Reprise: AnimeFest: The Last Disrespect

We tried to warn y’all.

Let’s keep this brief since this subject is not worth that much time or effort lol.

1. “No, AFNYCC will have it’s own unique content.” NYCC definitely split and shuffled some of it’s anime content over to the ass end of the pier, so if you wanted the full effect you had to pay an “anime tax” in the form of an extra badge. With there being no weekend passes, the content spread would end up costing $100+ after taxes/fees if you needed to go all 4 days – that used to be the cost of 4 days at NYCC, which used to be worth that price. And seeing as multiple people were able to cover the entire circuit in an hour, talk about the worst value ever. EVEN ANIME EXPO IS CHEAPER FOR THE WHOLE WEEKEND.

2. I’ve compiled a Twitter moment with people’s commentaries on AFNYCC: boom.

I didn’t get everything but you should definitely get the gist of it. Good Smile ended up bringing some of their stock back over to NYCC on the last say so wow, even industry booths were screwed by this. Really, no one cares about Saturday tickets being sold out after multiple people have complained the place is completely barren. Actually, I didn’t care about that announcement because cons generally don’t have ticket transparency – no one knows how many tickets are available so it’s easy to say sold out, more available again, etc. And I stopped trusting NYCC’s ticket numbers after they started the single-day-only badge mess.

3. The emails sent by AF during the weekend…

really reminded me of:

Like, don’t ever uwu at me ever… ever…
But really, all their emails and tweets sounded like someone so out of touch.

4. I found a few tweets heavily singing the praises of AFNYCC. I believe them to be fake as shit. You be the judge. I’m not going to say why I think they’re fake because these goobers will just try to take notes for next time. You know, the next time no one wants.

There are a few others who simply said they enjoyed it. I won’t refute too much because
– they may not have experienced a proper con
– they may have been with friends who created an experience for them

5. Bonus: One of the AF guests was Bilibili, a Chinese streaming company. AF tweeted about them and called them Japanese, which a friend pointed out and I managed to capture as the tweet was deleted:

Asians are not interchangeable, fam.

And to be totally honest, at one point I thought I was being really extra and cruel by railing on them this whole time. But then I remembered – no. This is an act of pure greed and an attempt to undermine AnimeNYC, and I have every right to speak up on it. I’ve been saying for years now that NYCC doesn’t respect its anime fans and if you can’t see that by now, I don’t know what else to tell you. See you smart kids at AnimeNYC in November!

Got Me Fucked Up, vol. 1

Back in August, I had to take my mom to the ER because she was having symptoms of a heart attack.

She’s fine, but at the time I couldn’t help but raise my eyebrow at a few things. For one, she told the doctor she’s usually quite healthy. She is… in spite of various problems. Naturally it got me considering my own well-being; I’m healthy but there’s room for improvement, and I’ve had the habit of bulldozing through things physically and mentally, until I hit a point where I can’t any more. Even as a kid I would wonder why my arm or leg hurt and hours later I’d finally look and see I had a huge bloody gash from scraping against something.
The other thing was my siblings. My older sister was pissed at our choice of hospital (the closest to us, which is also where Grandma died). My younger sister was pissed because she also wasn’t feeling well, according to my mother. My brother was comfortably MIA. I legit started wondering if the secret to a peaceful mind is being as stupid as them.

A week later was Grandpa’s birthday. He’s headed toward 100 with all his marbles in tow. I asked him the secret to getting so old. Without missing a beat, he said “You have to manage your stress. Stress is a killer.”

He can be pretty long winded so he went on about this, saying that there’s no point dwelling what you can’t change, and for the things you can, just do it and keep moving. However, he also mentioned not having anything to do for decades because he retired right on time at 65.

From this I came to 3 potential outcomes:
1. This whole stress-filled generation is going to die early.
2. Being one who bulldozes through the small stuff, I’ll magically live forever, unless the small stuff builds/catches up and does me in.
3. Regardless of 1 or 2, I have to live for a few more decades because Sujin Ri is going to be making games until she is 70.

I’m still not sure what the correct answer is, but I think instead of bottling up the things that bother me from the day to day, I should just drop them off somewhere. I considered a separate blog, a private social media account, this and that… but I can’t put all this extra energy into stupid shit that bothers me. So here it is, annoyances with no clear-cut conclusion for better or worse. An old TV yelling at clouds. “Enjoy.”

This Discriminatory Language Director at Korea Society Got Me Fucked Up

I like K-pop, Korean food, K-dramas, and the otome games of a certain Korean game company. Through these various channels I’ve been building up a fair amount of Korean vocabulary it made me think perhaps it’s time for some formal education. I’ve spent years saying if I could start my life over I’d dedicate myself to learning foreign languages, but there’s no accessible reset button to do all that. What I did find though,  is a language class with a date/time bracket that fits in my schedule, at the Korea Society. Let’s get it!

Problem is, I got sick the same week classes started. I wanted bedrest, but I didn’t wanna miss the first week of class either. So I put on a cozy shirt and forced myself to school. I walk in and walk up to the welcome desk and there’s a guy sitting there. He gives me my textbook and a handwritten placecard with my name on it. Next to him is an older woman with short black hair with a bright red streak in front. I asked her, “Is there a bathroom somewhere I can use?”

“Well of course there is, we have to use it too!” And she tells me where to find it.

Hmm.

On the one hand, I thought while walking to the restroom, I tend to have similarly sarcastic answers when people ask me dumb shit. On the other hand I’m like, was it necessary? I gauge where I apply said sarcasm. Or was I reading too hard into it? Nah.. that was definitely smarmy. So I finish up in the restroom and have a seat in the main area since I was almost 20 minutes early for class. There’s one other person waiting. The smarmy woman sits next to me.

“Hi, I’m the person who emailed you.”

“Jahee, right?”

“Yes.”

We exchange greetings and then the shit slowly starts.

“What made you decide to learn Korean?”

I honestly don’t have a single direct reason and I didn’t feel like going into the aforementioned list because of a mix of ‘I’m Sick and Don’t Feel Like Talking More than I Have To’ and ‘Do I Need a Reason?’ So I said I wanted to get back into learning foreign languages.

“Korean is a phonetic language, you know?”

Yep.

“You have to learn the material, you know?… we can’t learn it for you.”

I was like… “Yeah.”

I was sitting there like

But in my head I was like

Like

Bitch, what the fuck does that actually mean??? Of course you can’t learn shit for me… that’s why I came to learn? Hello?

I can never wrap my head around people who want to treat me like yesterday’s idiot and try to achieve that by saying the most idiotic shit… and why?

No but really, that shit makes NO ACTUAL SENSE???

Casual reminder that of course I must want to learn because unlike high school… I PAID TO BE THERE.

Speaking of high school… I studied Japanese and Italian. Japanese got cut off after a year because budget cuts clashed with not enough students, but my scores were perfect so they allowed me to join the Accelerated Italian class which lets a 3-year course get done in 2. And I aced that too. So yes, I understand phonetic languages and how to learn foreign alphabets as well as how Romance languages work.

