All right then - con report time!
http://plangkye.deviantart.com/scraps/ Cosplay photos. I'll get a photo of Dias and me in costume as soon as I can get a good one of us together.
Thursday, until 2 AM: Worked on scythe, a costume part. Assembled parts of costume.
Friday morning: Don costume, pour self bowl of cereal. Go downstairs to receive scythe, since paint is now dry. Doorbell rings. Cereal is left uneaten, but thankfully dry... I think. Drive to Boston.
Arrival at hotel: I'm really hungry. Check-in takes far too long. We go upstairs to register for the convention and pick up our badges. I begin feeling faint due to lack of food, water, and sleep, and lean on my scythe for support. The bottom breaks off. Doh.
>30 minutes later: Finally registered, I head to the manga reading room and collapse. Dias, Exarion (also Gaian), and Madeline (not Gaian) take me upstairs to the hotel room, where I crawl into bed. Once rested, I go downstairs to get a sandwich and feel much, much better. I'm not in costume.
Friday afternoon: I get wind of a plushie-making workshop and jump at the opportunity. The entire time block is spent stitching yarn-hair onto the head of a plushie Magus. Exarion completes a plushie of Braveheart... as an orc.
Friday evening:
KAIJU BIG BATTEL. The website is out-of-date; it was last updated on Thursday. Kung Fu Chicken Noodle lays smackdown on Dr. Cube.
Friday night: Rave. I discover I'm a much better dancer than I thought. Return to hotel room to sleep and Madeline, the fourth of our party, fails to return until 4 AM and has a totally bullshit explanation involving her cell phone losing battery. I eat a leftover sandwich from Au Bon Pain and we all get about three hours of sleep.
Saturday morning: I wake up feeling awful. It's probably the lack of sleep. I put clothes on (not my costume) and go down to the convention.
Line for AMV screening: Long! Dias and Exarion get there first and when I find them they've struck up a ocnversation with a girl in an OMG. She introduces herself as Battery Acid Sandwich, formerly known as Innertak. After telling her that I think I've seen her around and I'm Lucca Ashtear, she freaks out like I'm some kind of celebrity. "OMG YOU'RE LUCCA ASHTEAR? I can't believe I'm TALKING to you!" Massive, massive ego trip. Dias, Exarion, and I all sit with Battery Acid Sandwich. Some of them are really, really good - there was a particularly awesome one in the Romance section called Gattsu's Promise, done to Bon Jovi with footage from Berserk. Yes, it works.
During AMV screening: Halfway through "Hallelujah" to Chrono Crusade (also an amazing job) I have to leap up and dash to the bathroom, hoping I'm not about to vomit. I really, REALLY shouldn't have eaten the sandwich that had been sitting in that backpack for four hours. Luckily, I don't throw up, but I have a tiff with the security guy at the door back in because I'm not wearing shoes. He didn't have a problyem when I went in the first time! Due to having to go back to the hotel room for shoes, I miss some of the best comedy AMVs. Bummer.
After AMV screening: Still weak and sick, I head back to the hotel room and sleep for hours. However, I end up feeling a hell of a lot better right after I call for a ride home, so I call back and tell Dad not to bother. One salad later I'm well enough to continue Convention-ing and head to the Dealers' Room to pay off my debt to Dias (I borrowed an assload of money) by way of buying stuff for him. There are some really great shirts, including a girls' T-shirt with two D20s on the chest, each reading "20" with the caption "Yes, they're natural."
Saturday evening: The masquerade. Skits were incredible - well, some were - and one girl comes onstage as the walking fish from Slayers. Another is Bahamut, with an eight-foot wingspan. Some of the best were the Bishounen Support Squad (Jin from Samurai Champloo, accompanied by Front Line Fangirls and three guys in jumpsuits to take care of the rose petals, sparkles, and wind), the Naruto/FMA crossover "Alchemy No Jutsu," and the Yugioh skit which wasn't all that great in my opinion but had the best costumes I've ever seen. As it turns out, Yugi's hair is not, in fact, physically impossible if you have enough gel. And we can't forget James of Team Rocket performing a solo Bohemian Rhapsody. We return to the room and get much, much mroe sleep than we had the previous night.
Sunday: I'm well enough to cosplay again! After some tweaking of the costume's pauldrons, it actually doesn't fall apart anymore. We go back downstairs and someone takes a photo of me with a Drizz't cosplayer. I am, unfortunately, out of film. I got myself a plushie of a tofu cube, though. Out of money and with the convention beginning to end, we call for a ride and head home. I get off at Dias's house and we watch some Star Ocean EX. Good times,
