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moonsheen ([personal profile] moonsheen) wrote2006-08-08 01:13 pm

OTAKON



We got to the hotel around 1:00 in the afternoon-- which was definately far earlier than expected. The train trip over was mostly spent watching over a comatose Chira, who remained quite as comatose in the lobby while we waited for everyone else to show up. Being the good friend that I am, I made a ghetto sign I held over her head for a few minutes. Eventually [livejournal.com profile] autophanous called and we played a game of 'find eachother in the lobby when we're only ten feet away from each other!' Fun for the whole family and EVERYONE'S A WINNER.

I submit to the court record the fact that [livejournal.com profile] morning_songs is, indeed, a very awesome for putting us up. Also, her friends rock. Also, she makes an adorable Kairi. Also, IF YOU ARE READING THIS PLEASE REQUEST AWAY IF YOU'D LIKE I TOTALLY OWE YOU FIC.

(also been playing Phoenix Wright. in case that hasn't been obvious. re chapter 4: GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY)

The con then mostly consisted of a) wandering b) meeting people c) commenting with [livejournal.com profile] autophanous on how hot certain cosplayers were. (that one gunner Yuna can, like, marry me basically) I think it was...Thursday? Friday maybe? We ran into [livejournal.com profile] annwyd [livejournal.com profile] nightambre and [livejournal.com profile] merichan across the street from the con center and hung out for a bit. Am very disappointed that I didn't get to catch up with them again. [livejournal.com profile] merichan's Samurai 7 cosplay looks great in the pictures. We did kidnap [livejournal.com profile] annwyd however and along with Chira, Eree, and me we had crabcakes in the food court on the harbor.

First day we found Waldo and Carmen Sandiego (together, natch.) Second day we found [livejournal.com profile] phoenixgold who was considerably trickier to spot and I think I may have startled a bit when I picked up on Eree's purloined celphone after having been nearly trampled during a Bleach photoshoot. (fact: the best Kenpachi cosplayer at this con was, like, nine years old)

We also met [livejournal.com profile] sarisa who basically continued to prove my theory that EVERYONE ON MY F-LIST IS HOT OKAY (eree this means you too). She was also just deeply cool and charming and hung around with us at Chira's table, later introducing me to FFXII and (chira you can stop reading here) to anyone who complains about the battle system in this game? Bite me. Just. Bite me. I can't wait for this thing to be released now. I meanwhile was distinctly disappointed by the lack of Vagrant Story cosplay. But this disappointment was somewhat sated by the fact that a) [livejournal.com profile] sarisa's Samantha rocked and b) I passed THAT Mullenkamp cosplayer on my way to the fountain. But seriously, VS cosplay would've made a heckuva lot more sense that the gazillion Organization members and Sephiroths bravely soldiering on in their BLACK TRENCHCOATS on three consecutively BOILING HOT DAYS. At one point, while walking over the overpass that led to the minimall across the ways, I saw Organization XIII sans only maybe two or three members marching single file along the street. They looked PRETTY DARN GOOD and they had a Lexaeus, to boot. I might've hollered down. "LEXAEUS!!!" because, um, c'mon the guy deserves some recognization and I might kinda have a big ol' fondness for Sir Not Appearing In This Sequel.

re: Nazis. Right. so Eree was talking to this one Aizen cosplayer who'd stopped by Chira's table. He was with one of his friends who was (presumably. hopefully.) doing some kind of Hellsing cosplay and was thus you know. a Nazi.

They turn to leave and I turn to Eree and I say... apparently louder and more cheerfully than actually ever intended "HE'S WITH A NAZI!"

...cue laughing for about ten minutes and me never living this down, ever.

My defense however, I wasn't the one who coaxed Roy Mustang to get on his knees in front of Edward Elric and tell him he wants it like a crackbaby. (that group was so leetle though! and so earnest about warning us about the dangers of the manbearpig. they brought us flyers the next day. we were kinda FLOORED by their dedication to the cause)

Number of people who brought their dollfies: a few

Number of people who were holding their dollfies like children tucked into their arms: TOO MANY.

The Gay Lawyer Count: two Phoenixs, a Mia, and a Lana Skye. No Edgeworths, a fact I found troubling for the loss of a good old fashioned Point Off that should've been had.

Number of Blindfold Rikus: HOLY SHIT HOW MANY OF YOU ARE THERE?

Number of Rikus in hot topic pants: three.

Number of Rikus in properly baggy hot topic pants: ...one.

Number of Catwomans in full leather gettup with the whip and the PERFECT BODY FOR IT: One. And she was certainly enough to fill the role.

Number of hours of sleep had collectively between me, Chira, and Eree the last night of the con: Five. And those five were all had by me. I woke up to them talking about blowjobs and Jack Sparrow and having wandered around the hotel all night. I can only presume from their reports that it was quite the adventure. I will just have to comfort myself in the fact that I have a chocobo, and they do not.

The end.

ETA: NO WAIT I LIE I MET [livejournal.com profile] dhio VERY BRIEFLY WHILE ZONKED OUT AFTER MY FIRST VENTURE INTO THE CRAZY MOB THAT WAS THE DEALER'S ROOM. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE POSTER. ALSO I AM SO SORRY I WAS COMPLETELY DISORIENTED WHEN I MET YOU. ALSO THAT I KEPT MISSING YOU WHEN YOU STOPPED BY CHIRA'S TABLE. I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT GOD OF TIMING WAS HATING ON ME FOR THAT.