Anime LA 2009 Con Report
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trenchkamenOkie dokie, here we go.
Wednesday: The Drive Out
The party can start now. I'm here.
While I was having a break in the Carl's Jr. in Blythe, this happened. I showed up again in Disgaea DS, though this time as a Lvl. 20 zombie.
I was directed to Dash's house where people were having a New Year's gathering involving Rock Band and card games. He was kind enough to accommodate my freeloading arse just by relation to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
fabula_umbrae (Vicky), and a great time was had by all.
Thursday: Convention Prep
Not much happened today.
Seriously, I spent most of the day showing Dash stupid pictures from my epic 4chan folder, and then we went to the con center to help set up registration.
Friday: Day 1
I only brought the Edgeworth costume to this con, as I had nothing newer prepared and really need to wash out the Dead!Seishirou costume before it makes another appearance. Granted, I had yet to see a single damn CLAMP costume that wasn't from Chobits, Tsubasa, or xxxHolic, so maybe that would have been bunk. I had a fuck of a lot of people ask if I was from Dir en gray last time I wore it, srsly.
I was back in program operations the majority of the day registering our guests. They were all extremely nice and engaging, which, given some horror stories I have heard about convention guests, was refreshing. I was half-afraid I would be the one who had snarked away a popular-yet-assholish guest this con. Whatever. The opportunity never arose because everyone was so damn nice.
The girl who was instructing the Lucky Star dance was kind enough to let me borrow her pom-poms to do this:
They are the exact same damn color as my suit. Srsly. This is the suit that came with free tampons. Trufax.
Vicky and I judged the AMV contest again. The entries were overall far better than they were last year; I was extremely impressed. I actually saw two good Linkin Park entries in one contest. That is almost unheard of. We were starving afterward and wandered into the con suite to see if there was any food left, which is where we saw Raptor Jesus. When I yelled this like the /b/tard I am this really skinny guy with a Shoop da Whoop tattoo yelled "Oh my god, a femanon!", and told me Tits or GTFO. He was falling-over drunk.
We returned to the apartment and crashed hardcore.
Saturday: Day 2
I was too damn tired to put on the Edgeworth costume, and my head was still sore from that damn wig, so I went in plainclothes, which still results in multiple people asking me what I'm cosplaying. We were all dead tired. I worked program registration until we blissfully closed early for Masquerade at around 5-6, and I managed to slip into the dealer's room and get a pimp-ass hat to replace the pimp-ass hat I left on the Venus Flash.
I did line control for the masquerade line, during which I kept passing this one gentleman wearing surgical gloves, which I later discovered were because he was working with silver. My story would have been better if he was severely germaphobic. He had advice for me each time I passed by, which I promised I would report to my supervisor. (Spoiler: I didn't.) He was very concerned that people would be allowed to cut between the break in the lines separating the hallway line from the outdoor line. I assured him we had it under control. He was also very concerned that the people smoking in the balcony would drop ash onto the line below. I assured him, again, we would look into it.
Fail.
Old meme is old.
I wish I knew how to quit you.
We visited the dance briefly, and since it smelled like unwashed fans and we were tired, we just left. Ran into Sheri (sanji_cat). We were able to get a room as we were con staff, which was insanely nice given that we were exhausted and had to be back at the con center early the next morning. We had brought clothes and toothpaste in anticipation of this. We crashed hardcore at about 2 AM.
Sunday: Day 3
The Gyakuten Saiban gathering was this morning. I managed to haul out of bed and get my Edgeworth costume together in time to briefly meet with the group, which is where I found Hammer (xxjewhammerxx) and Daniel.
Fan~service.
Hammer and myself, keeping it real.
Not sure if want...
Daniel approves of this faggotry.
Prosecution will fuck you up.
This is my smug face.
I took a few pictures, and raced backstage for the Gothic Lolita fashion not cosplay; damn you fantards show. There were some gorgeous dresses, and two guys in drag who managed to even fool me until they started talking. Hats off to them. I was a fatty and ate a lot of the food that was left out for the models.
Dash and Diana (xel_ko), keeping it real.
Edgeworth in his natural environment. Yes, the orange juice looks like Egg Beaters.
One of Diana's friends came dressed as an amazing Hanekoma-san from World Ends With You, who I kind of like, though I know for the rest of the time he was one of the Persona 4 men in beauty contest drag. So, of course, like the weeaboo faggot I am, I made him take a picture with me.
