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FREEWRITE: Bosses and Fearing Nothing

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“Rock’s here!  You miss it earlier, he was on a rampage nitpicking every little thing. ” My coworker informs me on our regional manager “Rock” was on  going off on everyone (sans me given I just arrived).

Oh.

“Damn, that bad huh?”  I replied nonchalantly.  I wasn’t concern about “Rock” (name changed cuz I’m not trying to get fired yet), or fearing  his arrival.  I was warned about his visit earlier in the week.  The prior warning gave me time to do my mental training and  job preparations.  Furthermore, I’ve been working both harder and smarter to improve my section and my work ethics (although admittedly I’ve been slacking in some areas).

As fucked up as this sounds, I’m laughing at everyone’s fears (in the inside, of course I would get fired if I did  that externally). At this point, we ‘re informed about Rock’s expectations.  Yea, it’s annoying that dude is in town, but that we expected it.  Adapt or die.

In my time researching (and now owning an actual copy of) the 48 Laws of Power, analyzing the mindset of superiors, being interested on how business are run, and my own desires of being a boss, I figured this out: The only reason why we were trippin’ off Rock’s arrival is because he’s a boss.  Bosses make their worker’s “fear” them. It’s how power works (at times).

Yet, given I’m evolving my own mindset of becoming a boss, and knowing that Rock has to answer to  ahis own bosses despite being a boss, what is there to fear from him?

As long as we’re doing our shit on the daily, and feeling confident in towards our work ethics,  we shouldn’t  worried about this dude.  And on the flip side, he shouldn’t worried if we’re doing what he expect us to do when he come through.  It’s that sense of security; we can put each other’s minds at ease if we perform to our expectations, and beyond.

Hell, I’ve been had this mindset since my second job (working at the Missouri Botanical Garden’s restaurant).  When news of the CEO’s arrival, everyone sans a few cooks and I were in fear.  We both knew what the CEO expected from us, and given that we respected his position of power, I made sure when dude came to our kitchen, and I had it as clean and neat for him.

Plus, my former bosses informed the GMs on my hard work, so my on the line (guard ya rep no matter what ya’ll).  If the CEO would have seen a kitchen a mess, it would not only look bad on me, but my bosses and GMs who told him about my work.  I don’t wanna make people look like liars off my bullshit.

 

I’m not fearful of Rock, but rather respectful of him and his position. As a boss he has to make sure we’re doing our work so he can feel secure about his position.  Because trust me, if he let our bullshit slid, that would be on his head with bosses and that wouldn’ be great on our end.  Plus I interactived with the dude a few times in the past, he seems like he’s chill if he’s not on boss mode, so there’s that.

 

I guess I think differently from my fellow coworkers and the average worker.

 

(I know this is different from my usually writings but I haven’t wrote anything in a while due to my own laziness, and this idea was in my head all day.  Plus, I need to sharpen my writing skills).

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“I Wanna Be Like Dr. Tomoe When I Grow Up!”

Yesterday  during my lunch break at work, I was listening to Grant Cardone’s (American author and CEO)  interview on his 2016 book “Be Obsessed or Be Average” (great book I  highly recommend if you have giant dreams).  During it, he brought up a childhood dream (an obsession even) of on becoming like fictional  movie spy James Bond when he grew up (having the hot women, flashy cars, infinite cash flow, etc.).  Cardone’s reflection of his childhood dreams and goals reminded myself of my own innocent dream of becoming like Dr. Tomoe; villain of Sailor Moon S.

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Yes, that Dr. Tomoe. The crazed cracklin’, evil science experimenting, nutjob ass dude with the clichéd evil badguy laugh.  That is the Dr. Tomoe I’m talking about.  As a child,  I wanted to be like him as a kid (I was a weird kid).    Why?  Well, here some reasons why!

Going back to  a previous post, my very first episode of Sailor Moon had the infamous fake orgasms  Twister game with Mimete and the reminding Witches 5. We see Professor Tomoe enjoying (albeit creepily) his all-female staff playing Twister in short shirts, lab coats, and high heels.  Tomoe enters the room and the women welcome him warmly.  After debriefing Minmete on her next mission, Tomoe continue the game of Twister with the other women, taking pleasure in being surrounded by smart and sexy science lady nerds .

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“I wanna be like Dr. Tomoe when I grow up!” I declared!  What ten-year-old male doesn’t wanna grow up to have a secret lab filled with sexy science nerds, man?

“He has women in high heels and lab coats playing Twister with him. I want that in life. Also I wonder if he’s fucking all of them behind their backs.  I would do that too if I was him.”

Oh ten-year-old me was full of hopes and dreams.  Oh Ben.  You were so innocent back then!  But really, that one definite scene  inspired me to work and learn hard, so that one day I could be like that creepy blackface paint like science man on the new anime.

To have the beautiful women working for me and  my business. Ten-year-old wanted that.  Today? I still want that.  Create humanoid  monsters from alien eggs to take over the world. Ten year old wanted that shit. Me today? I would get locked up for unethical science experiments and terrorism.

As ten-year-old me continued to watch Sailor Moon S, I was impress by Profressor Tomoe and what he had.   I was quickly inspired by the man, with him becoming one of my favorite characters in the series. The business. The school he founded.  The money and giant house.  And the women.

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Kaorinite.  Tomoe’s  beautiful (and incredibly crazy) lab assistance.  I mean, no wonder he hand selected her to be his personal assistance.  I mean she’s straight up beautiful, smart as fuck, has big ol nice ass cow tits, and probably has a S-rank  blowjob game in bed (hey I’m just saying).

For her character arc in the beginning of the S, to  her first death, and finally her second death at the hands of Mistress 9, Kaorinite was by Tomoe side.  My dude Tomoe had a fine ass chick by him at nearly all times.  She must had been that special because he brought her back to life after her first death at the hands of the Sailor Scouts.

I want a Kaorinite in my life (sans all the crazy homicidal shit and her abusiveness towards children [poor Hotaru]) Like,  a fine ass sexy woman by my side when I become a successful person.  Introduce her to at a party  or an event and everyone starts looking at her.  Have  their breath taken away from not only her beauty and grace, but her presence and wisdom.  Have people hate on me because I have her and she doesn’t not.

Finally, the last factor that made me go “I Wanna Be Like Dr. Tomoe” was his powerful  relationship with his daughter, Hotaru.

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Despite being incredibly busy with his personal work, Tomoe made time to spend time with Hotaru.  It’s clear that they’re close as Hotaru happily introduced Chibi-Usa to him (but that’s for another post).  At the final few episodes of the S arc, Professor Tomoe is risking his life to save and protect Hotaru (after she transformed into Mistress 9 See, that’s a real ass father.  Taking time off  time to take care of daughter. Then we have his willingness to protect her at all costs, by any means.

Granted, personally I don’t want kids anytime soon (or ever), but if I ever had a kid, I would done the same he did with his kid.  Take the time from my own shit to be around them. To protect them at all cost.

As a kid I had this innocent, but wild dream to be like a fictional cartoon anime character.  I want what he had: beautiful women (the Witches 5 and Kaorinite), the money and own business,  the nice mansion, and family.  Am I working on that childish dream today as an adult?  Yes.  It might be taking slower than I want but I know I can get it if I push myself.

Thanks Professor Tomoe! your crazy ass inspired me to become a man like ya.

 

(Fuck Crystal/Manga Professor Tomoe tho.  That nigga’s a piece of shit.  Don’t be like him.)

