Dragon*Con
Sep. 4th, 2017 05:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeMan, it used to be that I'd update on Dragon*Con every evening of the con with what had happened that day, these days it's so damn busy I get back to the hotel room, crash, get up and shower and get dressed and do it all over again.
Highlights, the personal shit. Seeing my girls and hanging out and being ridiculous over makeup and cheesesticks. And fried cheesecake, goddamn. The con dessert was a dragon egg this time, not a Pokeball. Chocolate shell and some kind of passionfruit-mango mousse inside. I did not find a dragon within but it was really tasty. I did splurge on an Imaginarium puppet since I didn't have time to get all the autographs I wanted. I got some Wablet time as well as girl time, I got to be part of a pair of Daenerysi? What's the plural of Daenerys? I got to walk around and be ridiculous and the people at AmSciFi remembered me fondly, which was its own kind of squee.
I got to meet Michael Eklund, which was profoundly strange and also very nice. He's an absolute sweetheart, which of course he'd have to be because he's only an actor who plays serial killers not an actual psycho himself obv, but it always startles me when that happens. And cons are stressful for everyone so it's not always the usual thing that you find an actor who's effusive to find a fan and cuddly and so on. He was apparently very pleased that I remembered him from Blood Ties, Alcatraz, Almost Human, Watchmen ("My one line in Watchmen? *amused face*"), he gave me two autographs for it, and I got like four selfie shots including some gloriously self indulgent ones. The selfie shots were the cuddly bits
Tim Rozon was a close runner up for What The Fuck Just Happened celeb encounters. I told him I'd been doing some western expansion research, he asked what for and about the book, which of course meant I ended up telling him about Long Road. Which is a novel about a fucking half-fairy and his werewolf boyfriend and, really, how the hell. But on the other hand he was on Lost Girl. So.... eh?
Panels went well, I think. There was a lot of enthusiastic audience participation even during the Iron Fist panel, I think only one closed a few minutes early because we'd chewed it to bits. The Iron Fist panel wasn't even a general bashing of Iron Fist, which it damn well could have been considering Danny Rand seemed to be near-universally viewed as a weenie, as someone else on my panel put it. But we discussed the problems in production (heh, I mentioned the showrunner had been moved off to do Inhumans, to many groans) and some of the alternatives they could have done, the problematic aspects, the parts we did enjoy, how we all viewed the Meacham line (there was a lot of room for interpretation there, we all had different reactions to it) and so on. The Sense8 panel was an afterdark panel, i.e. after the hour at which Dragoncon expects you to behave with some decorum, so it got rowdy, ridiculous, and full of cussing. We did a lot of bashing Whispers not as a bad character but as an evil dude, a lot of discussing the nature of sensate clusters. Black Sails and Vikings bounced back and forth between the history aspects and the show narrative aspects. The MCU panel was just all over the damn place because there was too damn much to cover. Although I half remember that nobody loved Age of Ultron.
And at the end of it all I got to help set up Heroes v Villains Cards Against Humanity, which was fucking awesome to play in. I feel like at the beginning when the villains tried to root for their white card to win by chanting NIP-PLES NIP-PLES NIP-PLES it set the tone because afterwards every other damn white card involved chanting. Ridiculous usually bawdy things like COCK-RING COCK-RING COCK-RING and GANG-BANG GANG-BANG GANG-BANG and DIL-DO DIL-DO and inexplicably the HEROES got the DEAD PARENTS DEAD PARENTS chant. So, yes. A good and probably alcohol soaked time was had by all, I did not drink but I saw at least a couple bottles of Fireball and some rose wine passed around.
IT WAS FUN OKAY. I had a lot of fun. I got to meet a lot of fun people, see a lot of other fun people I only get to see that time of year, and best of all I got to spend the last day or so of it hiding in AmSciFi when I was starting to get really overstimulated and ready to drop it down to a roomful of 10 or so people I vaguely knew and pretty well trusted.
