Costumes and LARPs and Nerds, OH MY! Sunday at Megacon

Sunday: The last day of Megacon. As much fun as I had been having, I was getting exhausted, and was eager to return to Gainesville. I arrived in the dealer room. I was on a mission today. It was the last day of con and I had yet to acquire my batarangs. Anxiously I marched towards the booth selling them. Many of their wares were gone, half the glass cases were empty. I couldn't spot them. Oh noes! What if they were sold out?? My heart sank momentarily. Then, there they were, buried among some brass knuckles. One set of two. $10. SOLD. I handed my MasterCard, they handed me the shiny, black, bat-shaped blades. I squealed with excitement. I put them in my Darth back pack and moved onwards.

I meandered through the rest of the dealer's room. Looking for anything, anything at all which caught my eye. I was starting to think that I wasn't going to find anything. That I was actually going to leave with some money left in my pocket. Then I spotted a group of younglings looking at some WoW TCG cards. I don't actually play the WoW TCG, or any TCG for that matter, but there was one card I had been wanting for some time. The baby hippogryph. I had done some eBay searches and only ever found it for like $100. I didn't want it that much. But this man had piqued my curiosity. I inquired briefly if they had it. Expecting to hear a no from the dealer, I heard him say yes! SQUEEE! I asked the price; it was probably going to be out of my budget. "$29". Wow! Not a bad deal at all. In fact, a great deal. I managed to get him down to $25, paid the man, and walked away a happy girl. Now, you may be thinking that paying $25 for an in game pet that is completely useless is quite a wasteful endeavor. However, it was just too cute to pass up.

As we continued our leisurely stroll, we noticed that Sean Astin, the cutest of the hobbits, was there. I wanted desperately to meet him, however, not desperately enough to pay $20. Its a ridiculous expectation to have to pay money to meet a person. Whatever.

The rest of the afternoon was fairly uneventful. There was some anime to be seen to be seen. GunBuster and DieBuster to be exact. I found GunBuster to be rather nonsensical yet highly amusing. But then again, who doesn't find overly bouncy teenage boobs amusing? DieBuster was sort of the bastardized sequel to the series, taking place 15 years later. DieBuster's plot made a tad more sense, and contained many more boobies and upskirts. My kind of show! Then Michael and I watched about an hour's worth of upcoming movie trailers. I love trailers, so I really enjoyed that.

After media was consumed by all and our pocketbooks were empty, we headed on our way out. But first we stopped for a minute to roll down a ramp. Now, you may be wondering why we engaged in such bizzare behavior. To understand this you must realize that we live in Florida, which is very flat. Therefore, anything resembling a hill must be rolled down. Even if its carpeted, and indoors, and in a convention center, and I'm wearing a skirt.