A couple of badasses.
And then he drank an entire pitcher ofEgg Beaters orange juice. This is why we aren't allowed out anywhere.
After the fashion show I went for a late lunch with Hammer and Daniel, and we walked around the dealers' hall before both of them had to leave. Ran into Sheri again, and she gave me an awesome Dethklok ribbon for my badge, along with a Gamer ribbon as I had yet to actually go to the gaming room. I stayed late with the staff to tear down, where I had some great conversations with Tadao waiting for stuff out by the Pod, and we ended up at Carl's Jr. where I got myself a very well-deserved chocolate milkshake.
We returned to the hotel around midnight anticipating driving back to the apartment, but apparently, they had rooms for another whole night. Apparently, also, many of the staff members wanted to go home, so Vicky, Hillel, Pearl, and myself ended up splitting the two-bedroom, huge-living room con suite between the four of us. It was fucking epic. I had an entire bed, and it was awesome. I took a long, hot shower (not that kind; I was too tired), and joined Vicky in Diana's and Toggy's (toggy) room to watch Sukiyaki Western Django, which is Miike's take on a Western in which Japanese actors speak entirely in (very bad, horrible) English dialogue, and you can barrel roll your way out of a gunfight. Srsly. It was good to see them all, but I was utterly shattered and had to return to the room to get some sleep.
As per usual, I spent more in the dealer's hall than I had anticipated, which is impressive given how little time I got to spend in there. Aside from the hat, my obsession with plastic crap manifested itself in the form of a $5 figure of Riza Hawkeye I could not believe I found, a Palkia keychain, and a Piplup phone charm, both of the latter of which are going on my shoulder bag. I got the box sets of Gankutsuou and Haibane Renmei, the former of which I have been meaning to watch for ages and the latter of which I need to finish and have not seen in ages. Apparently Geneon went under, so both of these titles have been out-of-print for quite some time. I got several more stickers for my laptop, as if it needed any more, in the form of my two Big Gay Lawyers, Link, the Hiitachin twins, and Itoshiki-sensei, and I got a picture of Dr. House in which he looks shocking tsundere. Vicky got me a Dr. Crane pin. Joy.
Wednesday: The Drive Out
The party can start now. I'm here.
While I was having a break in the Carl's Jr. in Blythe, this happened. I showed up again in Disgaea DS, though this time as a Lvl. 20 zombie.
I was directed to Dash's house where people were having a New Year's gathering involving Rock Band and card games. He was kind enough to accommodate my freeloading arse just by relation to
fabula_umbrae (Vicky), and a great time was had by all. Thursday: Convention Prep
Not much happened today.
Seriously, I spent most of the day showing Dash stupid pictures from my epic 4chan folder, and then we went to the con center to help set up registration.
Friday: Day 1
I only brought the Edgeworth costume to this con, as I had nothing newer prepared and really need to wash out the Dead!Seishirou costume before it makes another appearance. Granted, I had yet to see a single damn CLAMP costume that wasn't from Chobits, Tsubasa, or xxxHolic, so maybe that would have been bunk. I had a fuck of a lot of people ask if I was from Dir en gray last time I wore it, srsly.
I was back in program operations the majority of the day registering our guests. They were all extremely nice and engaging, which, given some horror stories I have heard about convention guests, was refreshing. I was half-afraid I would be the one who had snarked away a popular-yet-assholish guest this con. Whatever. The opportunity never arose because everyone was so damn nice.
The girl who was instructing the Lucky Star dance was kind enough to let me borrow her pom-poms to do this:
They are the exact same damn color as my suit. Srsly. This is the suit that came with free tampons. Trufax.
Vicky and I judged the AMV contest again. The entries were overall far better than they were last year; I was extremely impressed. I actually saw two good Linkin Park entries in one contest. That is almost unheard of. We were starving afterward and wandered into the con suite to see if there was any food left, which is where we saw Raptor Jesus. When I yelled this like the /b/tard I am this really skinny guy with a Shoop da Whoop tattoo yelled "Oh my god, a femanon!", and told me Tits or GTFO. He was falling-over drunk.
We returned to the apartment and crashed hardcore.
