Ryan & The Corpse Paint

So, Ryan came upstairs to visit me. A little while later, he left my room decked out in full corpse paint, wearing a black trenchcoat, black leather gloves, black knee-high riding boots, my black soph pants and some black cloth draped around his head and neck. In short, he looked like a delightful cross between Abbath (Immortal...R.I.P.) and a Ring Wraith. We're still trying to figure out exactly how and why that happened and how I actually talked him into it.

Anyways, moving on... he tried scaring our 6 year old cousin, but no such luck. But... seeing as how it was well past midnight, and that our mom was sound asleep, we decided to give her a surprise wake-up call. I sent Ryan tiptoeing in... peeked in just in time to see her SCREAM when he shook her arm! (ask me to imitate the screaming sometime) Of course there was much yelling afterwards, and threats to chuck buckets of cold water on us in the morning. ...But in any case, I think I've found a new mission in life... to replicate that look of sheer terror. MUAHAHAHA!