Apparently he also cosplays as a hobbit and is a neo-pagan. I don’t know how he has the time.
The rumour is that there were a lot of furries there wearing their fur on the inside (you don’t have to look like a furry to be a furry, bigot). Those furry fucksuits cost upwards of £3000 apparently and they don’t like to wear them out in the rain. They seem fine getting all manner of bodily fluids on them, but I don’t make the rules. Also, I’m told that it’s virtually impossible to walk in some of the costumes. The furry conference was two and a half miles away. Whatever, there was plenty of opposition, but I didn’t see most of it because as soon as I get in a crowd, all I can see are the people in front of me.
Two particular highlights for me are the talk by my friend Spookie (the American woman). She’s the one I mentioned in the other thread who was very nearly too frightened to come at all and then gave a great impromptu speech and my other friend, Lorna, who read out a speech by my other friend Henrietta (yeah, I’ve got three friends) about same-sex care for disabled women.
I wish I could have been there. Like you, latsot, in a crowd I can only see the arses of the people in front of me. I have no problem with cosplayers; two of my sons have been in two different branches of the hobby, in several different countries, and the Canberra Cosplay people were very friendly and inviting to this wheelchair-using granny and at a convention I got a prize for one of my costumes (Davros, from Doctor Who).
If I had been there in my Pokégran costume, I would have told that furry that I have never seen such an execrable Umbreon costume and that they should be ashamed to be seen outside in it.
Yes, I did Davros. It was huge fun (not least, shaving my head completely bald!). In the spirit of the original series, I made it largely out of materials I had lying around. I made the chair panels out of the cardboard box the freezer arrived in, from plans found on the internet, and spray-painted them gloss black. Fortunately, the original creators had used transit wheelchairs for the original Daleks, so the completed panels fitted perfectly to my old transit wheelchair (the rear wheels on my self-propelled one made it too big). I used polystyrene craft balls, cut in half using an electric carving knife and spray-painted silver, for the bumps, and a silver anti-frost windscreen cover for the skirt. When I left Australia in 2013, I gave the chair to the lovely young lady who had painted the ‘exploding TARDIS’ picture I had received as a prize. I still have the painting; I don’t know what happened to the chair.
“Stop telling my children that!” is heart wrenching. I imagine that in our ancestral prehistory, that sound would have brought every member of the tribe running, spear in hand. Little wonder that mother is the name for the voice that TRAs can’t let normal people hear.
The black furry has outed himself!
Apparently he also cosplays as a hobbit and is a neo-pagan. I don’t know how he has the time.
The rumour is that there were a lot of furries there wearing their fur on the inside (you don’t have to look like a furry to be a furry, bigot). Those furry fucksuits cost upwards of £3000 apparently and they don’t like to wear them out in the rain. They seem fine getting all manner of bodily fluids on them, but I don’t make the rules. Also, I’m told that it’s virtually impossible to walk in some of the costumes. The furry conference was two and a half miles away. Whatever, there was plenty of opposition, but I didn’t see most of it because as soon as I get in a crowd, all I can see are the people in front of me.
Two particular highlights for me are the talk by my friend Spookie (the American woman). She’s the one I mentioned in the other thread who was very nearly too frightened to come at all and then gave a great impromptu speech and my other friend, Lorna, who read out a speech by my other friend Henrietta (yeah, I’ve got three friends) about same-sex care for disabled women.
Here’s Hen’s speech as read by Lorna: https://t.co/2vgCMu0d7O
And here’s Spookie: https://youtu.be/qloik3Oz2cM
The sound quality is a bit rubbish due to technical problems.
I wish I could have been there. Like you, latsot, in a crowd I can only see the arses of the people in front of me. I have no problem with cosplayers; two of my sons have been in two different branches of the hobby, in several different countries, and the Canberra Cosplay people were very friendly and inviting to this wheelchair-using granny and at a convention I got a prize for one of my costumes (Davros, from Doctor Who).
If I had been there in my Pokégran costume, I would have told that furry that I have never seen such an execrable Umbreon costume and that they should be ashamed to be seen outside in it.
You did Davros? That is brilliant.
Looks like it was a great day out.
Yes, I did Davros. It was huge fun (not least, shaving my head completely bald!). In the spirit of the original series, I made it largely out of materials I had lying around. I made the chair panels out of the cardboard box the freezer arrived in, from plans found on the internet, and spray-painted them gloss black. Fortunately, the original creators had used transit wheelchairs for the original Daleks, so the completed panels fitted perfectly to my old transit wheelchair (the rear wheels on my self-propelled one made it too big). I used polystyrene craft balls, cut in half using an electric carving knife and spray-painted silver, for the bumps, and a silver anti-frost windscreen cover for the skirt. When I left Australia in 2013, I gave the chair to the lovely young lady who had painted the ‘exploding TARDIS’ picture I had received as a prize. I still have the painting; I don’t know what happened to the chair.
“Stop telling my children that!” is heart wrenching. I imagine that in our ancestral prehistory, that sound would have brought every member of the tribe running, spear in hand. Little wonder that mother is the name for the voice that TRAs can’t let normal people hear.
I found the whole second half heart wrenching (after finding the first half heart wrenching earlier today). It all gets me very emotional.