that new people were joining the tour all the time or just coming to visit relatives.

"I like both your costumes."

"Thanks for putting up the high decorations. I couldn't reach even if I jumped."

Zack pushed some of his curls away from his face and leant up to kiss his tall boyfriend, before taking the drink offered to him. The Brit noticing the cat ears now sat atop the Dog's head. Was this Aarne? It had to be. Who else would put cat ears on someone's head? Zack pointed to the ears smirking.

"Aarne? They are cute but really they should be dogs ears since you're a Dog."

Sven had heard about the Halloween party being put on inside the communal area and had gone to put together a costume because he couldn't miss out. No way. He had to dress up and impress Davy with his muscles of course.

"I have the POWER!"

The Swede now lifting up a prop sword dressed as non other than the movie version He-Man. He knew Davy would go weak at the knees in this costume, considering it was mostly a loincloth and boots. Laughing, he wondered who else would show up because Sven wanted to get trashed.

"Any time." He replied while pressing a kiss to Zack's cheek. He knew that Zack was going to have the time of his life tonight even if Damien wasn't very much into costumes.

"Aarne says it was because I land on my feet." Damien chuckled since Aarne had already given that excuse.

Davy had been fussing with his costume. He had hated the idea of Jake putting him into a vampire costume. That was until he saw what Jake had brought. He had refused to let him splatter blood on his face even if he gave in to wearing fangs.

Davy wasn't paying attention as he headed for the bar, fussing with the gloves. When he looked up and saw Sven he froze in place. Who the hell was responsible for that? Davy wanted to kick them with the high heels he was wearing.

Sven was ordering a round of drinks for himself and whoever else wanted a drink because this was funny as fuck. The drinks came out like steaming multi-coloured potions which were cool, all put inside cauldron-shaped glasses. Zack really did a good job getting the whole spooky theme going.

"Princess!"

The Swede turned around as soon as he saw Davy, apparently dressed like a gothic vampire. Or, at least, that's what Sven assumed. It was a cute get-up.

"I love your gothic get-up, sweets. Was this Jake's idea by any chance?"

Sven now slotting the big sword at his back in the holster.

Davy took a deep breath, sighed and rolled his eyes.

"How'd you guess?" Davy's words are slurred because he's still getting used to the fangs in his mouth even if they were comfortable. "Who convinced you to come in your underwear?" Davy was trying to be tarty about it but he's staring a little wide-eyed.

"Well, your cousin is obsessed with vampires and looks like one so I guessed."

Sven winked at Davy and pressed a kiss to the tarty boy's cheek. Oh, he was even wearing fangs in his mouth--so cute! The Swede flexed one of his biceps just because he could and then span around showing off his "costume."

"Fredrik got me the sword, Mikkel and Joey suggested I go as He-Man because I look a bit like him."

"He thinks he is one."

Davy let out a heavy breath at all the flexing. He had a love-hate feeling about seeing it right now. The custom fangs he had were just like Jake's and all he could think about was Jake encouraging him to bite Sven.

"I'm not surprised." He was going to give Joey hell when he got a hold of him.

Mick was busy adjusting his big belt buckle on his tight faded blue jeans as he walked into the communal area, looking around for others. His leather boots making a jingling noise with the spurs attached at the heel. He felt a little silly dressed up but then he did have the hat and boots already so made a good cowboy. For once he'd left his guitar safely back in it's case under his bed because cowboys didn't have electric guitars, did they? Instead, he had two prop guns holstered at either side of his hips slung on a bullet belt.

"I hope I don't look like a bloody fool wearing this get-up."

Mick mumbling to himself because Weird had told him to go as a cowboy along with Hans. It couldn't be that bad could it? The jeans were a bit on the snug side and he hoped he didn't split the seams when he sat down.

"Maybe he is. But then, you're a tarty princess who sleeps in a soft lavish bed like Sleeping Beauty."

Sven couldn't help but tease Davy playfully because the boy was always giving the Swede hell for making a mess in the bedroom and things. When didn't Davy tart? Of course the prissy guitarist was rolling his eyes and tarting already.

"Are you going to bite me with your fangs?"

"He sleeps in a coffin." Davy pointed out. "I'm not the one who sleeps all day in my lavish bed."

Davy wasn't above tarting over the teasing. He hated mess and Sven got hell over it quite a bit. He rolled his eyes.

"No." And walked away to get a drink.

"Wait? He does? Well fuck. I didn't think he'd go that far with the whole vampire thing. Well, whatever floats his boat, sweets."

Sven shrugged and didn't think too much of it if Jake was happy then who was he to judge the man. Didn't he have some young Finn following him around? Fredrik had noticed the boy close to Jake recently and had told Sven.

"No? Aw, don't be boring, honeycakes. It's a party and I thought you'd like to suck my---"

The Swede snorted a giggle and then went to pinch Davy on the ass.

Torden wasn't exactly in a costume. He was wearing one of the leather and chain outfits he had from modeling. For a moment, when he saw the outfit he thought it was Ollie until he saw the blonde hair under the hat.

"You look like my baby brother." Torden mentioned as he came up beside the Brit at the bar.

"He's all in." Davy liked Jake even if they annoyed the hell out of each other constantly.

That connotation. Davy spun on his heels so fast on Sven slapped him and then shoved him. "If you finish that sentence you can stay here and I'm going home."

This isn't tarty. Davy is pissed off and his eyes are wide from being scared. If he would have had a drink he probably would have thrown it at Sven.

"What? Oh, hey, mate."

Mick turned to see Torden now coming up to join him at the bar. The Dane looking as handsome and attractive as he usually did, mostly to his harem, who were probably around somewhere. The man was a model so Mick could understand that Torden's looks were what made him his money.

"Do you think these jeans are too bloody tight on my ass? I bought them in a cowboy shop down on the Strip and the bloke sold me a size too small I think."

The blond now turning around to show Torden what he thought with him being in modelling and things.

"Then, good luck to him. His make-up and props are really fucking good."

Sven nodded and then was taken aback at Davy's reaction. At how fucking strong it was. The Swede just stood there stunned for a moment or two, wondering what was going on. Sven had only suggested that Davy suck his cock for a joke and had expected a slap but a playful one, not this reaction.

"I'm sorry. Babe, are you alright?"

Had someone upset Davy? Is this why he was acting so upset? Fuck. The Swede frowned and went to hug his prissy princess.

Torden tried his best not to giggle at how lewdly tight the pants were. His brow rose up and he glanced around.

"Ziggy should like how they expose everything." Torden laughed a little even if he was trying not to. "No those how tight they're supposed to be."

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Shout At The Devil! [Halloween Party] Band members and friends invited

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Uchiwa twins are here too. :)

Damien (and you can assume Jack and any other of the Dogs)

You asked for this pulling out a classic movie monster.

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Zack meeting up with Damien

Sven mingling around the party at the bar dressed as He-Man

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Mick coming dressed as a cowboy (don't laugh)

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