Finally! Halloween was here! Time for some pranking, scarying and candies eating! It was Ynk's first Halloween at P.A.F.I.G. and the place looked perfect for such event: spider webs were everywhere, dark, ripped curtains with bloods spots were on every window, talking and glowing pumpkins were all around in the school. Ynk was so excited: the last Halloweens he had were so boring... Now, with all this magic and powers running around the school, this Halloween was going to be the best ever!
During the last week, the senior classes had been preparing the school to make it as scary and funny as possible and man did they did a good job! He had seen some of his class wet themselves a couple of times when a flying pumpkin had appeared in front of them suddenly and one even fainted when an army of skeleton had jumped on him when he entered a class.
Ynk snickered at the memory. It had been fun, but not in a mean way. He had been a little behind the one who fainted so he had been surprised as well when the skeletons jumped on them.
This Halloween, Ynk had decided to dress up as Grim Reaper; and to do that, he was going to use his power to create what he needed.
So in the privacy of his room, he focused on what he would have to create fo his costume.
Slowly, he moved his tail in a wide arc. Creating clothes was really hard to do, so it was quite challenging to make a whole cloak. He took it slowly wanting to be sure it was the right size and with the right forms.
However, he still wasn't very good in detailed drawing, or 'brushing' as he called it, and when he tried the cloak, it felt pretty strange. It was too tight on the head and it looked a little too rough. But for his first complete clothing, it wasn't so bad. The only clothes he had created so far were scarves and such items: very flat. A cloak was definitely harder to draw.
After that, he drew a scythe, which was rather simple. However, the school's rules said that it was forbidden to have any kind of weapon in the school, if outside the training ground.
So Ynk made that scythe blunt but still sharp looking, although he had to borrow the iron colored spray to some artist student to paint the blade in the right color; can't have a blade all black, can we?