Zappy Bitch

The Doctor: So you’re here to pick him up?

Kaminari: Thank you.

Aizawa: I didn’t say that was a good thing.

So,

via a recent reblog, I found out that the story of my friend’s hotel room had circulated far and wide across the internet. May I just say that this story is completely true and I was there to witness the bathroom. The post was made on /cgl/ but neither of us circulated it back to tumblr because we tend to not want to connect the two sites.

I’ll repost the story and then go into details after.

The story goes, as posted by my friend and experienced first hand.

Room with friends for Anime Expo. They have a few stragglers to makeup for last minute drop outs in the room. They don’t know one of the girls to well but they need the money. Girl IS probably where the term Hambeast originated as well as a few other words. (See: Weeaboo, japanophile, fucking retard) We’ll call her Tarry. We get to the con Friday night and Tarry is 3 hours late. (This wouldn’t have mattered but we had to pay at check in and she hadn’t paid yet).

Get settled in. She throws her stuff all over the room and proceeds to start yaking about her new favorite thing. Homestuck. (A forward, I don’t mind homestuck itself, but I hate the fandom.) Saturday rolls around. Tarry is cosplaying a troll from homestuck. (The one with the red eyes and the Libra symbol.) She locks herself in the bathroom. “I need to get into my troll makeup! Don’t come in!” 2 Hours later she still isn’t done. There are 2 people in the room with Trinity Blood costumes, and my self and my friend have makeup that takes at least an hour to apply. Plus we all still need to shower. (Not that our costumes automatically take priority but 2 hours, really?) We notice a funny smell coming from the bathroom. Door is locked, and she wont let us in.

15 minutes later we start to get really suspicious. Friend decides to shimmy open the door. Her purse and valuables are in there and she needs to go. Get door open. Tarry is sitting in the bathtub, naked. The bathtub is filled almost half way with what we later found out was 70% alchohol and sharpie dye. Bottles and sharpies everywhere. It’s all over the walls. On the tile. On almost all the towels. On several articles of clothing and bags in the bathroom. What she says? 

“I was going to clean it up!”

BITCH YOU TRIED TO DYE YOURSELF GREY IN A BATHTUB.  We kick her out of the room. She pays the $700 dollars in damage fees. She gets skin poisoning/damage from her stupid stunt. Fucking Homestuck fans. 

That’s the story as was posted. To clarify, it was one of those situations where my friend needed people in her room desperately because people had dropped out and we all know how expensive hotels were. They had known the girl from a prior convention and of course she seemed sane enough but things just went progressively downhill as the convention went on.

People have been saying that one can’t get ink poisoning from Sharpies, and while you actually can, the other thing was that she had used a mix of sharpies and 70%  alchohol to dye herself in. Along with alchohol poisoning, over exposure to the substances combine can produce various negative effects on the body. 

I was called about the situation and dropped by my friends hotel as they were moving stuff out. The whole hotel room reeked of sharpies and alchohol. There were hand prints and streaks of grey/black sharpie residue everywhere and they had kept Tarry there to take down to the hotel staff to report the incident and have her pay for the damages.

So yeah. That’s the story. It happened. I’ll try to dig up the picture of the hotel bathroom if I can find it to post up because damn. shit was redonk.

The moral of the story is to not be such a fucking idiot and think before you act.

oh no