Anime Detour was… okay.
Unlike the shit that was awaiting me on Saturday, these AMVs were actually pretty fucking good. Some 40-year-old guy on animemusicvideos.org put this stuff together. Example songs (skip to 20 seconds in on the first vid):
Mathematics in Anime.
The presenter was around 50 years old but he had some interesting material. By “interesting material” I mean Sailor Moon videos and a clip from Soredemo. I bounced from the panel to grab my phone charger cuz I was running out of juice.
Protip: Carrying around your phone charger at cons is fucking smart. There are tons of outlets around that aren’t used because nobody else brings their chargers with them.
As a card game fiend, when I saw this panel I immediately flipped the fuck out. For the plebeians, Weiss Schwarz is a card game where you can build decks based on popular series like Fate/Zero, The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya, and Disgaea. Then you can battle them against other people’s decks. If you’re a card game otaku, this kinda shit makes you salivate.
When I got there, we were taught the rules and shown an example of how to play a game. He gave us each a pack of cards and some faggot tried to take them all for himself. Fucking hate our fandom. Anyway…
So why has no one heard of this shit before? Well, that’s because it’s Japanese only. …or is it? Yeah, apparently this shit was licensed late last year. Unfortunately, the company in charge of the license is fucking retarded and you can only buy this shit from only one of ten different card game stores. Talk about limiting your audience, guys.
Put these cards on Amazon and make $1,000 off Dark_Sage in one day. Pretty easy profit, just saying.
I got here about 15 minutes and didn’t see anyone around. Figuring I was just super early, I wandered around for ten minutes and came back. Still nothing. Whatever. I walked into the room to empty chairs and eight Vocaloid cosplayers standing around. 2 minutes to 7:00 a guy walked into the room and ran away after seeing the empty room.
So yeah, I had eight girls do Vocaloid dances just for me for about an hour. Were they disappointed by such a small audience? Of course they fucking weren’t. I’m fucking awesome and we had a great time.
They promised to put the dances they performed up on their site, but I don’t think they’ve done that shit yet.
I didn’t have anything to do after the Vocaloid dance, so Caly forced me to go to karaoke so she could get footage of her singing. If you ever want to hear society’s rejects singing shitty songs, I don’t think there will ever be a better venue than the karaoke panel at an anime convention.
Video of this shit: (Yes, I plan on being a director in the future.)
After that ear cancer, I went to Caly’s yuri panel where I got to hear about how cool she is for being a fansubber and how she pirates anime instead of buying it. As an audience member, no, that was not really impressive. She handled the discussion part well, though.
That ended the night.
Friday night tl;dr: Eight cosplayers danced just for me, I went deaf in one ear, a cat girl licked my cheek, and I got a free pack of Disgaea cards.
I headed over to the morning AMV panel, but Caly texted me, saying that some guy named Omex wanted to talk to me. Turns out the guy was actually
Tim Schafer a dirty imposter.
We talked for a bit and headed over this room called consuite because Caly/Omex were spazzing out over the idea of free rice and chex mix that they were serving. I was relatively unimpressed because I have a job and can afford actual food.
We sat down on the consuite couch and watched live action Cartoon Network shows while Omex kept going on and on about this one time when he kissed a dude and liked it. Yeah, I get it. You’re bisexual. Congrats for being so unique and special.
The shows sucked and I wanted to get to the AMV contest early, so I headed off to that.
I had about 50 minutes until the AMVs started, so I decided to catch the end of the taiko panel. Kids banging on drums for 20 minutes was exciting as you can imagine.
After the shitty taiko panel, I went to the AMV Contest. Goddamn, was this poorly run.
There wasn’t any way for the audience to vote on which AMVs were the best, there were no defined categories, and all the AMVs were just shoved together into one 60-minute .wmv video. There was no info before/after the videos, so you didn’t know when one video ended and the other started, or who should have been credited for the videos/what genre they were competing in. The audio was crackling because the people in charge were unable to set up audio properly and the video quality was 120p QUALITY.
If the presentation wasn’t shitty enough, none of the videos in the contest even approached “mediocre”. They all fucking sucked. Goddamn, I didn’t think AMVs were that hard to make, but apparently Minnesotans just can’t handle it.
Post-AMV Contest Fun.
I took a bottle of sleeping pills and passed out in my hotel room. Unfortunately, I woke up after an hour or two.
Maximum Weeaboo Magazine.
Tempted by the allure of an 18+ panel and the idea of a panel that makes fun of waps, I headed into this with low expectations nonetheless. Good call on my part.
What started out as an interesting panel complete with quick-witted panelists and an intriguing print-out magazine soon devolved into a terrible q&a session with the audience. It wasn’t necessarily the panelists’ fault that it came to this, but there were about four people in the audience who were obviously mentally handicapped (seriously) and they decided to dominate the “discussion” by throwing out the names of ecchi animes and asking for the panelists’ opinions on them when the panelists already made it clear that they despised anything approaching fanservice.
“Did you like Sekirei?”
“Did you like Rosario+Vampire?”
“Did you like Witchblade?”
I left, muttering shit about eugenics under my breath.
Gender for the Mature Anime Fan.
I knew this was going to suck but I didn’t have anything else to go to. Imagine a room packed with fat-fuck feminists (if you’re decent looking, you probably didn’t major in women’s studies) all bitching about random shit and you have this room in a nutshell.
I’m relatively certain that everyone in that room graduated from middle school so why they had to spend the entire hour going over that gender is self-defined just blew my mind. To put it another way, that’s basically like an astronomy panel where the discussion solely consists of people talking about the big dipper being a constellation and every argument ends up reiterating that fact.
Thanks for wasting my hour.
Haters Gonna Hate.
This was supposed to be a humorous Pokemon panel, but I guess I was expecting too much from Pokemon fans. The most memorable part was trying to explain the memes to Caly without annoying everyone else around me by explaining the fucking jokes.
The entire thing was extremely awkward (the head panelist was reading off a laptop and got to the word “nigger” where he looked at the one black guy in the room and said “I can’t say this word, but I bet someone here could”, a girl dressed up as a Farfetch’d and hit people in the audience with a stick, and people stopped talking so the presenter just put up Pokemon images on the screen), so let’s just pretend it never happened.
Saturday tl;dr: Met up with an IRC dude, groped a Celty cosplayer, and did two girls at once.
~A Couple Hours of Boring Panels Go Here. Yes, at this point I’ve pretty much stopped giving a fuck about this Detour article~
Shin Megami Tensei.
The presenter opened this panel off with “Devil Survivor 2 just came out and the only people who will be able to talk about it will need to have played 40 hours every week just to beat it.” I yelled at the dipshit that it was a 25-hour game and wasn’t even that hard, but he was very concerned about the 100+ hours it would take to beat the thing. Protip: If you’re grinding in Devil Survivor 2 for anything other than money for fusions, your strategy sucks.
After a few minutes, we ditched this panel. Worthless scrub panelists don’t deserve my attention.
I finally saw a cosplayer worth taking a picture of right before we were about to leave. And yeah, over the course of the entire con, she was the only cosplayer I bothered stopping to ask for a picture.
Sunday tl;dr: Article over. I’m going to sleep now.