White Room report
Nov. 2nd, 2004 12:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
burntcopperFirst? I have spent from 2pm monday to 10am tuesday asleep, with a small break to wipe out spam on email at midnight monday. This merely proves that conventioning screws with your sleep patterns...
:deep breath:
Friday, messing around, forgot sleeping bag, begged one off Cathy as she ddn't need hers, and the first 'aaaagh, wet towels on floor bad' statement was heard from me... Bought photo tickets, went opening ceremony where the collective thud of jaws and rise of hormones was heard when Morena Baccarin and Nathan Fillion walked on stage as surprise guests.
Went cocktail party, where it was discovered that Carrie Grace, the assistant costume designer on Angel (and Jonathan Woodward, aka Knox aka 'the triple' ' s girlie) not only has immensely cool bright blue hair but is an absolute sweetie who happily watches really trashy tv.
Changed into Ghost outfit (piccies later), partied v. hard, cursed bra straps. Found that holsters were a tad big. Tors and Liz as the Bondage Fairies got many a gawp.
Idiots from the private party that was going on set off the smoke alarms and smashed all the fire buttons. Hotel tried to blame it on the con. See con go 'riiiight. It didn't escape your notice their behaviour and the fact that we were all in the disco/bar?' Plus their annoying 'hi, we're going to letch on every single female who wanders near them and not take no for an answer unless a very heavily armed bloke tells us off'. The banning of cameras on dancefloor significantly reduces crowding on guests and is a good thing. Way too many girls in fetish police wear. Be original, you bastards! Most original costume goes to the girl in a Legally Blonde outfit for Law and Order theme.
Saturday. Did stewarding duties of queues, discovered that strange and obscure threats are very good at getting them to stay in line. 'Back against the wall or the hamster gets it.' '...hamster?' 'It's a very large hamster wif teef ike iff.' Missed the Carrie and Jonathan talk, which was by all reports way too much fun.
Nathan and Morena talk : :fangirls: so wonderful. So funny. So smutty and so very sexy. Nathan was handing out film strips and money from Serenity. I got two 100 bills (though Cathy claimed one due to not getting one with her question and lending me the sleeping bag). Asked 'what was worst audition, and it turned out that she was asked to perform a lap dance on an empty chair, no music, in front of a audience of blokes. See Nathan instantly go puppy dog eyes and major interest, so Morena showed exactly what she did on him. Which was to straddle the chair and go 'no' and leave. :snerk:
Missed Christian and Stephanie - was getting Firefly photos - then came J August and Summer. Who were busy being funny and far too adorable. Summer's dancer-ness is there every second in all movements, and she goes all shy so much....:cuteness: J only ever got to play Lando Calrissian (being the sole black kid in the neighbourhood) and wanted to be a Jedi as a kid...
Fancy Dress : Many dropped jaws at me in Oola outfit. Lots of photos, including from hotel staff (who reserve right to pull out the cameras at these things if girls are in skimpy). Had one of those 'okay, you think this is cool - and the next lot come in, totally flooring it' sessions. Special mentions go to ascended Mayor and Sunnydale students, who also had best performance, Shrek 2 - Tors, Liz, Taz, Steve, Marwen (you don't want to know about the wreckage of the hotel room. Which included me dragging Steve out into corridor to get the body language and accent right as he'd never seen Shrek), Sexually Repressed Padme, (the leather outfit, as described by Natalie Portman), Demon Daycare - a demon nanny carrying babygrow-clad baby Spike, Lorne and Beast (baby Lorne with tag that had name, race, and Andy's DOB). She got a lot of squees. Tuskan Raiders, Sloopy as Wrath, Jango Fett and Ep II clone (immediately dubbed as Father and Clone), and Elvis and Cross-dressed Leia.
When I went on, I got massive cheer (hello to the boyhood fantasy), lots of dropped jaws from male guests, more cheers when span during dancing in character, even bigger cheers when tits came flying out and laughter when I shrugged, grinned, adjusted and continued my way. Plus photo taken by Nathan. Mwhahaha.
Winners, utterly well deserved : Sloopy got special mention, and a hug from Morena. Mayor got third, Shrek second, Demon Daycare first.
Other costumes of note : lots of Leias and Stormtroopers. Only two Han Solos, amazingly, one of whom was Glenn, official midget at these things. Jedi Chefs having time of lives. Also had the Sith Chefs, who dress in complete black including Chef hats and red lightsabers, whose motto is 'We don't cook. We order in.' Two Clangers. Another Twi'lek, this one blue and original character. Dragged her out for dual photos. Compared tentacle length. Mine are longer. Hah. She suffers from tentacle envy.
