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First off let me say, holy shit. I Feel fucking old. Wearing BMo made me realize I maybe the oldest Adventure Time fan out there (26), because everyone under 18 FLIPPED shit when they saw me. Especially little kids. I Was WOEFULLY under prepared for that predicament. Specifically there was this group of girls under 10 dressed as Disney Princess' and they flipped fucking shit everytime they saw me. Like their heads were exploding and they were freaked out and in turn I was freaked out. Like freaked the fuck out. So that was kinda awesome in a corny way that I made abunch of little girls' day. Hell, boys too and abunch of other people.
On the bad side, the costume. Specifically my BMo cosplay. This was first and foremost a test run since my first serious costume and there were problems. ALOT of problems that I'm glad I discovered. Also on the bad side, one of those problems? BMo apparently is a goddamn pervert. The string snapped off the right arm so I had no control so I tucked it inside, which is about waist level. Well it wasn't good enough because somehow BMo copped a feel on alot of people. Male and female and I couldn't really do much about it. So for that I say to all those people I am goddamn sorry. Also to the Catwoman cosplayer who got super pissed about it, I am super sorry. I Didn't mean to and I'm not some crazed pervert. For Gods sake I accidentally groped a Mark Twain cosplayer. MARK TWAIN COSPLAYER. I GROPED HIM! Now I know there's tons of sexual fetishes out there, but I don't think one exist where you accidentally cop a feel on a Mark Twain cosplayer and get off on that. So with that I am still sorry and next time my wavy blue arms will not be awkwardly groping people.
Other then that it wasn't bad. My friends were super disappointed I didn't enter the cosplay contest since when people found out the buttons were spring loaded, more shit was freaked the hell out of people. Man, people be freaked at this con with how I'm typing. Anyways, there was many problems that by then if I had waited still for a competition with all the mistakes it had instead of putting it away a few hours earlier before it drove me insane, then I'd probably would go ballistic. Anyways, more work I got to do on it before Denver Comic Con. I'm just glad it somehow made alot of people's day or was "The best thing they've seen this whole weekend" So I'll keep at it. Eventhough it makes me feel super old. People in their 20's who watch cartoons, where you at?!
Also my legs in tights? BMo comes off as having waaaaay too muscular looking legs according to my friends when they looked on in shock when I stood up in tights. I'm shocked too that my legs actually look good.
I Like it, I especially like the way the tree leaves are done. Only a few small details I'd add, but it still conveys the message across of the start of new journey's across.
I'm pretty sure I'm still going to retain my genitals and when i get mad I know I'm not going to ever be able to call a mob of cats to go and kill the shit outta someone.
I've been busy you beautiful lady boy you. I Actually got it drawn, I just got to ink it. I Also did a Kelley Jones style Batman I got to eventually ink as well.
I've yet to block anyone, I think merely dA deems you unworthy to become friends with a man who spent 3 hours playing Apples to Apples AKA Me Arguing With Abunch of Jewish People Over Nothing the game.