If that exchange wasn’t bad enough… other students came in and she did NOT question them on why they were there or tell them anything of the sort. Which leads me to believe she thinks I’m a fool because either
A) I look young so I must be on some delinquent shit
B)  she’s straight up racist
or both. Real talk, I can say that with ease because it’s nothing new to me.

As for the class itself, only two notable things happened on the first day

1) The reception desk guy came in to take photos of us. Normally I wouldn’t think anything of it but because of Jahee I couldn’t help but wonder if he was recording the class with a Token Black in it.
2) I happened to glance at the teacher while he was going over a worksheet and we met eyes, so he tried to shuffle the question order around before calling on me but he fumbled royally. He didn’t try any stunts in the second class though so hopefully he’s chill.

Thinking about the long run, not sure if I will enroll in the second course.
+ I still want to continue learning Korean.
+ I’d like to do it in an interactive environment.
– Don’t feel like giving that dumb bitch my money though, rather give her these hands.
– (so far) we don’t practice much interaction, we’ve been working straight from the textbook and CD.
– Class keeps starting late but this week it ended a few minutes early because the teacher finished going over the textbook unit and called it a night. Not really super impressed.

Hal the Horrible Got Me Fucked Up

I used to work with this dude, let’s call him Hal. Hal is fucking nuts. To make a long story short, we figured out that he keeps his money out of his bank account so he can stay in the homeless shelter. When is he gonna move? When he finds a sugar momma to take him in. When is that gonna happen? Close to never, he’s a talkative pest who looks like a cross between Doc from BTTF and Sideshow Bob, and the only piece of clout he has to hold on to is that he went to an Ivy League school (not that he’s doing anything with that education besides flaunting it, but I digress for now).

Anyway, Hal got fired for, among other things, making remarks that the workplace is racist. Not even sure how he got to that point since – as far as I know – no one discriminated him and, to be frank, he’s lightskin as hell anyway, all he would really need to do is chill and he’d have a free pass anywhere. But anyway…

I’m spending my afternoon doing laundry before work. It was humid as shit so after I put my stuff in the dryer, I gave an old lady the seat I was sitting in and went to sit on the single seat outside. I was slouching hard as hell, catching a lil breeze, playing MysMe. Someone walked up and stood right in front of me. I didn’t look up. They kept standing there. Say something, you fuck. I hate that shit. This went on for at least a minute because I was still playing MysMe lol. I finally looked up.

Of course it’s fucking Hal. I knew he lived in the neighborhood now. How? My boss who lives nearby saw him. Then I saw him a few weeks prior, going for a run in this 100 degree heat. And by run, I mean running along the edge of the sidewalk, smacking into every pole and hydrant in his way. Not like parkour with cool moves… just smacking into every shit and pushing against it.

“It’s so fortunate that I ran into you!”

No the fuck it isn’t! Fuck my life!

This dude… met a cashier at the supermarket. Told her about the job and that she should apply. So he told her he’d try to get someone to introduce her. And then he ran into my unlucky ass minutes later. Introduce her to the manager, help her get a job, she has a kid back in wherever-wherever.

Motherfucker…

First, you hated the job and got fired so why are you trying to get her hired there?
Second, why am I telling my boss to hire someone I never met? What if she sucks? Is that not on me?
When I add 1+2 it sounds like he found a cute lady cashier and decided to be her hero so he could slide up afterwards. I can’t be a wingman to this kind of bullshit…

“Why don’t you tell her to… come in and apply?”

He was hellbent on having me put in a good word for her so he gave me his email address to coordinate something. He couldn’t text me because I don’t have iPhone… which tells me with ease that he has no phone service and is using wifi-only to text people with iDevices. I respect the struggle with making ends meet, but not from someone who willingly stayed in a homeless shelter. Nah fam. I never emailed  him. He showed up at my job anyway about a week later. I hope he didn’t notice me because I sure as hell tried to hide when I saw him. I dunno why he was there but he might as well do his own vouching because I ain’t doin’ it. I gotta hide when I walk around the neighborhood though. Shit.

NYCC Got Me Fucked Up

They put a bunch of Sunday badges up for sale that they picked up from scalpers. If that’s true… sounds like proof that fan verification doesn’t work. But can I even speak against them? AnimeFest @ NYCC’s Twitter account blocked me after that one blog entry about them lmao

This One Friend Got Us Both Fucked Up

Speaking of NYCC. I’m still on the fence on this one.

Some years ago there was an MFC member who had a contest to win some NYCC pro badges. I already had my badge so I sat out but damn, pro badge, best thing outside of staff/exhibitor/press badges. She also posted about the film festival that goes down every July at Japan Society, so we met up there and became friends. After that she hooked me up with her pro badge every year, and the only thing she asked in return is to help her post sale ads on MFC – easy peasy. She also told me that one of the people who won her contest badges kept in close touch with her but the moment she said she couldn’t get her another pro badge, she got dropped. Fucked up…

So from time to time we meet up albeit rare, usually at the film festival, sometimes around the time of the con. She didn’t get any pro badges this year but to be fair I expected as such, as she lost her mom the year-end prior and I couldn’t imagine her thinking about shit like NYCC tickets with major life events going on. But, I was falling out of love with NYCC anyway.

Forward to this year, she confirmed she didn’t get any badges, but she lost her job and I think some pets along with her mom. I felt so bad and so worried for her. She has such a big heart and is so generous in general that I’m usually worried about her, more than I can actually express, but this seemed like much. And what could I do? She promised me some tea she got from one of her trips and I promised to make her some kkakdugi (radish kimchi) since she likes kimchi but I don’t have fridge space to try making napa kimchi yet. I made the kimchi along with a jar of tofu pickles as a gift the week that the film festival was due to start.

The night of the first film I was going to see, I was running late and rushing along with all the pickles in tow. I saw her standing outside and called to her. She already had her tickets and a reserved seat so she told me to catch her after the movie. I ran inside to get my tickets and one of the few seats left on the far right. This is funny because I usually sit on the left/center and she’s usually on the right, but I saw her come in and take her seat on the far left.

Movie was great, but once the credits started rolling I saw her get up and run out. I thought she was probably making a mad dash for the bathroom before the line built up so I kept watching the credits. Afterwards I left the theater room and checked the lobby. The bathroom. The exit. I couldn’t find her. I tried texting, calling, emailing. No go. I kept looking, then waited in the rain until everyone exited the building. She really left me, and without a word. I dragged all my pickles home and started stress eating them.

An hour after I got home I got an email. “Sorry, the trains are terrible and I got home super late the other night so I ran to catch it.” And she gave me her correct number, so I was calling/texting God knows who.

I didn’t even go to the following day’s movie because I was so pissed. I just said I didn’t feel well. That weekend I saw her briefly while I was on the bathroom line between films, Then she stepped outside while I grabbed an onigiri snack and once again I couldn’t find her. Left to go to work after the next film. Haven’t emailed her since.

Now I’m just stuck.

On the one hand, I think this incident is making me more cognizant of the upset I had been holding back. There were so many times I sat there trying to think of what to say in response to her emails to make a well-rounded conversation, to have something proper to contribute other than my own personal wails, and when I got a response it seems like almost all of those parts went unnoticed. In one of my last emails I suggested opening a cat café since she actively rescues cats from around the world and rehabilitates them. I don’t even know if she read that part. Even a “fuck that idea” would be better than nothing. So many things fell through the cracks in that vein and I just swallowed all that frustration.