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“Real Niggas Do What They Wanna Do. Bitch Niggas Do What They Can Do.” (Freewrite)

I’m a 90s hip-hop fan, with the late Tupac Shakur as one of my favorite rappers from the era.   “Staring Through My Rare View” (which the title of this freewrite is from),  is my favorite work by the legend, as to me, can describes one own desires of achieving their dreams , goals, and how one yearn to reach  their personal level of success by any means.

As stated from an earlier post about my pride and ego, for most my childhood and teen life, I was told I’d never be successful with having a learning disability and being in special education.  Overtime I managed to prove the doubters wrong . However, with recent unwanted interactions from a toxic person ()whom I had cut off a year ago) who decided to remind me of my past struggles, my pride and ego has been working overtime to prove yet another doubter wrong to say the least.

This is where the line “Real niggas do what they wanna do” comes to play.

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I do not know what’s going on in my head (in combination with my desires), but I have this drive to do whatever the fuck I please in order to reach what I want in life, or at the very least, achieve  my own personal short or long terms goals  then move forward to the next one.   Even with things not going how I want it right now, me starting on this anime blogging (and now “vlogging”) journey at an late age compare to most others, and working full time, I still gonna do whatever I want to gain higher success.

Massive success even.

There’s more from life I want then just doing the same shit everyone else is doing.  I wanna new shit rather than doing the same old bullshit from last year.  Maybe this what Haruhi Suzumiya probably felt when she realized she can do whatever she pleased  on that fateful day of realization watching baseball with her dad (gotta keep this somehow anime related).

So, I’m just going to keep doing me. Do whatever I wanna do in life, and for my passion.

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On My Pride, My Ego, My Ambitions, and Helping Others (Freewrite)

The other day on Facebook, I created a status about haters. I stated if you have them, you’re making moves.  My homegirl, who’s incredibly infamous in her field, and have a lot of haters, replied with “YES I DO LOL!”.  I asked “How can I get more haters fam!” given she’s the expert of gaining them.

 

She followed up with some real shit.

“Do you want my honest opinion?  Your ambition isn’t that high.  You have form, but no clear refinement, or clear purpose, or agenda.  Set the path up for yourself to contribute something worthy of recognition towards society and the haters will come and drove.   Stop practicing your trolling skills online doing nothing.  Instead of trolling to seek hateres, use your social skills to improve people’s lives, and make a positive impact for both their lives, and your own.”

(The last sentence is a paraphrase, but whatever.  The message is still there)

This made me think hard about myself, and my life goals hardcore.

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Ever since I got back from Anime Central, my ego, arrogance levels, and pride, were growing larger.  I managed to  successfully run a room party with my friend (bartending the party), made new contacts, expanded my network, and managed to promote my blog and brand.

My ego was on an all-time high.  I felt unstoppable, and needed to reach higher and yield more results, but just for myself, Nobody else.

Years of being the underdog, belittled, bullied, and people calling you a failure at life because you were in special education for academics weaknesses does that to your ego; make it larger after success.  Sans a handful of people, who I guess saw I had more potential than what I gave myself credit for (growing up with low self-esteem issues is a bitch),  people counted me out, telling me I’ll never be successful.

For years, I just let that shit bottled up inside me, trying to ignore it subconsciously.  However, it manifested itself into pride, and a sort of “revenge mission” against the haters, doubters, and niggas who belittled me.
The breaking point of this was when my brother, who I haven’t talked to a year (due to his own petty bullshit) decided to randomly text me, calling me a failure, a retard, and a loser who’ll never do anything with my life. He went on to compared me to our uncle, who (in my brother words “a fucking failure”) . That shit made me berserk, and made my focus to produce more work.

I wasn’t working to make others enjoy my work.  I was working to feed my ego, and stunt on this family member. I’m gonna admit something; My Sailor Moon S’s analysis  and my analysis on Hitagi’s mental state  were results from my anger towards this family member who was doubting my success (the last two themes  of my Sailor Moon S analysis was rushed just so I could prove a point and prove this man wrong, not because I was passionate)
‘I WILL be successful and I make every last one of ya who counted me out or made me felt bad about myself regret saying all that shit.’

-Benjamin’s Pride.

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My current cover pic on Facebook.  Updated out of pure pride.

When my friend (and another one whom I spoke to in private) to me I could do so much more by helping others with my skills, rather than using them  just feed my ego, and increase haters, it awoken something in me: The drive to help others.

I’ve known and befriended many people over the last seven years of my life.  I can easily help them, and more.

Saw a friend  who was upset with their family fuckin’ with them (not going into details, as that’s their busssiness), and I figure “Well, guess I better put whatever fucking skills I have to good use and help this friend out.”

Besides, I’m so used to dealing with an insecure family member’s petty bullshit.  Let me use my experience with them to help my friend feel better and have a space to get out their anger.  If I can make my friend feel better, and push themselves to prove their family members wrong, then I guess I’m on the right path.

Another friend was having problems letting go the past, being insecure, and confidence issues.  Three fields I’m an expert in! Not going into details (because again, I don’t wanna put their business out there), but I told my friend she need to focus on herself first and foremost.  Find something that she’s proud of that she done, and build confidence off that.  In addition, taught her that it’s normal to have insecurities, but to also work and improve them, so she can be more secure and happy with herself.

When she told me that she was glad she was able to speak to me about those topics, that legit made me happy.  Another friend is feeling better about themselves, because I helped them out.

May I say, happy others really feel good?  Perhaps I really should focus on that skill, and build up my ambitions through helping.

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Anime Central – Day 1 (Part 1)

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You know what’s awesome? Having a Hilton Hhonors membership.  A Gold tier membership at that.  I don’t have to pay for breakfast as a perk.  And goddammit, I need the early morning fuel.  Can’t make fun of weeaboos on an empty stomach ya know.  I mean, I could, but I’d pass out. I’d wind up in the  hospital or something . That’ll be an unfavorable position; giving the weeaboos and the ACEN community the power to make fun of my dumbass mistake.

Can’t have that.  No I cannot.

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If you knew how the kitchen in were the prep their food look, you wouldn’t wanna eat Hilton food. Just from personal experience. 🙂

I’ll spare you useless details about my breakfast and jump to me meeting up with my boy “Alan” at the Hyatt.

Alan is one of my closest and bestest friend in the whole wide big ass fucked up world we call planet Earth.  We’ve been buddies since high school (or about 13 years).  Honestly, he’s somebody I can call a brother.  Not a lover (I doubt his girlfriend would like that) but a brother.  Check out his blog and give him a follow.

Alright, fuck this sappy heartwarming bullshit.

Alan needed to use my room to prep for his cosplay.  There was time left before I had to check out from my Hilton room.  However, he wanted to get stoned first before working on it. I like his idea.  Smoke some trees and get right before we start the day.  Funny enough, my new homeboy “Bill” wanted to smoke as well!  Kill five birds with one stone.  I, and I alone, can perform such a feat because I am  Benjamin Snow the Greatest.

(I’m so full of it it’s not even funny)

As we waited for Bill’s arrival, an Incident Response Team (ACEN’s volunteer security team, or IRT) member approached me.  Goddammit.  It’s only a quarter to nine, and already, I’m in trouble.  And fuck, I must be in deep trouble.  Like I’ve done something illegal (not yet) trouble.

