Leave it to Gavin to mean to say something nice but still manage to sound like a dick in the process.
To clarify the “mask vs. cute costume” argument: they don’t really make a lot of girly costumes that have masks. Guy costumes get masks, gore and weapons. Girl costumes get sex appeal, glitter and accessories. I mean, there are always exceptions of course, but that is the majority.
Ryan probably grew up being stuck with cliché boy costumes his whole life, like reapers and vampires and devils or something. So Rain is longing for the opportunity to finally be something more feminine, like a princess or a faerie or what have you. You know, something cute. Something ultra girly that she couldn’t have ever gotten away with in her childhood.
Said costumes tend to be exceptionally “showy” though. Rain might want one because they’re decidedly girly, but at the same time, fears them for being able to easily out her if she’s not careful.
Yeah. I actually planned it so that this little arc would land around and on Halloween itself in the real world. It happens to be a little long of an arc though, so it'll continue for a while even after Halloween too.
Ahhh, Halloween costumes...
October 31, 1970 I was 8 years old, in 3rd grade. My sister and my puppy-love next door neighbor girlfriend dressed me up in my sister's yellow & white Easter dress, a long wig and makeup. That night Ruth was "born" and I've never been the same since. Gawd I'm feeling so old right now, but I still remember like it was yesterday. I didn't particularly care for the name Ruth at the time, but now it's quite fitting for an old lady's name, eh?
Yeah. I actually planned it so that this little arc would land around and on Halloween itself in the real world. It happens to be a little long of an arc though, so it'll continue for a while even after Halloween too.
Oops, I guess... ^_^;
That would be the best webcomic gag of all time. OF ALL TIME.
October 31, 1970 I was 8 years old, in 3rd grade. My sister and my puppy-love next door neighbor girlfriend dressed me up in my sister's yellow & white Easter dress, a long wig and makeup. That night Ruth was "born" and I've never been the same since. Gawd I'm feeling so old right now, but I still remember like it was yesterday. I didn't particularly care for the name Ruth at the time, but now it's quite fitting for an old lady's name, eh?