Iyari had fled the strangeness of the Amityville campus, only to be called right back into it. Only this time the place she was going was the human world. It would be an easy task to get FEAR this way, but it required something she didn't like in the least bit.
A costume.
She had already miserably failed with the Halloweeners to make herself a costume, yet here she was again faced with the task. Though, she had learned a trick or two after experiencing the bitter failure of matching a costume before. This time she was going to be something that matched at least.
The War mare settled on the costume of a bloodied and torn up plush suit , with metal exposed and sharp teeth, but it was terrifying, if not a little cramped. Surely this time. No one would be here to tell her if it was right or wrong, but she moved through to a suburban area with large houses.
It was always the large houses that had the most people on this sort of night, after all.
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3-5: Your costume is pretty unsettling. You'd probably make a few people uncomfortable by simply existing. (1d10)