Adventure(con) Ho!
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seiberwingYeah, East Tennessee has cons. Who knew? I didn't, or at least not until my parents saw an article on it in the paper yesterday. My dad (who has always wanted to see a proper con, although to be honest I think he just wanted to hang out with me) and I went up to Pigeon Forge in the afternoon. Traffic was mad, but it was oh so deliciously worth it.
Yep, I'm the housewife. The trenchcoat was damned hot and exactly one person knew who I was, but it’s the thought that counts.
Moments later the actual owner of the TARDIS came along to pose for me.
Team Fortress 2 lads!
Snake Eyes, of GI Joe.
And little Snake Eyes!
Gratuitous steampunk, always a good thing.
…some hot guy in red leather with a sword. I dunno. He had some friends about in similar garb but I never caught the fandom.
Two more of the leather and studs brigade.
One of the stall owners was selling Lego figures. Pricey, but fun to look at.
The DeLorean, raising money for Parkinson’s Research and being awesome while doing so.
Stormies! I got a formal picture of me posing with them but for some reason it completely disappeared from my camera, along with a picture of me fighting Harley Quinn and her rubber chicken with my rolling pin. You’ll have to take my word for how awesome it was.
Iron Fist and Moon Knight? I think?
Ickle Supergirl and…Kon-El? I think?
Why, yes. That is professional wrestler Mick Foley. If you don’t see me for a while it’s because I’m recovering from the jealousy-induced beating by certain members of my friends group.
The crime fighting lifestyle can be dangerous. What’s worse is when the hospital won’t give you a Rorschach-print sling.
Zombies?
Batfamily!
IDK, they was pretty and selling prints. I’m a shutterbug.
Walter Kovacs, and the only person in the entire con who actually knew what I was talking about. Wish I’d gotten her email, she seemed a nice sort.
Adorable child! No clue what they’re supposed to be.
I’m not sure I like how the guy in the back is looking at the two little kids, he’s got ‘Revenge of the Sith’ Anakin eyes.
…scantily clad women! Why not.
Found in the parking lot. I’m informed by Reclusemun that OKC is the name of an Oklahoma Star Wars group of some sort.
And here I must interject a story of minor woe. It’s the Saturday before Memorial Day and we’re up in Pigeon Forge, which is basically the Las Vegas of this end of the state. It’s full of kitsch and tourist traps and inns and tiny funfairs and all the sorts of things where you pay too much to do too little. Traffic was squished bumper to bumper for miles, bottlenecked at the traffic lights. Dad was getting tired of walking around and wanted to go get a coffee, so we went out and drove three miles down to a Starbucks.
Three miles, and it took us nearly thirty minutes to go there, get the coffee, and come back. I was twitching the whole time because I was supposed to show up for the costume contest at 3:15 and we showed up at about 3:25. I got back just in time to…
…spend ten minutes milling about with the other costumers. Yeah.
Wonderful Hunter who totally should have won the Best in Horror prize instead of that Ash with the cardboard chainsaw. Bloody favoritism.
Red Skull, Best Male Costume
Carnage, Best in Comics. Although for some reason he never showed up to receive his prize, he might have gotten lost during the parade.
The Comedian gets a quick pre-contest snuggle from his girlfriend.
A Cylon who took Best in Science Fiction.
Hellgirl and two Fallout 3 persons. Hellgirl took Best Female.
Awww.
Indiana Jones and I think two Kill Bill characters? I forget.
They were in the Horror category, but I’d swear they were the guys from The Warriors.
Satine, of Moulin Rouge.
A lovely Ghost Rider.
Our judges, complete with Zatanna as announcer.
And here is where my dad sort of fails. See, I gave him the camera and told him to stand in the contest room and get pictures for me. I naturally assumed he would understand to take pictures of the contestants, since that’s what I wanted pictures of and everyone would probably get their costumes off after the contest because it was so damned hot. He did not quite get it.
"You gave me your camera to take pictures during the costume contest, but I kept jumping because I thought it was you but it wasn't. ^_^"
"...you were trying to take pictures of me?"
"Yeah."
"I already have pictures of me. You were supposed to take pictures of everyone else."