Saturday: Day 2
I was too damn tired to put on the Edgeworth costume, and my head was still sore from that damn wig, so I went in plainclothes, which still results in multiple people asking me what I'm cosplaying. We were all dead tired. I worked program registration until we blissfully closed early for Masquerade at around 5-6, and I managed to slip into the dealer's room and get a pimp-ass hat to replace the pimp-ass hat I left on the Venus Flash.
I did line control for the masquerade line, during which I kept passing this one gentleman wearing surgical gloves, which I later discovered were because he was working with silver. My story would have been better if he was severely germaphobic. He had advice for me each time I passed by, which I promised I would report to my supervisor. (Spoiler: I didn't.) He was very concerned that people would be allowed to cut between the break in the lines separating the hallway line from the outdoor line. I assured him we had it under control. He was also very concerned that the people smoking in the balcony would drop ash onto the line below. I assured him, again, we would look into it.
Fail.
Old meme is old.
I wish I knew how to quit you.
We visited the dance briefly, and since it smelled like unwashed fans and we were tired, we just left. Ran into Sheri (
sanji_cat). We were able to get a room as we were con staff, which was insanely nice given that we were exhausted and had to be back at the con center early the next morning. We had brought clothes and toothpaste in anticipation of this. We crashed hardcore at about 2 AM.Sunday: Day 3
The Gyakuten Saiban gathering was this morning. I managed to haul out of bed and get my Edgeworth costume together in time to briefly meet with the group, which is where I found Hammer (
xxjewhammerxx) and Daniel. Fan~service.
Hammer and myself, keeping it real.
Not sure if want...
Daniel approves of this faggotry.
Prosecution will fuck you up.
This is my smug face.
I took a few pictures, and raced backstage for the Gothic Lolita fashion not cosplay; damn you fantards show. There were some gorgeous dresses, and two guys in drag who managed to even fool me until they started talking. Hats off to them. I was a fatty and ate a lot of the food that was left out for the models.
Dash and Diana (
xel_ko), keeping it real.Edgeworth in his natural environment. Yes, the orange juice looks like Egg Beaters.
One of Diana's friends came dressed as an amazing Hanekoma-san from World Ends With You, who I kind of like, though I know for the rest of the time he was one of the Persona 4 men in beauty contest drag. So, of course, like the weeaboo faggot I am, I made him take a picture with me.
A couple of badasses.
And then he drank an entire pitcher of
After the fashion show I went for a late lunch with Hammer and Daniel, and we walked around the dealers' hall before both of them had to leave. Ran into Sheri again, and she gave me an awesome Dethklok ribbon for my badge, along with a Gamer ribbon as I had yet to actually go to the gaming room. I stayed late with the staff to tear down, where I had some great conversations with Tadao waiting for stuff out by the Pod, and we ended up at Carl's Jr. where I got myself a very well-deserved chocolate milkshake.
We returned to the hotel around midnight anticipating driving back to the apartment, but apparently, they had rooms for another whole night. Apparently, also, many of the staff members wanted to go home, so Vicky, Hillel, Pearl, and myself ended up splitting the two-bedroom, huge-living room con suite between the four of us. It was fucking epic. I had an entire bed, and it was awesome. I took a long, hot shower (not that kind; I was too tired), and joined Vicky in Diana's and Toggy's (
toggy) room to watch Sukiyaki Western Django, which is Miike's take on a Western in which Japanese actors speak entirely in (very bad, horrible) English dialogue, and you can barrel roll your way out of a gunfight. Srsly. It was good to see them all, but I was utterly shattered and had to return to the room to get some sleep.As per usual, I spent more in the dealer's hall than I had anticipated, which is impressive given how little time I got to spend in there. Aside from the hat, my obsession with plastic crap manifested itself in the form of a $5 figure of Riza Hawkeye I could not believe I found, a Palkia keychain, and a Piplup phone charm, both of the latter of which are going on my shoulder bag. I got the box sets of Gankutsuou and Haibane Renmei, the former of which I have been meaning to watch for ages and the latter of which I need to finish and have not seen in ages. Apparently Geneon went under, so both of these titles have been out-of-print for quite some time. I got several more stickers for my laptop, as if it needed any more, in the form of my two Big Gay Lawyers, Link, the Hiitachin twins, and Itoshiki-sensei, and I got a picture of Dr. House in which he looks shocking tsundere. Vicky got me a Dr. Crane pin. Joy.