And now I am home and on strict instruction to rest, read books, watch tv, knit, and not do anything requiring brain-work for the next couple weeks outside of my day job, which is best and probably a practice I should have instituted years ago. Better late than never.
Highlights, the personal shit. Seeing my girls and hanging out and being ridiculous over makeup and cheesesticks. And fried cheesecake, goddamn. The con dessert was a dragon egg this time, not a Pokeball. Chocolate shell and some kind of passionfruit-mango mousse inside. I did not find a dragon within but it was really tasty. I did splurge on an Imaginarium puppet since I didn't have time to get all the autographs I wanted. I got some Wablet time as well as girl time, I got to be part of a pair of Daenerysi? What's the plural of Daenerys? I got to walk around and be ridiculous and the people at AmSciFi remembered me fondly, which was its own kind of squee.
I got to meet Michael Eklund, which was profoundly strange and also very nice. He's an absolute sweetheart, which of course he'd have to be because he's only an actor who plays serial killers not an actual psycho himself obv, but it always startles me when that happens. And cons are stressful for everyone so it's not always the usual thing that you find an actor who's effusive to find a fan and cuddly and so on. He was apparently very pleased that I remembered him from Blood Ties, Alcatraz, Almost Human, Watchmen ("My one line in Watchmen? *amused face*"), he gave me two autographs for it, and I got like four selfie shots including some gloriously self indulgent ones. The selfie shots were the cuddly bits
Tim Rozon was a close runner up for What The Fuck Just Happened celeb encounters. I told him I'd been doing some western expansion research, he asked what for and about the book, which of course meant I ended up telling him about Long Road. Which is a novel about a fucking half-fairy and his werewolf boyfriend and, really, how the hell. But on the other hand he was on Lost Girl. So.... eh?
Panels went well, I think. There was a lot of enthusiastic audience participation even during the Iron Fist panel, I think only one closed a few minutes early because we'd chewed it to bits. The Iron Fist panel wasn't even a general bashing of Iron Fist, which it damn well could have been considering Danny Rand seemed to be near-universally viewed as a weenie, as someone else on my panel put it. But we discussed the problems in production (heh, I mentioned the showrunner had been moved off to do Inhumans, to many groans) and some of the alternatives they could have done, the problematic aspects, the parts we did enjoy, how we all viewed the Meacham line (there was a lot of room for interpretation there, we all had different reactions to it) and so on. The Sense8 panel was an afterdark panel, i.e. after the hour at which Dragoncon expects you to behave with some decorum, so it got rowdy, ridiculous, and full of cussing. We did a lot of bashing Whispers not as a bad character but as an evil dude, a lot of discussing the nature of sensate clusters. Black Sails and Vikings bounced back and forth between the history aspects and the show narrative aspects. The MCU panel was just all over the damn place because there was too damn much to cover. Although I half remember that nobody loved Age of Ultron.
And at the end of it all I got to help set up Heroes v Villains Cards Against Humanity, which was fucking awesome to play in. I feel like at the beginning when the villains tried to root for their white card to win by chanting NIP-PLES NIP-PLES NIP-PLES it set the tone because afterwards every other damn white card involved chanting. Ridiculous usually bawdy things like COCK-RING COCK-RING COCK-RING and GANG-BANG GANG-BANG GANG-BANG and DIL-DO DIL-DO and inexplicably the HEROES got the DEAD PARENTS DEAD PARENTS chant. So, yes. A good and probably alcohol soaked time was had by all, I did not drink but I saw at least a couple bottles of Fireball and some rose wine passed around.
IT WAS FUN OKAY. I had a lot of fun. I got to meet a lot of fun people, see a lot of other fun people I only get to see that time of year, and best of all I got to spend the last day or so of it hiding in AmSciFi when I was starting to get really overstimulated and ready to drop it down to a roomful of 10 or so people I vaguely knew and pretty well trusted.
And now I am home and on strict instruction to rest, read books, watch tv, knit, and not do anything requiring brain-work for the next couple weeks outside of my day job, which is best and probably a practice I should have instituted years ago. Better late than never.