my experiences at PAX East 2015
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mindcracklove so! first off, hello, how are y'all doin', it's been awhile, etc, etc.
this post is part bragging, part related to the salad as a whole. it involves embarrassing myself, meeting lots of friends and mindcrackers, and hanging out with an irl friend that i hadn't seen in a good few months.
here we go! i hope the pictures go under the cut lmao.
so we get to the convention center. it's freezing outside and i wore a skirt and some thigh high socks, so we kinda booked it to the center. the bag check is long and i briefly see guude in front of us but i didn't get to say hi. we go in, wait in line for the expo hall to open for a long time and, eventually, get in and look around. i came into boston on the commuter rail and my friend, ethan, took the subway, and we met at the station and headed down together.
we look at some indie games, marvel at the big booths with the incredibly long lines, and decide to walk around the outside. we come back into the front lobby area and i notice the operation supply drop booth...
with one BTC standing inside, talking to the people there.
i go to wait so i can talk with him, when a guy approaches us and asks if we know about operation supply drop. we do but we ask questions anyways since we don't want to stand there like idiots, staring at BTC.
and then he asks me if i want to do the push-up contest.
i am five feet tall, 100 lbs. but all of that weight is boobs and fat, next to no muscles except my legs.
i hesitate but am eventually swayed into signing up. im nervous because, damn, im not the best at push-ups. put my info into a "liability waver" which scares me a little bit because i could actively die during these push-ups. it was likely too, my heart could implode and i'd just die on the spot.
anyways, i finish up and he tells me to go over there and get on the ground. i do, assuming my well-learned "push-up position" that a gym teacher of mine made us all do for way too long.
and i start doing push-ups.
my outfit that day, by the way, was a skirt with no tights, just thigh-high socks, and a loose fitting crop top. my ass was facing the covered window, so i wasn't worried about that but, while my bra was cute, i didn't exactly want to show the whole convention center.
they tell me to put my head up and i resign to my fate. hope the con liked my bra.
sometime during the pushups, BTC looks over and yells at me "THOSE DON'T COUNT" to which i fire back "SHUT UP BTC!!"
i didn't embarrass myself too badly and end up knocking out twenty. i would've done a bit more but BTC was watching and i was made nervous by that.
my friend signs up to and i completely ignore him to talk to BTC.
i start to introduce myself and BTC says that he knows who i am, and opens his arms. i hesitate for a brief second, opening my own arms and we move forwards at the same time, hugging. it was a nice hug.
i show him some drawings and he jokes "more art?" to which i say "of course". ethan finishes his pushups and hops up.
i ask for a picture with BTC. well more like a selfie.
wow holy big image. at least it looks like in the text box.
my friend gets a pic with him too and we part. he hugs me again and shakes my friend's hand. i like BTC hugs.
fast forwards to the meetup. 2 pm EST, they make us meet outside. it's freezing outside and the snow is melting off the roof, dropping cold water onto us. we get cards from wes and talk to BTC a bit more before meeting some friends from his stream. they were all super nice.
i approach the large crowd and overhear someone talking about fanfiction to chad. salad fanfictions.
she finishes her conversation with chad and i tap her on the shoulder, quietly asking her if she's salad.
and, of course she's salad. she created it after all.
i introduce myself and we both get excited. i like her fics and she likes mine!
and that's how kawa and i ended up hanging out for the rest of the con.
meetup stuff first though, than a brief summary because this is getting loooooong.
i met everyone. images don't want to work suddenly so here's a link to the tumblr url.
now how this pertains to salad. kawa is talking with guude about salad and i walk up and join the conversation. he brings up an event where aureylian read a fic of rebekah's on coestar's stream and how he thought the writer got mad. to which i responded that it was i who got mad, and i explained why. that, to the mindcrackers, they don't care. but the other fans do.
he said something about having to learn to respond to criticism, to which i responded that there was a difference between "hey, this needs to be worked on" and "you're disgusting, go die".
he understood that i think.
we talked a bit more about it, about various salad-y things. and then the meetup kinda broke up.
then it was me, my friend, and BTC suddenly. we walked for a few seconds with BTC before going our own separate ways. he mentioned that it was the last convention he's probably going to go to and that it's the last time we'd ever see each other in person.
it was sad actually. he looked a bit sad, sounded a bit sad, and i know i probably looked sad.
so we hugged once more. a bit longer, or it felt longer, definitely tighter. a very nice hug. he tells me he'll see me in his stream, and off we go. our own separate ways.
i wish he'd change his mind about the con thing. maybe he will, maybe not.
and off my friend and i went for some lunch
later, we met up with kawa again and hung out. chatted a lot, played some table top games. including a big game of pirate munchkin with the strangers sitting at our table, which was a lot of fun!
after that, ethan and i grabbed dinner. then headed back to the convention center one last time. we head into the music hall and catch the end of this incredible performance. i didn't see kawa when i walked in but she tapped me on the shoulder and we chatted a bit, listening to the awesome music.
then it was time to go. the last train home was at 10 pm and it was getting too close to that time. i hug kawa and we promise to keep in touch, and off my friend and i walk, back to the station to catch our train.
it was a lot of fun! i hung out with awesome people, had a pretty awesome dinner, and saw some really cool stuff.
