Yesterday more or less had two, two and a half phases. Enjoyable all around, but damn . . .
So let's recap.
Phase 1/2: Meeting Adam
Adam mistook the "8" in his address for a "3" when he told me. That almost complicated things. Other than that, I failed at paying for parking a little bit, we had lunch at a Thai place (that was more "Thai cafe" than anything), and then we went to Tim Horton's so Bossman could get his very first family pack of Timbits.
The Timbits would soon be devoured throughout the afternoon, leaving Adam in a food coma before 4pm.
But yeah, Adam's a neat guy. Very calm, collected, thinks before he speaks . . . and he loves that sushi is so cheap in Vancouver. So he seems to be adjusting well and that's a good thing.
Phase 1.0: Meeting the Modern Shinsengumi
I imagine we'll have pictures of this sooner than later up on that other World of ours, but yeah. Adam got to meet some nice, decent Vancouver otaku. Hopefully our photoshoot did not bore him too much (and it was just the Timbits killing him slowly from the inside out - far better explanation, definitely).
So there were a total of eight of us (nine including Adam) with two staying behind the cameras more than not. But it was pretty decent and we didn't cause too much of a spectacle in downtown Vancouver. So we did alright.
Anyway, here's one picture before the rest pop up on the other World (which they will, I should hope!):
Red hair just makes Shinsengumi cosplay complete for me, I dunno . . . oh, props to Adam for spraying the back of my head (even though he also sprayed my neck a little). But yeah, at about 4:30 I had to jet to get to my other thing for the day . . . so we rode in the Shinsengumi-mobile (a poor blue 1955 Pontiac that has a little more watercolour paint than most) back to the parking lot (more on that some other time), I got Adam back home, and I left downtown . . .
Phase 2: Filming Fight Scenes
I met up with a film student friend of mine at about 5pm afterwards. We were gonna go film some fighting in Burnaby, down in a park near what's called Deer Lake (east of Vancouver proper, west of where I live). I've never really acted in someone's film project before, let alone fight in one. So it was pretty fun and exciting for me.
And yes, my hair was still red during this filming session.
So there were four of us: myself, two other taller, lean-built guys . . . and a human meat tank. So it just made sense to film it as a 3-on-1 against the big six foot tall, 230 pound monster . . .
. . . did I mention that said-monster is deeply connected with Anime Evolution?
So yeah, seeing as I pretty much weight 100 pounds less than him, he had fun. Aside from actually getting to throw some kicks and punches at him (as well as trying to hit him with a piece of tree branch that was lying around), he caused the following sets of pain on me:
- Grabbed me as I tried to kick him, picked me up and threw me into another guy; we both fall to the ground.
- Love-tapped me with a jab to the jaw (lightly connected with one, even); to be fair, I kicked him 4 times prior to that (though he blocked the last one with his shin - ouch.)
- Grabbed my arm and leg while he was lying on the ground being choked by another guy, threw me over him and rolling across the ground; my arm went through a thing of goose crap, too, which I had to wash off in the lake. Ew.
- I got to flurry him with punches and one nice kick to his stomach, pushing him back . . . but then he speared/tackled me to the ground and pummelled me around a little from above (I have nice bruises on my shoulders from that one - they look great and don't hurt at all . . . yet, anyway).
- Once on the ground, I did get to put him in a bit of a triangle choke which was cool . . . until he lifted me right up and powerbombed(!!!) me to the ground (not hard, but height + gravity did its work). Knocked the wind outta me, but whatever. It looked good.
- After the first one, I then got to take another powerbomb onto a park bench, crunching up and letting my head drape over the back of it. Surprisingly, this one hurt far less than the first one . . . still okay, though.
- Once "dead" on the bench, the guy pushed me off the bench, I collapse down onto the hard dirt and gravel where all the grass around the bench had worn away . . . landed right on my knees. Now THAT hurt. My knees are kinda bleh now, but I'm sure I'll be fine (when I got home my grandma rubbed a gratuitous amount of Chinese wood lock oil.
So yeah. I had fun yesterday. And yes, once this is edited, processed, and up on YouTube I will gladly share it with you all. You can watch me get my ass kicked by a guy twice my size.
I'll do a writing workshop later today, let Beck's thing take center-stage a little longer. So yeah, everyone be sure to play with Beck's writing prompt, okay? And Nehsz', lookin' forward to what you bring for Tuesday!
