|Pic unrelated besides the fact that I made it for TrotCon hype|
But first a bit about what I did before the convention. I actually left for Ohio a few days before the convention started and stayed with a few friends outside of Dayton. We went to a shooting range and shot guns one day; despite the number of rumors I have heard, none of the guns actually killed people.
Apart from that, we drank, we went to Kings Island (until it rained), and we went to Cedar Point, where I learned that the "CP Shop" did not sell what I thought it did.
|What was I supposed to think they sold here?|
The opening ceremonies were pretty much what you would expect. I stayed after the ceremonies for the Pegasisters Live panel, mostly because I had nothing better to do. I did win a game of Ninja during that panel, however. Turns out being 6'7" and just holding your hands straight up in the air makes it incredibly hard for other people to tag you out.
|Ha ha, manlets. Will they ever learn? (http://youtu.be/NcL2sOtWHqI?t=52m10s)|
|No, they don't read your shitty fanfiction. Stop asking.|
|You know exactly what kind of video I'm talking about: http://youtu.be/FrcMDNMnRRY|
|Tim x Michelle Creber: In four years, legally ship-able|
|You could almost hear the sound of every female attendee's panties simultaneously dropping|
|This was in the game room. Don't worry, I gave it the praise/worship/preparation of my anus that the Ogrelord deserves.|
After that, I went to the fanfiction panel (which really wasn't as bad as you'd think it would be), which was more of a writing tips panel. Not that that was a bad thing, mind you; most fanfic writers need lots of
We went to a few of the performances that night. The concerts were very sparsely attended, especially in the later hours, but they weren't bad. At one point, my friends and I walked into the karaoke room, turned 180 degrees, and walked right back out of there. I also went to the Pony Thread Simulator panel, which was basically just watching Pony Thread Simulators. Had me a giggle.
Sunday was a typical convention Sunday. Went to the vendor's hall one last time and actually set up a couple of interviews, since I was jonesing for something new to write about. I went to the musician's panel, where I mostly watched two of my friends play on their 3DS's. Lastly, I stuck around for the charity auction. I was hoping to bid on a replica of Final Draft's revoked BABScon badge, but the item was pulled from the auction. I was intending to give it to Capper as a token of my eternal love (no homo), but my dreams were shattered. I did catch a marshmallow in my mouth that was thrown by PonyToast and people clapped for me, which would have been cool if I wasn't in a country of people that applaud you for literally everything.
|Celebration ensues after Toast gets his white, gooey stuff in my mouth (http://youtu.be/VR_zdpZdanM?t=1h3m55s)|
|IT COULD HAVE BEEN PART OF THE CHARITY AUCTION, TOAST! IT'S AN ORIGINAL!|