Last Updated: 08-22-2012
This is more of a story than a description...On the day I wore this for the cosplay contest, I was feeling increasingly sick. The pre-contest wait was LOOONG, and by the time people were being seated, I was practically on the floor in an almost-fetal position ready to pass out. I couldn't just step down, though; I had put so much work into this costume. I ended up having to ask a couple girls in the contest to help me stand up (the least manly thing I've ever done), but alas I was able to successfully get on stage, pose, sit through the awards, and get back to my hotel room without vomiting or passing out. Oh wait, not exactly. I didn't have a key card, and my friend who DID have one went out to dinner without telling me (she didn't know I was sick at the time and I was still busy when they left anyway). So...I took a little half-asleep rest (I was in too much pain to fall asleep) on the floor of a hotel hallway. In full costume. Unable to get to the painkillers inside the room. The people in the adjacent room were going in and out, and kept giving me long, awkward, "Is he okay..?" kind of looks. When my friends finally got back, you can bet I made them all feel guilty...but in a joking way to avoid being a jerk. They sincerely apologized, but I wasn't really mad in the first place. In the end, it was just a funny story to tell.
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