This is an extremely long post but will also double as a Community Impressions Post and how I feel about the over all direction of where we're going as an over all group.


So I survived a 72 hour murder shift where I literally did not fucking sleep and was bitched out by my wife for not sleeping while inducing a fatal amount of ego death.

Thursday :

Extremely fucking tiring. Getting out of Columbus was fine but I was kind of pissed that priority boarding for first class was instead replaced with an extremely cucked and bourgeois system known as Clear, where only the filthy rich and pozzed can get through fast. It was fine until I realized I wasn't able to fucking eat until I got to Texas due to the only food place being opened, a fucking StarBucks taking fucking forever due to every normie wanting a smoothie at 4 AM in the morning. Atlanta Hub was bullshit. We got delayed on our arrival by like 20 minutes due to Monsoon season and it resulted in literally 10 minutes where Jugnel and I had to run through the entirity of fucking Atlanta to get to our flight. Day Drinking begins at 7 in the morning because I had already lost all control of my life. We get to Austin, get the car, and then realize that now that we're DRIVING and not fucking taking a Lyft everywhere that the road system is extremely good on paper, but extremely retarded in practice. Like the city was fucking made by some retard who played Cities skylines once, forgot that Diamond Interchanges are extremely useful for a high volume city.

Anyways, so after wandering through HEBS and taking multiple pictures of Manmade Consumable horrors, we attempted to go to a Hookah Cafe only to find out that it only exists in name only. So we checked in early, and found out that our room got upgraded to a much more comfortable and appealing 2 bed room, one living room, 2 bathroom suite. This would come into play later as I get to literally mating press the rrat, AND we had established my room as the defecto Guild Hall for the weekend. It was interesting though, it was only 6 months since the first CCTX and a few folks actually recognized me because I didn't fucking cosplay last time. I intended to change that this con though (More on that as the story goes on.)


So I took a nap and by that point, Rhyse, his wife, Kronometri and Ayakuu had showed up. We were all pretty hungry so we stopped by What a Burger because none of us have ever actually had What a Burger outside of me, once.

That went by pretty good until we met the world's most autistic wagie. So I initially thought the Wagie was fanboying over Kronometri's Kiryu Coco Patch on her jacket until he pointed out that Rhyse was wearing a Kingdom Hearts Jacket. It pretty much boiled down to a Wagie trying to fight me for 30 minutes straight while going "HEY YOU KNOW WHO I THINK SHOULD BE IN SMASH?" and me roasting the dude for being a bad employee. We also witnessed an old lady have a mental breakdown over losing her kid when she was literally sitting in a corner dicking around with an iPad.

That's the What a Burger Incident, and probably a really strong memory for most of the guildies who came on Day 0. (We didn't do a Day -0 and that's because I thought things wern't going to be busy, as you'll find out later, not the fucking case.)


So we pretty much all did our grocery shopping at the HEBS I was just at and had a fair amount of drinks, fruits, and alcohol. It's always interesting that during con season you find various weeaboos shopping at the same place for party supplies. This would result in me going "OH GEE, LOOK, ANOTHER WATER PARK CONVENTION ENJOYER" which got a pretty good laugh out of a majority of the strangers who were there for Colossalcon aside from the usual Blue haired Zoomer. But those fucks will be a reoccuring theme of "No Fun Allowed, give me positive feedback only."

Anyways by this point there were only two members missing, PoisonedRRat, my Wife who got her flight delayed, and Pingwhuu.

Because I want to omit a lot of the personal dealings of my wife and I to myself, the short end of the stick is that she booked the wrong fucking hotel and I had to bail her and her brother out from literally a Ukraine Refugee camp because she was a dumb bitch who couldn't fucking read.

Bonus points ; We ran into my ex several times who had gained COVID weight and kept getting mogged by an extremely tiny but fashionable, Gothic Latina.

Pingwhuu arrived late Thursday but no one had the door opened for him. Thankfully Rhyse and his wife kept him company, which I was fucking greatful for. I wish I had more energy to be more friendly though, by that point I was emotionally, physically and mentally drained.

That's Thursday Night.