#here we goooo hopefully I didn't screw it up lmao

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Allhallows2k18theme - Costume design

Pokemon used:

Isolde - Arbok ♀

Height 11'06" (3,5 meters) 

Attacks:

▸Acid ▸Screech ▸Glare ▸Bite

Tut - Golbat ♂

Height 5'03" (1,6 meters)

Attacks:

▸Whirlwind ▸Toxic ▸Haze ▸Bite

Author’s note: Agatha’s height is somewhere around 4’8 ft tall (1,42 meters). The attacks were taken out of their Gen 1 games movepools.

Outfit reference

Stage music: Pre-determined

Agatha felt so reinvigorated knowing exactly what she would be working on- truth be said she was ecstatic to put those on herself.

 The entire thing could be summed up in one word: vintage.

 Despite this being her very first time in anything like it, Agatha doesn’t show any signs of or even hints of nervousness. She has a very clear mind, and a goal to achieve.

 The way people looked at her. From the everyday people around her, the colleagues of her college to even her opponents at the pokemon League- they all made the same exact face of pure horror. That is exactly what she is going for; bring those faces back in the audience one more time.

 Agatha strutted her way towards the designated table at her slow pace, while one hand held onto her cane the other seemed to be carrying a sketchbook of sorts, alongside with a small purse. The elderly woman is more than confident in her work; she can see all the materials just waiting for her- the promised Ditto alongside with the unknown creature by its side.

 That insect looking creature standing by the pink shapeshifting pokemon’s side, it must be the creature called Leavanny. They were a surprise to her- not by itself, (seeing how she had been explained how things were meant to go); rather she wasn’t quite sure what that pokemon truly looked like.

 They were a lot taller than she imagined it to be. It isn’t like that bug looking pokemon would spark any interest on the ones she had brought alongside herself on stage, meaning no one is getting hurt this time around. Once the table was in her reach Agatha placed her belongings on the table.

 The elderly woman gave a nod at her pokemon, which stood by her side and whistles at them to stand still in order to wait for their next orders. Tut was wrapped up by his wings Isolde stood by their side motionless, both poison types had their blank empty eyes on the woman and only her. Agatha faced away from them, now her attention was on her table- there seemed to have just about everything she needed for her work. Well- almost everything really, as expected she wouldn’t be getting the real Ninetales fur.

 A shame really. Instead, she will have to use that synthetic generic fur, times like these made the former elite member to wish she were back in her youth’s era.

 No time to mope about it, the first pokemon she will be working on is Isolde. She pulled up close to herself the notebook, and went straight to the page that had the rough sketch of the serpent creature. The elderly woman already knew precisely her pokemons’ measurements, Ditto will simply be her mannequin as such Agatha casted a glare at the pink blob creature. “Ditto would you be so kind to take the appearance of a short Arbok for me?” she asked the creature while picking it up and placing it on the floor. The pokemon firstly took a good look at Isolde, then TRANSFORMED into one of its kind however it was just about Agatha’s height much smaller in comparison to the real deal.

 Isolde didn’t react to the other pokemon- in fact they seemed to be completely out of itself, as if they were completely unaware of its surroundings. “Leavanny get me the fur please.” She ordered and the bug type quickly walked up to her, while holding the roll with its leaf blades out for her. The elderly woman would pull on the fur, the first thing to be created would be the Arbok’s abbe as such she circled the transformed Ditto- holding one end in its front and meeting it on the other side. Isolde’s hood was a lot larger; with a simple mathematical equation done in the back of her mind, she took a pin from the small cushion on the table and precisely pinpointed the amount needed for that clothing article. Time to move on to the next step on the abbe’s creation, a chain will be holding the piece together- after all she wants the creepy mark in its hood to stay as visible as possible. “That will do Ditto.” Agatha said, allowing the pokemon to morph back to its original form “Now cut this right here Leavanny, and put the roll back on the table.” She pointed the exact place for the bug, while the insect SLASHED the piece out of the roll and followed the woman’s orders; Agatha started to rummage through the materials provided to her. It didn’t take long for her to find what she looked for, the golden single chain- its length was the exact one she needed as well. Lastly, she picked up two golden buttons, alongside with the sewing kit provided to her. Before the elderly woman could start assembling the abbe, she reached out for her purse- as expected for someone of her age her sight no longer was the greatest especially for things so close to her face. First, she got the line through the needle, sewed the buttons on the fur- and connected both ends with the golden chain. The piece in itself still was too long to be seen as a proper abbe.

