Among the rampaging children is a little half-drow girl dressed up as Cloud Strife. Her mom managed to get her hair spiked up and everything! She's got the cool outfit, the shoulder pauldron, and even a plastic buster sword! When she had asked Commander Wenomir about swords like that she had been informed that it wasn't a real sword and no one would use a sword like that.

BUT!

Lapis still thinks it makes for a really cool toy, she loves it!

She'll be careening around with the other children, playing, eating candy, and arguing about the rules for whatever game she and the other kids have made up on the spot.


[What's Up, Buttercup?]

"Okay! Everyone got their little iron armbands?" Buttercup asks, nearly vibrating with excitement. This was such a great costume idea and it would have been nearly impossible to pull off if not for the fact that they had gotten Buttercup'd. Further empirical evidence that being Buttercup is the best.

"I have mine," Buttercup says, tugging at it with her black-gloved hand.

"Yeah I'm good to go," Buttercup declares, hands on her hips and ready for action!

Buttercup, Buttercup, and Buttercup all look identical. Nymphs with the lower body of a spotted deer and the torso of an attractive human woman with cervine ears and little yellow flowers poking out of their hair. But tonight? TONIGHT they are Cerberus from Helltaker! They've painted their hair silvery white, put in some red cosmetic contact lenses, and attached fake devilish spade tails onto their actual tails. They're each wearing a snappy scarlet button-up shirt, black and grey pinstripe suit vests, and a black tie tucked into the vest. Black gloves and an iron armband wrapped in black velvet adorn their hands and upper arms. Around each of their (human) wastes they wear a black belt with a polished rectangular silver buckle. Finding black suit pants that fit their cervine lower bodies had been a giant pain but thankfully there are several specialty shops around Inside that cater exclusively to centaurs. It was just a matter of getting three sets of pants (calling them pants is... mostly right. They're more like a two piece suit, really, A jacket for the front legs and pants for the back legs but whatever! They look stylin'!).

"Alright Buttercups! Let's go enjoy a PARTY!" Buttercup says as and her two sisters hook their arms around each other's shoulders and lower back before strutting right into the festivities.