Wraithcrack! Novak!
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LFCC was so much fun.
Well… we did lots of stuff.
Friday morning I was up at six, and
3_fries_short and I were at the crossroads at seven to get picked up by
cadiliniel’s dad.
3_fries_short was unusually perky.
We got a straight through train, and we just sat and read or chatted for most of the journey, and nothing super special happened. At Euston we met
bunnyvon and Leslie, and made our way to
bunnyvon’s flat to dump our stuff. Her dad showed us around and took us food shopping and then hurried off, and we spent the afternoon finishing off the Tolga scrapbook.
Then we had to go shopping, because I needed the finishing touching of my costume, and I had to find a Glinda costume for
sashavangenius, and I think everyone else just wanted to shop. And we went to Oxford Circus, and since we were right there we went to Tolga’s agency to hand-deliver the scrapbook, which was not as exciting as it sounds but still cool. I found the stuff I needed for myself and
sashavangenius, we went to Subway, we looked in more shops, and then it was back to Acton.
That evening
bunnyvon made us all a lovely stir fry, and
cadiliniel and I went to the pub to ask for some corks for
3_fries_short’s costume. We got my laptop online and watched flash movies all evening while I finished putting my costume together.
Then someone decided that we needed a song about Atlantis to sing, for while we were in the queue and that sort of thing. So we were up quite late coming up with that. All except Leslie, who was the only one to go to bed at sensible times all weekend.
We got up at five in the morning, and were out by six, but still we weren’t quite at the front of the queue. Near enough, though. And we got free Pirates of the Caribbean coins for being in the first 10,000.
So we queued until nine, and it was mostly boring, really. But we did sing the song in the queue a few times, and
moominlady and
starbuck_85 (I think… so many new LJ names this weekend…) seemed very appreciative! The lyrics will, I’m sure, be online shortly.
So at long last we got in, and everyone ran to get tickets for things, and then we were all dying of hunger having had no breakfast, so it was off for something to eat before we started on the autographs. I didn’t get any on the Saturday, but I went up to take photos when the others went to see Don S. Davis and Rachel Luttrell, and they were both really sweet.
Don’t know quite what order things happened in then… I guess we went to look around the stalls for a bit. Oh, and after a while everyone went away to queue for their autographs from Elijah Wood, but I wasn’t going so I just wandered about by myself for a bit, and that’s when I bumped into
amelia8716,
mel13 and
justaducky! It was great to see you guys again! So we hung out for a bit, talking about Atlantis, and which ships were Unmentionable, and why there aren’t enough scenes between Liz and Teyla.
Ooh, it must have been sometime then that Jorge Garcia waved at us! Because
bunnyvon saw him walking past and screamed: 'Looklooklooklooklooklook!!!!!'. Deary me.
After that I went to Rachel Luttrell’s talk, and Nathan Fillion’s talk (Alan Tudyk joined in, it was wicked, so funny), and Don S. Davis’ talk, which was sweet. And then there was a bit of a lull while people watched the football, and then it was back to the flat.
We couldn’t be bothered to eat out or to cook, so we ordered pizza, which took ages to arrive, but had free doughnuts.
sashavangenius arrived, full of woe because she’d made a Glinda wand but the maid in her hotel had thrown it away! So she’d stolen one of their curtain rods instead, but she had no star for the end.
Then the whole "Catdog" incident happened, which I’m sure will be explained more fully in
cadiliniel or
bunnyvon’s journal, but the upshot was that we all got a bit scared, and for ages nobody would leave the futon in case Catdog got them...
So it was a while before everyone went to bed.
And then it was up at five again on Sunday morning. Just before we left I had a brainwave and borrowed a cereal box and some foil from the kitchen.
This time we were very close to the front of the queue.
sashavangenius, Leslie and I used the sleeping bag to sit on, and I used the cereal box and the foil to make a star and a crown for
sashavangenius, with some very helpful advice from Leslie, and some crucial… um… supervision from
sashavangenius. So she ended up with a Glinda costume practically indistinguishable from the original. If you ignored the bit on the back that said Kellogg’s.