On the other hand, I don’t want her to think I’m like that other girl who was only in it for the convention tickets. Given my gripes with NYCC, I’m not sure if I’ll ever need one ever again. But like, she decided from now on she’ll do better to take care of herself instead of giving all the time, and I respect that notion fully. I hope her personal relationships fall into that too because it’s been months and I’m still not sure what to say to her. Communication is best but I don’t wanna throw this on her when there’s so much on her plate. But then, what if I did and she glossed it over anyway? I dunno, fam.

Summer Magic Got Me Fucked Up too?!

Can’t believe these people are doing bullshit in the name of Red Velvet. To anyone from outside the Americas who lamented the rv-summer-magic website not shipping the special album and t-shirt bundles to your country: Don’t even cry anymore. Summer’s over and I’m still on my ass, empty-handed. Lemme give a simple breakdown for this one:

7/23: Album goes up for sale everywhere. I didn’t order right away because I wanted to see what the Limited Edition designs look like.

8/4: Album bundle goes up for sale through rv-summer-magic. North/South America exclusive bundles include the standard album and a t-shirt. Everyone in the Americas who already ordered is annoyed, everyone outside the Americas is sad.

8/6: The actual album drops.

8/10: Limited edition album + t-shirt bundle goes up for sale. Everyone who ordered from anywhere is rightfully pissed.

9/28: I reiterate that there’s no reason to be mad because I still don’t have my album. They sent me a tracking number, cancelled it hours later, then sent an email saying they didn’t have enough stock to fill all orders and I’d have to wait for 8/31. So yeah, how did you generate tracking numbers without having the goods packed and ready to ship? I emailed them on 9/12 and they said no ETA for the albums so keep waiting. Not gonna act like I don’t feel scammed at this point, and in the name of the five queens? Nuh uh.

This has gone on long enough so, ’til next episode… ugh.

Otakon, Good Endings, Bad Endings, and the Power of Prayer

For convention and (shoddy) fan event photos, click here. For cosplay photos, click here.

So, Otakon

Sunday night I arrived home from my first Otakon which is in it’s 25th year… older than some of its attendees, wow. The only conventions I’ve ever attended before this are NYCC, the defunct NY Anime Festival, and the young-but-thriving AnimeNYC. So, my thoughts about Otakon as a standalone con and in comparison to the offerings of my hometown are the same:

Otakon… is lit.

Lemme get the negatives out of the way first since there aren’t too many. Seems like there were some snafus with certain panels getting canned because of miscommunications and missing guests. Don’t know how that happened but that’s the big one that needs to be fixed. The other thing I’d like to see is some signposts or labeling in the Dealer’s Room and Artist Alley. Usually tables in those areas have banners with the Booth Name and Numbering, but from what I saw there the vast majority did not. The only way to know which table/booth is which was to look at the Guidebook app map and count as you move… Not really the most convenient navigation system. Actually, it would be nice to see the Dealer’s list and Artist Alley list published before the convention as well, so I know who to look forward to, and how much money I need to prepare to throw.

The good sides?
First of all, Walter E. Washington Convention Center is huge and gorgeous. It’s an excellent venue all around, and there’s ample space for everyone. My main convention (was) New York Comic Con, which is perpetually crowded wherever you go in the entire center. At *any* given point you will be caught in human traffic, be pressed up against other people, or waiting on an obnoxiously long line. On the flip, at Otakon I never even had to wait on a line to use a restroom at any point during the whole weekend. Any line to get into… anything, was completely doable. I like this man-to-space ratio a lot. In the closing ceremony they said this year’s attendance was at 29,000 – a significant increase to the last few years which were in decline. And there’s still space for more!

Left: entrance area of NYCC, 2015. Right: Entrance area of Otakon, 2018.

Second, there’s like… no excuse to be bored. I didn’t participate in a lot of things I wanted to because I was in Fervent Fangirl mode but, if shopping and panels aren’t your thing, there was an arts & crafts room, a Maid Cafe, card & board game room, multiple anime and movie screenings, a gigantic game room with both arcade cabinets and console multiplayer games… the list goes on, but basically if you come with friends you can have fun all weekend long whether you party hard or just chill.

Good Ending

There are two hardcore fangirl things I’ve done in my life.
The first is getting a tattoo of my favorite quote from my favorite character in Mystic Messenger tattooed on my forearm.
The second is dropping everything to rush out to Washington D.C. to meet the VA of my favorite character in their first overseas fan event.

To be honest, I’m still floating on that happy cloud, I’m having trouble coming down and concentrating on writing. But I will do it…!

[Fangirl Mode: ON]

Interacting with the Cheritz team, I’ll never forget it.
Sujin Ri had on the cutest dress covered in cherries! She signs her name with a cherry too!
When I showed her and Kang Soojin (Saeran) my tattoo, they were like “Wooow, show (Youngsun)!”

I asked Kang Soojin his favorite character.
“Ray.”
Youngsun: “He’s lying lol”
He then said Luffy (Luppi!) and Inuyasha!

Gyuhyuk Shin said my name is pretty >/////< I was going to tell him that a lot of girls waiting on line were fawning over how cute he is, but then I wondered if he’d have a Yoosung moment and get flustered… hehehe.

When I brought my tapestry for Hosan Lee to sign, he pointed and said “Rika is best girl!”
AND THAT’S TEA.
I showed him my Rika phone wallpaper and he was like “wow!” Another girl told me something similar… I think he has the power to detect the few Rika fans that exist. (If you’re wondering why I like her – to make it brief, I’ve always liked villain characters and liking them doesn’t mean condoning their actions. It saddens me that the Rika hate probably means I’ll never meet her VA.)

And Kim Youngsun.

“I wrote your name in Korean, see?” !!!!!!

Embarrassing as it was, I showed him my tattoo…
He read it out loud slowly and held my hand. That was about the time I died. I’m a ghost now, a happy ghost.

If that wasn’t heart-rending enough, I realized I had trouble reading his handwritten message. It took some work using various tools to figure it out.
“항상 행복하다요!” Always be happy… which is the same thing Kang Soojin (Ray) wrote. OH, MY GOD. This was the hardest game of “Try Hard Not To Cry” I ever played.

The next day was the Fan Event, a two-hour miracle. The video of the event will eventually be published on YouTube so I won’t spoil too much here. I will say that a room full of fangirls singing the MM theme was nothing short of amazing, Hosan Lee is hilarious (WAKANDA FOREVER!) and even though V is my least ideal MM partner, knowing Hosan is also frustrated with V makes me feel better. We laughed, we damn near cried, we oohed, ahhed, and cheered. One big Mystic Family ♡

[Fangirl Mode: REST]

Bad Ending

I never played an otome game until Mystic Messenger. I wasn’t opposed to it in the least, but my romance muscle is almost always asleep. It’s not that I’m completely turned off by the idea of a relationship, but finding someone who wants to put in a balanced mutual effort is like finding bottled ice cold water for $1 in D.C. (Otakon joke that I learned…). Plus I just grew up to be a pessimist about most things, so while I have faith in romance and relationships – more than a lot of other people I know, somehow – I don’t have much faith in finding it. Finding someone who clicks with you AND is willing to give mutual effort is the hard part – but if it doesn’t happen, I love the solo life a little too much, and there’s no need for romantic supplements. I only decided to play MysMe because someone wrote in a blog on MFC that their friends got sucked into the game and dragged them along. I was like, I’m bored and people are buzzing, why not? Problem was, my one poor iCrap didn’t have the memory to run the game beyond the introductory chatrooms. Still, didn’t stop me from going to NYCC and buying a print of 707 days later. Knowing nothing about him or the game, his character still felt intriguing.

