Ropecon 2014

Day 34. 86 pages, 38,655 words. That’s right, nothing written yesterday. But totally worth it.

Oh gaffa tape, I do love you.

Oh gaffa tape. Never change (because that would be weird).

Oh yes, it was another excellent year! I’m definitely feeling that I’m beginning to find my stride now, getting better at the whole convention thing. Last year there was just a lot of wandering around and struggling to breathe and see in spandex, but this year was better.

I’m liking being Edpool more and more, but unlike last year, this year I’m not jonesing to get back into the costume quite so strongly. I guess it’s something that you get better at handling. Still, it was a lot of fun even though we were only in attendance for a few hours. Hey, you try wrangling one highly-active four-year-old and looking after a five-month-old at the same time.

We were all in costume this year, on account of Toop being out of the belly this time around. So Mrs. Hatboy and Toop went as Tim the Enchanter and the Killer Bunny respectively. Lots of people got photos of them but I didn’t get any on our camera (which as you will see, I was mainly running around after Wump and trying to get the occasional selfie with), which was a bummer. But hopefully we’ll be able to track down some shots from others.

I, of course, was dressed in “my usual”, with the added tweak of a top hat and monocle this year. There were practical reasons for this, namely that putting my hair through the topknot-hole in the costume invariably pulled the mask backwards and up so I lost my eye-holes, so this time I just had the hair sticking out of the zipper, and the top-hat over the whole lot, taking the weight and holding the mask in place. It worked well, I only had to pull my eyes back down into place about a hundred and seventy times instead of three thousand, four hundred and twenty-three.

The theme of this year’s Ropecon was “power”, so I had a ready excuse for the hat and monocle: quite simply, money is the only power left in this world. And also, I just killed the Monopoly Guy and took all his stuff.

The transformation begins, supervised by Tinkerbelle.

Undergoing transformation.

And Wump was dressed as Tinkerbelle, in a special fairy dress with fibre-optic lights and a pair of glittery shoes with pom-poms and a little topknot, and it was absolutely fuckin’ adorable.

Tink.

Told you.

Tink and I also got snapped by quite a few people as I chased her around and tried to keep her from climbing on too many rocks with the older Jedi kids, so I’ll have to keep an eye open. Goddamn Jedi kids.

I entered the costume contest with Tink, we’ll see how we do. Mrs. Hatboy and Toop, sadly, also missed out on entering the contest because Mrs. Hatboy’s motherly duties kept her busy until after the contest had closed, which sucked. They made a fantastic Tim-and-Bunny.

There are some who call her ... Tim?

Found: Courtesy of Helsingin Sanomat’s news story, “Pahempi kiun Vappu”. Also pictured, Melisandre.

Wump was most interested in the Lego stall, and spent a good forty-five minutes standing there and playing with the weird combination of knights, castles and toy dinosaurs that were set up. I admit I also had a bit of fun, putting Lego guys in the catapult and firing them at the castle walls.

Fuck yeah Lego.

She was momentarily fazed by the lack of a Princess. When a girl in Princess attire walked past and the stall organisers said “look, a Princess,” Wump looked at her and dismissively said, “she’s not a Lego Princess.”

Amidst it all, we did a lot of walking around and checking out of stuff. And a lot of grabbing random people in better costumes than me, and getting photos with them while they looked unimpressed.

[raspy]WHAT THE HELL IS THIS I DON'T EVEN.[/raspy]

Now when I grabbed Batsy, I raspy-voiced at him about being the hero Ropecon deserved, but he didn’t seem to get it.

Predators with a sense of humour.

The Predators were back, and they were way cool.

One of my favourite parts of the day was wrangling Wump along a wall overlooking a big lecture theatre, where a group of conventioneers were sitting and watching some sort of presentation. The screen’s back was facing me – as was the presenter’s back – but the audience could all see Wump crawling along the wall in her Tinkerbelle costume. And could also see me as I started to wave and make faces through the window. I was gratified when they all cracked up and stopped paying attention to whatever was going on at the front of the lecture theatre. There’s nothing an attention whore loves more than attention, after all. And I’ve come to realise that Edpool is a bit of an attention whore.

Found one!

Spotted a Cylon (this is my “I FOUND ONE!” pose). It wasn’t even trying to blend in. Kudos for the vintage Cylon look, by the way.