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ACEN’s  Jr. Rent-A-Cop Brigade: IRT  (Source: https://www.acen.org/about-us/volunteer/department-descriptions/)

“Are you Benjamin Snow?  I’m here to beat your ass for runnin’ your mouth online.”

 

I never imagined that somebody forreal  would take my offer to confront and fight me in real life. Honestly, I was shock.  I didn’t know how to respond.  As my mind process what I should do, he followed up with

“Nah, I’m just playing.  I’m Orion’s Belt, a Facebook friend of yours.”

Whew!  Okay, I don’t have to assault an IRT member today.  Not that I would actually do it any other time.  Perhaps I will in a few years down the road when I have mental breakdown phase due to my B-list celebrity status.

We spoke briefly about my online persona, refering to me as the (in)famous Benjamin Snow to his teammate. (I kinda sorta hate it when people say I’m famous in the convention scene because I’m really not). He praised my legendary trolling skills are (they’re nowhere near legendary).

Look, I get that that you, the  fans,  admire me  and everything, but please; stop calling me famous and legendary.

After exchanging farewells with Orion, Alan brought up that I have at least one IRT member in my network.  That’s something huh? Being somewhat known in the community, I have a personal IRT acknowledgement. May it be one guy, but still  my network is slowly becoming diversify.

Still waiting for Bill and wanting to pass time, Alan and I decided to create a cosplaying drinking for the convention. I think it’s a very easy game, take a shot for X cosplay Y series you spot at the convention.

The rules were as followed (taken from my original Facebook post):

‘ACEN COSPLAY DRINKING GAME. Take a shot for:

*Sailor Moon. Triple for Galaxia or Saturn or any evil Scouts. Take a Molly for a Molly (Naru) cosplayer.
*Dragon Ball. Triple for Merged Zamasu or outside of Z/GT
*Virgin Killer.
Wendy’s. 4x if they work at that place.
*Dragon Maid. Triple for male characters.
Attack on Titan. Triple for Titans. 
*Touhou. Triple for actual female cosplayers
*My Hero Acamedia
*Overwatch
*Final Fantasy 15
*Star Wars.
*Street Fighter
*Undertale
*Pokemon
*Rick and Morty. Nigga you may as well cosplay as Rick.
*Soul Eater
*Fate/Zero 5x for Saber cuz she’s the worse girl unlike Rin
*Disney’

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Yea, you might had well done this off my drinking game.

I, Benjamin Andrew Snow, do not claim responsibility for any idiots who may had die from this during ACEN. I’m just simply cleaning out the gene pool.  Following the creation of the game,  Bill finally arrived! About time nigga!  To the smokers’ circle we go!

Anime Cental’s infamous smokers’ circle. A grey and stone grey circular structure, divided into 4-6 separate “pocket” spaces .  It winds itself around Hyatt tower, supported by featureless pillars.  Early morning, it’s pretty mellow.  People tend to just chill, smoke, and drink coffee while reading the news, may it be old media (newspapers) or new (cellphones).

Nothing exciting happens around this time.   I like it like that. I like the peaceful mellowness of a morning smoke.

We encountered Alan’s friends in the circle, inside one of the smaller pockets, cut into the support pillar.  They  were pregaming since Wednesday night, and claim they had broke into the convention center late that night.  Jesus, maybe I should do that next year.  Day -1 drinking and partying. However, breaking into the convention center for fun and exploration? Nah. They’ll shoot my black ass.

Real shit tho, Day -1 sounds like a great idea for exploring Downtown Chicago.

Once Alan and I got our minds right off the demon grass and devil’s wax, we marched back inside to the Hyatt, meeting   up with two of our other friends. These  friends, I’ve known very well through a secret Facebook group chat.

Our friends “Miku” and “Scotch”.

Miku is rather well known throughout the ACEN community due to her shitposting efforts (her level of shitposting isn’t as superior as mine) and unfortunately, drawing in the (creepy) thirsty fucks towards her.  Thirsty fucks, she often has to reject on the daily.  People lack personal boundaries. She’s an all-around cool girl.

Scotch, as his name implies, is a huge fan of scotch liquor, and has an expansive knowledge of top shelf liquors (thanks to getting me hip on that $40 whiskey fam).  He does a commission work for cosplays.  He’s pretty short, and looks about 20 despite being 30.  That’s  dem Asian genes for ya.

Since Alan and I had most of our crew together, we decided to check into our respected Hyatt rooms.  However, our rooms weren’t ready yet. More sitting and  looking awkward stupid!  Go us!

Speaking of looking stupid,  get this;  I’m looking around my surroundings when I spot this dude with a red hat, white lettings, and a certain front and format.  You get where I’m going with this right?  No? Its okay readers, I didn’t expect you to get it.

I’m straight giving this white boy this vicious look.   Like, I can’t fuckin’ believe this alt-right edgelords are forreal wearing these hates at the cons.  Great.  Trump supporters at muh SJW left wing ACEN.   As I’m giving  the guy my infamous death stare of doom, Alan was like “Dude chill, it says ‘Make Konami Great Again!’.

Whoops.

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Build the wall around Kojima Productions

I want a hat like that now.  I mean, Konami will never be great again, but I want it! Granted, I would probably receive some strange looks, and black people coming up to me and asking me if I’m on some coon shit.  Ah well.  Thanks Trump. Thanks Obama. Seriously thanks a lot guys.

 

Since neither Alan nor my rooms were ready, Scotch requested if Miku and I could help in carry some drinks form his car into his room in exchange for beers and shots.  I’m down for free alcohol! Plus I was getting bored.

Look, if you want me to help you out, you gotta give me great shit. Alcohol.  Weed.  Food.  Money. Sexual favors (18+ only).  Or all five! I do not care!  Just pay me in alcohol and I’ll help ya out things for ya.

Well,  off we go! A black man, an Asian man, and a white chick together in harmony.  Racial unity at ACEN (sans my racist comments and jokes)!

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Labeled under: “Things that will never happen”.

A wistful tone  sat in as we walked thorugh the skybridge (it connets to multiple hotels and the convention center itself).  Years ago, the skybridge was decorated with creepy, disturbing surrealism paintings.  The hallway hosted eerie paintings;  humans starring you down and unsettling landscapes.  You felt at  unease walking through the humid corridors, questioning if the painitngs are watching you.  It wasn’t a great place to walk about intoxicated.

Today, the Hyatt’s skybridge is bland,  just like your sex life.

As we trek through skybridge, we caught a glance of the enewly located, enormous, and dully illuminated game room.  We didn’t see much of it, since Miku didn’t have her badge yet.

“I do not have my badge. I wish I could get inside, but I can only look.” Miku lamented.

“I wonder how many guys have said the same line about you.” Scotch replied in jest.

We all laughed at his diss towards Miku’s creepy fanboys. Poor Miku though.  Can’t imagine how she has to deal with the creepy dudes on the ACEN groups.  Seriously, ya niggas need to learn personal boundaries.

(By the way I’m totally stealing Scotch’s joke.  I’m getting rich off that one when I start my comedy tour in 2020.)

Eventually, we reached Scotch’s car, which surprising wasn’t a rice burner as I was expecting it to be(goddamit Ben). We grabbed the goods (cases of Monster, Root Beer, and Pepsi), and headed to his room.  Miku was struggling to carry the cases, due to her props and cosplay.  Some nice young, dude came along to help her out.  An extra party member to help us!   What a nice fellow!  He did depart after we got to his room. Kinda like in Final Fantasy 2 where the fourth party member is just a temp.