Some time later I got myself a tablet and decided to just play on there and enjoy the bonus of a large screen. I played the suggested route, got sweet talked by three guys and one girl, and felt quite smitten with them. But I was dying to play 707’s route the most still not knowing what was ahead. I noticed something about him in all the other routes. He holds a particular… understanding of the nature of things, that there will always be positives and negatives, and you can’t have one without the other. The understanding that comes from that really clicks to me. (It’s the same reason I got into Sansei Muramasa from Fullmetal Daemon Muramasa, though that takes the yin-yang concept to an extreme). That mindset is just… the only thing that makes sense to me.

When I got hit with a snow day, I used my excess hourglasses to play through his route start to finish. Seven says a lot of sweet things in his phone calls, but then he hit me with this one line. This one line that hit me dead in the chest.

I swear I felt my heart smile in that moment. What in the hell? I genuinely can’t remember the last time I felt that.

Fast forward a year later, the snowiest day of winter. I went sliding down the slick streets to a tiny tattoo parlor to make those words a part of me. I figured, if I’m getting a tattoo in hangul, I should probably try to find a Korean tattoo artist since they’d be more comfortable and accurate (I’ve seen too many botched tattoos in English and other languages, so). The tattoo artist seemed to really like the quote. Looking at my hands, he asked what I like to do. Shorter fingers like his that are good for gripping are better for people who work all the time; longer fingers like mine tend to belong to more lax people. Never thought about that. This guy’s interesting, I thought. Too bad I can only see him if I’m getting tattoo work done.

About a month and a half later, it faded badly. I went for a retouch. I think I was mentally in a fog, and by the time I came out of it I was poking his muscles (by invitation) and answering a bunch of questions about myself. He showed me a dating app he was using without success and asked if I was seeing anyone. Wait. WAIT. Does he… whoa.

We exchanged numbers. I wondered if he would really text me.

I texted him the next day instead. He forgot to retouch the last mark of my tattoo. Felt bad to fuss over such a tiny thing but it’s permanent nonetheless. He said to get back to him in 3 weeks. Okay! Phew… I think. I was still thinking about it a lot. I always do the approaching, I never get approached… what’s going on?

So to keep this story moving, it took several weeks after that to get the guy to give me an appointment date. Forgetful, or I have bad timing with asking, or both.

When I saw him again he gave me a big hug. We talked about various things, he gave my tattoo the final polish. It’s finally perfect. He asked if I was dating at work. No way. He asked me to text him. Maybe we could have some fun. He earned the rare card of seeing me blush. A-Alright.

Over the weeks from them, I texted him from time to time, with him barely responding. On the one hand, working 6 days a week, training apprentice artists, exercising daily, along with all other adulting, makes for a tight schedule. On the other hand, better late than never. Have some courtesy and answer? On the rare occasion he did respond, he was super sweet, but also cited being super busy. Eventually the responses died down again. Well, I’ll text him when I’m home from D.C., he inadvertently aided one of the most precious memories I have. I wonder when he saw the quote, did he just like it, or did it touch his heart too?

And then, I tend not to think too far ahead, but just… Can you imagine that story? MysMe found me actual love?

When I got home it was almost Monday. When I finally settled in I checked my Instagram feed and saw his new post. Interesting picture and hashtag.

#inlove

WELL, SO MUCH FOR THAT.

Don’t “awww” or console me – I’m not hurt. I’ve been here so many times that I’d be mad at myself if I did feel bothered. An opportunity came but it wasn’t the one for me. He’s buff and good looking, maybe he’s fun, but I like men who are more responsive for a start, and more honest on top of that. Bar set too high or not

What really bites though… I think I might be out a tattoo artist… well shit. LOL

The Power of Prayer

Yes, I wrote that last post slightly tongue-in-cheek, but:

My first prayer is simple: that everything goes smooth.
I haven’t skipped town in an inordinately disturbing amount of time, so while I’ll try to prepare for any worst case scenarios, I hope to be free of theft, broken luggage, getting stranded, losing valuables, and any other ugly curveballs that could get thrown at me. I hope my energy keeps up since I’ve decided the only transportation I’ll be using is a taxi to and from my AirBNB.

Everything went 98% smooth. I did hit one snag though. On Sunday morning as I was packing my bags, I couldn’t find my RFA VIP lanyard. I thought it was in my tote bag but after searching my room high and low, in absurd spots and crevices, I couldn’t find it anywhere. Those aren’t sold separately, only in the VIP box which is $79, so replacement isn’t easy or cheap. When I got to the convention center I decided to try my luck and ask the Lost & Found.

And wouldn’t you know they had it??? They also had a Cone of Shame for me to sign for losing my belongings, LOL! I’m still super lost as to how that happened, as I wasn’t taking things in and out of that bag (I wore a hip pack all weekend for easy access).

The other thing that happened was right before the first autograph session, actually. Dozens of fangirls lined up for autographs in rows. Me in the front of row 2. I’m solo, but chatting with everyone in line because we’re soooo excited. Here’s the thing about me flying solo – I love it, but the reason it can suck is because I see things that no one else notices. Case in point. I noticed ProZD walking by.

“Hey, it’s ProZD!”

But everyone was buzzing so no one paid attention. It’s fine though, they may not know who we is.

Then.

Along the back of the area were various food vendor stands. The one closest to us had one of those industrial ovens that look like a big steel fridge (sorry, I don’t know the proper name) full of mini pizza boxes. Something in that oven caught fire.

“Wow, that oven is on fire.”

But no one paid me any mind, so I watched.

The person just closed it back. Were they trying to suffocate the flames? Someone else opened it. Still on fire. They started taking the stacks of pizzas out. The third stack was either catching on fire or just too hot to grab because the person burned their hand. The flame got bigger.

“Damn, that fire’s getting big.”

People start finally noticing. What the hell is this? A cloud of smoke was streaming straight upward. A cloud of irritation flew up from us: Please do not burn down the area right before we get the autographs we traveled from all over to obtain. Where the hell are the fire extinguishers?

Finally someone reached in and grabbed the burning ??? and stomped it out. The area filled with the smell of burning. Moments later, another oven on another part of the floor caught fire, as we couldn’t see it from behind the partitions but we could see another jet of smoke shooting upward. Okay, maybe I should add that to the improvement list – better equipment/fire maintenance?

My second prayer, which I’m surprised I’m making, is for people to be kind and understanding to Cheritz on their first voyage to the US. It dawned on me that people might try to put Cheritz team on the spot during the fan event because of the upsets related to the Summer Vacation event. I really want it to stay light and enjoyable. If they must broach such serious topics, I hope they do so respectfully.

