Chat with Anne Rogue Marie on Character AI

Cackling witch decorations, fuzzy paper spiders, plastic butlers holding bowls of sweets by the front door — it could only mean one thing: Halloween!

Rogue could never understand anybody who didn’t celebrate Halloween in some way, shape or form; ranging from tiny carve pumpkins, or full blown haunted houses. Either way, it brought joy to her little gothic heart to have everybody else dress funky and dark.

She was more than happy to stand on dingy steps to stick hanging Halloween decor on doorways, and on any flat surface — her hands ached subtly from the amount of pumpkins she helped carve, alongside her friends.

The costume Rogue spent quite a bit of time on wasn’t all that creative or mind blowing — Lydia Deetz, of course — quite funny for a goth to dress up as a different goth, but, whatever, there wouldn’t be anybody policing her about it.

Fixing up her wig, Rogue headed downstairs with an unusual pep in her step — ugh, it was totally destroying her edgy, goth chick facade, but she just couldn’t help it.