All four members of the Hatboy family were interviewed by Helsingin Sanomat, although I guess Wump and Toop had little to say. That might be worth looking for. I seem to recall going off on a long, hippie-like spiel about money and power and how none of that matters at Ropecon because money is a social illusion and at Ropecon imaginative illusion has more power than – I don’t know, I was really rambling.

The wisdom of Edpool

OH LOOK, here it is. “Minulla on käytössäni vain rahan valtaa, ja sillä ei tee Ropeconissa paljoakaan. Siksi tämä on mukavampi paikka kuin maailma yleensä.” I don’t know what I was smoking. Organically-grown TRUTH, maybe?

Four Princesses and Serious Business Fairy.

The four Disney Princesses and the Serious Business Fairy.

Rapunzel and Eugene. And Pascal!

I also met Rapunzel and Eugene. I love the effort they put into this, from the chameleon to the goatee (and they even got his nose right!). Although they could have put some red tape around the frying pan, marking it as a weapon. Then it would have been perfect.

Like last year, I found that my spandex-clad junkal package was a bit obtrusive again and found its way into a lot of pictures (as you can see from some of these). This year it was actually worse than last year, because I had bought a protective box which made it look like I had a tumour. Or, in the words of my esteemed friend Zack, like my colostomy bag had slipped.

Still, I guess a heroic bulge is part of the deal when you don the spandex and head out in public to fight crime. That’s my theory and I’m sticking with it.

Madam, control your griffin.

My hat was assaulted by a griffin and – as you know – no convention is actually complete until that happens.
I’m not sure what Cary Elwes was doing in the background there: presumably waiting to throw a garland of Finland-themed flowers around somebody’s neck.

There was even a pair of surplus Deadpools in attendance, although they were just in masks and gloves, which was a bit cheeky (and they’re not even wearing their gloves in this picture, lazy). Funny, though.

And of course, they were Deadpools, not Edpools. They had a selection of witty think-bubbles and other props, so I give them due credit and am only too happy to share the madness.

Ropecon just got POOLED!

Who has two thumbs and heatstroke? THIS GUY!

Many a selfie was taken.

Loki selfie!

Loki selfie!

Thor selfie!

Thor selfie!

Xenomorph selfie!

Xenomorph selfie! …wait.

The xenomorph sadly met its doom at the hands of Jedi master Twi Lek [I am reliably informed that this is in fact specifically Aayla Secura, and the species is Twi’lek. Go back to nerd school, Hatboy]. Out in the carpark, no less, like any great and glorious fight.

Big fight in the carpark.

Either that, or the 35°C heat finally got to it.

Twi Lek Secura then gracefully acquiesced to a photo.

Twi Lek.

“So, do you know any other Na’vi? That Neytiri is – BRB, wife coming.”

The day was made complete by a small but elite team of (I assume) Black Widows who were totally impressed to be hugged by a heavily-sweating, thick-bodied man in spandex…

Black Widows. I think.

Pictured: Three pairs of really excellent boots (BOOTS, I said). And between one and three people having a good time.

…and a Klingon warrior, because once again no convention is complete without it. And the other guy, who was probably meant to be somebody but all I know is that he probably wasn’t from Star Trek, but I’m too out of touch to be sure.

Don't know who he is.

“You, say Qapla’. You, say … I don’t know, who are you meant to be anyway? Sorry, I’m old.”

Most excellent times. Missing it already.

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12 Responses to Ropecon 2014

  1. stchucky says:

    Also got to stop and buy petrol, then go through the burger drive-thru on the way home, all in costume. Which was fun.

    UPDATE: Added in the news links Mrs. Hatboy managed to find, and pictures.

    SECOND UPDATE: Apparently that last guy is King Bradley from Fullmetal Alchemist, an anime series I have heard of but never seen. And a google image search tells me he did a pretty good job!

  2. JonathanBloom says:

    How those Black Widows didn’t completely roast is beyond me. Looks like it was a lot of fun. I was busting a gut at the office this morning as a bunch of people were pointing confusedly at the Helsingin Sanomat article and wondering why Deadpool was wearing a top hat.

    • stchucky says:

      I wish they’d gotten a shot of me holding up the monocle I was also wearing. You would have had heads bursting all over the office.

      • JonathanBloom says:

        Hah. No doubt.

        Also, this leaked today, thought you might be interested: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SdeOaTu8D6Y

      • stchucky says:

        SQUEEEEEEI’ll believe it when I see it.