(In her words : “He probably saw a cute girl struggling, and wanted to help her out,  in hopes he’ll hook up.”  Something like that I don’t fucking remember.)

For my peerless efforts of the Great Soda Case March of 2017, Scotch rewards me with beers and a Bloody Mary!   Thank you, Scotch!  I needed the 1:00PM pregame, and an excuse to support my undying alcoholism.  Alright! Got my mind right for the day. Alan hits up my line, telling me that his room is ready. I end my mission with one last beer (for the time being), and proceed towards Alan’s room for a nice, warm shower.  Besides, I’d be a giant hypocrite for mocking unwashed weebs, yet I am unwashed myself.
As I  head back to the Hyatt lobby , my eyes caught an offensive sight.  Such a sight that will even  enraged even more the most chill person.
“Ya crackas are really this bold this year, huh?  Blackface? Really whiteboy?!”  I’m infuriated.   It’s 2017, and we still have people think it’s okay to wear blackface.

“This white boy is out in public, forreal in blackface.  This cracker’s really fuckin’ using blackface for his cosp- wait it’s actually a black guy with an obvious skin condition.  My lord I’m a piece of shit I need to stop doing this!”

Whew boy.  Ben, what is wrong with you today?  You know what, just go take your shower, because you need to wash away some shame, boy. Just go!

Alright!  I’ve arrived at Alan and his fiancé “Emerald” room at last!  Finally, I can take a shower, and after that,  belittle all the other weeaboos who refuse to!  They can’t say shit, because they smell like shit, and I won’t.  Besides,  I gotta smell good for all the fine ass kohai who want Benpai to notices them.  I can’t disappoint them at all.  Okay, maybe in bed, but that’s another story.

I gather my body wash and soap, hop in the shower, and got the Drake and Big Sean bumpin’ off the Bluetooth speaker.  Drake and Big Sean are my biggest motivators for the convention (besides making money), especially with their song “Blessings.”  I’m at ACEN for a goodtime and not a longtime. Get my networks right, make money off bartending the homeboy’s engagement party, have a cute, shy, quiet kohai get super happy I noticed her.

Hopefully one that’s  cosplaying as one of my waifus (Rin from fate/zero, Misato from Evangelion, Sailor Saturn from Sailor Moon, or Sabrina from Pokemon to name a many, many few)  take her back to my room, and fuck brains out from behind while she is in said waifu cosplay, moaning out my name in a hentai-like voice.

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Me (in white-face) and your bitches  I took at ACEN.

…A nigga can dream. Sigh.  My luck with women is low despite my confidence (I’m so oblivious to flirting my lord.)
‘K. Out of the shower Benji.  I get that you wanna be fresh and all, but that Irish Spring soap and bodywash gotta last you the entire weekend.  But hey!  Do you  smell fresh as fuck, Ben! I’m feeling good.  Finally, I can make fun of smelly weebs, and not be a hypocrite.  To the con floor!

 

Or not.  My phone start’s buzzing, the T-Moblie jingle plays off the speaker, and I pick up the phone.

“Eto…Moshi moshi.  Benyamin Yuki des.”  I answered in my most faux Japanese accent.

“What?” The hotel clerk responded.   “Mr. Snow, you’re room is now ready!  Please come by to pick up your room keys!”

“Arrigatou!”

“Please stop sir.  You’re not Japanese.”  The clerk hung up.

Damn.  I was hoping to impress her with my fake Japanese accent, and butchering of the language.  She sounded cute.  That what I get for trying to flirt with everyone, including hotel clerks. Well, my room’s ready. Adrian and I need to drop our shit off, so off I go.

I enter  the check-in line.  Thankfully, it’s short.  Good. The quicker I go through the line, and get into my room, the quicker I can make fun of nerds, to build my massive ego and arrogance up.  Alright, finally it’s my turn! .  I step up to the clerk, a cute woman with a purple wig.  Awesome!  Purple’s my favorite color! And hell, she sounded just like the woman whom I was failing to impress over the phone.  Maybe if she notice how handsome and fresh I am, she’ll be sworn by my fake Japanese.

“Hi!  I’m here to pick up my keys to my room!” I don’t know how to say that in Japanese, so I went for the English route instead.

“Here’s your keys Mr. Snow!  You’re in the Executive Wing rom 2432! Enjoy the con!”

She hands the key over to me and send me on my way.

Wait, did I hear her right?  Executive Wing!?  As in, the exclusive large rooms only reversed for the most balling of niggas? And I only paid low tier room pricing for it? Fuck yea, this is gonna be a great ACEN!  Let’s make it  greater by flexing on niggas on Facebook (even though I didn’t pay full price for the room, and I had to stack, invest, and save money for the convention with extreme discipline)

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I had to grind hard to bullshit you people.

Hooray for lying like I got it!

I’ve arrive at my room. It’s  slightly larger than the normal rooms. The room featured two queen size beds, a nice marble table, an Eazy-Boy type chair, and shelves.   Hey, at least the area is quiet; it’s not too far off from Alan’s room.  Plus, I don’t have to deal with the infamous congested elevators of the main wing.  I take this unexpected upgrade and it’s benefits!

My phone goes off again.  It’s Adrian. He informs me that Alan, Emerald, and he were off to some store I don’t care about, and that it’ll take them a while to get back. Oh.  I was hoping they’ll come with me to the liquor store. Guess I go myself. Back to theworld of weebs and normies.

I leave the building, ready to walk for twenty-four  minutes for booze.  Hold up! That black Nissan mini SUV parked out front with the Punisher logo on the back.  Don’t tell me that’s…nah.  That can’t be my boy “Punisher” (I’m running out of fake names to protect my friends).  Holy fuck, I can’t be that lucky!

“Hey Ben what’s up man!” Yes!  It’s my boy Punisher indeed! Cool country white guy from my home area.  Man, I really am lucking out this year.  If I can just throw him some gas money, I can totally not have to walk in the rain like a sad, lonely alcoholic nerd, and have him take me to the liquor store!

“Hey bro, could you take me to the liquor store?  I’ll throw in some gas money or something!”

“Sure man, I didn’t want you to walk in this rain in the first place!”

Thank god for great friends.

Back to Rosemont Liqour. Now, common sense would had  your boy  to get all, it not, most of my alcohol when Joe had took me up there the day before, but  I was waiting for extra money that I was owed to me from various people.  Plus, I didn’t wanna spend any cash I had in my bank from the other day (just in case ya know).

Time to go shopping!

I have a main quest, and two side quests.  The main quest  requires me  finding the indigents for an fishbowl-type drink Alan and Emerald requested me to make: Mermaid Water, a cocktail created by popular YouTube bartender “Tipsy Bartender”.

Here’s the details  of the drink from his website:

The Mermaid Water Cocktail is the type of drink that will have you asking if you ever feel like a pirate. If you want to feel the gentle breeze of the ocean punch you in the mouth, then this is a drink for you. It is basically a bunch of delicious alcohol mixed with delicious juice. The exact sort of thing that pirates need when crossing vast seas of water in search of various forms of plunder.

(source: http://www.tipsybartender.com/Mermaid+Water+Cocktail)

It’s not that deep.

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Jug of Mermaid Water  I made for my homeboy’s party.

Main quest easily completed, sans Punisher and I having  difficulties finding Blue Curacao (which was in front of us, just on a lower shelf).  Alright! Now onward to my first side question: the indigents to my new cocktail creation: Sailor Saturn.

