




So I'm pretty aware of the fact that it had been over a week since Comic Con at this point. But
A) butt load of pictures and tons to talk about (hence it being split into multiple parts
B) recuperating and you know... having to go to school.... and ... stuff
I'm sure at this point, since a fair amount of you are also friends with Miss Elisa on livejournal that you've seen a lot of these pictures and heard these stories. Fah! I say! I have a few different ones in here, and you didn't get to hear *MY* sides of the stories, now did you?
That's what I thought! You shut up when you're talking to me or else you'll wake up in a coma!
Now to begin my report on the most amazing
four days of my life con ever:
Registration DayHo boy, Registration day, I don't think Elisa talked much in the way of all about registration day.
So I guess I will, all right?
Basically, Tuesday I spent the night at Elisa's so we could both easily get into the same taxi to go to the air port for our flight @ 11 AM to San Diego (this was the first con I've ever *flown* to).
I don't know if you've ever heard me express my hatred of airports? If you have not already, my friend, you are about to.
I *HATE* airports. I don't so much mind the actual flying, aside from the fact that it plays hanky panky with my sinuses, but that aside, fine, whatever.
Me and Elisa had our act together though, and *WE* had showed up in the airport with plenty of time to spare before our flight, this other woman though, this horrible, horrible woman, and her poor ancient mother were not so much, apparently.
First the woman very brusquely pushes past me and Elisa to the security check point, and then more demands then ask that we let her mother ahead as well (which we would have done anyway you hysterical cow, there's no call for rudeness). After all this she is informed that she has to take her laptop out of her suitcase and run it through the x-ray again, the whole time she is bellowing (and I do mean that literally) about how her plane is going to leave in ten minutes.
And then she yells "LOOKIT! NOW I'VE CUT MYSELF!!!" and starts waving her hand around bellowing "I'M BLEEDING! I'M BLEEDING!!!". Elisa already made it through the check point, me I got stuck behind crazy horrible woman who is waving her arms around and bleeding all over the counter to the dismay of the staff and me and they have to scoot me and my baggage around horrible screaming woman.
And by the way, I forgot that my tazer was in my purse, and they didn't even notice, they just cleared it through.
Ellen (Elisa's mom) was amazing, basically all weekend, she picked us up from the airport and took us to the hotel, and also treated us to lunch of Indian food, and then drove us to the convention center for our registration.
Which I had been *REALLY* worried that they were going to make me go and get each day instead of on preview night, because of how I had to buy each day separately.
And the line, my God the line, I wish I had taken a picture of how ghastly it was. But somebody else took a picture, where you can sort of see it, and I *ahem*
Edited it and this picture does not even give you and idea of half so horrible as it was to actually be in the thick of it.
But once we got through it I ended up not having to fight tooth and nail for my right to my badges, they just forked them over, and even let me go in for preview night!
Which was awesome ... and also a really bad idea.... since I immediately threw my money at posters and action figures.
But the day resolved nicely, and me, Elisa, and Ellen got yummy pizza stuffs for din-dins after wards.
( Registration Day pictures )Day 1Basically THE-MOST-AMAZING-DAY-EVER.
We knew that there was going to be a Torchwood and a Doctor Who panel. And there was confirmation that Naoko Mori (Tosh from Torchwood) and Steven Moffat (the best writer of New Who that there is, who is going to be taking over DW in 2010 and hopefully saving us from the pains inflicted by RTD) would be signing autographs. So me and Elisa wanted to get to the con early enough to get our tickets for Naoko and the Moff and still have ample time to go get a decent seat for the panels.
When we got there there were two lines, we were very confused. So I tapped this man on the shoulder and asked him what he was in line for, and he told us "the John Barrowman signing". To which I believe Elisa's jaw dropped and I let out a very shrill "WHAT?!?!?". The man kindly directed me to where tickets could be purchased to have John Barrowman's autograph.
While we were getting our tickets we kept hearing buzz about "Gareth" signing as well. Couldn't possibly be *OUR* Gareth could it? We both said. Not *OUR* Ianto Jones. So Elisa held our space and I investigated. And found Gareth David-Lloyd at an autograph table next to John Barrowman's in all his understated cute Welsh glory.
Two more tickets were purchased, and we tried not to vomit from nerves while we waited to talk to them.
I was in my Rose Tyler outfit from "The Empty Child"/"The Doctor Dances", which was hot and uncomfortable, but I needed to be in the full ensemble when I met John Barrowman, so I toughed it out.