 That is when she faced Isolde with what seemed to be of sorts- a friendly smile; it wasn’t in anyway less creepier simply because it was on her. Agatha spread the whole thing apart, holding it out in front of the motionless Arbok. “My darling, would you be as kindly as to lend me a hand here?” While the way shorter woman referred to the Arbok, she would spring back to life in order to listen to her command. Isolde’s mouth opened widely- at first it seemed like she hadn’t listened to her mistress, but look and behold- ACID started to leak from its mouth, every droplet would land on the fabric. Holes would start to form on it; she stayed like that for what felt like 2 minutes or so- then all of the sudden Isolde landed a BITE onto it ripping the unnecessary length out of the abbe. Whatever she had in her mouth had been torn about into nothing but shreds, the venom was still leaking out of her and some of it had landed on the floor. The abbe was done, thanks to the corrosive venom and the fangs- it didn’t have a straight line to its back. Agatha placed the clothing article aside, the final touch on the Arbok would come in the form of a pearls collar- which would be placed around its tail. They were obviously fake, the ideal kind for something that would be put on a pokemon. The woman reached out for Isolde’s tail and placed it on the table, she made sure to shoo both Leavanny and Ditto- the last thing Agatha would want is for the serpent to be startled. She quickly reached out for the reel of pearls chain (she just needed to cincture the beast’s rear), and in a matter of a minute Agatha assembled the prop- releasing Isolde’s tail right afterwards.

 “Grab me a chair and bring it over there Leavanny, quick!” Agatha ordered while pointing a finger at a spot by the Arbok’s side. The bug type seemed confused at first- they even let out a nervous chirpping, but soon enough they found the chair sitting by the table’s side- they quickly ran towards the woman who had the abbe in her hands. The chair was placed in the correct spot “Stand still” the former elite member said, as she had to put aside her walking cane in order to hold onto the pokemon and get onto the chair. Now she could easily place the abbe on the back of Isolde’s hood, which had perfectly fitted- it may look a bit tight on the pokemon but it was clear that they could move, and didn’t show any sign of discomfort.

 Agatha now had to work on Tut. “Hopefully my arthritis will be nice to me tonight.” She joked now looking at her Golbat, who still was hugging himself with the wings- having barely moved besides the breathing motion. The woman walked towards the table now looking for the body paint provided to her, the white color is all that she needs for him (by then Isolde had slithered back to the table- returning to her stationary form). Her gaze now fell upon the Ditto, while she took the paintbrush “Ditto stand still in front of Tut, and transform into them!” the former elite member ordered, as she watched the pink blob creature make its way towards the bat pokemon. Upon shapeshifting into him, Tut’s wings spread open widely revealing the mouth with the four fangs in full display- they also shared the Arbok’s empty gaze. The woman signaled for the Leavanny to bring the chair over, now on top of it Agatha started the drawing on the left- wing. At first they may seem like random white lines, some are straight others come off curly- or even crooked eventually the drawing became clear.

 Obviously, she still had to do the same thing on the other side’s wing, but the outcome would clearly be a pair of eyes with lines that simulated spiders’ webs. The dark purple was the perfect shade, so the lines stood out the most on the pokemon. Slowly but surely Agatha would work on the Golbat, using the Leavanny as a support for herself every time her legs felt weak. She was very close to run out of the color, thankfully she managed to get the whole thing. While getting off the chair with Leavanny’s help, Agatha took a quick look over at the timer. “Ditto stay like that, don’t transform back we must keep Tut’s wings like that so the paint will dry up a lot faster.” Agatha said to the disguised pokemon.

 It appears she will have to hurry up and get her dress done- she can even see a few empty tables from the corner of her eye. The paint was thrown aside, a napkin had been pulled out from her purse in order to clean her hands off. The elite member walked over to her sketchbook, and flipped a few pages until getting to her outfit’s design. The woman stretched her arms and snapping her fists’ joints in the process. “Leavanny, with me.” She said- the first dress her hands landed on was quickly grabbed and thrown onto the mannequin, it was a long dinner in the wine color. Agatha reached out for the pins and needles; there was no time to waste- the measurements were no brainer to her. As such she immediately started to pinpoint exactly where Leavanny would first work on. “Isolde. Get the velvet for me, give it to Leavanny.” The Arbok sprung back to life, as it slithered away to look for what her mistress had asked for “I need you to cut this much for me of the velvet fabric, as well as to get rid of the sleeves.” The former elite member shot a gaze upon the insect, while indicating it on her arms and pointing it exactly where the bug type is meant to do its magic. Agatha quickly faced away from the dress so she could work on the props.