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Pretty much how I describe my cocktail

[Sailor Saturn cocktail]

Prior to ACEN, I planned to create a cocktail based off the Sailor Scouts from the anime and manga series “Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon”.  I already made one based off my second favorite scout;  Sailor Mercury (UV Blue Vodka, Blueberry liqueur, Sprite. Might throw in Blue Cuacao next time I make it. BTW OC dough nut steel), so I figure why not make one  based off my first fictional crush favorite Sailor Scout of all time?

With the Sailor Saturn cocktail, I was thinking of going with aesthetic look; I needed either a purple colored liquor or liqueur to match her visual design. Next, I wanted to play off her powers of death and destruction, so I need liquors that represented destruction perfectly: 100 Proof Vodka and Hennessy.

(I was originally going to go with Everclear, but I also didn’t want niggas to think they’re a Solider of Destruction.  I get that Hennything is possible but I didn’t want people dying off my shit.  Ya can’t rebirth like Saturn)

Unfortunately (or fortunately), the store didn’t have 100 Proof vodka on stocked.  Goddammit.  But they had Hennessy!  Go me…or I would say that,  if I didn’t saw  Martell Cognac for under $27 (special deal), as opposed to the $40 of Henny.  Hennything is possible, including a discount on a competitor’s product! GO ME INDEED!  I love saving me money and acting like a cheap ass! Plus, I never tried Martell before.

You gotta try new things.  It’ll get you far.  Trust me.

Next, was finding a purple colored liqueur.  I  wanted Hpnotiq Harmoic, which is an uncommonly known version of the original Hpnotiq.  If you never had Harmoic, it’s congac, vodka, mixed berries, and I think lavender extracts.  The lavender (and possibly mixed berries) provides Harmoic it’s purple color, which would had been perfect for the Sailor Saturn cocktail. Sadly, they also did not carry that version.  Fuck.  Looks like Saturn won’t be destroying anyone soo- hey what’s that beautiful purple glowing bottle with the white swirls  liquor over there in the vodka aisle?

“Viniq? Oh wow, you’re so pretty.”

Yeah no, I’m using this for the cocktail.  If you do not know what Viniq is like, here are some details from the official website (please sponsor me Viniq I’ll be your spokesman for the alcoholic weeaboos niche):
‘Sweet refreshing, and glamorous, VINIQ’s purple shimmer cathes your eye before you hit your glass.  Bursting with peach, berry, and citrus flavors, it’s the perfect complement to any occasion’

(Source:  http://www.viniq.com/)

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(Viniq has mosacto wine infused with it,  but the website forgot to mention that. Thought I throw that lil tidbit in there)

Cool.  I’ll take it. Throw it in the basket with the rest of my booze and onwards to the second and final side mission: Dirty Princess Peach, a drink  I created at ACEN 2015.

Dirty Princess Peach, (as the name suggest), is named after Nintendo legendary princess, Peach. Ya know, the woman who has a thing for giant Koopa cocks, had both kidnapping and imprisonment fetishes, and enjoys wearing, and showing off her lacy thongs while playing Tennis.  There’s a reason why I’m calling her dirty.

I’m just going to post a link to the cocktail repiece below because I’m wasting time and I wanna get to the next scene asap.

[Dirty Princess Peach cocktail]

Alright, got everything I need for the weekend.  To the checkout line! Let me tell ya something; If you have a cart full of booze at the liquor store, you’re gonna get some looks and question.  No lie: I love this part.

“Are you guys planning  for a wedding party?”  One guy asked in the check out line.

“Nah.  Planning a party at a comic book convention.” I replied.

”Wait what?  Comic book convention?  Ya drink and party at those things?” The dude was bewildered.  I blew his mind, man!  I love it when people are surprise that us nerds party and drink heavy. I can’t lie; When I first got into the cosplay and convention scene, I was shocked that nerds drink, smoke, and party.  The revelation changed my entire point on view on the nerd community.

I legit enjoy explaining to non-nerds how there are after parties, and many crazy shit that goes down during the conventions.  Things that people would not associate nerds with.   It legit get people interested in what we do.

Hey, if I can change one person’s bias about our community, then I guess I’ve done some good.

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Collection of the alcohol and mixers for the party

After paying for our stuff, Punisher and I headed back to the Hyatt.  He had to go do something, so I was left alone with a heavy box of mixers and booze.  Fun.  I get to carry around a box of booze throughout the convention hotel with thousands of eyes on me like I’m 2pac.  All eyes on me.  Me and my box-‘o-debauchery!

Yes, I want all your attention!  Watch me be Mr. Stongman carrying this heavy box with no effo- okay  ouch there goes my back.  And my legs are cramping up.  Fuck I’m old.  Oh great!  Service carts!  This will be easy!  Just place this heavy ass box down and…

“Sir.  We are a full service hotel.  We have to carry your things for you.” An older black gentleman looks over at me as I attempted to lay my booze box on the cart.

‘Fuck.’ I thought to myself.  I don’t have cash to tip him, but this is super heavy. Oh well.

“I can help you carry your alcohol up to your room if need be.”

“Sure.” Sigh.  He’s gonna expect a tip, ain’t he? Don’t get me wrong, I tip service workers.  Just that I don’t have cash, and I’d feel like a piece of shit if I didn’t tip him.  I let him carry the cart through the hotel to a secret exclusive elevator for ballin’ niggas like myself (stay jealous).  We hit the elevator from the bottom floor to the main lobby.

“So, how much this all run ya?”
‘Make up a complete lie Ben.’

“About $230.”

‘Benjamin, you’re fucking stupid.  He’s gonna press you for a tip you know how this game works.’

“I see you got Martell .  That must have run ya .” Yep.  Here’s the begging ass nigga asking for a tip in a few. Sigh.  Broke niggas I swear.

“Yep.”  I just replied back.  Here we go.

We reached the main lobby.  He took me over to another attendant.  Before he took me over to him, he finally pop the question.  I’m the luckiest man in the world!
“So, you gonna tip me?” He begged.

‘Nigga.  What kinda bullshit is this?  If I was a white boy you wouldn’t be on this crabs-in-a-bucket shit.’

“Yea…where’s the ATM?”  He just points behind me towards the ATM.  I follow his finger  to the ATM, and withdrew a $20.  10 for him and his coworker, an older white gentleman.

“Ya got change?”  I asked.  The white attendant had change alright.  And by change I mean some bands.  Like 1s, 20s, a few 50s.  I take it he gets all the tips.  I doubt he’s on some begging shit. He gives me two 10s, allowing me to tip them both the 10.   The second attendant helps me to my room with the booze.

“Which room are you in?” He asked

“2432”. I replied back.

“Ahh, you must have a party room huh?  No wonder you have so much alcohol.

“Heh heh yeah!   I’m just having a smallish party with some friends, nothing major.” I replied with a sly smile. Boy, I’m helping my friends host a rager old man!

Back on the trek to my room!  We head to  another secret side elevator, pasting the mess of the overflowing elevators. An older white IRT lady caught a quick glance of my box-o’-debauchery, and gave me the most “I fucking parties like you” look I’ve ever received from a con staff.  I dunno if it just she was jealous she had to work all weekend, or she thinks I’m gonna get caught slippin’ with my party, but holy that bitter white woman death glare man!

Bitch you’re getting mad!  I’m having fun!

