I'm SomeGuy, 29 years old, residing in Vancouver, BC, Canada. I've studied English Literature, Chinese Martial Arts, and am currently pursuing careers in writing - possibly even in the anime industry itself.
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Or watching Ranma 1/2.
Or learning about the Shinsengumi.
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So I told the guy who's organizing one of a few different post-AE Vancouver anime cons that I could organize the masquerade ball if he wanted me. That was back in May.
In June we finally talk a bit. He asks what he needs to do to have me do the ball. I quite plainly say that all I want is a fair deal; beyond names of people I'd be working with and outlines of what he'd like, I wouldn't need much else. So that was early June.
And then for a long while I heard nothing.
Finally, July 21st, got a new e-mail with a prod for us to get some words hammered out for the convention guide and the current scheduling for the con . . .
. . . and the masquerade ball is penciled in for an hour.
And hour. For a formal ball. That people need to dress up for. Which probably takes about an hour as is.
Didn't think to poke him about THAT specific bit, but it definitely deflated my interest in getting this one done.
This week, yesterday, we get another poke to get some words out for the convention guide.
I e-mail back, bluntly saying that "a one-hour masquerade ball is going to suck," and that he may want to consider cutting his losses.
Curious to see what future e-mail may come next . . .
. . . is this kind of a dick move on my part? The worst move was that I didn't say something sooner, really. But yeah, it was occurring to me that I was kinda getting a raw deal on this whole thing. An hour for a good formal dance? No mention of who else was going to help me out, or if I'd even get extra help? I'll put it is way . . . this was an actual line he messaged me with involving his vision for this event:
"I want a masquerade that you would be proud to attend :)"
Ummmm yeah no. With what we have right now? Not so much . . .
Tonight I finally officially have a team for the Final Fantasy Fight Tournament at Cos & Effect in Vancouver. Brand new team as all my previous team members are either unable to make it, in another city, or judging the actual event.
We are: Kevin Butler's Commandos!
-Kevin Butler himself (as played by Stephen, the guy whose wedding I saved)
-Gusurg, the tank commander from Valkyria Chronicles 3 (as played by a fellow who cosplayed him in Seattle whom no one recognized)
-Nathan Drake of Uncharted (played by yours truly).
This is gonna be funny . . . also, godson may or may not be a summon dressed as The Flash. His dad says with eye contact, the kid can stomp on command. We'll see . . .
Concert was awesome. Nobuo Uematsu is kinda adorable in his old man bandanna. I lost my shit when they played the opera. We got previews of FFXIV music. Brentalfloss has ruined many a song for me now. I really, really, really miss band. Out of town man bought me supper.
None of those are in order. I've compiled my notes tonight and I'll do a full write-up tomorrow.
But yeah. Distant Worlds? Totally worth checking out if they swing through your area.
