The Young Justice Volcano base was looking more festive at the moment as plastic bats hung from the ceiling, as well as a few tissue paper ghosts, cardboard cut outs of the Wolfman, and Count Dracula taped up here and there as well, apple bobbing tank stuffed in one corner, as well as a few other party games, both generic and halloween specialized.

The sound system was currently playing 'Monster Mash' on what seemed to be an infinite loop.

The party was about to begin...although for those already at the base it had already started.

"-and that's when I said, 'I don't THINK so scooter.' And proceeded to trash the entire Royal Flush gang on my own." Adam spoke, regailing Amber, AKA Portal Painter with tales of past 'victories' over several villains. "So yeah, after that little training trip I went on, I really HAVE become the worlds greatest martial artist." He said speaking through his costume, he seemed to have decided to come as Darth Vader, although right now he was sans the mask.


Meanwhile, a ball of green light was hurtling towards the Volcano at high speeds as well...

(Lani'll probably post, but I'm using her character for humor value.)

"Oh come on, Will. That's lame!" Greta complained as she looked up from her bed to Will who seemed to be dress in his usual clothes. "What? I'm going as Darian." Will said as he leaned on the closed door looking none too pleased at his audience. "You can't go as the character you play on tv! Rejected!" Marx said with a thumbs down motion. "I don't remember asking your opinion." Will growled seeming more like Harm than Will for that instant. "He's right though. Next!" Greta voiced causing Will to give a defeated sigh.

"Okay, how about this?" Will's outfit was covered in black mist and when it dissipated, while he still had black clothes and a trenchcoat, he now had a distinguishable face paint. Marx immediately scoffed at the outfit. "Oh come on, dude. The Crow? Why don't you turn into Frankenstein while you're at it, or use the bed sheets as a ghost. Being the Crow on Halloween is like Nightmare before Christmas merchandise in Hot Topic. While cool, you're not really surprised by it anymore." He mocked as Greta laughed. "Tee hee. You could pick something a little more original." Will rolled his eyes this time. "It's not like I couldn't do worse. I could always have done this one." Will said as he was covered in black mist again this time ending up in his original Harm costume which got laughs around the room.

"Okay, fine fine." Will said as he thought. "Got it." He said as he flicked his hair into the air as he was surrounded this time. Only this time when the mist as gone and his hair was down again it was a bright silver. He was still donned in black leather, and in Will's hand was a sword so long it seemed impractical. There was a silence until Marx suddenly hit the floor on his knees. "SEPHIROTH! YOU ARE MY GOD!" Once again laughter filled the room as Greta gave her nod of approval as well. "Marx, shouldn't you be not bowing to anyone? You're supposed to be death."

Marx looked up, only one of his eyes glowing brightly under his hood. "I'm Grim Jr. thank you very much. Don't tell me you've never read 'Grim Tales from Down Below'." Will paused slightly before he answered. "Yeah, yeah I have, I thought he just wore a black hoodie." "That's his outfit from the most recent two issues." "Aaaah. Since I've finally passed everyone's inspection can we go back to the party?" Will asked sarcastically with a smile.

Originally, the Amber otherwise known as Portal Painter didn't think she'd make it to the YJ party at all. Lauren, her closest gal friend back home, wanted company to King's Ridge High School's halloween bash. Did the heroine really want to spend her evening wandering aimlessly through some jock's crowded living room, surrounded by gossip and divas and cliché costumes while Lauren flirted with the town hearthrob? Not really. But she was bound by the sacred oath of the pinkie, so she donned her chosen outfit and bit back her complaints.

Amber was only at the party for about 30 minutes before luck presented a chance for escape. If one could consider it lucky when your best friend ditches you for a guy, your current boyfriend is discovered snuggling with a cheerleader, and your ex-boyfriend won't stop talking and go away. Ah, high school. Oh, the drama.

Feeling that she had more than paid her debt to the pinkie, Amber slipped out the door and called Adam for directions (mentally). They spent a few minutes trying to decide on a short name for mental calls. 'Telepathic phone' wouldn't work, because it would be simplified to 'telephone'. The debate remained open ended. However, he gave her directions to the volcano, assured her the party hadn't started yet, and told her come in whatever costume she was wearing. She said bye and 'hung up' before he could fully develop any off-colored jokes about what that costume might be.