When it was my turn to get my autograph from John the man sitting next to him, who I assume is there to make sure that John doesn't get harassed/maimed/sexed/all of the above, gives me this really critical look, especially my union flag t-shirt, and says in the pissiest British accent I have ever heard.
"Are you British?"
me: "... no..."
"Do you just like things that *ARE* British?"
me:" .... umm, what?"
"Your shirt!"
At which point John chimes in with the most smooth and slick Captain Jack-ness ever and says
"No, no, she's
Rose" and smiles his much too enchanting smile and says "I saved you in that outfit" I think I agreed, I was a little flustered. And then he says "Your skin is much nicer then Billie Piper's though"
.and I almost died.
Not only was one of the most insanely charming men ever in existence complimenting me, but he was saying that I was in someway superior to the woman who is, in my opinion, the embodiment of all things beautiful, I would give my left kidney to look like Billie Piper... or my right one... either really.... but that's starting to get away from me now...
So I moved to the side so Elisa can get her Torchwood poster (that she had brought along for Naoko Mori to sign). And the child stepped on it. I kid you not.
Ripped the damn thing.
John Barrowman, one of the sweetest men in the history of the world, tells the people at the booth he is signing at the get her another poster (the irony of which being that they are selling the exact poster Elisa had, for $50, whereas we had gotten hers for only $6).
He tells her "don't worry, it's on me", and then signs her new poster and yells "DON'T STEP ON IT!" at her. So I say
"Oooooooh! You got yelled at by Captain Jack!" to which responds
"That's right, do it again and I'll spank you!"
What? Jealous dear? Who dear? Me dear? no dear!
... yes, dear.
BUT ANYWAY
Gareth David-Lloyd had been quite amused by the Elisa poster shenanigans, but said nothing of it to her. And he was so so sweet, and he personalized our things, when really they were only just supposed to sign things (no personalization, no requests, no nothing kid! And if you don't like it take your business the next town over where they appreciate that sort of thing!)
Me and Elisa thanked them both profusely and then hurridly walked away all stiff legged until we were out of ear shot, at which point we grabbed hands and jumped up and down screaming like teenage nutjobs. Because we are dorks.
(on a side note, somebody get these damn fig newtons away from me before I eat the whole box... back to business)
The Doctor Who panel was awesome, Russell T Davies didn't make it. Which is okay, because I might have grabbed him by the neck and started screaming "HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!?!?!? WHY???? WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?!?!?!??!?!"
But Steven Moffat did make it, and that's what really matters, since he is made of awesome. And they showed us the full length trailer for the upcoming Christmas Special, and the Moff is absolutely hilarious and is *COMPLETELY* all 3 of the men from coupling.
The Torchwood panel, was even more awesome though.
John Barrowman is the most fascinatingly energetic person ever born. He's twice my age and has 50x more energy then me, how did this happen? But they were so cool about answering everybody's questions, and him and Naoko Mori sang a duet from Miss Saigon ...which I am kicking myself for not recording ... BUT LOOK! SOMEONE ELSE DID!
Moving along.
Afterwards me and Elisa got to go stand in line for the Naoko Mori singing (I spent a good chunk of my time in line pining over a really cute Doctor cosplayer, but life goes on)
She was so incredibly sweet, she talked to us WAY longer then she should have, and she personalized my autograph, and I gushed at her.... a lot...
I think I told her I loved her like.... 10 times? Geez...
Then it was off to *ANOTHER* Line for the Steven Moffat signing.
I can't really tell you about what conversation was had between him and Elisa, since I couldn't hear that far, but when I first walked up I was greeted by him exclaiming:
"Oh my God! It's ROSE TYLER!" ... this made me much too happy... and I gushed at him too, about how he had written all of my favourite episodes, and how coupling was one of the most amazing shows ever made.
Then lovely, wonderful Ellen listened to us gush like morons and took us out to eat a fancy shmancy restraunt. I <3 you Ellen.
Elisa, I <3 your mom
( Day One pictures )Day Two:I was dressed up as Rose again, this time from the "Idiot's Lantern". Pink and fluffy costume of awesomeness, except for the shoes... which hurt.... really bad.
But I digress.
There wasn't as much going on the second day, but it was already the best con ever, so we didn't mind. We didn't even mind that much that we couldn't get into the MST3K panel, though that would have been nice.
So we mainly just took pictures that day, and then I mostly changed out of costume and we went and met up with Talaya and saw "The Worst Cartoons ever" which is sheer brilliance, and then we caught the very end of Simon Pegg's Spaced panel, but we had made it in time to see the three episodes that that they showed of it.
( Day Two pictures )Now that was slightly draining, the second half will be up either tonight or tomorrow night. Depending on the tired factor.