[Jazz Spektor]

“This is Halloween, This is Halloween”

The song blared from all corners of the HQ, and Jazz grinned braodly, as Slimer placed a Goop-covered carved pumpkin outside the main doors, and she strung up line after line of dark purplish-black lighting up, her bat-headband holding her hair back.

She had thrown on a black-cat tee shirt, and a lime green and black fluffy skirt and her favorite purple and black tights, pink shoes, and her halloween jewelry. It was obvious what holiday was her favorite…

Yawning lightly, she turned her head to face the work she had done, and she grinned broadly. She’d been here a while now, nearly a year, and she was having a blast…and now, Halloween?! How cool was this?? She grabbed a handful of candy corn and popped a few pieces into her mouth, and grinned as she let them melt. Candy Corn…mmmm…

Outfit

[Ray Stantz]

Ray had changed into a black hooded jumper with tears in it, painting blood stains downt he sleeves and the chest area, he changed into a pair of black cargo combat trousers and again made some rips into it. Pulling over his face a hockey mask and grabbed his fake machete with blood stains down the sharp bladed side. Walking out onto the landing looking down at Jazz noming down onto the candy corn, he grinned as he pulled the mask back up and painted the black rings around his eyes to give the even darker affect. Pulling his mask back down he slid down the pole and sneaked up behind her. Tapping on her shoulder, he stood with his broard shoulders sticking out, along with his now flat stomach which was also defined and more muscular. His height pretty much swamping over her, giving the Jason Vorheez affect!

[Jazz Spektor]

As she popped in another chunk of candy corn, she turned her head…and the figure towering over her made her squeak and fall over, landing on her butt as she tossed candy corn at him. “OI! I know Karate! I have a Proton Pack in the room!!! MY BOYFRIEND IS HERE SOMEWHERE!!!!!” she screamed and dived for the lockers, kicking her feet a bit as she scooted. She pointed, as Slimer flew over confused. “Sic him, Slimer, buddy!” she said, squeakily, as she sicked the green blob on the masked, blood covered person.

[Ray Stantz]

Ray looked down at her, still not saying a word, turning his head to his side with a confused look on his face, he turned and followed Jazz as she made her way to the lockers, following her he was sicked upon with Slimer, As Slimer charged towards him, Ray quickly pulled up his mask and revealed himself, putting his hands up to say WOAH!

WOAH!!! Stop its me already!?
He laughed as Slimer came to a hault in his tracks, Smiling at Ray he then bamphed off and disapeared through a wall into the bedrooms. Looking down to his girlfriend he moved closer and wrapped his arms around her, lifting her up in his arms he used his free hand to rub her bum.

Are you okay baby? Im sorry i didnt mean to scare you
He smiled trying not to laugh

[Jazz Spektor]

She swatted at him, tossing candy corn down his shirt. “Yes you did! Don’t lie!” she said, but she was laughing as she did so. She kissed his nose, and rolled her eyes lightly. “Nice job, though. You’re not gonna scare ALL of the trick-or-treaters away, are you?” she asked, before straightening the skirt and leaning back into his arms, shooting him a playful look. “Because, to be honest, I’d hate to have to hide you in the back and keep you occupied while Egon passes out candy…and that would just suck, you know?”

She grinned, and stood up lightly, before poking him. “And what made you decide to test my bladder control today anyhow? You been around Peter too much again?” she asked, grinning as she popped some candy corn in his mouth.

[Deacon Harris]

"Ah hell." Were Deek's first words as he walked through the front door of the Firehouse, quickly scarfing down the last of his small bag of Sour Patch Kids as he stepped inside, tossing the bag into a strategically located garbage pail. "Did someone break open the containment unit and let the Spider Ghost out again?" The newest Buster whined, looking at the fake cobwebs that seemed to stream across the entire cieling of the firehouse.

He turned towards Jazz and Ray, and immediately felt out of place, still dressed in his dirty tan jumpsuit and proton pack, hat hanging off his head at an odd angle. He noticed Ray's slime-coated state, and a very triumphant-looking ghost of John Belushi floating around the room in their general area. Tipping his hat forward before rolling it off of his head and hanging it on the hat rack near the door, then removing his proton pack and laying it on a workbench, the Ghostbuster moved over to the little group of people. "I'm guessing you like Halloween, then?" The investigator said, deadpan.