Now the half-alien sipped from a cup of unconfirmed non-spiked punch and smiled as she listened to Adam's inflated recollections of battles gone by. "No kidding? The entire royal flush gang? That's impressive work, ninja-man. I suppose the force was with you?" Someone new walked in the door. She glanced over at them and found herself shifting her weight again. It would be...awkward if a certain person showed up. Awesome. But awkward. Scanning faces really wouldn't do her any good, though. She didn't know the heroine's secret identity, and if she came at all she probably wouldn't come in her regular costume. "You really think you're the world's greatest martial artist? I have to disagree." Amber set her cup down on the snack table and jumped backward into a fighting stance. "I bet a bat could take you."

For Amber McKenzie Hughes of some tiny little town buried deep in Tennessee had come to the party dressed up as Falcon. The old costume, not the one she'd seen the woman wear during the White Sun incident.

(Decided to redo my first post, so I deleted the old one)

"Pizzas' arrived" Rachel called out as she came in carrying a large stack of pizza boxes that someone had ordered. She had a good guess on who it was too.

Putting the boxes down on a long table with food set out on it, she straighted her costume and yawned. Another long night of tracking her brother down in NY that ended up in dead ends. It was going to take time to get used to getting by with one or two hours of sleep again. She would have loved to stay cooped up in her nice little apartment in New York sleeping or trainging but Barbara called her and practically forced her to go or face VERY harsh consequences.

Plus, it wouldn't kill her to socialize. She needed to have some of this thing called "fun".... at least thats what everyone kept telling her. So she went to her teams little get together, hiding behind a smile and a deceiving cheerful manner.

She had needed a costume, so she chose Elphaba--better known as the Wicked Witch Of The West. Her version was based off of the Musical and Novel version--from her college years at 'Shiz University'. She really sympathized with the character and all she had to through so Wicked quickly became her favorite Novel and the musical was her first broadway show. She had never really been into that kind of thing until recently

. The costume was rather conservative: Green Skinned, dyed black hair pulled back in a braid, green-tinted round sunglasses, and the rest of the dress and garb that went along with the look.

Rachel pushed her round framed glasses up and poured herself a cup of punch as her eyes wondered the room. Looking around, she began think she should have 'sexyed' it up a bit. She felt like the plain jane in the room.

She turned with one brow raised as she saw Shinobi and a new girl....dressed in a falcon costume...chatting not to far away. hoooooley crap.

She raised both brows and tried to keep herself from spewing punch everywhere out of reflex and suprise. She didn't know if she should be flattered or frightened.

"Yes, the force is VERY strong with me." He said raising a hand, as if trying to levitate her. "Uh...it's...just sleeping right now." He quickly amended, noding vigorously. "Yes...that's the ticket."

When Amber went into her fighting stance Adam laughed, grinning. "First we would have to decide on rules. Like are you allowed to use your powers, and can I throw blinding powder in your face?" He inquired, before yet again changing his tracks when he heard Rachel calling out that pizzas had arrived. "Nevermind Amber. First, we FEAST like kings!...And, i'm gonna introduce ya to you're idol." He said with a wink, grabbing the other heroine's hand and walking towards Falcon and the pizza.

Another grin, and Amber broke her stance. "Universal energy needs its nap too. I prefer to call the force universal energy cause I don't really buy all that stuff about microcondriuts...driats.....druts....whatever. The new trilogy should have never been made... despite how cool some of those lightsaber battles were."

".....pizza? feasting? Sounds good to me." Of course, she didn't recognize the girl dressed as Elphaba. How could she?

Amber tried to grind her heels into the floor. "Wait, what?!" And her friend could see a certain level of panic rising. " No no no. She'll laugh at me. I'm in her costume! And it isn't even made quite right! The top and the bottom are different shades of black, the belt is too thick, and my hair is too long. But I didn't want to cut it, cause it was just a halloween costume for one night. Adam!" It's like he was trying to introduce her to the queen of England after she'd spent a day on a farm.