Also had airing of first Serenity trailer (previously only at comic con). You will love this so very much. All of you.
Kane : utterly fab performance. According to Steve next day, you just don't get better than when during America High, all he could see was the whole crowd singing back to him, word perfect.
Hall utterly boiling, and I still hadn't taken off body paint (though I had taken off the tentacles, as they were giving me major headache), nicked Ian's water and then he said to keep it on seeing me. Bodypaint came off quickly, thank god, though believe ears still green. When discussing entries later, there were many 'green girl so fucking cool.' 'Er, that was me.' 'No way.' :points to ears: Just goes to prove that bodypaint makes you completely unrecognisable...
Sunday : Woken up at 6:30 by Liz coming in who said 'you can have breakfast'. Couldn't get back to sleep so stumbled off to brekkies. Sold photo tix for Christian with yells of 'Nekkid Christian, with added shirt and trousers! Socks as a bonus! Hangover added as standard!' I appear to have been a market-stall owner in a previous life....
Dayne and Carrie, immense fun, plus the tattooing of Lee (a lovely boy who insists he's straight, and the whole con tends to go 'riiiiight'. Imagine Alex from QAF, but cuter). Turns out as many tats as possible these days are done via transfers for speed.
David Denman (Skip) and Jonathan. meep. Utter, utter chaos, where they decided not to have a talk but instead a drunken (they'd gone through a bottle of whisky before coming on and kept drinking throughout) raffle of signed bananas and sweets and other perishable goods for charity. Carrie as lovely assistant. Beginning with Holy Communion of Jonathan's church, where one takes the holy communion of whisky and kissing the ring made from a fiver. Utterly, utterly insane.
Er. Plus they auctioned off slow dances with Christian and Nathan (insane amounts of money) at the closing ceremony. Nathan's turn? He came out on stage, started slow-dancing with Carrie in the background, then with Jonathan. They started groping. Then started rolling around on stage. Knocking into the table and spilling whisky all over Nathan. You simply do not get this at other cons....
Nathan, Morena, and Summer. Lots of wondrousness. Nathan needling Summer. Morena making him swap places with her to stop it. Impressions. Summer's was 'You are such a boob.' Morena's... heh. Nathan said 'c'mon, do a line.' 'No.' 'c'mon...' 'No.' :pause: 'That was my impression.' much laughter. River gets many more action scenes. Wheeee! So many more things, can't think of them now.
Christian and Steve Carlson : lots of thoughtful music-related questions. V. good value. 'Are there any song of ours not about girls?' 'er.... well, there's - no, that is. So's that one.'
Ming got a great one in as they'd previously said there'd been a female drummer who tried to sleep with them so they fired her. See Ming ask whether there'd been any male drummers who'd tried to sleep with them. See Steve dig himself into a hole and Christian ramble, with far too many accidental puns....
J and Stephanie. Where J reveals his hitherto unforeseen fetish for wanting to play white girls. It started with Princess Leia and went downhill from there, including Daisy Duke. Casting of Angel the spoof version. David Hasselhoff as Angel. Rosie o' Donnell and Smurfette as Fred. Stephanie wants to be Kirk if she got to do Trek. Intro'd J to concept of panto, because then he can play white girls legitimately... See him gape once we'd explained what it was.
Closing ceremony : Unprecedented thing of guests actually being on time. The slow dances, karaoke of the Firefly theme tune and Mandy (of course), then buggered off to get changed into costume.
Hocus Pocus outfits - utterly enchanted a little goth five year-old, who tagged onto us the whole time we were in costume (lasted an hour, new record). Changed, boogied supremely. Forced drunk acquaintance to drink water in new responsible mode Major emotional drama involving Andy, with Liz crying, me bawling him out for it... it degenerated from there, ending with us forcibly cheering up Sonia, his suddenly-ex. Got her on in time for Star Trekking and others. Appeared to be better by end, so fingers crossed.
Have Mogwai. Eeeee! And no, the rest of the con is not allowed to steal him. Someone tell me why there are two new SG-1 calendars for 2005? (one with shoddy CGI background). The woman who sells Daniel Jackson photos to me knows me so well that she was going through them with 'you have this one. and this one. You don't have this one.' :puts it in my buying pile: Neil managed to get photos with all the guests as Jedi Chef apprentices, and it is clear who is a fan. Steve was into it, Morena appears not to even know that the saber is a weapon, Summer takes it v. serious, Nathan immediately went into fight pose, and Christian and Stephanie were doing complex show-off back-to-back poses.