I also decided that, since
3_fries_short wasn’t in costume any more, and neither, in fact, was anybody except me and
sashavangenius, that I would be, not Rita Skeeter, but Elphaba from Wicked. So I borrowed
cadiliniel’s cloak, put it over my fetching green lycra get up, and became a very half-assed Elphie. I looked nothing at all like her, actually, but what the hell.
Then, in full costume,
sashavangenius and I wandered off for a bit to find drinks and snacks. Several people stared, and one lady told us we looked very nice, which was sweet. I was hoping to find a fancy dress shop or something, so I could get a pointy hat to complete my look, but it was not to be.
Then it was back for more queueing, and at last at ten we got let in. There was a repeat of the big rush around for tickets and everyone seemed to get what they wanted. Then
sashavangenius, Leslie and I rushed off, because
sashavangenius and I wanted to be the first people in John Barrowman’s queue, but we got delayed because
sashavangenius got arrested by stormtroopers and taken to Darth Vader, and nearly executed! It was the funniest thing ever.
Eventually we did get back to John Barrowman’s queue, and saw
tiggerthehobbit, and queued up, and chose our photos, and actually met him! Aaw, he was sweet. He could say my name properly! Obviously his time in Wales is doing him good. And he recognised that
sashavangenius was supposed to be from Wicked, which was cool.
So we were psyched, and we went and saw everyone else and told them what had happened with the stormtroopers, and then we were just sort of hanging around for ages.
sashavangenius started queuing up really early for John’s talk so that we would be the first ones, and we were just sitting and chatting for a long time. We saw
amelia8716,
mel13 and
justaducky again and I gave them the Elijah tickets I got them earlier, and then we went to John’s talk, and it was ace! He’s a very funny guy, and very sweet.
sashavangenius got to ask him a question. He waved his ass and told us how he wanted to play with himself. Oh, yeah...
After that we just wandered about and stuff, and the other guys were queueing for Elijah’s talk. We kept bumping into these girls all day who were obsessing over John, and later we hung out with them opposite his signing area.
Perhaps my memory is failing, but that was mostly all we did on Sunday. Ooh, I bought pictures. One of Rita Skeeter, one of Barty Crouch Jnr, and one of Judi Dench as M! Yay!
3_fries_short,
cadiliniel and I went to catch the train, and met
tiggerthehobbit, and we just talked the whole way about the weekend and fandomy stuff and it was such good fun!
Aawww, it was a kick-ass weekend.
Except for the Francophone Space Dolphin. And having no money because stupid Almi told me I was getting paid when I wasn’t! And the stifling heat. But yeah. Good times…
And now, a selection of quotes from the weekend:
‘I would love for Christopher Lee to be my pimp!’ -
cadiliniel
‘I was only molesting you!’ -
bunnyvon to
3_fries_short
‘May I have your arm… in my pants?’ – All
‘They’re kinda like ship-beasties, but less woolly.’ -
bunnyvon, trying to explain to
cadiliniel about coo-beasties.
‘I ain’t never going to Egypt with you skinny biatches!’ -
bunnyvon, afraid of being sold.
‘Henceforth this bag shall be known as the Kevlar Manpurse!’ -
cadiliniel or
bunnyvon, after they accidentally went to the men’s floor and ended up buying stuff anyway.
‘We are obviously gay men trapped in the women of bodies!’ -
bunnyvon, so excited she mixed up her words.
‘Are you a black ops or are you a poncy marine, bitch?’ -
cadiliniel to
bunnyvon.
‘I survived the sausage aqua catdog fish!’ – Imaginary T-Shirt slogan.
‘Blub. Blub. That’s how you know catdog is coming and the end is near.’ -
sashavangenius.
‘Are you really Leslie, or are you aqua morphing sausage catdog?’ – Someone... no idea who...