"But that's not what I was interested in, I wanted a picture of you!"
"..."
So here I am waiting at the door to be judged.
And this is why I need to stop giving Dad my camera. At least shaking my rolling pin around got a half-decent laugh, when I entered there was an awkward silence before people applauded out of pity.
A few of the kiddy contestants. The Wonder Woman girl took Best Female in the children’s contest.
Leia, disguised as the bounty hunter Boushh from Return of the Jedi.
A couple of Mandalorians.
My father turns his back on the Dark Side.
An Obi Wan, another Mandalorian, and a Tusken Raider who took Best in Star Wars while one of the kids with him took Best in Show in the children’s category as a Jawa. We’ll see more of them later.
A few Organization 13 people.
From some Phantom of the Opera parody or something.
My dad sneaks into the photo with a Skeksis, who won Best in Fantasy. “How do you see out of that thing?” I asked him. “Not well,” he answered.
Darth Maul. Duh.
More contest scenes. And I have no idea who the people in the leather are, besides awesome.
Post-contest, after our big parade around the convention hall in which I shook my rolling pin at people. We await results, which were either a model/bust or a model/bust with money attached to it.
Backs of the leather and studs brigade.
Bitty Thor takes Best Male in the children’s division.
More children in costume.
Some Marvel people.
An Iron Man who took Best in Show. He won $250 and that probably is far less than the cost of his suit.
A Wolverine. He was with the other Marvel people but wandered off.
…people!
More X-men.
Tusken and son.
Reclusemun gave me a shrug on these two, so I have nothing besides ‘Random Sith’ and ‘Possibly Sith, possibly not even in the Star Wars fandom’.
And no con is complete without a gold bikini Leia!
Harley. There was another Harley, but as I stated earlier that picture’s gone missing.
No idea but it probably involves anime.
Ewok pwning.
The Empire’s really lowered its recruiting age lately.
Pretty self-explanatory shirts.
And I finally corner the Tusken Raider, right before Dad makes me leave because he’s old and gets tired easily.
The Jawa kids, the Raider’s son and younger brother. I didn’t get them with their masks on became (and one can hardly blame them in the heat) they took them off seconds after the contest was over.
And then we left because Dad was getting tired and didn't want to wait around for me to try giving blood in return for a free t-shirt. A very good time had by all!
Yep, I'm the housewife. The trenchcoat was damned hot and exactly one person knew who I was, but it’s the thought that counts.
Moments later the actual owner of the TARDIS came along to pose for me.
Team Fortress 2 lads!
Snake Eyes, of GI Joe.
And little Snake Eyes!
Gratuitous steampunk, always a good thing.
…some hot guy in red leather with a sword. I dunno. He had some friends about in similar garb but I never caught the fandom.
Two more of the leather and studs brigade.
One of the stall owners was selling Lego figures. Pricey, but fun to look at.
The DeLorean, raising money for Parkinson’s Research and being awesome while doing so.
Stormies! I got a formal picture of me posing with them but for some reason it completely disappeared from my camera, along with a picture of me fighting Harley Quinn and her rubber chicken with my rolling pin. You’ll have to take my word for how awesome it was.
Iron Fist and Moon Knight? I think?
Ickle Supergirl and…Kon-El? I think?
Why, yes. That is professional wrestler Mick Foley. If you don’t see me for a while it’s because I’m recovering from the jealousy-induced beating by certain members of my friends group.
The crime fighting lifestyle can be dangerous. What’s worse is when the hospital won’t give you a Rorschach-print sling.
Zombies?
Batfamily!
IDK, they was pretty and selling prints. I’m a shutterbug.
Walter Kovacs, and the only person in the entire con who actually knew what I was talking about. Wish I’d gotten her email, she seemed a nice sort.
Adorable child! No clue what they’re supposed to be.
I’m not sure I like how the guy in the back is looking at the two little kids, he’s got ‘Revenge of the Sith’ Anakin eyes.
…scantily clad women! Why not.
Found in the parking lot. I’m informed by Reclusemun that OKC is the name of an Oklahoma Star Wars group of some sort.
