[Pleakley's gone way over the top with her* costume. A dramatic ballgown, an elegant black wig in ringlets, and a crown. The Queen of Hearts. Luckily, since she didn't get the costume at the rental shop and instead made it herself, she's of no risk of becoming the mask in any way.]
[[*The gender I refer to Pleakley as entirely depends on the clothes she's wearing.]]
🍎 It's Fair Play
[Early on in the day, Pleakley can be found standing around nervously near the apple bobbing game. Her ability to unhinge her jaw would almost guarantee a win at this game, and she really wants one of the plush toy prizes... but is it worth getting her wig wet and having to reapply her makeup? She doesn't know what to do...]
👗 Pumpkin Spice & Everything Nice
[Pleakley's having the time of her life in the secondhand clothing tent.]
Oh, this one's beautiful! But, oh, what about this one, or maybe this one... Ugh, why can't I just buy them all?! I hate money!!
[Well. Not quite the time of her life.]
🌽 Lost in the Maize
[Shuffling through a corn maze in a ballgown is an extremely difficult task. So difficult, in fact, that the sun has managed to set while she's trying to find her way out.
She has no trouble seeing in the dark, her species adapted for the dark, cloudy skies of an eternal night. But she's entirely unprepared for the maze's attempt to show her her worst fears. Last time something like this happened, her worst fear was disappointing her mother. But now, they've reconciled, and her worst fear has changed...]
[Her yelling can be heard throughout the maze, and perhaps even beyond in the rest of the fair.]
No, no, no!!! I promise, they were lying!! I'm a normal human woman! Aliens don't exist, that'd be ridiculous!!!!
[Anyone who follows the sound of the yelling will find Pleakley cornered into a dead end, desperately trying to explain herself to what seems to be a very generic-looking man in a pink polo shirt.]
🍭 Trick or Treat!
[Pleakley's acquired quite the haul, of candy and other things. Trick-or-treating is so exciting!
She sits on the grass at the side of the street, resting. As she watches the rest of the trick-or-treaters go by, she takes two lollipops out from her bag, unwrapping them and licking one with each tongue. Ah... the perfect combination of flavors.]
Pleakley | Lilo & Stitch | OTA, but no shipping unless it's with Jumba.
[[*The gender I refer to Pleakley as entirely depends on the clothes she's wearing.]]
🍎 It's Fair Play
[Early on in the day, Pleakley can be found standing around nervously near the apple bobbing game. Her ability to unhinge her jaw would almost guarantee a win at this game, and she really wants one of the plush toy prizes... but is it worth getting her wig wet and having to reapply her makeup? She doesn't know what to do...]
👗 Pumpkin Spice & Everything Nice
[Pleakley's having the time of her life in the secondhand clothing tent.]
Oh, this one's beautiful! But, oh, what about this one, or maybe this one... Ugh, why can't I just buy them all?! I hate money!!
[Well. Not quite the time of her life.]
🌽 Lost in the Maize
[Shuffling through a corn maze in a ballgown is an extremely difficult task. So difficult, in fact, that the sun has managed to set while she's trying to find her way out.
She has no trouble seeing in the dark, her species adapted for the dark, cloudy skies of an eternal night. But she's entirely unprepared for the maze's attempt to show her her worst fears. Last time something like this happened, her worst fear was disappointing her mother. But now, they've reconciled, and her worst fear has changed...]
[Her yelling can be heard throughout the maze, and perhaps even beyond in the rest of the fair.]
No, no, no!!! I promise, they were lying!! I'm a normal human woman! Aliens don't exist, that'd be ridiculous!!!!
[Anyone who follows the sound of the yelling will find Pleakley cornered into a dead end, desperately trying to explain herself to what seems to be a very generic-looking man in a pink polo shirt.]
🍭 Trick or Treat!
[Pleakley's acquired quite the haul, of candy and other things. Trick-or-treating is so exciting!
She sits on the grass at the side of the street, resting. As she watches the rest of the trick-or-treaters go by, she takes two lollipops out from her bag, unwrapping them and licking one with each tongue. Ah... the perfect combination of flavors.]