 The first one was a black fascinator, the hat’s base had been provided to her. All that she needed to add to it was the fake red Pidgeot’s feather by sewing it there, once the feather seemed firm enough on the piece- it was time to move onto the next one. It was time to work on an abbe for herself, she reached out for the roll of fur- despite it seemed like she was being careless by the way she handled the fabric, it was evident how much experience the woman carried under her belt. The abbe was quite huge- especially for Agatha’s body, it was meant to cover her majority of her torso- at last Leavanny was done with its previous task “Now sew all of these together!” The former elite member ordered, as she whistled at her Arbok to come over “Now darling, use your fangs on the skirt. Don’t you dare to go anyway upwards.” Isolde nodded, her mouth opened widely before her countless rounds of BITES on the dress started. Agatha didn’t look away from her pokemon not even for a second, once she was satisfied with the torn out result there was a snap of her fingers- prompting the serpent to cease and slither away. By then Leavanny had finished sewing the abbe and gloves together.

 “Perfect.” The woman muttered- she was getting close to the end. Obviously she doesn’t have the time to get all fancy with her make up, as such a foundation alongside with an eyeshadow and a lipstick are more than enough for her. It was time to get dressed up and head straight to the stage.

As Agatha moved around her dress’ skirt would be dragged on the floor, the walking pace was quite slow making sure she wouldn’t end up tripping on her own masterpiece. The woman was all by herself when she made it to the center of the stage, at least for now. Her left hand held one of the pokeballs, the second one was located right on the cane’s handle. It seemed as though her cane hadn’t been altered in the slightest, after all the whole piece resembled a twisted branch of a dead tree.

 The former elite member waited for the music to start playing with an unfazed expression, her gaze was glued to the crowd. She was back at being people’s attentions – how much she had missed that sensation, as soon as the music started to be played a wide grin had formed on her face- it was one that displayed her teeth. The pokeball in her hand was tossed up in the air, while the one in her cane’s handle had its button pressed releasing both beasts onto the stage.

 Tut still was wrapped up in his wings and in the air when he was completely free of the ball’s restrains, before the Golbat landed on the floor its wings spread open widely allowing them to land on the floor gracefully all the while showcasing the painting in his wings. Isolde on the other hand had essentially slithered out of the pokeball, heading towards the other pokemon. “Good night everybody!” Agatha directed her word at the people watching her, one arm waved at them before she spinned in place “We hope you are all having a lovely night! Isolde darling, why don’t you give them a taste?”

 The serpent creature remained motionless for a moment, as if they hadn’t heard her mistress- her white soulless eyes only contributed to that idea. Only to jolt towards the crowd at a very high, she was SCREECHING at the humans- in a very high pitched tone as well. The jaw opened as much as it could, revealing the fangs and the ACID that already was inside of the creature’s mouth. Just when she was about to leap off at the people, Agatha snapped her fingers- making the creature to stop dead in place. ACID was visibly leaking from her mouth, some of it even falling on the floor just beneath her. They were so close to the people, this way they could not only see the outfit they had on themselves- but the infamous face found on her hood.

 A chortle left the elderly woman, as she snapped once again her fingers. The Arbok’s mouth loudly shut itself, before slithering her way back to the elderly woman. “I hope everyone is still here with us tonight.” Agatha said, still chuckling loudly.

 There was a clap of her hands, followed by Tut taking off from the land and started to shroud the stage with HAZE, a dark fog had formed- making visibility near impossible. One that the former elite member and the Arbok had walked into, the music was approaching its end- so did the stage’s presentation. Inside of the dark cloud, Isolde coiled herself around the woman keeping her underneath her hood. The Golbat then flew out of the dark cloud, and proceeded to flap his wings in a very high pace- creating a WHIRLWIND. A gust of wind so powerful, that the HAZE had been spread over the floor- dissipating it in the process and revealing his mistress standing in its very center, while being protected from the wind by Isolde.

 The flying type quickly descended- not landing on the floor, instead they were at the perfect height for Agatha to take one of his paws and shoot one final glare at the crowd as the music came to its end. Surprisingly the hood did effectively serve as some kind of umbrella to her, meaning Agatha’s hair still seemed to be in place- in fact the outfit was intact. The former elite member then bowed forward in response to the applauses, whereas her pokemon kept staring at the others around them with their blank gaze.

 Now, it was all up to the judges.