All in all, a rather fabulous con.
:deep breath:
Friday, messing around, forgot sleeping bag, begged one off Cathy as she ddn't need hers, and the first 'aaaagh, wet towels on floor bad' statement was heard from me... Bought photo tickets, went opening ceremony where the collective thud of jaws and rise of hormones was heard when Morena Baccarin and Nathan Fillion walked on stage as surprise guests.
Went cocktail party, where it was discovered that Carrie Grace, the assistant costume designer on Angel (and Jonathan Woodward, aka Knox aka 'the triple' ' s girlie) not only has immensely cool bright blue hair but is an absolute sweetie who happily watches really trashy tv.
Changed into Ghost outfit (piccies later), partied v. hard, cursed bra straps. Found that holsters were a tad big. Tors and Liz as the Bondage Fairies got many a gawp.
Idiots from the private party that was going on set off the smoke alarms and smashed all the fire buttons. Hotel tried to blame it on the con. See con go 'riiiight. It didn't escape your notice their behaviour and the fact that we were all in the disco/bar?' Plus their annoying 'hi, we're going to letch on every single female who wanders near them and not take no for an answer unless a very heavily armed bloke tells us off'. The banning of cameras on dancefloor significantly reduces crowding on guests and is a good thing. Way too many girls in fetish police wear. Be original, you bastards! Most original costume goes to the girl in a Legally Blonde outfit for Law and Order theme.
Saturday. Did stewarding duties of queues, discovered that strange and obscure threats are very good at getting them to stay in line. 'Back against the wall or the hamster gets it.' '...hamster?' 'It's a very large hamster wif teef ike iff.' Missed the Carrie and Jonathan talk, which was by all reports way too much fun.
Nathan and Morena talk : :fangirls: so wonderful. So funny. So smutty and so very sexy. Nathan was handing out film strips and money from Serenity. I got two 100 bills (though Cathy claimed one due to not getting one with her question and lending me the sleeping bag). Asked 'what was worst audition, and it turned out that she was asked to perform a lap dance on an empty chair, no music, in front of a audience of blokes. See Nathan instantly go puppy dog eyes and major interest, so Morena showed exactly what she did on him. Which was to straddle the chair and go 'no' and leave. :snerk:
Missed Christian and Stephanie - was getting Firefly photos - then came J August and Summer. Who were busy being funny and far too adorable. Summer's dancer-ness is there every second in all movements, and she goes all shy so much....:cuteness: J only ever got to play Lando Calrissian (being the sole black kid in the neighbourhood) and wanted to be a Jedi as a kid...
Fancy Dress : Many dropped jaws at me in Oola outfit. Lots of photos, including from hotel staff (who reserve right to pull out the cameras at these things if girls are in skimpy). Had one of those 'okay, you think this is cool - and the next lot come in, totally flooring it' sessions. Special mentions go to ascended Mayor and Sunnydale students, who also had best performance, Shrek 2 - Tors, Liz, Taz, Steve, Marwen (you don't want to know about the wreckage of the hotel room. Which included me dragging Steve out into corridor to get the body language and accent right as he'd never seen Shrek), Sexually Repressed Padme, (the leather outfit, as described by Natalie Portman), Demon Daycare - a demon nanny carrying babygrow-clad baby Spike, Lorne and Beast (baby Lorne with tag that had name, race, and Andy's DOB). She got a lot of squees. Tuskan Raiders, Sloopy as Wrath, Jango Fett and Ep II clone (immediately dubbed as Father and Clone), and Elvis and Cross-dressed Leia.
When I went on, I got massive cheer (hello to the boyhood fantasy), lots of dropped jaws from male guests, more cheers when span during dancing in character, even bigger cheers when tits came flying out and laughter when I shrugged, grinned, adjusted and continued my way. Plus photo taken by Nathan. Mwhahaha.
Winners, utterly well deserved : Sloopy got special mention, and a hug from Morena. Mayor got third, Shrek second, Demon Daycare first.
Other costumes of note : lots of Leias and Stormtroopers. Only two Han Solos, amazingly, one of whom was Glenn, official midget at these things. Jedi Chefs having time of lives. Also had the Sith Chefs, who dress in complete black including Chef hats and red lightsabers, whose motto is 'We don't cook. We order in.' Two Clangers. Another Twi'lek, this one blue and original character. Dragged her out for dual photos. Compared tentacle length. Mine are longer. Hah. She suffers from tentacle envy.