Finally, after that bullshit, we arrive at my room!  I thank the guy and we went our separate ways.   I pull out the Viniq first.  I want to taste this alluring, enticing, sparkling violet liquid.  I take a small shot.  My lord, the taste of Viniq is astonishing. Delicate and sweet like Hotaru Tomoe. And yet, destructive and dangerous like Sailor Saturn.

…My weeaboo ass just fucking compared alcohol to a fucking Japanese anime character. Whew lord I need Jesus.  Or another shot of this Viniq, this is good as fuck. Wait hold up, it’s almost 6:00PM. As much as I wanna get a little tipsy,  I gotta meet up with some very old friends from my first Anime Central.  My day ones from my first cosplay group: The Umineko and Higurashi cosplay group.

 

I’m gonna save that for the next post.  Eleven pages and nearly 4700 plus words is more than enough for night.  Day 1 will be split into two parts (with this being part one of course).  Stay tune in the future in which I take a short delicious food detour before meeting up with the Higurashi and Umineko cosplay group!  Following that, I will introduce ya to one of my favorite Chicago citizen and I’ll treat ya to my wild partying lifestyle! Oh and the part on how hard I really had to chill out before killing somebody who I thought was my friend.

 

All that, plus not that much more, next time! I’ll post a link the Part 2 once I am finish with it! Be good ya’ll!

 

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Rika to Bernkastel (Freewrite)

NOTE: This freewrite is based off memories of my experience with the  When They Cry series (Higurashi and Umineko)  I am too lazy to check if what I said are correct .  I may have some information wrong.

I’ve always enjoy characters that started out as heroes, but grew into villains.  It’s interesting to see what  events have such an impact on them that they decided to say “fuck it”,  evolving into a villain.  Some become villains due to an incident.  Others as a result of losing their hope and giving up on their goals.

I feel like Rika Furude from Higurashi no Naku Koro Ni (When The Cicadas Cry)  is such a heroine-turn-villain by the factors previously mentioned.  Tragic factors that caused the young child to become the sadistic witch, Bernkastel.

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Oh innocent Rika. So full of hope and optimism despite a fucked up life.

Rika had a pretty fucked up life despite being so young.  She’s theorized to be the queen carrier of the Hinamizawa Syndrone (a virus that cause victims to go into a psychiatric rage, increase anxiety, and commit violent homicidal and suicidal acts), her parents are dead, she can’t escape a timeloop that ends with her death,  is an alcoholic at the age of 9, and she also tried to stab Santa Clause to death.

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Seriously she really did try to murder Santa Claus. 

Initially, Rika started out as an optimistic and happy child, She  believed she could prevent the endless June 1983 tragic events.  She wouldn’t give up, no matter how bleak each situation felt.  Even when Hanyuu (her ancestor ghost or  whatever the fuck she is) flat out told her in the Massacre Arc that she and her friends will die, she just simply brush her aside, stating that she will defeat fate.

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Rika in her alcoholic rage.

Of course, Rika failed and Hanyuu was once again right.  Her friends got gun down by Miyo (the series’s true villain, who also had a fucked up childhood) and Rika got gutted by the crazed nurse-turned-terrorist.  Rika was proven wrong once again.  Don’t have hope children or you’ll end up like Rika.

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Keep thinkin’ that kiddo.

After a few oh let’s say hundred years’ worth of  losing and watching her  friends and love ones die , Rika’s mind and views changed. Once a girl full of hope was slowly becoming hopeless. Overtime, she stop caring about fighting against fate and saving her friends.   She became numb and cold.  Emotionless even.

She became Bernkastel, the witch of Miracles; A collection of hopeless Rikas from different worlds and timelines fused into one sadistic being.

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‘Lord, I don’t cry no more
Don’t look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold’

“Many Men” by 50 Cent (American rapper)

Bernkastel is one of the main villains of Umineko no Naku Koro ni (When The Seagulls Cry), the spiritual successor to Higurashi (which I’m not gonna go into in-depth details with both series about their relation.  It’s fucking crazy). Simply put, Bernkastel is a piece of shit. She loves fucking with people, playing mind games with them.  She use people for her personal gain.  She’ll act like she’s your friend and ally, only to fuck you over at the end.   Ange Ushiromiya (a girl with her own tragic past and pain) had to learn that shit the hard way.

Boy did she learn the hard way.

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Best Umineko girl

Simply put, Bern doesn’t give a fuck about you.  Only herself.  Maybe her lover Lambdadelta and her teacher Featherine. But that’s it.  Bernkastel is the type of person who has clearly been through some shit. Horrible shit that changed her.  The way she deals with that shit is by passing her own pain upon others to make her feel better about herself.  She wants others to experience the pain she went through from her past.  A past she really hates.

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To conclude this unorganized freewrite, horrible events creates horrible people who started out nice and heroic. Rika was an innocent carefree girl, and yet due to being a victim one too many time, became a horrible corrupted being who had her point of view destroyed.

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ART SOURCES:

Shut the Fuck Up Hanyu:
http://kyousgayart.tumblr.com/post/89109835477/serious-higurashi-fanart

 

Rika and Bernkastel

https://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=28677576

 

Feature image:
https://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=207464

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So You Wanna Throw a Convention Hotel Room Party

Gotta love room parties.  Where else can you find a normally socially awkward  Uthena cosplayer  drunk off shots of Hennessy flirting with other women, a Future Trunks cosplayer high off coke that he snorted off a Hex Maniac cosplayer’s ass,  and two stoned Persona fans talk about who’s best girl(s) in Persona 5? (the answer: Tae and Ohya)

Yea, you could visit multiple room parties. That’s cool and all.  But, what is cooler is hosting your own room party.  You can become the source of otaku debauchery!  I’ll teach you how!

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Cosplaying nerds aren’t innocent.  Also this blog does NOT promote illegal drug usage. 

The Hotel

To host a room party, you obviously need a hotel room. Make you have booked a room. Location is key.  You want to host your party at the primary convention hotel.  Hosting at the secondary hotel isn’t bad either,  just as long as it’s not too far from the main hotel(s). Ain’t nobody gonna drive 20 minutes to your lame ass hotel party.  A suite, a large single king-size room, or two rooms that are linked are best choices for room partying (depending on how the size of the party you’re planning).

If the convention hotel has a dedicated floor/wing/etc. for parties, request a room on that floor.  Some hotels will move your room to the party floor for free, while others require an additional fee (around an extra $100 a night).

Anime Nebraskon (Omaha), Anime Midwest (Chicago),  Anime Weekend Atlanta (Atlanta), DragonCon (Altanta) , and Archon (St. Louis) are conventions that I’ve personally attended in which they have a select floor or wing for partying.

Hospitality

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If you were Rika from Higurashi you’d be an alcoholic too.

The job of a host is showing as much hospitality to your guests as possible.  Greet everyone with a smile.  Show them respect. Make them feel comfortable and welcomed.  This means cleaning the room hours before the party and throughout it, having liquor, juices, soda, food, and water available (which I will cover later). Talk to as many of your guests as possible. Be friendly.  Trust me, doing these things will net you repeat visitors for future parties.

Cleaning Supplies

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Spills and party fouls happen.  It’s  unavoidable, but that doesn’t mean you can’t clean up (plus, you don’t want cleaning fees on your bill). Cleaning supplies will help you in the long run, and plus, cleaning goes hand-in-hand with hospitality.

Here what you’ll need:

Trashbags: Hotel trashbags are small, weak, and will overflow quick.  You want something that’s heavy duty, like Hefty trashbags.  3-7  heavy duty trashbags should be more than enough for your party.  Tie a trashbag on the door handle for easy access for trash and waifus alike.