The fan event was nothing short of stellar and actually ran out of time, so there was no time to ask questions, period. But being in a room full of fans singing along to the MM theme was one of the best moments of my fangirl life, and everyone was kind to one another. I only wish there was a cosplay group photo op afterward.

My third prayer, is for my wallet, my bank account, and all my cards. Be strong and full…

Other than paying for my largest purchase with Paypal from the wrong funding account (derp), we’re good!

My fourth prayer… is to see a hot Tamamo cosplayer. I’m a total ho for Tamamo, what else can I say?

I did see one! I didn’t get a photo though as we were moving in opposite directions, but yay for Tamamo!

My fifth prayer is for no post-convention illness. It’s hot enough, I can’t handle a fever on top of that.

I am free of illness! I’d like to thank the antibacterial properties of tea tree oil soap.

I can’t use these since my hands are too sensitive to sanitizer, but… this is SO genius to have in a convention center.

My sixth prayer, is for everyone to be safe since The Whites are at it again, and for those useless Nazis to get hit by a bus. And if that statement bothers you, either you’re part of the problem or not paying attention.

No one got hit by a bus but the march failed AND it rained on them. Bless.

My Seventh Prayer is that meeting the God Seven himself will go smooth.
This seems a bit out the way but as I mentioned elsewhere… the last time I met someone important to me… they hate me now and I still don’t know why. Story for another day.
Please, God Seven, remain a shining light in my tiny metal heart.

From top to bottom this weekend was the best. Cheritz team flew 14 hours to meet us. People came from all parts of the country AND THE WORLD to see them. We exchanged so much love, and I’m sure Cheritz Team will return to work fueled and ready to continue making amazing content for us. And we’re ready to show them all the support. For once, my heart is full and happy. ♡ I hope to meet them all again!

Seven Prayers for Otakon 2018

In a few hours I’ll be departing for Washington, D.C. to attend my very first Otakon.

My first prayer is simple: that everything goes smooth.
I haven’t skipped town in an inordinately disturbing amount of time, so while I’ll try to prepare for any worst case scenarios, I hope to be free of theft, broken luggage, getting stranded, losing valuables, and any other ugly curveballs that could get thrown at me. I hope my energy keeps up since I’ve decided the only transportation I’ll be using is a taxi to and from my AirBNB.

My second prayer, which I’m surprised I’m making, is for people to be kind and understanding to Cheritz on their first voyage to the US. It dawned on me that people might try to put Cheritz team on the spot during the fan event because of the upsets related to the Summer Vacation event. I really want it to stay light and enjoyable. If they must broach such serious topics, I hope they do so respectfully.

My third prayer, is for my wallet, my bank account, and all my cards. Be strong and full…

My fourth prayer… is to see a hot Tamamo cosplayer. I’m a total ho for Tamamo, what else can I say?

My fifth prayer is for no post-convention illness. It’s hot enough, I can’t handle a fever on top of that.

My sixth prayer, is for everyone to be safe since The Whites are at it again, and for those useless Nazis to get hit by a bus. And if that statement bothers you, either you’re part of the problem or not paying attention.

My Seventh Prayer is that meeting the God Seven himself will go smooth.
This seems a bit out the way but as I mentioned elsewhere… the last time I met someone important to me… they hate me now and I still don’t know why. Story for another day.
Please, God Seven, remain a shining light in my tiny metal heart.

Amen.

Today’s Debunk: Soy Boys

About a week ago this guy randomly starts talking to me while pouring his coffee. He told me he couldn’t put the soy milk into his coffee, because, y’know. Estrogen.

It’s 2018. I thought we were over this whole men and soy thing?

I asked him about his diet. I mean, if you’re a meat eater, soy is a main component in the diet of farmed animals (the other being corn). If the animal’s diet didn’t matter, then the use of antibiotics and hormones wouldn’t matter either. You are what you eat and all. I also brought up processed food, which most Americans are raised on, often contains additives made of soy (and yes, corn). And what, do you skip the soy sauce when you have sushi? What’s flavoring your fried rice?

He responded by saying the soy milk is heavily processed…

…is that to say, they made soy milk into some estrogen-rich beverage, more than anything else? Then wouldn’t women who want bigger busts start chugging it? Wouldn’t girls who are raised on soy milk show early development?

THEN, I pointed out that soy protein is popular for weight training and body building. Heavily processed, no? He still continued about the supposedly heavily processed milk. Ran out of arguments… or so I thought.

As an added bonus I pointed out that there are quite a few countries where soy products are a staple part of their diet, and the guys are still flat-chested. The girls aren’t more massive than Americans either (for FAT TITS, fatty American diet wins). I guess I over-roasted him. He finished with a snide remark about soy having other bodily effects for men before finally leaving.

Is this whole soy thing actually a flag for toxic masculinity?? I’m starting to think so.

As to where this stupid idea came from, I have no idea and I’m not really one for conspiracy theories, but someone pointed out to me that it might have come from the meat industry to bring people (back) to meat. That actually sounds feasible.

Such bullshit people fall for, though.

If you’re a guy who unabashedly consumes soy, to use 2018 terms, you are the embodiment of big dick energy. Let’s have some yakidofu, my treat.

AnimeFest: The Last Disrespect

A while back I wrote this long-winded piece about NYCC and how it’s failing as a convention. I won’t lie to you, if you haven’t read it, I don’t think I can even be assed to re-read it. So here’s the short of it: NYCC developed amazingly over time, and after year 10, it just derailed. It got too big for its own britches, but still acts very hot-shot. The worst part is ticketing; they gave up 3-day and 4-day passes for individual day passes. To go for all 4 days, after taxes/fees/shipping, is almost $300 – when in my opinion, while it’s good, it’s not a $300 show. Now add to that the failed fledgeling NY Anime Festival. A tiny con that they barely developed, and eventually merged back into NYCC. I think NYCC makes it pretty obvious that they don’t care about the anime crowd, just the money and clout: one anime guest per year (provided by either Viz or Kodansha), and any anime vendor that isn’t a brand company gets pressed up against the crowded back walls of the con floor. The Artist Alley doesn’t have anime artists anymore, period.

So AnimeNYC comes along and it’s a breath of fresh air in so many ways. Not only does it cater to the weeb crowd, it’s much smaller in size and much easier to do what you want. And like I said before, that Artist Alley was like the ripest, juiciest peach in the basket.

Then this happens.

Where do I start?

1. AX, I had to spend a week worrying about your damn linecon and if my friends were gonna fare in that outdoor line heat and those sardine-can line conditions indoors. Fix yourself up, and work on those dumbass rules too. No R18 in Artist Alley, and now no SCISSORS? Don’t worry about us here, you got shit to do.

2. Two concurrent cons with their own ticket prices, as if NYCC wasn’t expensive enough. A day at NYCC is $50-55. AnimeNYC is $65 for the 3-day weekend. AX is $80 for 4 days. Who said I wanna pay an extra $20 per day to go to a separate, concurrent convention?

