This should be a great night!
Human Cosplay is new to my species. Dressing up in another being’s guise is incredibly empowering. It’s almost as much fun as making the costume.
Entering the bar, everyone notices my impressive appearance. I must have done well to draw such immediate attention.
There are my co-workers, at the back: the cool crowd, finally accepting me.
“Dreegli, what have you done?” Cute little Shrel asks, exasperated, eyes wildly tracing the blood dripping down my sides.
“I … came as a Human?”
“You’re supposed to emulate them, not kill them and wear the carcass.”
Author’s Note: I read recently about a cosplay hosted at the Sydney Sexpo. It got me thinking about how easy it is to misunderstand the base assumptions of participation in someone else’s traditions.