next stop, PAX East 2016!!
this post is part bragging, part related to the salad as a whole. it involves embarrassing myself, meeting lots of friends and mindcrackers, and hanging out with an irl friend that i hadn't seen in a good few months.
here we go! i hope the pictures go under the cut lmao.
so we get to the convention center. it's freezing outside and i wore a skirt and some thigh high socks, so we kinda booked it to the center. the bag check is long and i briefly see guude in front of us but i didn't get to say hi. we go in, wait in line for the expo hall to open for a long time and, eventually, get in and look around. i came into boston on the commuter rail and my friend, ethan, took the subway, and we met at the station and headed down together.
we look at some indie games, marvel at the big booths with the incredibly long lines, and decide to walk around the outside. we come back into the front lobby area and i notice the operation supply drop booth...
with one BTC standing inside, talking to the people there.
i go to wait so i can talk with him, when a guy approaches us and asks if we know about operation supply drop. we do but we ask questions anyways since we don't want to stand there like idiots, staring at BTC.
and then he asks me if i want to do the push-up contest.
i am five feet tall, 100 lbs. but all of that weight is boobs and fat, next to no muscles except my legs.
i hesitate but am eventually swayed into signing up. im nervous because, damn, im not the best at push-ups. put my info into a "liability waver" which scares me a little bit because i could actively die during these push-ups. it was likely too, my heart could implode and i'd just die on the spot.
anyways, i finish up and he tells me to go over there and get on the ground. i do, assuming my well-learned "push-up position" that a gym teacher of mine made us all do for way too long.
and i start doing push-ups.
my outfit that day, by the way, was a skirt with no tights, just thigh-high socks, and a loose fitting crop top. my ass was facing the covered window, so i wasn't worried about that but, while my bra was cute, i didn't exactly want to show the whole convention center.
they tell me to put my head up and i resign to my fate. hope the con liked my bra.
sometime during the pushups, BTC looks over and yells at me "THOSE DON'T COUNT" to which i fire back "SHUT UP BTC!!"
i didn't embarrass myself too badly and end up knocking out twenty. i would've done a bit more but BTC was watching and i was made nervous by that.
my friend signs up to and i completely ignore him to talk to BTC.
i start to introduce myself and BTC says that he knows who i am, and opens his arms. i hesitate for a brief second, opening my own arms and we move forwards at the same time, hugging. it was a nice hug.
i show him some drawings and he jokes "more art?" to which i say "of course". ethan finishes his pushups and hops up.
i ask for a picture with BTC. well more like a selfie.
wow holy big image. at least it looks like in the text box.
my friend gets a pic with him too and we part. he hugs me again and shakes my friend's hand. i like BTC hugs.
fast forwards to the meetup. 2 pm EST, they make us meet outside. it's freezing outside and the snow is melting off the roof, dropping cold water onto us. we get cards from wes and talk to BTC a bit more before meeting some friends from his stream. they were all super nice.
i approach the large crowd and overhear someone talking about fanfiction to chad. salad fanfictions.
she finishes her conversation with chad and i tap her on the shoulder, quietly asking her if she's salad.
and, of course she's salad. she created it after all.
i introduce myself and we both get excited. i like her fics and she likes mine!
and that's how kawa and i ended up hanging out for the rest of the con.
meetup stuff first though, than a brief summary because this is getting loooooong.
i met everyone. images don't want to work suddenly so here's a link to the tumblr url.
now how this pertains to salad. kawa is talking with guude about salad and i walk up and join the conversation. he brings up an event where aureylian read a fic of rebekah's on coestar's stream and how he thought the writer got mad. to which i responded that it was i who got mad, and i explained why. that, to the mindcrackers, they don't care. but the other fans do.
he said something about having to learn to respond to criticism, to which i responded that there was a difference between "hey, this needs to be worked on" and "you're disgusting, go die".
he understood that i think.
we talked a bit more about it, about various salad-y things. and then the meetup kinda broke up.
then it was me, my friend, and BTC suddenly. we walked for a few seconds with BTC before going our own separate ways. he mentioned that it was the last convention he's probably going to go to and that it's the last time we'd ever see each other in person.
it was sad actually. he looked a bit sad, sounded a bit sad, and i know i probably looked sad.
so we hugged once more. a bit longer, or it felt longer, definitely tighter. a very nice hug. he tells me he'll see me in his stream, and off we go. our own separate ways.
i wish he'd change his mind about the con thing. maybe he will, maybe not.
and off my friend and i went for some lunch
later, we met up with kawa again and hung out. chatted a lot, played some table top games. including a big game of pirate munchkin with the strangers sitting at our table, which was a lot of fun!
after that, ethan and i grabbed dinner. then headed back to the convention center one last time. we head into the music hall and catch the end of this incredible performance. i didn't see kawa when i walked in but she tapped me on the shoulder and we chatted a bit, listening to the awesome music.
then it was time to go. the last train home was at 10 pm and it was getting too close to that time. i hug kawa and we promise to keep in touch, and off my friend and i walk, back to the station to catch our train.
it was a lot of fun! i hung out with awesome people, had a pretty awesome dinner, and saw some really cool stuff.
next stop, PAX East 2016!!