'annnnd they're coming this way' Rachel took another swig of her punch before setting it down,and smiling. She had to admit....it was a little creepy that someone had come as her for halloween, even though she had to admit the girl had done a good job on the costume, but it was almost like an out of body experience. "Hey Shinobi." She greeted Adam and then turned to 'Falcon'. "Who's your friend. I don't think we've met." She said politely and held out her hand. The girl seemed nervous, making her feel all the more awkward.

"How are ya doing Fearless Leader?" Adam said flashing a lopsided grin to the leader of this incarnation of Young Justice. "And my freind? She's 'Portal Painter', a super heroine from Tennessee. She's a freind I met when I went on a training trip. She's a pretty big fan of yours too by the way...although her costume probably makes that obvious huh?"

Meanwhile, the Green ball was getting steadily closer...

Utter terror at suddenly facing the real live Falcon unprepared slowly cracked to make room for a nervous kind of smile. "Uh....hi.... I'm sorry, but I'm stuck somewhere between babbling on about how great I think you are and apologizing profusely for stealing your look. Either one would probably make this even more weird." She gave an awkward laugh, but a firm handshake. "I was at a high school party before this...and the theme was superheroes...and I...." She flinched and tried another smile. "And there I go trying to explain myself again.... You're Elphaba? Wicked cool." A terrible pun, but Amber never claimed to have the sharpest sense of humor when under stress.

"Heh. Yeah. I had a hard time making up my mind about going as a character from a Quentin Tarantino movie or this. Wicked one of my favorite books tho, so this eventually won out." She folded her arms and flashed a calm smile. "So your a fan, huh? I...have to admit I never thought I'd have fans. I've always thought of myself as Kathy Griffith of Superheros(D-Lister)." She tried to get the conversation away from her. "Nice costume, tho. How long did it take you to make it?" She then turned to Adam. "Hmm is that a bought or hand made costume?"

"Little of both. I recycled one of my old cloaks for the cape, and painted over a gas mask and stuff...it's all a nice combination of little touches." He grinned, running his hands over parts of the costume, including a store bought looking chest piece. "And c'mon, apparently I have fans as far away as Tenessee...and a girl who actually flew from New York to Tenessee because she heard Shinobi was making an appearence...you remember, right Painter? The crazy one." he let out an amused laugh. "So if I'VE got fans, you definetly do Fearless Leader. And probably less crazy."

"I hate these things." Bryan grouched, itching at the collar of his costume.

"Nobody's twisting your arm to go, Doc." Match reminded his friend.

"Well, don't get me wrong. I love parties. It's going to them and having a GOOD TIME that bothers me. Let's face it. Ever since I ended up with the helmet as a regular fashion accessory, I have consistantly ended up with Wendy the Werewolf Stalker luck."

Match just gave Bryan a skeptical look.

"You sure this costume looks right?"

"With that complexion and that red wig? You're a near-perfect Ron. A Ron Weasley that hit the gym a few times... but the robes cover it." Bryan reassured, his mind off the party for a second and focusing on their costumes. The mage sighed, adjusting his Harry Potter glasses and fidgeting with his scar. He stood close to Match, and muttered an inaudible incantation.

A ball of teleportational fire engulfed them, and transported them to YJ headquarters. Unfortunately, the resulting sudden materialization happened to be less than a foot away from Falcon, causing her to inhale her drink the wrong way.

Her anxious energy was starting to bottom out now that conversation had commenced. She chuckled a little and decided she'd better not mention the Falcon fanring online or the poster collection she'd started. "You'd be surprised." Memories of Shinobi's NY crazy made her cringe. "Tammy. Yeah, I definitely remember her. She still posts love notes on the forum hoping you'll see them and recognize the true depths of her feelings for you. Falcon's fans are definitely less frightening. Mostly girls of various ages and backgrounds who wish they could be like her....and I just made myself sound pathetic..... New subject! The costume didn't take too long. It's mostly made of found objects and bought pieces that I put together...not very inventive, but I only scored a C in Home Ect. class. And my lowest grade was in sewing. I did what I could."