3. This separate con is at Pier 94, which is 15 blocks away. I’m a walker but I promise you that going back and forth in that area will thoroughly exhaust you, and even if you taxi or transport, it’s still going to burn precious time and money. Also it’s on the very edge of Manhattan so no, it’s not like you can grab food along that trek either.

4. NYCC is less than 3 months away. Who’s appearing? What guests can you announce on such short notice? What artist alley is this? AAs take months of prep alone, plus travel for people coming from out of state/country.

5. Assuming they did put together a good show on short notice, then you have to pick and choose which events you want to do between both cons, and then factor in travel time between both. As it stands there’s no indication as to whether they’re simply going to take the usual anime fare out of NYCC and relocate it, or have an entirely new set. Either way sucks.

Look. Screw AnimeFest, just admit you’re trying to use the anime fans you barely care about to rescue your failing convention and go. If you don’t believe me, just check out the Q&A people are throwing at them on Twitter, and take note of which questions they’re openly ignoring.

A mystery short notice con with no lineup set happening the same time as another con and the first thing you got to say is “come buy tickets”…
Got me fucked up…

Syrup-colored Memories

Last month I was talking to my dear friend and he asked what I’d like for my birthday. Precious friend was kind enough to grant my wishes (thank you again and forever!!): a pair of Rosuuri keychains, a shiny new TECHNICOLOR keyboard to blog with, and an artbook I randomly discovered with all the concept art from my old pastime… MapleStory. Flipping through the pages was quite a nostalgia trip so I thought I might share some of the more common anecdotes I gathered from my years of playing, but… typing formally about the happenings in a glorified chatroom felt too stiff. So to mix things up, I’mma try spittin’ this one in pure chatspeak (if Cory O’Brien can do it in print form, I can on a blog)

buss it

so first of all
i started with my friend from school and her big brother
my very first character was a warrior but i wasn’t feelin it so i made a mage
mage was fun except chillin with a warrior and a thief meant playing in some painful ass areas with my low ass mage HP
so her brother is all… oh just put some stat points in STR for an HP boost!
ok so you probably know there’s a few things wrong with that
to be fair, this was my first time playing a game that involved stat/skill allocation
but yeah… mages get INT not STR… but what’s done was done and thats how I ruined my first character off the bat (:

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then
the 3 of us met 3 brothers, 2 were twins
one was real chill, one was nosy af, and one was right in the middle
so one day the nosy one was like “SOOOO WHAT ARE YOUR REAL NAMES?”
YIKES
we all froze
without saying a word we were all thinking the same shit: yo… no one wants to share those details my guy!!!
but you know, think fast
i had an OC with the nickname “el presidente” and my friend had one that was a samurai
so…
“oh, i’m elle”
“i’m sam”
and i can’t rmb what her brother came up with
but ayyy when your posse is on the same wavelength shit is ace lol
but yeah, remember this name bit for later

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my two friends quit
i fell out of touch with the brothers
just my ass left but that’s fine just make some new frens!
the guild system came out so everyone and their mama was tryin to make a guild but i was like… eh
i joined a friend’s guild, it was him, real life besfren, online girlfriend, and some of his chums, some young lil cutie pies
being a total perv, i made a fair number of lewd retorts in the guild chat
dumb move… cuz..
one day i log on and its just the RL besfren… his name is Mikey
i’m like oh hi mikey sup and he’s like not too good so i asked him whats wrong
and he says lol
“i was cybering with my gf but she couldn’t make me com”
(yes, com)
i was like…. ???!!!?!?!
like i really wasn’t expectin THAT of all things lol
so i was like oh… that sucks… maybe tell her what you like or sth?
and he’s like… maybe u could do it for me
WHAT?!?!?!
ok tbh i was conflicted
part of me was like, tell the guild leader
the other part was like, don’t out the poor horny boy
and… a tiny sliver was like pffft i could probably get him off lol
but no we ignore those cues
i was just like ahh no i don’t really think i could do that, talk to your girl, etc
i thought about it carefully and i was like, i’m the lewd one in the group so he’s not gonna bother anyone else about this
and if i tell the leader they might get into a fight and they’re RL friends so it’d be worse
so i kept my mouth shut…
and he kept asking!!!
but i kept declining cuz i’m not about that life… whatever that life is

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i quit mage after a while and got started on a bandit (who later became a legend tyvm)
and i got invited to this random guild
turns out it was run by some pissy low level lil… tantrum kid
kept whining and demanding people party him for party quest
(people didn’t like low levels in party quest so you either needed friends or had to beg)
i made some snide ass remark and he booted me lol
and someone in the guild told me he was still pissed afterward LOL
joined another guild
to get to the point turns out the leader was hacking on the side AND he STOLE some dude’s account
so yeah nope on that…
one of the top 3 guilds in Bera kept asking me to join
but every time they invited me a fight broke out on the inside and they’d lose another chunk of members lol
i was like… guess i gotta do this myself
so i got 5 friends and we hit guild hall
(guild npc looks like long hair Sean Connery js)

one of the dudes was noob (no like, he was pro, he just had noob in his game handle)
noob always talked about how he was blackamese (black + Viet)
i was like aite, don’t think i’ve met a blackamese person before, cool
kinda weird to keep talking about how you’re blackamese but to each their own
anyway his account got hacked so he made a new character
we’re in guild hall discussing what name to choose
of course his ass is like… “Blackamese!”
i’m like lol ok but you’re the only Blackamese person here so i must politely decline
time passes, he leaves the guild to try hacking, then he quits altogether to play counter strike or sth
~months pass~
me and my buddy are strolling thru Ludibrium when we see his friend
so we go up to ask how he’s doing
and i say something like, i miss our lil blackamese fella
and dude is like what? he’s not blackamese he’s pure Viet
LOLOL WHAT?!
he then pulls up dude’s photo from his online game profiile
indeed… pure Viet.
why u gotta lie craig… you don’t gotta lie…

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btw speaking of Ludibrium
the Ludi release was one of my top fav moments in MS
everyone logged on and rushed to Orbis Station
and we ALL missed the fucking boat LOL
but then we all boarded the next ship
everyone traveling together and exploring a new world
i think thats why Maple oldbies never feel the same
the more you play, the more the sense of “wonder and unknown” is gone even with new content added
sigh
moving on

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next… lemme tell you about this chick named khee
possibly youngest gold digger i ever met
but like, she was also greasy af…
so there was this dude J, he played a priest
one day i was like sup J, wanna train?
he said sorry, i got an appointment

?!?!
“APPOINTMENT”?
that’s new to me… but ok
he explained he’s scheduled training slots with khee
and afterward i found out they were an item!
so i thought that was actually really sweet
J was trying to raise one of every character class so his money was stretched super thin
EVEN SO, he still gave khee any good drops he found… true maple gentleman i guess
problem was this other dude, also a friend of mine, K
K would flirt hell-hard with khee and of course J didn’t like it
so the game updates and the Wedding Patch is released
just like guilds, everyone is in a frenzy to join the fray
so i asked J, damnnnn u gettin married?
and he said he asked but she declined and said she ain’t never gettin married
aite…