      • dreameling says:

        Could apparently be some sort of CGI proof-of-concept test footage for a live-action movie. (If they do finally make a Deadpool movie, I sure as hell hope it’s not going to be a CGI animation.)

      • stchucky says:

        I’m seeing just as many suggestions online that this is actually footage from the game trailer and is a couple of years old. I haven’t played far enough into the game to be sure but the animation and Deadpool’s look does seem the same.

        Either way though, I agree with you – as a concept this is scripted and plotted perfectly for a possible movie and it would be fantastic to see. But in live action, please[1]. Not all-CGI.

        [1] There’s no line here, of course. Live action is green-screen and motion-capture an overwhelming majority of the time, and that’s fine. But let’s have it more Batman-style live action than Beowulf-style CGI, please.

  3. dreameling says:

    Well done, sir, well done! Seems like you guys had a blast. Mrs. Hatboy’s really rocking the beard, Toop’s looking adoringly and appropriately confused, and Wump is indeed aww as heck. EdPool is, well, EdPool. (You should do a Commando-esque suiting-up montage video someday.)

    One of these days I will attend Ropecon. I swear it.

    a heroic bulge

    I wasn’t going to say anything… but you are bulging quite heroically especially when posing next to hot girls and, oddly enough, Batman. Coincidence?

    Speaking of which, were there only beautiful cosplayers at Ropecon?

    Jedi master Twi Lek

    It’s actually Aayla Secura, of the Twi’lek race. Dude. *tsktsk*

    • stchucky says:

      EdPool is, well, EdPool. (You should do a Commando-esque suiting-up montage video someday.)

      I could Vine that.

      I wasn’t going to say anything… but you are bulging quite heroically especially when posing next to hot girls and, oddly enough, Batman. Coincidence?

      Boner vs. Broner?

      Seriously though, I did have an ice hockey cup installed, after last year when my actual junk was basically on display. What’s a superhero without a package, I always say.

      Well (to paraphrase Data), not always. But often.

      Speaking of which, were there only beautiful cosplayers at Ropecon?

      An interesting question! Obvious answer, of course, is that all roleplayers / cosplayers are beautiful.

      But it’s also possible that your cosplayer community is divided into two general groups: the beautiful (who want to flaunt what they’ve got), and the unbeautiful (who have the confidence and the love of cosplay to simply not give a shit). Not, I must add, to suggest that the beautiful don’t have a love of cosplay. I am not falling into the “fake gamer geek hate” trap today. That’s a subject of another blog post entirely!

      But I think I fall neatly into the latter category, so it’s a moot point.

      It’s actually Aayla Secura, of the Twi’lek race. Dude. *tsktsk*

      Oh, the shame! Maybe I should amend it to “a Twi’lek Jedi Master” instead of “Jedi Master Twi Lek”. What, are you saying there’s only one Twi’lek Jedi Master? OR DO THEY ALL LOOK THE SAME TO YOU?

      Actually, that was sort of the point of my Na’vi joke. Respect the layers, man!

    • stchucky says:

      Oh, and speaking of my broner for Battsy, I made this for the Facebook crowd and had to share it here:

      • dreameling says:

        Boner vs. Broner?

        Hey, I just learned a new word! Thanks, man.

        I am not falling into the “fake gamer geek hate” trap today.

        Smart man. You do not want to end up on the wrong side of that.

        Oh, the shame! Maybe I should amend it to “a Twi’lek Jedi Master” instead of “Jedi Master Twi Lek”. What, are you saying there’s only one Twi’lek Jedi Master? OR DO THEY ALL LOOK THE SAME TO YOU?

        Actually, that was sort of the point of my Na’vi joke. Respect the layers, man!

        Your layers are so confusing and all over the place sometimes. Or they seem to be. HOLD ON, OR IS THAT JUST ANOTHER LAYER!?

        DAMN YOUR LAYERS!

        Also, they’re not all blue, you racist bastard.

        Oh, and speaking of my broner for Battsy, I made this for the Facebook crowd and had to share it here:

        Awww! Also, funny and clever. 🙂

      • stchucky says:

        Actually, that was sort of the point of my Na’vi joke. Respect the layers, man!

        Your layers are so confusing and all over the place sometimes. Or they seem to be. HOLD ON, OR IS THAT JUST ANOTHER LAYER!?

        DAMN YOUR LAYERS!

        Also, they’re not all blue, you racist bastard.

        Now would be an excellent time for me to not make a “people of colour” joke.

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