Not my page, but I find the behavior extremely rude. It’s truthfully a matter that was best left to them to handle, however, since Nigiri is a very well known figurehead for cosplayers, I find the behavior extremely unbecoming of a cosplayer held in such high standing.
In b4 White Knights. I think she was wrong and I think it looks bad on her and the convention. This is the lack of respect I refer to when I talk about the treatment of Cosplay Photographers in general. Before people flip out, they resolved the matter.
EDIT: This isn’t a time to lash out and attack Nigiri But we should learn from it as an example of how not to act. Remember that her words and actions were represented to her following (334 THOUSAND PEOPLE AROUND THE WORLD). I highly encourage people to post on the photographer’s page to show that they support him despite the craziness of the last day.
I wonder what’s wrong with me, if the mere thought or implication of someone’s impression of me is enough to send me into ice. Its weird feeling like this again, its been a while since the last. My body’s cold, but not from the air. Its on the inside. As if, my body already knows I’m dead and is trying to let me get used to it. I can barely find the drive to type this out, though weirdly my brain insists that the writing be without error. Or at least as few as possible. I guess even on the brink, there’s a part of me that wants to know I’m capable of something. Even if its something as simple as spelling and punctuation. I’ve been this close before, or I suppose I should say I’ve felt this close before. Regardless of reason or intent, its always the same. An inner coldness, a numbing void in the center. I want to sleep, but I fear it may be my last if I succumb to it. I cannot stay awake either, because this feeling will only intensify. And with its intensity, bringing a greater desire to simply end. All of this is rather pathetic isn’t it. I want to reach out to someone, anyone, but fear is everything. So it’ll keep me here, simultaneously alive and dead. Alive, in that I’ll continue on as I usually do, with all the fakes and masks picked up over the years. Dead, because though I may try to pretend, I already know there’s nothing here. I am resolved to die. Soon maybe, I have no way of telling truthfully. But I’ve always considered that if I made it past 25, it’d be a miracle. Though I’m afraid those miracles have probably all run out. There’s only so many times a person can survive before its just over. Do you know the sickening part? I feel at my best when I’m like this. I’m at my most inspired, my most driven, while feeling dead - while wanting death. Such an awkward dichotomy. And yet, its this that makes me feel my best. This duel of fake life and true death makes me want to live. Isn’t that sad, someone that needs to be dead in order to feel alive. My eyelids are so heavy now, and I’m getting colder though I’m under a blanket. I wonder if I’ll have the conviction to simply let go when the time comes. Or if I’ll cower back like in everything else.
Someone remind me to update everything on wednesday.
1. Bunny, The Spine, and The Jon (I know he’s not in the group anymore but that’s what i heard last :v)
2. FUCKIN LINK YO
3. wreck it ralph wow i don’t watch movies
anyway yeah we’ll wreck shit
well the last song i listened to was the one i just posted so sonny moore
the kid in scribblenauts
and bilbo baggins
oh my god this is fantastic
fix-it felix jr.
and the cast from RENT.
oh well then!!
so i’ve got spunk, smarts, and courage! I’m liking this!
Steve Perry, Link, Bilbo
I’m ok with this.