*Argh! Computers acting screwey tonight. *

"Well, Y--" She was sipping her punch when Bryan and Match teleported in VERY close by and caused her to choke on the drink.

She coughed a few times till her air passages were clear and then, wiping her mouth, she gave them the evil eye. "Not. Funny."

(Okay lol, I feel so much better now, I thought I was getting deja vu or something. I'll be posting soon.)

Shazam was flyin towards Hawai in a superman costume and sighed to himself "I hope no one thinks that this is wierd!" he started to land at the base and saw a girl with a reporters pen and pad and grined "Hello ms Scott." he said with a smile "Hello Superboy" Daria said as she hugged Freddy "Ready to go inside?" he asked "Ready." she said. "Hey everyone!" Freddy said, Daria smiled and said the same as well as started to look for the girls.

"How long do you think it's going to take them to get a costume they like?" Marx asked as he went down the stairs. While Will and Marx were far from buddy buddy, he couldn't help but find it hilarious that they were kicked out of the room so the girls could get in their costumes. "Considering like me, Greta could have any costume that pops into her head...I don't think we'll be seeing them for awhile." Will said with a slight laugh as Marx seemed to still be staring.

"What?" Will asked in an almost annoyed tone as they reached the party. "...is your hair actually longer than usual?" Marx asked cocking his head to the side. To this, Will let out a loud laugh. "Well, yeah. It matches the character, just be glad I didn't choose to be Sesshomaru or I'd have suffocated us all." Looking down, he saw there were definitely more people there than when he went up the stairs. Though at first glance he thought Rach had chosen his joking idea of coming as her costumed identity before he saw her as someone he didn't quite recognize.

"Wha-chaaaw!" Will's attention was suddenly drawn to the black and green blur that was Marx who was now twirling around his scythe as well as Will's sword. "Oh for the luvva! You know that's a real sword, Marx!"

Bryan just looked mildly at Falcon, and gave a shrug. "Sorry about that. Potential mastery of all space and time, yet I still haven't gotten the knack of the re-entry."

"So you're saying it's like, you can take us exactly where and when we'd need to be, but you can't guarantee stepping in dog poop when we get there?"

Bryan gave a pained look, and cleaned his glasses. "Uh, yes. Thank you, Match. Not the description I would have chosen... but it's essentially accurate."

"Well, I dunno about the 'less crazy' part. But I'd say less overtly crazy." Adam said to Amber with a smirk. "After all, I HAVE seen the inside of your mind...or...something to that effect."

"So Bosslady, what brings you to a party that doesn't have the possibility of capturing a wanted criminal?" He inquired playfully.

___

And, checking in on the Green Ball once more...

"Well, I wonder if anyone's still interested in a slightly used Green Lantern..." Jay asked, somewhat amused as he stood on the platform he'd built for himself. He then proceeded to create a comically large hand and knock on...the Volcano itself.

After doing that he adjusted his own costume. He had, it would seem, decided to come to the party as Street Fighter's own Dan Hibiki. Right down to the died brown hair, extra long ponytail, and almost painfully bright pink karate gi with the sleeves torn off.

Will raised an eyebrow as he heard the knock. "Yo Marx." "On it!" Marx replied before Will had even finished the thought. "Knowing our luck that's a psycho whose going to try to blow up the volcano." Will grumbled as he walked to the others and got some pizza, occasionally looking towards the entrance.

Outside, there was a bright red flash and Marx floated in front of Jay his face..or rather his skull looking serious as one of his eyes continued to glow. "It is time. I regret to inform you of your untimely death, but these things happen. Anyway, on to Hell. Don't worry though, you'll only burn for an eternity. You get used to it after awhile." He said in a completely serious voice as he nodded to his scythe...completely forgetting that he still had the Sephiroth sword in his other hand.

"But i'm to young and handsome to die!" TL wailed, before smirking, and assuming a rather poor karate stance. "So i'll FIGHT you...feel the power of my...GADOKEN!" He declared, and, throwing foreward his right hand, using the ring generated a small ball of energy, which traveled approximately half the distance between himself and Marx before dissipating entirely.

"...Uh...well, it would appear i've given you a chance to surrender peacefully and take me to the party foods." Teen Lantern said, nodding along with his assessment.