And that’s your lot. Until I find my USB lead, and then there will be many photos and video footage!
Well… we did lots of stuff.
Friday morning I was up at six, and
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We got a straight through train, and we just sat and read or chatted for most of the journey, and nothing super special happened. At Euston we met
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Then we had to go shopping, because I needed the finishing touching of my costume, and I had to find a Glinda costume for
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That evening
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Then someone decided that we needed a song about Atlantis to sing, for while we were in the queue and that sort of thing. So we were up quite late coming up with that. All except Leslie, who was the only one to go to bed at sensible times all weekend.
We got up at five in the morning, and were out by six, but still we weren’t quite at the front of the queue. Near enough, though. And we got free Pirates of the Caribbean coins for being in the first 10,000.
So we queued until nine, and it was mostly boring, really. But we did sing the song in the queue a few times, and
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So at long last we got in, and everyone ran to get tickets for things, and then we were all dying of hunger having had no breakfast, so it was off for something to eat before we started on the autographs. I didn’t get any on the Saturday, but I went up to take photos when the others went to see Don S. Davis and Rachel Luttrell, and they were both really sweet.
Don’t know quite what order things happened in then… I guess we went to look around the stalls for a bit. Oh, and after a while everyone went away to queue for their autographs from Elijah Wood, but I wasn’t going so I just wandered about by myself for a bit, and that’s when I bumped into
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Ooh, it must have been sometime then that Jorge Garcia waved at us! Because
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After that I went to Rachel Luttrell’s talk, and Nathan Fillion’s talk (Alan Tudyk joined in, it was wicked, so funny), and Don S. Davis’ talk, which was sweet. And then there was a bit of a lull while people watched the football, and then it was back to the flat.
We couldn’t be bothered to eat out or to cook, so we ordered pizza, which took ages to arrive, but had free doughnuts.
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Then the whole "Catdog" incident happened, which I’m sure will be explained more fully in
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So it was a while before everyone went to bed.
And then it was up at five again on Sunday morning. Just before we left I had a brainwave and borrowed a cereal box and some foil from the kitchen.
This time we were very close to the front of the queue.
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I also decided that, since
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Then, in full costume,
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Then it was back for more queueing, and at last at ten we got let in. There was a repeat of the big rush around for tickets and everyone seemed to get what they wanted. Then
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Eventually we did get back to John Barrowman’s queue, and saw
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So we were psyched, and we went and saw everyone else and told them what had happened with the stormtroopers, and then we were just sort of hanging around for ages.
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After that we just wandered about and stuff, and the other guys were queueing for Elijah’s talk. We kept bumping into these girls all day who were obsessing over John, and later we hung out with them opposite his signing area.
Perhaps my memory is failing, but that was mostly all we did on Sunday. Ooh, I bought pictures. One of Rita Skeeter, one of Barty Crouch Jnr, and one of Judi Dench as M! Yay!
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Aawww, it was a kick-ass weekend.
Except for the Francophone Space Dolphin. And having no money because stupid Almi told me I was getting paid when I wasn’t! And the stifling heat. But yeah. Good times…
And now, a selection of quotes from the weekend:
‘I would love for Christopher Lee to be my pimp!’ -
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‘I was only molesting you!’ -
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‘May I have your arm… in my pants?’ – All
‘They’re kinda like ship-beasties, but less woolly.’ -
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‘I ain’t never going to Egypt with you skinny biatches!’ -
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‘Henceforth this bag shall be known as the Kevlar Manpurse!’ -
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![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
‘We are obviously gay men trapped in the women of bodies!’ -
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‘Are you a black ops or are you a poncy marine, bitch?’ -
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‘I survived the sausage aqua catdog fish!’ – Imaginary T-Shirt slogan.
‘Blub. Blub. That’s how you know catdog is coming and the end is near.’ -
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‘Are you really Leslie, or are you aqua morphing sausage catdog?’ – Someone... no idea who...
And that’s your lot. Until I find my USB lead, and then there will be many photos and video footage!