I couldn’t stop laughing at this guy.
Comic Con was a lot this year. Maybe because it was my first experience, or maybe it was that damn good, but you be the judge. First, the Cosplay wasn’t as good as I thought it would be. Don’t get me wrong, there were some very good ones, but overall the costumes were creative, but mediocre. Except, the Cosplay competition, every single outfit were exquisite, especially, The Hulk Buster Armor. A little bit of back story: the cosplay competition was pretty neck to neck, it could of went either way. Until this behemoth came out and just absolutely crushed everyone’s dreams and souls and rightfully so. I left early because of him. Why? because who’s beating a fucking Hulk Buster? If he lost, I would guess that someone slept with the judge!!! I took some illegal pictures of the competition.
Artist Alley was a comic book lovers’ fantasy. If you are immersed into the comic book world, this is where you will be spending most of your time. You can get autographs, exclusive comics, one of a kind personal drawings from the artist themselves. It was my first time, so I was blind (for a lack of a better word) to this fact. I went into Comic Con with no comics, no knowledge of the artists, nor a single thing to sign. That was the first time in my life that I felt like a complete newbie. Anthony made fun of me and everything. But, I didn’t care because next year I’m gonna bring more stuff than boy scouts out on a camping trip (MARK MY WORDS).
The panels were trash, if we are being totally honest with one another. I’ve always heard big news from San Diego’s Comic Con, so I was expecting some news. The biggest announcement I’m aware of is that Young Justice might come back… and that’s not even movie news! I don’t know why New York’s Comic Con was treated as a step-sister this year, but if definitely took away from my experience. Next year, I might not go to any of the panels if it’s going to be a waste of time.
The exhibits made Comic Con for me, hands down. Everything that I ever wanted in life was sold at these exhibits. It was like being at a real life Ebay. I wasted close to four hundred dollars in four days. If Comic Con lasted a week, I would be giving hand jobs to cover my Zelda accessory addiction, and that’s real talk. It was hot, crowded, and loud. But, I would do it, again and again, without hesitation. I see why parents brought their kids. I wouldn’t miss it for my child either. You may go deaf in one ear by the time you leave Comic Con but it will be all worth it if you get to take home a God of War shield or blades.
In conclusion, Comic Con is not the perfect specimen I once thought it was. It’s a pretty girl with no brains … and you know what? There’s nothing wrong with a trophy wife from time to time. For every crying baby, long line and over crowded bathroom, there’s a costume, a give away, or exhibition that reminds you that all this madness is worth it. Let’s get real, it’s not! But, any forum that allows people to let down their hair and just be a nerd is alright with me. If I had to rate Comic Con, I would give it a solid seven out of ten. Not great, but not bad. It was just right.
