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Tuesday, December 9, 2008
LOL?

Last Saturday I took up an assignment which required me to cosplay as the S2 priest for a roadshow at Takashimaya. For 2 days @ 4 hours each, the organizers gave me an Xbox 360 Pro. That's not too difficult just standing around posing for pictures and minding the other cosplayers, or so I thought. What I didn't expect was that I had to contend with:

1. An outdoor roadshow. I was practically melting in the outfit.

2. Douchebags who tug at the wings. It's fucking annoying.

3. A security guard who kicks up a fuss about shoppers taking pics when I step indoors to cool off during my break. No pics indoors he says, but I can't control that (tell that to the shoppers not me) and people are taking pics of the fucking Xmas tree indoors anyway and I'm standing next to the damn tree. Civic Plaza belongs to Takashimaya and the organizers are renting space from Takashimaya so what gives?

4. A psycho stalker. It is hard to forget a conversation such as this.


Stranger: Miss! Miss! Hi!
Me: Hi.
Stranger: Miss! Miss! I want to say I said hi.
Me: Er... hi.
Stranger: Miss, do you have Facebook? Can I add you as friend? I want to make more friends. If I add you as friend, can I ask you come out next time?
Me: Err...
Stranger: I have write my confessions on Facebook. I want to be truthful then you can earn my trust.
Me: Err... okaaaaay...
Stranger: I have many unhappiness cos I have 2 friend on Facebook but both die already. One went crazy...
Me: Uh huh... *raises eyebrows* (Like WTF?)
Stranger: And the other one got murdered by terrorist.
Me: Mnnnmmfftt... *turns away and /facepalms trying very hard not to LOL*

Half hour later, he returns.

Stranger: Miss, Miss, I am very honored to be your friend.
Me: *forcing a smile* Ah yes yes. (I must be looking like a fucking idiot but I was too stunned for words)

He goes on to stalk the Blood Elf cosplayer.

Stranger: Miss, Miss, of the 3 of you all, I like you the most.
BE Cosplayer: Erm mm... errm...
Stranger: Cos you dress very royal, red & gold colour.
BE Cosplayer: Mmrm... err... mm...
Stranger: You got Facebook?
BE Cosplayer: No.
Stranger: Then how to contact you?

He goes on to bug her for a picture together. Upon seeing this, the Lich King & I turn around & walk away hurriedly in the opposite direction, but he chases after me and requests for a picture. I grudgingly obliged. I looked around for Lich King & sees him lumbering away into the distance. Damn... I have never seen him walk so fast with all the armour in the whole of the afternoon.

Stranger: *chasing after Lich King* Man! Man! I want to take picture with you!

The Lich King continues walking away quickly, his shin guard drops onto the floor in the process but he still continues walking. The stranger runs after him and tugs him on the shoulder. I could see Lich King lose his balance a little & I grabbed him and pulled him forward. I could hear him cursing under the helm but he too was cursed to take a picture with the forsaken.

The stranger comes back to me again some time later and holds up a cell phone to my face.

Stranger: This is my number. If you want, you can give it to the other 2 also. Will you all be here tomorrow?
Me & BE: NO!

He loiters around the place until the late afternoon then I got off work & left the place. Good luck to Bob the Builder, Optimus Prime & Ben Ten.


At least I got a pic with Optimus.

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