Don't Mind Me

He could never not smile when he sees the moon of his life. That much he knew.

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(A couple of them actually called the cops on us because there were people walking around with giant cardboard weapons. And the police were like “what do you expect us to do? It’s a comic con, we can’t tell them to stop… they literally go through a weapons check at the event”).

(My friends and I also had some of them come up to us at a restaurant to ask us “what the fuck an anime was” and if it was just “one big party”).

I witnessed men give an extremely wide berth to a passing Silent Hill cosplayer, a LOT of head shaking, and one woman actually clutched her pearls.

The best part was watching the Republicans attempting to find a place to sit when they broke for lunch and staring at the eating area with both disdain and dispair with their trays.

One year, there was an anime/comic con scheduled in Las Vegas at the same time as a Baptist convention.

There was a gentleman of some stature and size who was cosplaying as a demon character of some kind (I have heard it as ‘Goliath from Gargoyles’ as well) who left his room to head to the masquerade and convention floor.

He traveled down a few floors in the elevator and then the doors opened again…. to reveal a group of little old Baptist ladies waiting, all in their church hats and Sunday best, to go to a show.

They blinked at him.

He blinked at them.

And then he smiled broadly at them, one and all, and said “going down?” in a deep, stentorian voice  with a gallant sweep of his arm.

Apparently the door closed without a single one getting on or saying a word.

Most of us didn’t mind the kids and teenagers, of course, although some of them were a little perplexed by us

The actual issue was all the soccer moms, hence why an elevator ride with Pyramid Head turned awkward for much different reasons than you’d expect one year (you’d think the lady would have at least had the sense not to whisper loudly at her kids not to look at PH as if she thought we couldn’t hear her)

Dianne, you’re the one who thinks it’s appropriate to put your little girl in a costume you’d find on the Dallas Cowboys’ cheer squad, you’ve got no place for moralizing.

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“Freedom”

Together we shall overcome this.

Used one brush for everything but the freckles and after texture and I'm kind of impressed with myself