…so u know what happened next right?
they broke up
she IMMEDIATELY got with K
she IMMEDIATELY married him

and still didn’t fucking live happily ever after LOL

K eventually broke it off with her even though it was a good long run
i was like dude, what happened
he was like, she wants me to come over to [her state] and give it to her but i’m in college and she’s only (16 or 17, I forget)
wow
I was like yeah… teen poon not worth the risk

so she moved on to dating all the rich boys who were gullible enough to have her
and eventually left to play warcraft (LOL)
but before she dipped she made one last foul
J actually found someone to marry
and invited khee to the wedding
and she bombed his wedding screenshot
not photobombed, BOMBED. when the “shutter” went off she used her poison gas skill to cover the screen in a huge green cloud
she already dragged the poor boy and used him… and then got petty anyway?
oh khee
then again i never expected much from her
this was the girl who made lolAIDS and lolCancer jokes until her father DIED of cancer and then she decided cancer wasn’t funny anymore and decided to police other peoples jokes
tuh…
js.. i lost my grandma and 3 other relativos to cancer, i’m still not policin anyones shitty humor
i just silently judge them and keep it movin *sips tea*
(also yes. my humor is also its own brand of shitty. moving right along)

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speaking of girls gone wild on maple
i’m still wrapping my head around this one
there was this girl named winwy, well real name Winry-Ann
at first win didn’t like me because i was close friends with the object of her affection
but said object didn’t want her beyond friendship
so insert unnecessary tension for a while…
winwy eventually found a boyfriend in the game
and they had an ugly breakup where the dude HATED her afterward
totally REFUSED to acknowledge her
i think it was around then she messaged me and i had to read the convo a few times to understand
because she said she had “klinefelters” and had to have shit done like hormone injections and have fat sucked from her chest
it really took me a moment, even AFTER googling for me to get it (i might have been tired)
but then she could have just said it straight that… she’s a he
klinefelter is some rare syndrome where your body doesn’t produce enough testosterone and it causes infertility among other things ~the more you know~ and s/he did mention not being able to have kids
but i still couldn’t figure out why he lied and said he was a girl and even started dating someone ELSE by deceiving them
the first person getting pissed wasn’t enough??
(i should point out a few things. 1, this is the viewpoint of a younger and less knowledgeable me and 2, this is also before anyone was openly talking about trans or gender-related matters at all)
the funniest thing is i talked to one of my guildmates and she was all
“oh yeah i been knew he was a guy”
WHAT?!?!?!
turns out he has a blog that made it clear as day, that he’s a guy named Ryan
duped the shit outta me… aite fam.

time passes, win/ryan quits, i talked to them some time after that
i think it ended up being our last convo
and it confused me bc i can’t remember what he said but it prompted me to ask about the klinefelter-related medical care
anbd he was like “huh? what are you talking about lol?”
so… was the klinefelter thing a lie?
also i’m just saying. if he wanted to identify as a girl in the long run thats fine and i’d respect that
but if that was what he wanted… why even bother with the medical care to correct his klinefelters? (unless it was necessary to health/survival)
idk, man. winry-ann. guh.

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so if you kept up with me this long (God bless LOL)
a lotta dishonesty went down
and it had some less than stellar results
lemme tell you…
honesty doesn’t work out either LOL
remember i said i used the pseudonym elle
i decided to keep doing so bc a lot of people got their accounts hacked
and someone told me it was bc they shared personal info with “friends” who gathered everything and broke into their accounts
ouch… fake info it is

had this friend named jason
he was an interesting guy
on the plus side he was like a kind older cousin i guess? looking out for people and always taking friendships very very seriously
on the down side he had a huge fucking mouth
like he could not keep anything in
ngl i got some nice hot tea as a result lol
but still… he really put peoples business all the way out there
even his “facts” about his girlfriend’s PMS was an open discussion, jfc

so yeah… idk what possessed me but i told this dude my real first name and said keep it on the low
i really don’t remember what prompted it
…just like i don’t know what prompted him to SAY IT in our buddy chat a day later
i was like… really mofo? really?
he tried to be like, lolol no one’s gonna see or know
but i was already clicking the “delete from friends” button
1 800 GIRL BYE
like who cares if no one sees, what kind of blatant ass disrespect did you just throw at me? i told you to keep something private so it becomes your shitty public goonery?

few days later i met a mapler iRL for the first time
we just went to have lunch and chat
so i told HIM my name since it was a RL meeting, but again i said keep it on the low
and i told him about jason being a dick about the same info
and he told me
ugh
so jason took it harder than i thought?
like, he hit the vodka bottle hell hard and got FUCKED UP!
i was like well shit, didn’t think it would have THAT effect…

bwahahaha

but then he also said he was getting fresh with the Maple girls in his stupor
that i didn’t like at all, got pissed about that
in the end we hugged and made up and got along just fine
cos i refrained from telling him any personal details whatsoever
that’s apparently the key… lol

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like with all things, my maple days came to an end
i was the top in my class in my server
top female in my class in my game
but i just couldn’t, even logistically
most of my friends quit
the few that were left only wanted to play with their guildmates
i could only level by soloing with the aid of double exp cards which had preset slots
so i was paying to play 7-11pm every night after working 830-630
do you see the problem here?
it reached the point where i was throwing my life at a game that didn’t show me any love
i got nexon’d hard, they randomly banned my credit card/paypal
and refused to give me a reason or support
(but charging through Steam worked so… proof it was horseshit)
everyone was cheering for me to hit 200…
…but no one wanted to help
my single protege backstabbed me
(fuck you forever Straybird, you eternal trash… i know what fuckshit you did behind my back too, i have nothing but ill wishes for your punk bitch ass)
i came back after the game revamped to finish 200 and played again for a while
but stupid balancing updates… ruined my damn bandit.  bandit was the hardest class but easily the most fun… and they crushed my skillset.
plus as time passes the more my achievements are insignificant
no one cares about the first zakum speedrun, or the one party run, or the all girls run
the original horntail squad
etc…
i still like logging on and people going “OMG ITS THE BANDIT GOD, YOU’RE A LEGEND”
but do they know why anymore?

lemme wrap this up
when i made my guild i was at peace
no more stupid kids and their stupid whining
just a few chill, arguably mature friends
and then my friend comes with two kids in tow like HEY CAN WE ADD THEM? THEY GOT BULLIED BY OTHER GUILDS
i was really like ….. really?
how do i know they weren’t the bad guys first?
now i gotta babysit? TWO kids?
TUH… but he was my friend and we looked out for each other so i did it

turns out they were complete angels
and i love them forever
so i think i’ll send this to them
as i don’t think they know about all of my dumb antics in the game
i hope they laugh at my stupidity again…
listen! elle mama loves you! i’m so proud of you!

also LOL it’s my doing that Ievan Polkka is the Bera National Anthem. THE END!

Review: SUPER SONICO 10th Anniversary Another Creator Visual Fanbook

By popular demand (thank you IG friends), here’s the better-late-than-never artbook review of the “SUPER SONICO 10th Anniversary Another Creator Visual Fanbook“.

Fanbook Cover

This is the second Sonico fanbook published by Toranoana. The first one, SUPER SONICO Visual Fanbook vol. 1, was put out in December 2011 and came in regular (¥1143) and bonus (¥1905) versions. The bonus version came with a paper book sleeve, mousepad, and a “love note” from Sonico.

