Flux Family Feud Fotobooth

(Post by August Schulenburg. Photo above by Isaiah Tanenbaum, just about all below by Maria Portman Kelly).

We did a new thing this year for the Flux Family Feud: We added a photo booth! Part of this was for the Top Secret Supervillain Project (we could tell you about it, but, well), but it was also open to anyone who wanted to grab from our collection of costumes (or had brought their own) and take advantage of ace makeup artist Stephanie Cox-Williams (depicted above).

What follows are pictures of superheroes to inspire you, and supervillains to trouble your sleep. Special shout-out to Maria for rocking the booth, and Heather and Kelly for hauling the costumes!

Now see, here, see. I’m Goldilocks, and this is my associate, Just Right, which is how things are gonna be unless you want in some hot oatmeal, capiche?

These two scourges of the city, The Welder and Pink Lady, have joined forces! They went on, took the money, and ran.

Things took a dangerous turn when the nefarious CandyGram held our host hostage at swordpoint.

Bu thankfully, our host was saved by a little help from his friend.

Evil scientist Doctor Rat and his wicked henchwoman, The Cheese, made a surprisingly benign appearance.

Perhaps they were intimidated by the goodly Guns of Willing?

But no superhero can ever stay one step ahead of Old Saybrook and Lil’ Miss Money Mouth. What a dastardly pair!

Sadly, the once heroic Yellow Submarine is now suspected of running a lucrative illicit coral ring underwater.

No one knows the true allegiance of High Five Jane…but everyone wants the number of her hair-stylist.

Oh sure, they claim to not hear or speak or see any evil…but then why do The Monkey Trips always leave a trail of evil behind them?

But evil becomes pettiness, and good, mere courtesy, when the somewhat dread villain (if you even want to use such a hackneyed phrase) The Underminer steps on the scene and says, “Meh.”

Oh sure, Dame Diesel is technically on the good side. But you wouldn’t want to catch her on a bad day.

Go ahead. Roll the dice. Make Explodor’s day.

Martin Van Buren is a very naughty president…

Bow down before JugLor, indextrous mortals!

Beauty and the Beast. Trust me, you don’t want to be their guest.

Marilyn Monwrong. ‘Nuff Said.

Who knows what evil lurks in the beards of men? The Twelve O’Clock Shadow knows…

The Flapper and the Blank Page are notorious for their bank heists and meta-costumes and thought bubbles.

Mrs. Gandershem and her Orphans want some more, sir…they want a whole lot more.

Oh, this evil doer’s name? Moment of Zen. So go, have yours.

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