Team Fortress 2
Last Updated: 07-17-2011
This cosplay actually has a funny story behind it. So, earlier this year I was given the option to go with my family to California, or to AnimeIowa. My dad has to go to a conference in Anaheim, and his boss offered to pay for the flight and hotel for my mom and I to go with him, so we can go to Disneyland, or whatever. I was absolutely torn, but had to make a decision that night, so I opted to go with my family since only two weeks after we come back I have to move into my dorm. Last year at AnimeIowa, I took two friends with me, so I wasn't sure if anyone was even going to go this year. Guess what? ALL my friends are going. >:P So, I was upset that I was going to miss it, and then I found out about a small anime/scifi con here in my town that I didn't think I was going to be able to go to because of rides, and if I did I'd probably be alone.
It's two weeks before the con in my town, and I'm at my grandmother's house telling her all of this, and she asks where the convention is. So, I pull up the website, and on the main page is the list of guests of honor, and she's standing over my shoulder. I ask her if she recognizes one who's an author since I'd heard of him, but I couldn't remember if I had read any of his books. She looks at the name and FREAKS- squealing like a fangirl. It's one of her very favorite authors, and she has almost all of his books. So, she decides to go, and take me with her. So I call up some friends, and we make "somewhat" plans.
For the next day I proceed to freak about about what on Earth I'm going to wear. My Lacus Clyne cosplay is now too short for me, I need a new wig for my Curiosity Core cosplay, I can't finish my Kneesocks in time, and I don't want to wear my Godzilla kigurumi. I spend a day going through nearly three hundred and sixty pages of cosplay ads on the marketplace, and I find a few I like, but nothing that will really fit the con, or something I'll wear again. So that night while I'm tossing and turning I decide I want to do a Team Fortress 2 group, and the next day I make an event on my Facebook and invite nearly 50 people to join me (I know most of them will say no, or can't, so I invited as many as I thought might be interested at all, hoping for maybe 10 people to actually go). We didn't have time to make our costumes, so we're altering store bought things we've scrounged at Goodwill, our closets, and each other.
I love the Sniper, he's my favorite of the team, and my favorite class to play, so he was a pretty easy choice for me. It was either that, or a Spy, because he's my other favorite character and class. I even almost decided to be Scout's mom, but only if my boyfriend would be RED Spy, and he decided he didn't want to go. I'm working on the vest right now, and will post pictures when I finish the vest.
Update 07/17/11: Boy, this is ridiculous. Remember how I said this cosplay had a funny story behind it? Well, the saga continues. On the 15th, last Friday, I was happily working on my cosplay, innocently unaware of what was about to happen.
So, I was a member of the Sarasota Opera Company when I was younger, and when we were touring south Florida my parents bought a cast iron Japanese temple bell that's tied to a small Shinto gate and has a mallet to ring it with. Over 11 years later it's sitting on our mantle in Nebraska. I was painting the vest, and needed it up off the ground so I could paint more area space, so I placed hooked the hanger on the bottom of the gate holding the bell. I was just painting away, and turned to talk to my mom, but somehow (I don't remember) I snagged the vest, pulling it, and knocked the bell off the mantle. I turned just as it hit the side of my hand as I tried to block it, and then my face. A CAST IRON BELL. TO THE FACE. I collapsed to the floor, burying my face in my hands. My parents asked me if I was okay, but I could barely respond. She asked me again, and I said "No! I just got hit in the face!" So I look up and she finally realizes I'm crying, not laughing. And what does she see on my face, a huge bump above my eye. I spent the rest of the night with ice and a headache, and couldn't move my hand. I had to volunteer at a Miyazaki film fest from 10-6 the next day with the ugly bump on my head and not being able to move my hand. It's Sunday now, and the bump has gotten a little smaller, but still really hurts. I can move my hand again, and use it lightly, but I'm terribly bruised under the skin.
So, what the hell. Another cosplay injury to add to my list. At least this one won't scar like the last ones, but I'm hoping I don't turn blue before the con. Good freaking grief. I'm not even going to go into how tickets are now cheaper for a 3 day than I bought for a 1 day. =>__<= I trudge on! Kitten, out.
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