And here I must interject a story of minor woe. It’s the Saturday before Memorial Day and we’re up in Pigeon Forge, which is basically the Las Vegas of this end of the state. It’s full of kitsch and tourist traps and inns and tiny funfairs and all the sorts of things where you pay too much to do too little. Traffic was squished bumper to bumper for miles, bottlenecked at the traffic lights. Dad was getting tired of walking around and wanted to go get a coffee, so we went out and drove three miles down to a Starbucks.
Three miles, and it took us nearly thirty minutes to go there, get the coffee, and come back. I was twitching the whole time because I was supposed to show up for the costume contest at 3:15 and we showed up at about 3:25. I got back just in time to…
…spend ten minutes milling about with the other costumers. Yeah.
Wonderful Hunter who totally should have won the Best in Horror prize instead of that Ash with the cardboard chainsaw. Bloody favoritism.
Red Skull, Best Male Costume
Carnage, Best in Comics. Although for some reason he never showed up to receive his prize, he might have gotten lost during the parade.
The Comedian gets a quick pre-contest snuggle from his girlfriend.
A Cylon who took Best in Science Fiction.
Hellgirl and two Fallout 3 persons. Hellgirl took Best Female.
Awww.
Indiana Jones and I think two Kill Bill characters? I forget.
They were in the Horror category, but I’d swear they were the guys from The Warriors.
Satine, of Moulin Rouge.
A lovely Ghost Rider.
Our judges, complete with Zatanna as announcer.
And here is where my dad sort of fails. See, I gave him the camera and told him to stand in the contest room and get pictures for me. I naturally assumed he would understand to take pictures of the contestants, since that’s what I wanted pictures of and everyone would probably get their costumes off after the contest because it was so damned hot. He did not quite get it.
"You gave me your camera to take pictures during the costume contest, but I kept jumping because I thought it was you but it wasn't. ^_^"
"...you were trying to take pictures of me?"
"Yeah."
"I already have pictures of me. You were supposed to take pictures of everyone else."
"But that's not what I was interested in, I wanted a picture of you!"
"..."
So here I am waiting at the door to be judged.
And this is why I need to stop giving Dad my camera. At least shaking my rolling pin around got a half-decent laugh, when I entered there was an awkward silence before people applauded out of pity.
A few of the kiddy contestants. The Wonder Woman girl took Best Female in the children’s contest.
Leia, disguised as the bounty hunter Boushh from Return of the Jedi.
A couple of Mandalorians.
My father turns his back on the Dark Side.
An Obi Wan, another Mandalorian, and a Tusken Raider who took Best in Star Wars while one of the kids with him took Best in Show in the children’s category as a Jawa. We’ll see more of them later.
A few Organization 13 people.
From some Phantom of the Opera parody or something.
My dad sneaks into the photo with a Skeksis, who won Best in Fantasy. “How do you see out of that thing?” I asked him. “Not well,” he answered.
Darth Maul. Duh.
More contest scenes. And I have no idea who the people in the leather are, besides awesome.
Post-contest, after our big parade around the convention hall in which I shook my rolling pin at people. We await results, which were either a model/bust or a model/bust with money attached to it.
Backs of the leather and studs brigade.
Bitty Thor takes Best Male in the children’s division.
More children in costume.
Some Marvel people.
An Iron Man who took Best in Show. He won $250 and that probably is far less than the cost of his suit.
A Wolverine. He was with the other Marvel people but wandered off.
…people!
More X-men.
Tusken and son.
Reclusemun gave me a shrug on these two, so I have nothing besides ‘Random Sith’ and ‘Possibly Sith, possibly not even in the Star Wars fandom’.
And no con is complete without a gold bikini Leia!
Harley. There was another Harley, but as I stated earlier that picture’s gone missing.
No idea but it probably involves anime.
Ewok pwning.
The Empire’s really lowered its recruiting age lately.
Pretty self-explanatory shirts.
And I finally corner the Tusken Raider, right before Dad makes me leave because he’s old and gets tired easily.
The Jawa kids, the Raider’s son and younger brother. I didn’t get them with their masks on became (and one can hardly blame them in the heat) they took them off seconds after the contest was over.
And then we left because Dad was getting tired and didn't want to wait around for me to try giving blood in return for a free t-shirt. A very good time had by all!
