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CONvergence II
Jul. 15th, 2005 12:14 pm-Hard to believe I've been back for nearly two weeks, and I haven't had time to finish my con report. Or edit and post the pics of me and Bey/![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
buxom_bey in costume. Real Soon Now, promise.
-Okay, a few more anecdotes: First, I met a fan. "Of me", that is. A bunch of us were having lunch at the Cheesecake Factory, and the subject of RPGs came up. I said, "Yah, I'm an RPG writer." A voice from the end of the table spoke up with, "Uh, what?" I looked left to see an attractive black-haired woman I'd been introduced to earlier looking at me, wide-eyed. I replied, "I write roleplaying games for Steve Jackson Games." There was a little pause, and she blurted out, "I love you!"
-So, suffice to say, she recognized my name once she heard it in full, and was in particular a fan of GURPS Magic Items 3, which she apparently mined for gear for a sneaky assassin type she once played. And eventually I learned she has an LJ. Hey there,kaththea!
-Bey and I looked teh hott in our costumes. She wore her tight white dress with black cape on Friday night, and got hit on repeatedly. Saturday, she was Poison Ivy and I wore the Pulp Hero outfit. I got a fair number of compliments, including a thumbs-up from a random striking dreadlocked lady, a guy accosting me to ask where I got my goggles, and another guy who offered me $50 on the spot for them.
-Hmm, one more anecdote: I believe it was Friday night, Bey and I were going up in the elevator, and the con volunteer who was running the elevator said to me, "You must be her father." I replied, "I beg your pardon?" He said, "Well, you're either her father or her bodyguard." I turned to Bey, and asked, "What am I to you, dear?" She batted her eyes, vamped a bit, and said, "You're my 'sir'." And I got to watch the elevator operator shrivel with jealousy. [evil snicker]
buxom_bey in costume. Real Soon Now, promise.-Okay, a few more anecdotes: First, I met a fan. "Of me", that is. A bunch of us were having lunch at the Cheesecake Factory, and the subject of RPGs came up. I said, "Yah, I'm an RPG writer." A voice from the end of the table spoke up with, "Uh, what?" I looked left to see an attractive black-haired woman I'd been introduced to earlier looking at me, wide-eyed. I replied, "I write roleplaying games for Steve Jackson Games." There was a little pause, and she blurted out, "I love you!"
-So, suffice to say, she recognized my name once she heard it in full, and was in particular a fan of GURPS Magic Items 3, which she apparently mined for gear for a sneaky assassin type she once played. And eventually I learned she has an LJ. Hey there,
kaththea!-Bey and I looked teh hott in our costumes. She wore her tight white dress with black cape on Friday night, and got hit on repeatedly. Saturday, she was Poison Ivy and I wore the Pulp Hero outfit. I got a fair number of compliments, including a thumbs-up from a random striking dreadlocked lady, a guy accosting me to ask where I got my goggles, and another guy who offered me $50 on the spot for them.
-Hmm, one more anecdote: I believe it was Friday night, Bey and I were going up in the elevator, and the con volunteer who was running the elevator said to me, "You must be her father." I replied, "I beg your pardon?" He said, "Well, you're either her father or her bodyguard." I turned to Bey, and asked, "What am I to you, dear?" She batted her eyes, vamped a bit, and said, "You're my 'sir'." And I got to watch the elevator operator shrivel with jealousy. [evil snicker]