Also had airing of first Serenity trailer (previously only at comic con). You will love this so very much. All of you.
Kane : utterly fab performance. According to Steve next day, you just don't get better than when during America High, all he could see was the whole crowd singing back to him, word perfect.
Hall utterly boiling, and I still hadn't taken off body paint (though I had taken off the tentacles, as they were giving me major headache), nicked Ian's water and then he said to keep it on seeing me. Bodypaint came off quickly, thank god, though believe ears still green. When discussing entries later, there were many 'green girl so fucking cool.' 'Er, that was me.' 'No way.' :points to ears: Just goes to prove that bodypaint makes you completely unrecognisable...
Sunday : Woken up at 6:30 by Liz coming in who said 'you can have breakfast'. Couldn't get back to sleep so stumbled off to brekkies. Sold photo tix for Christian with yells of 'Nekkid Christian, with added shirt and trousers! Socks as a bonus! Hangover added as standard!' I appear to have been a market-stall owner in a previous life....
Dayne and Carrie, immense fun, plus the tattooing of Lee (a lovely boy who insists he's straight, and the whole con tends to go 'riiiiight'. Imagine Alex from QAF, but cuter). Turns out as many tats as possible these days are done via transfers for speed.
David Denman (Skip) and Jonathan. meep. Utter, utter chaos, where they decided not to have a talk but instead a drunken (they'd gone through a bottle of whisky before coming on and kept drinking throughout) raffle of signed bananas and sweets and other perishable goods for charity. Carrie as lovely assistant. Beginning with Holy Communion of Jonathan's church, where one takes the holy communion of whisky and kissing the ring made from a fiver. Utterly, utterly insane.
Er. Plus they auctioned off slow dances with Christian and Nathan (insane amounts of money) at the closing ceremony. Nathan's turn? He came out on stage, started slow-dancing with Carrie in the background, then with Jonathan. They started groping. Then started rolling around on stage. Knocking into the table and spilling whisky all over Nathan. You simply do not get this at other cons....
Nathan, Morena, and Summer. Lots of wondrousness. Nathan needling Summer. Morena making him swap places with her to stop it. Impressions. Summer's was 'You are such a boob.' Morena's... heh. Nathan said 'c'mon, do a line.' 'No.' 'c'mon...' 'No.' :pause: 'That was my impression.' much laughter. River gets many more action scenes. Wheeee! So many more things, can't think of them now.
Christian and Steve Carlson : lots of thoughtful music-related questions. V. good value. 'Are there any song of ours not about girls?' 'er.... well, there's - no, that is. So's that one.'
Ming got a great one in as they'd previously said there'd been a female drummer who tried to sleep with them so they fired her. See Ming ask whether there'd been any male drummers who'd tried to sleep with them. See Steve dig himself into a hole and Christian ramble, with far too many accidental puns....
J and Stephanie. Where J reveals his hitherto unforeseen fetish for wanting to play white girls. It started with Princess Leia and went downhill from there, including Daisy Duke. Casting of Angel the spoof version. David Hasselhoff as Angel. Rosie o' Donnell and Smurfette as Fred. Stephanie wants to be Kirk if she got to do Trek. Intro'd J to concept of panto, because then he can play white girls legitimately... See him gape once we'd explained what it was.
Closing ceremony : Unprecedented thing of guests actually being on time. The slow dances, karaoke of the Firefly theme tune and Mandy (of course), then buggered off to get changed into costume.
Hocus Pocus outfits - utterly enchanted a little goth five year-old, who tagged onto us the whole time we were in costume (lasted an hour, new record). Changed, boogied supremely. Forced drunk acquaintance to drink water in new responsible mode Major emotional drama involving Andy, with Liz crying, me bawling him out for it... it degenerated from there, ending with us forcibly cheering up Sonia, his suddenly-ex. Got her on in time for Star Trekking and others. Appeared to be better by end, so fingers crossed.
Have Mogwai. Eeeee! And no, the rest of the con is not allowed to steal him. Someone tell me why there are two new SG-1 calendars for 2005? (one with shoddy CGI background). The woman who sells Daniel Jackson photos to me knows me so well that she was going through them with 'you have this one. and this one. You don't have this one.' :puts it in my buying pile: Neil managed to get photos with all the guests as Jedi Chef apprentices, and it is clear who is a fan. Steve was into it, Morena appears not to even know that the saber is a weapon, Summer takes it v. serious, Nathan immediately went into fight pose, and Christian and Stephanie were doing complex show-off back-to-back poses.
All in all, a rather fabulous con.