2017 Visual Fanbook next to 2011 Visual Fanbook

This book however, doesn’t have any special features besides being hardcover with a dust jacket. Physically, the book is solid quality.

Back cover

Actual cover inside dust jacket

Artist Index/Table of contents

So, about the contents. The bottom line is they’re ace. You get a healthy mix of:

Sonicos based on existing designs

New Sonicos

Scantily clad sonicos

Sayori!

Favorite.

Covered-up Sonicos

Summer Sonicos

Sweaty Sonicos

Cool ‘n’ cozy Sonicos

Pastel Sonicos

Shy Sonicos

Bold Sonicos

Slender Sonicos

EXTRA THICC Sonicos

And, even broken spine Sonicos!

Final verdict? Despite the original visual fanbook coming with a bonus edition, this book is still the better buy. The first VFB focused solely on summer/bikini Sonico fanart, whereas this one is more rounded and carries a much better variety of content. If you have to choose between the two I would definitely recommend this, but if you’re a hardcore Sonico fan… you already have both, don’t you?

Purchase info:
Toranoana ¥2000 // ON SALE October 2017
Available and well-stocked at the time of this post.
If sold out, Mandarake or Suruga-ya are recommended.

If you want Jaehee, just ask

Getting straight into it, recently there was a hashtag making the rounds on Twitter to confront Cheritz (creators of Mystic Messenger) about Jaehee and her lack of new CGs in the new Ray route and the erasure of her identity as a bisexual woman, which has been labeled as clear discrimination. Lemme break something down in three easy steps.

1. Cheritz never had to add a female partner in the first place.

I’m not sure how common it is to do so as this is my first time playing an otome game, but from what I can gather, it’s not at all common. So if anything, kudos to them for stepping outside the box.

2. Jaehee’s bisexuality isn’t a sure thing, and it’s only present in her route.

Think about this again. Jaehee shows no interest in woman outside of her route. Her interest in men is very clear, however. Had Jaehee been bisexual all along, she probably would have (a) shown it in other parts of the game and (b) entered a relationship with MC right away instead of asking for time to “explore the feeling” she’s having. And that’s totally okay. I’d be willing to bet that everyone who likes Jaehee as a partner doesn’t identify as bisexual/lesbian/etc. Believe me, I’ve been wanting the day where Jaehee gets fresh/sweet with me in the same manner that the other RFA guys do. But, had she done so it would have come off as unnatural considering the progression of her story. Not to mention that by offering a female partner, Cheritz dipping their toes in new waters, so who knows? People could have responded badly to a full romantic F/F scenario. It’s not gonna be everyone’s cup of tea (or coffee, since this is Jaehee we’re talking about). Which brings me to the last,

3. Don’t come for Cheritz like that

“We want to save V!” Granted. (Personally, ugh to V, but I like playing new MM stories, so)
“We want to save Saeran!” Granted.
Cheritz has most definitely been listening to their fanbase and responding and delivering. I think instead of accusing them of discrimination the better move would be to… ask for a romantic Jaehee scenario. They probably haven’t done so because people haven’t shown solid interest like they have with other ideas. I’ve seen more clamor for a Vanderwood route than I have for more Jaehee content. People react to/repost pictures of 707/Zen/Jumin more than they do Jaehee. If Jaehee is your Baehee then stan for her the right way instead of pointing (baseless, accusatory) fingers. Why would Cheritz throw their own character under the bus? Try again, my mystic friends. I believe you can turn it around and reach the Good Ending.

P.S. Jaehee singing that taco jingle warmed the mess out of my tiny metal heart.

Month in Offbeat Review: January

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Gonna try something a little different. If you know me from MFC you know my favorite habit is making “offbeat commentaries.” Let’s bring that back with this month in review.

1. Logan Paul

I’m only mentioning this because it fits in the monthly bracket – everything that had to be said has been said. Only thing I can think of that might be left is
a. If you’re supporting a guy who thinks making a “fun vlog” in a suicide forest is a good idea, re-evaluate.
b. I haven’t been following Logan at all, before or after this incident, and I’ll continue that trend. But “My name is not Jerome you stupid white motherf–” will be funny to me forever.

2. Aziz Ansari vs. whoever-the-fuck

The opinions on this were pretty dissenting and interesting but again, I rather not repeat what has already been said enough times. The (other) thing that bothered me about Grace’s story is this:

For Grace, the Golden Globes brought the events back to the forefront of her mind. “It was actually painful to watch him win and accept an award,” she said. “And absolutely cringeworthy that he was wearing the Time’s Up pin. I think that started a new fire, and it kind of made it more real.”
She told babe: “I believe that I was taken advantage of by Aziz. I was not listened to and ignored. It was by far the worst experience with a man I’ve ever had.”

…the fact that seeing him win an award on stage riled her up and that made her decide to out their situation. It made her whole hurt feel like it was turned into pettiness, to me. He made her feel extremely uncomfortable, forced. She told him and he accepted this and apologized. Uh, most women don’t even make it to that “open dialogue” part. Just saying, if there was a particular outcome or repentance she wanted she could literally have asked for it. If she felt like the world needed a warning he had plenty of other achievements along the way before winning an award (when his romance book made the bestseller list that might have been some interesting timing, just sayin’). He didn’t attack Grace or go on the defense, he didn’t threaten her being or her career. Last I checked no one reported a similar story about him. So what’s really good, Grace?

3. Erykah Badu and seeing the good in everyone

I actually wanted to write about this when the article dropped but again, I didn’t just want to puppet other responses so I waited it out. And… oh, nevermind. I was on a completely different page anyway. I think I get what she (meant to) say. However, I don’t know enough about Hitler outside of Nazism to use him as an example. So, Bill Cosby. Did he do good deeds in his life? Yes, undoubtedly. Did he do bad things, in his life? Yes, undoubtedly. Do the bad things outweigh the good? Most would undoubtedly say yes, as the combination of his sins and lack of admission or atonement has ousted him from the warmth of the circle. Do the bad things erase the good? No, they do not. There is no turning back time and painting the same history as a negative – or just nonexistent – because the present knowledge reveals the person to be bad. Is Ignition: Remix not a bop anymore because R. Kelly is a piece of shit? It still is, even if you delete it from your playlists and your hard drive and vow to never listen to it again. The reason why Hitler is a bad example is because he hit the scene being horrible – whatever good in him is already completely outshadowed by the present he created, to the point that, well, who would even know/get to hear about it? He could have been a brilliant artist and that achievement would, at best, be at the very bottom of the list below every other hideous thing he did and said.

With that said, is there anything wrong with seeing the good in someone bad? My take is no, unless you’re legitimately trying to mask that person’s crimes with what a good loving soul they are. Eh… is there need to elaborate on that with examples, or? And no, Erykah wasn’t trying to do that at all.

4. My hairdresser

Is wondering what the fuck happened to my edges. How am I supposed to explain a Red Velvet repackage album, a contender for R&B bop of the year, an emotional dragging appointment, and Cheritz blessing the whole MC fam like the based hackers they are? A moderate language barrier is at play.

5. SOTU

I’m hard pressed to find anyone I know who watched it.

Good job, y’all.