Marx broke out into laughter. "Very realistic hadoken there." He said with a smirk as he pretended to cower in fear. "Party foods it is. Good timing, the pizza just got here." He said throwing both weapons on his shoulder as he led Jay into the volcano.

"No no, not Hadoken. 'GAdoken.'" TL explained to Marx. "It's the signature move for Dan Hibiki, the first comedy character in fighting games." He said nodding.

"Now...about that food you mentioned?" Jay grinned, following his guide into the Volcano Lair.

Freddy pulled his cape back and sat down eating pizza looking at the newcomer "I remember playing that game, very weak character Ryu way better." he thought to himself Daria just smiled at the costume Teen Lantern was wearing as she was drinking a soda.

"Just be careful" Rachel said as she pulled out green lipstick to touch up the smeared lima bean and emrald green colored makeup "You never know when you could teleport over something dangerous or into the middle of a wall"(A la Night crawler)

She then turned to Shinobi and Katie again as she put the lipstick back in her coat pocket, folded her arms, and gave a half smirk."As hard as it is to believe, even us 'Batkids' have to get out every once in awhile and socialize, heaven help us."

(OOC:BTW, Marx. Elphaba is actually the 'Wicked Witch of the West' (from wizard of oz). Cept' in Gregory Maguires book 'Wicked' and in the tony winning musical of the same name, she is just an activist against a corrupt facist government and was actually once friends with Glinda the good witch. ....Yeah, I'm a bookworm and a musical geek. :P)

"Well, prrraise the lord! Although I do believe i've lost a bet with some freinds...ah well, five dollers isn't that much. So, what do you think of the party so far? I uh...helped decorate...I wanted to go with more of a Poe-esque theme though...maybe with some kinda Dupin like 'Whoddunit' theme. But then...you'd solve the mystery in five minutes, and bore the rest of us." The ninja gave a chuckle.

"aww. but I would have given everyone else a fifteen minute start" She said, sticking out her tongue in mock offense. "I never took you for Poe , or Dupin, fan. You know, Sherlocke Holmes was based off of C. Auguste Dupin." She started to ease into the conversation a bit more.

It felt good to converse with her costumed peers in an environment other than a training session or in a battle/mission of some sort or the other.

"Yeah, if I recall correctly, Watson once said of Sherlock 'I didn't believe men like you existed outside of fiction Holmes. You remind me of Poe's Dupin.' And Holmes' response is a simple statement that he considered Dupin a 'very inferior fellow' calling his 'trick' of breaking in on his freinds thoughts after fifteen minutes showey and superficial." Adam said with a grin of his own. "People say that it was Doyle's way of giving homage to one of his inspirations, while declaring Holmes to be better."

"Yeah, i'm into more subjects than Jackie Chan and Bruce Lee." He nodded. "And Poe IS one of my favorite authors. Actually I did an english report on Poe as 'father of detective literature'."

As the door closed with a familiar click behind the two boys in costume Greta turned to face her mirror. “And its back to this” She sighed using her abilities to turn into little red riding hood. In truth Greta had been trying with little success to devise a costume for tonight’s Halloween gathering, although she was the daughter of Evil she got scared by watching Bambi. The red material changed mostly to yellow, forming a Snow White dress. “…No dwarfs though…” Greta wanted to be someone that people wouldn’t expect but like writers write what they know, she couldn’t manage to turn her cute into sexy. She frowned at the blue Alice in wonderland outfit with the sensible shoes and sighed. She’d wanted to ask for advice from her friends but she kept putting it off till later, now later was here and she had … “Only fairy tales” She observed, looking at the green of her wingless Tinkerbell costume. “I look like a trick or treating 5 year old,” She pouted to no one in particular falling backwards on to her bed, arms outspread.

A tumble and thump, followed by a muted groan had her up again before she knew it, subconsciously returning her clothes to her ordinary everyday. She tiptoed through the door she had so carefully closed a few costumes ago and snuck down the hall to the next pink door.
“Tippy tippy tippy” She whispered to herself to be silent and then was overwhelmed with the urge to giggle. She placed one hand over her mouth and the other on the door, steadied herself and gave a gentle push.