Paper Towels: Paper towels are godsend for messes.  Get something strong and absorbent like Brawny or Bounty.

Tip: Don’t use the hotel towels.  You’ll need them to dry yourself off , after you’ve washed off the shame of sleeping with that Black Lady (Sailor Moon) cosplayer after the party ended. You know,   the one who was way into character calling you “daddy” while you were raw dogging her from behind.

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Sleep with crazy. Don’t date crazy.

Dish Soap: For difficult stains. Plus the best dish soap smells good.

Disinfection Wipes: Great way to kill germs and reduce con pluage from unwashed, unhealthy virgin nerds.

Febreze:  Because people don’t fucking shower at conventions.

Having these simple cleaning products will help you in the long run. You don’t need everything on the list, but it’s useful to have at least trash bags, dish soap, febreze,  and paper towels on stand by.

Food and  Drinks:

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What’s a party without food or drinks? A rather boring one,  run by a host who’s most likely a freeloader, expecting others to bring things but not providing anything in exchange.  Nobody likes those type of people.  You gotta  have your own set of food and drinks at your party.

Here what you’ll need:

Alcohol (LEGAL DISCLAIMER: DO NOT SERVE ANYONE UNDER 21)

3 Bottles of plain Vodka
2 Bottles of  plain White Rum
2 Bottles of Dark Rum
1 bottle of tequila
1 bottle of gin
1 bottle of Triple Sec
1 bottle of Schnapps
1-3 bottles of Liquer (Peach, Sour Apple, Midori, coffee, etc.)
1 bottle of Rumchata
1 bottle/box or red wine
1 bottle/box or white wine
Case of beer (24-36 pack work best)
1-6 bottles of fruit flavored vodka/rum  (pineapple, mango, raspberry, etc.)
 

Juices:
Orange Juice
Pineapple Juice
Apple juice
Fruit Juice/Punch
Lemon/Lime juice
Cranberry Juice
Sweet and Sour Mix
Tonic

Sodas:
Coke
Lemon-Lime
Dr. Pepper
Ginger Ale
Root beer
Club soda

24-36 case of bottled water

On the food end, pizza and chicken wings work well.  You can order 1-3 pounds of wings and 5 boxes of cheap pizza for an entire party. Convince party goers to put in on the food.  Don’t let others mooch off your shit.

Promotion

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Nobody will come to your party if they’re unaware. You must promote it.  Create a Facebook event.  Speak to people at the convention.  Networking is key.  Now, if room partying is against hotel rules, keep it on the low.  Only tell a very select few people that you can trust.

Besides, you don’t want your party shut down because you let the wrong people in.

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Oh, this can happen too.  Don’t violate disturbing the peace laws.

Rules

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As a host, you gotta have rules.  Yeah, parties can be chaotic, that’s a given.  But you need to lay down some rules and have order to ensure a safe and happy party for you and your guests.

 

My general rules:

  1. Respect the host and host’s room
  2. Don’t be a creep and make others uncomfortable
  3. Don’t fuck/sleep on my/our bed
  4. Don’t steal. You steal you’re getting your ass beat and booted.
  5. Keep noise at a reasonable level to prevent noise complaints.
  6. No smoking unless it’s a smoking floor, 420 friendly hotel, etc. Also match me. I’ll match you too.
  7. No one under 21 (if serving alcohol)


Just simple universal rules that should work.  You can add your own rules for your party depending on the nature.

 

Hope these tips help! Feel free to apply them to your own parties.  Be safe and have fun this con season!  If you have any suggestions and advice, please post them in the comments section below!

Further Reading:
https://matadornetwork.com/nights/how-to-throw-a-secret-party-in-a-hotel-room/

http://www.betches.com/how-to-throw-a-hotel-party

Art Sources:

Second best Hotaru making terrible life choices:
http://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=55182233

Featured image source:
https://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=929247

Sakuya cleaning:
https://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=40230929

Black Lady fanart (WARNING: NSFW wesbsite):
http://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/utilizator/165232

Gundam getting arrested:
https://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=9441297

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Resurrection of Freeza. Again. Yay… (Slight Freewrite)

This past week, news from  2channel (Japanese image board) surfaced citing the return Freeza to Dragon Ball Super (DBS) for the Universe Survival Arc.  I didn’t care at first; the major Dragon Ball YouTubers (Geekdom 101, Qaadman’s Land, Dragon Ball Nation, etc.) I follow and trust didn’t believe it was legit news.  The lack of a secondary and more trustworthy source made it less believable. It’s 2channel.  Any ol’ (Japanese-reading) nerd can post some fake ass shit on there and pass it off as “legit” news.

However, long-time Dragon Ball news translator Herms98 posted his translations of the upcoming Japanese TV Guide  Dragon Ball Super episode synopsis; confirming the return of ruthless tyrant. Freeza will replace Majin Buu in the Tournament of Power (whom once again, has gone to sleep right before a major tournament).

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Japanese TV Guide “spoilers” for Dragon Ball Super Ep. 90-93

I’m honestly not happy with Freeza returning.  I mean yeah, having a different warrior outside of Goku’s clique representing Universe 7 is refreshing. We didn’t need ten warriors from Earth as a team that suppose to represent a vast universe.

Yet, Freeza replacing Buu just seems like lazy writing on Toei’s end. The Majin Buu falling asleep trick is old. We’ve seen Freeza returned ten times throughout the series.  We get it; Toei has a hard on for Freeza.  Some of us fans do not.

Toei, please end the Freeza dicking riding session.

While I’m not happy Freeza is coming back, I do look forward to his interactions with the Z Warriors.  Especially with the ones he has a storied history with (Piccolo, Krillin, Goku, and of course Vegeta: prince of no one).  Piccolo’s home planet was invaded by this man. Krillin pretty much has PTSD from Freeza torturing and killing him. Vegeta and Goku’s entire race was wiped out by this dude; with Vegeta being misled about Freeza’s killing his.

I doubt Freeza wants to work with past enemies, but if it means getting out of that damn cocoon surrounded by pretty stuffed animals and fairies as a bargain, then I guess he’ll have to work with folks he don’t like.

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But seriously Toei stop the dick riding of Freeza.

 

SOURCES:
Herms98’s translation of Freeza’s return

Geekdom101 video on Freeza’s return:

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Catcallin’. Why? (Barely edited freewrite)

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As I’m about to sit down at the busstop bench after grocery shopping, a woman asked me a question.  Normally, I’m annoyed by strangers asking me shit while I am minding my own business, but my gut was like “listen to this person”.  She asked me why do men feel the need to catcall and holla at women for sexual favors.  I was thrown off by this question, given I don’t catcall women or try to talk to them for sex (plus you don’t do that in general towards women on some respect shit).  I replied with “people, mainly men, are stupid and ain’t go respect for women.”

She followed up with “I’m from Arkansas and I never had men catcall me and try to offer me for sex down there, but here in St. Louis, I had different dudes asking me for that shit. I don’t sell my body!  I make an honest living. I don’t like this.”  I explain to her that St. Louis folks (for the most part), are ignorant and tend to be on some stupid ass shit for no reason (catcalling is an universal thing yes but I can assume the Southern parts of America are on that respect thing, compared to St. Louis and the Midwest from what Southerners have told me coming up here)

I can’t say I understand her pain because I’m not a woman, and will never experience the bullshit women go through, but at the same time, it upset me that this woman had to deal with this.

