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This is all the stuff that happened at Otakon for all you sad people who couldn't go.
Day 1:
Allright, I missed most of Day 1 because of traffic, adding 3 hrs onto the car drive. On this day, the horrible gas leakage began. More on that on Day 2. There were some really good animes scheduled like the Vampire Princess Miyu TV show and whatnot, most of which were in dark, damp rooms. The Lunar click-- a rather good rendition of Luna, Mia, Hiro, and Ghaleon-- were out and about. My bro took a picture, and I'll have it later. Coley could have done it better of course, and they had a girl being Ghaleon with a platinum blonde wig but... they were still better than the other sorry arse costumes there. Oh yeah, and it rained like hell.
Day 2:
Everyone awakes to the smell of toxic gas. Turns out Baltimore (Did I mention MD is lame?) had another flammable gas leak that is causing little explosions in the city's underbelly. Detours are heavy, and the easiest route to Otakon is roped off. Potholes are sent 6 ft into the air with a flaming trail of burning death, literally. As a highlight, Hikaru Midorikawa, the Japanese seiyuu for Lunar's Hiro and Gundam Wing's Heero Yuy, is on one of the panels. I sit and listen to him for a good hour and a half. He is accosted by infatuated American girls, but still manages to speak about a lot of interesting stuff about the voice acting industry. After that, I had to go back to the hotel room and be really sick for a while. Later, I returned to drown my pain in shoujo comics. Stupid vendors, only carrying stupid Card Captor Sakura... The original artists were in another room this year, so I missed them. Still, the Dealer's Room was smaller and lamer in general. ALSO, there were a LOT of bad costumes. BAD costumes. Felt and marker. There was also a rise in unattractive girls in bikini costumes and stupid girls dressing as Duo Shinigami. I was much perturbed. I had to miss the cosplay, but brother taped most of it. Many of the skits were lame; the only jewel was involved a Sephiroth, a Mog, and a fat man dragging as Edea... mwa ha ha ha.
Day 3:
The crowd is smaller, the dealers are less stocked, and the city's gas problem isn't getting any better. By now, the ATMs in the building have been tapped dry, so you have to run across the empty, noxious street to get cash. That's pretty much it. There's never anything special about Day 3.
So that's Otakon from Undine's perspective. Orange you glad you weren't there?