“OH!” The exclaim came from the form laying on the floor with her legs half in the air, half in, half out a black leather cat suit. “I fell off the bed and my arms are stuck!” Cassie said with an upside-down grin, as if the fall had been great fun. “The kinky boots are attached to the suit you see, so I had to lay on the bed or I’d fall down! I’m trying to pull the costume over my shoulders when it gets all tangled with my bra strap and the bottom of my hair and in trying to free myself I fell down.” Cassie explained a little too fast for the younger girl to comprehend as she was helped into a standing, untangled position with use of all limbs.

“But why didn’t you just fly yourself up?” the shorter girl implied in a most obvious way. “Because!! …I didn’t think of that…” Cass replied, looking a bit sheepish. “One sec…” the leather clad blonde turned away, curling her arms behind her back beneath the suit and unclasped her support. Greta was confused “Cassie? Why did you just?!?” Sliding up the zip that ran from very low at her navel to the area of her heart she turned. “Hmm? Oh, well you see, now you can’t see the outline underneath. It looks better right.” The older heroine replied flippantly, pinning her hair up and donning a wig. “See, no VPL either” She gave Greta a sly smirk that reminded Greta of her brother for a moment though the comment was lost on the still costume less girl.

“Did you need something by the way?” Cassie seemed to be reading her mind, clipping a loose belt around her middle, fake gun already holstered. “If you want help with a costume you can borrow anything you like.”
A few minutes later Greta was left alone in the room after saying she would decide between the choices. While looking for some shoes in the bottom of her friend’s cupboard she came across a plain box. “Oh, perfect!!” She decided when she opened it.

Cassie entered the room and paused for a second, looking for her demon lover, he was never hard to spot but for once it took a little longer due to his changed hair colour. She snuck up behind him before tapping him quickly on the shoulder.
“Put your hands in the air and give me all your money!” She demanded in her best English accent. As Will turned she put her hands on the hips of her leather-clad body, complete with kinky boots, wonder cleavage and sexy brown hair and stated with a coy half smile.
“My name is Emma Peel of The Avengers and you owe me a dance.”

"Ha! Right this way, oh master of the Gadoken.' Marx said with a smirk getting it right this time as he flew into the Lair, the black and green outfit swishing as he flew. Meanwhile Will had already eaten one slice of pizza and his second glass of punch. While he had said that the two girls would take awhile he wasn't actually expecting them to take this long, especially Cassie.

He hadn't done too much socializing but that was pretty usual for the guy as he kept an eye out for the stairs as well as for Marx to come back in.

“Put your hands in the air and give me all your money! My name is Emma Peel of The Avengers and you owe me a dance.”

Will smirked as he recognized the voice and turned around with one hand up only to drop his drink once he actually saw Cassie's costume. After his eyes went through the costumes various...aspects, he finally cleared his throat and said something. "Sorry if I got any of that on you. You gotta give a guy some warning next time." He said blushing slightly as he magically cleaned it up.

"Sweet mama Lucita!" Marx said as his jaw literally dropped after seeing Cassie's costume from the back. Suddenly he felt his right arm jerk and the sword returned to it's rightful owner. "Just letting you know I'm not unarmed." Will said as he put the sword on his back and took Cassie's hand, leading her to the dance floor. "By the way, how'd you know what any of the Avengers looked like? The X-Men only said it in passing?" Will asked curiously, referencing the time they were trapped in the Marvel Universe. (X marks the Titan, remember? Eh? Eh?)

Avenger Cassie laughed at the dropped drink, it was only around her that he tended to let himself make slip ups such as that, though in re-arming himself and his ‘Don’t touch’ attitude instantly reclaimed his machoism.

"No, Not the Avengers, The Avengers. Its a 1960’s cult series about spies, Two of the three actresses from it went on to play Bond Girls. Mrs Peel became a popular 60’s pin-up by wearing something like this." She stated, placing Wills hands either side of her ribcage and letting them slide down to rest on her hips letting him note the lack of lines.