I don’t get it.  Why do dudes feel entitled to do goofy ass shit like cat calling towards women? I mean yea, I had holla at a woman with a rather vulgar line (a line I can’t really repeat here) when I was 16 and trying to fit in with the boys,  but  now that I’m a grown ass man, I don’t see the joy of making a woman uncomfortable with tasteless words, yelling with pretty much harassment. At what point when dudes felt entitled to say such fucked up things to women?

  (Regular nerd related posts will return later tonight)

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Taking the First Step (Freewrite)

Taking the first step is scary.  You get nervous, have doubts,  lose confidence, and fears hold you back.  Once you knock those negative feelings aside, you must take a plunge.  You must take that first step.   Nothing will ever happen to you if you don’t move forward. You won’t get anywhere in life that way.

‘You never gone make it if you never rolled a dice
Take the first step, that was Doctor King’s advice’

-Dom Kennedy – Locals Only (2011 hip-hop single)

Things will get easier as you take that step and move forward.  The other day, I took the first steps to forward and invest into my dreams.  I decided to run two ads on my  Facebook page for two recent projects I’m proud of.   The first is my analysis on the Sailor Moon S narrative themes, and my analysis on Bakemonogatari’s Hitagi’s mental health.  Yea, instant success and engagement won’t happen overnight, it’s a long process. A process I must stick with long term if I want long term success.

It’s a risky thing to do; investing money into a Facebook ad in hopes that people will read my writings and spread it around.  But what’s life without taking risks?  What’s life without taking that first step?  If you do not take that risk, that gamble, you’ll never move forward in life.  You’ll never be successful.

I’m gonna move forward.

 

 

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It’s alright.  Take a chance.  You can do anything.

 

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Work/Grind While They Sleep (Freewrite)

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Recently, I came across my new phase; “Work While They Sleep, Grind While They Party”.   To break it down to even simpler terms,  take advantage of your rivals and competition’s  partying and sleeping ways.  Work your ass off while these sleep and party.  Get a head start of the game before the others.

A couple of my posts (such as my Sailor Moon Infinity analysis and my recent analysis of Hitagi Sengahara’s mental health analysis), were done at night, for about 2-5 hours a night.  Other were done at night and the next morning, with me taking a 6-7 hour sleep form between those time, and before I head to work.

I like this phase.  It’s a movation tool to work harder to reach my goals.  Moviation for me to work on my passion so I donot have to work for anyone else in my life.

Yea it sucks to sacrifice nights of partying, and hours of sleep, but I rather spend the nights working on my blog, posts, and learning about the anime industry  I want to make a name out myself.  A legacy even.  .

Don’t get me wrong: partying with yout friends every once-in-a-awhile is cool.  You shouldn’t isolate yourself from the crew.  Sometimes, you need a night to relax and enjoy yourself.  Just don’t makie it an hobby.

Work while they grind.  Learn while they sleep.  It’ll be worth it for your futre.

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Raven’s Meditation: Truth in Fiction (Freeewrite)

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I’m gonna to reveal to you guys how slow I am.

Until recently, I never understood why Raven meditate to control her emotions (and powers). As we know in the show (and comics I assume), her powers are linked to her emotional state. If her emotions go haywire, her powers will get the best of her, pretty much fucking things up.

People with emotional problems such as anger management issues (something I’m sadly an expert in) can control their emotions by meditating; relaxing their mind and body. With the help of mediation, you can calm yourself down (as well as deep breathing, counting slowly to 10, and focusing your anger on something postive, etc).

In short, Raven’s meditation to control herself is an reflection on how there is truth in fiction.  She controls her emotions.  She doesn’t allow her emotions to control her.

But real shit I’m fucking slow lol

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Haters Are Goofy (Barely Edited Freewrite)

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Haters are goofy.

Being in the creative field (and my ever-growing internet popularity), gaining and encountering hate is a natural (but fun) thing.  It’s the order of life , something that will  only end when humanity ends.   As somebody who doesn’t get mad, jealous, or hateful towards successful people, I never got the joy of hating off somebody else’s success or passion.  I find inspiration in those who are doing better than I am.  It just means I need to keep pushing to reach their level.

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A grown ass woman  in her 30s with a 6-digit salary career  about to hate on a 12-year-old kid.  That’s fucking sad.

Recently, I’ve been gaining some hate from both internet niggas, and a member of my own blood family.  Although I’m not (completely) mad at these haters, I find their hate funny.  These fools that are hating on me are doing way better in their lives compared to my own life.  They have careers, wives/girlfriends, their own cars and houses while I’m struggling.

And yet, they take the time out of their own apparently “successful” and “happy” lives to talk down on me.  The family member hater has a newfound hobby of reminding me of my past failures and is belittling me about my current situation. Funny thing, this dude won’t offer me advice or support to get out of this situation (granted this dude had an arrest warrant out for him last year, and he screwed over his roommates  rent money the year before, so take that how you want to)

Guess it’s easier to put down others than to lift them up (a depressing issue in the Black community).

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Their hate got me wondering though: I must be doing something right with my passion and drive to better myself.  The haters don’t like that.  They rather see me be stuck forever, than me to make progress in life.  They fear the fact that one day, I’ll prove their bullshit wrong.

Fear and paranoid is a bitch ha ha ha.  But real shit, haters are goofy.

‘I’m just enjoying my mother fuckin’ life that’s all.  I advise you to do the same.’

Katt Williams

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When you finally stunt on that hater.
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Neptune and Uranus Aren’t Lovers! (Or How I Thought That Was a Fanmade Rumor)

 

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Just two loving cousins.  Yep.  Nothing else.

So, a funny story on how I discovered that these two weren’t  cousins,  but unrelated lovers.  Gotta love 90s anime  dubbing censorship.

Back around in late 2001, I legit thought Uranus and Neptune being lesbians was a fanmade rumor.  To me, they were just cousins whom interactions  were  just a bit wee too close to be cousins. While browsing the now defunct SailorMoon.org message boards, there were a post about how Neptune and Urnaus weren’t cousins, but a LGBT couple.

 

Due to prior trust issues with the anime community from finding out that  Dragon Ball AF was a fan made project (Thanks Kanzenshuu!), I didn’t  believe they were lesbians.  I refused to believe they were gay as hell! The internet is full of liars and nerds who want to make up bullshit for their sick nasty, OTP incest fanfiction! I decided to dig deeper, discovering sources from fansites such as Sailor Moon Uncensored and Suburban Senshi (one of the longest running Sailor Moon fansites).

It took me nearly an entire day of using 56k dial up services to accept the fact that they were unrelated lovers and not everything is a fan made rumor. Their hand holding scene should had been my first clue.  But I was an innocent 11-year-old kid at the time.

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This was my first clue and it went over my head.  Fuck you Cloverway.

 

 

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I Don’t Get The Three Episode Rule (Freewrite)

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I never got the “There Episodes Rule” of the anime community.  The “logic” behind this rule is that you should give a series three episodes  to see if it gets good, or worthy enough to continue. 

I personally believe that a show should be good and make a great impression on the first episode.  The first episode should at least have a few things in it that should match your taste so you don’t have to wait for a show to get good.

If I don’t think a show is good on the first episode, I ain’t gonna waste my time on the series.  I have way too many shows on my backlog to get through to worry about shows I’m gonna dropped of the first episode.

Pic related: Attack on Titan,  a show I wasted nine episodes on waiting for it to get good lol.