ShadoCon 2012 Report! (Image Heavy)It's a bit late, but I finally finished my report of the magnificent event that was Shadocon! A tremendous amount of shenanigans occurred, so this journal will be supplemented with a copious amount of pictures and a video compilation that I made.
On Thursday night before the con, I drove to Sarasota to spend the night with my friend Morgan before we embarked the next morning. We left her place late on Friday afternoon bound for Tampa. We took our good old time getting into costume.
Halfway done! By the time we actually got our passes to the con, it was pretty late. We hung out for a while at KikoJaharo and ZackLoup 's artist alley table while we waited for the Shado Tournament to end. It was there that we encountered MAN AERITH.
THIS WAS THE MOST FABULOUS AERITH EVER. SO KAWAII, DESU~
The tournament finally ended, and we got to see leppa-berry and Argnarok in their flawless Gurren Lagann costumes. I also ran into :devSh
Dance La EsmeraldaDance La EsmeraldaDance La Esmeralda4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Judge Claude Frollo hated the Festival of Fools.
Perhaps "hated" was too soft of a term. He "hated" the gypsies, that was certain; but the festival was far beyond that. It was all that made his frame recoil in disgust clustered into one atrocious holiday.
The wide, cackling grins of the gypsies that the judge so despised now plagued even the most respectable of citizens. Those abominable smiles, platforms of jagged teeth riddled with slivers of golden caps (no doubt fashioned from stolen coins), now riddled the entire city in a similar manner. The bright colors of the gypsy garbs were enough of an eyesore when assigned to but a few misfit street performers, but now this sickening rainbow of the heathens was slathered onto every wall and pillar of the plaza.
Frollo's expression crumpled into a scowl as he sat back in his seat. He was all too aware of the debauchery that awaited just outside the carriage doors.
The sixth of January was by far the most
Aerith's DeathAerith's Death4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The trees had bark of palest white
That gleamed within the moon's fair light
They towered on beyond my sight
And lit the dark and starless night
My eyes were red, my throat was dry
I swallowed down an anguished cry
My destination was nearby
Beyond the black and hollow sky
Within my arms I held a flower
Whose blood had chilled within the hour
Without her kind and gentle power
My world was broken, empty, sour
Blood pooled from her soft white skin
And flowed from where the sword had been
The scarlet steeped my soul in sin
And crushed my heart and mind within
Though agony had left me blind
The lake was there for me to find
My fate was brutally unkind:
I had to leave her there behind
No words could ease my trampled heart
Her death had torn my world apart
The end had come before the start
It seemed she came just to depart
Her laughter and her joyful grace
The smile always on her face
Had vanished now without a trace
All stolen by death's cold embrace
I wondered in despairing pain
If she had