A vision of pink was sneaking into the group like she knew she didn’t quite belong. The bare flesh on display made her feel a little cold in the outfit she had finally decided on but all in all she felt good about it. She found Marx all agape at the Mrs Peel costume and caught his attention by challenging him to… “Guess who I am!”

“Greta! You’re Jeanie!” Cassie exclaimed looking round very surprised. “I know!” The magical Greta displayed the veils and bare midrift well, but still in a far too cute way. “Did you forget you had this Cassie because I found it way back in your cupboard. It’s a shame because Will was obsessed with ‘I dream of Jeanie’ when we were little.” She chirped enthusiastically.

“Yes…I know.” Cassie blushed while wearing a knowing smile as awkward silence fell around them.

Freddy and Daria looked at te others and Freddy also gave a double take Daria smiled but looked at Freddy warningly Freddy walked up to Marx and said "Nice costume dude, I know mine is pretty cheezy!" Daria looked at Greta and said "You look so cute!"

Will had been quite enjoying discovering that there were no ...vpl I belive it was put. But luckily Will had already spilled his drink or he'd have done the same for quite another reason as Greta came down dressed as Jeanie. "Nice costume choice, Greta." Will said trying his best to force a smile. Greta did compliment the outfit, but it was sister so that was just...creepy. And once again her naivety never sensed to amaze him as he blushed slightly hoping no one really got why it was 'hidden' away. Pulling Cassie closer to him, he whispered into her ear. "So that's what was in the box behind the bed that I wasn't supposed to know about." He said very lowly with an evil smirk.

"You know, I was totally expecting a Disney princess." Marx said to Greta quite enjoying the new entrants as he noticed Freddy in the Superman outfit. "Thanks man, and yours is pretty good actually. At least it's not based on that new Superman movie, always thought that one was trying a little too hard." Marx said with a smile as he looked over to Daria's reporter outfit. "And I do hope you'll keep Superboy's identity secret Miss reporter or you just might end up getting a visit from me." Marx stated playfully as he drew attention to the scythe.

Jay had to grin at the festivities around him, searching around for the various foodstuffs, when he heard that the girl who came dressed as Jeannie had been expected by others as a Disney princess.

"Speaking of Disney, I almost came as Genie Jafar, but I couldn't figure out how to turn my green to red." He commented idly, scooping up a handful of candy corn, then he couldn't help but ask around the room. "So, does anyone actually know who the party crasher, me, is? I just ask so no one thinks i'm a villain invading the party and attacks me."

Daria smiled again and said "I'll try not to." looking at Teen Lantern she said "Just who are you anyway?" Shazam looked at TL and said "He seems to be a lantern, that's at least what I got when I saw him, he's okay."

Will was currenly dipping Cassie as he heard Jay's question and gave a dark smirk. "Dancing or not, if I had have thought you were a threat, I'd have already blasted you, TL." He said with a slightly creepy laugh as he pulled Cassie up into a spin. While Will hadn't seen Jay sense their Time Tour trip, he did have quite a good memory.

"Oo! Oo! Don't tell me! Um...TL stands for...'Trippy Lad'! Who just...happens to have a power ring." Super said sticking out his tongue.

"Nah, although that would be a good name. I could attack my enemies while they were laughing hysterically." TL replied to Marx. "I am...the...GREEN LANTERN!...or...I would be if local news media hadn't decided it was more 'cute' to call me 'Teen Lantern'." He said, coughing into his hand. "But the point is i'm back, after a particularly disasterous fight with a metaphysical entity that should have been capable of ripping my soul into shreds and using it for a placemat."

"No kidding!" Super said with a smile as he floated over to the snacks picking up some pretzels. "We just got back from this freaky planet, where we fought a guy who could rip us apart at a molecular level. Trippy stuff right?"

"Wow, that is pretty trippy." TL agreed. "Maybe I should be thankful I was intimidated into taking a vacation from the business." He laughed, using his ring to make a hand stretch across the room and grab a slice of pizza.

"You kidding? It was freakin awesome! Sure we almost got atomized and all but the planet gave us these freaky extra powers. I had magnetism added to mine." Seeing TL use his powers to get the slice of pizza made him smirk slightly. "You know, with my morphing and your power we could have the freakiest arm wrestling match ever."