Thursday, November 17, 2011

The Frakkin' PMX 2011 Special!

Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh MAN. Pacific Media Expo this year was just amazing. This opinion may seem quite biased, but believe me when I say that it was nothing short of extraordinary for this Veterans Day Weekend.

So what're you waiting for? If you're reading this, then chances are that one of the following two things are true:
  1. You're reading this on the main page and have yet to click the "Please, Sir, May I Read More?" link that links you to the rest of the page.
  2. You're reading the whole entry from start to finish and you just so happened to start from here
If Option One is true: stop bantering on and click that link below already!
If it's Option Two and you're already on the entry's page: just keep reading.





Alriiiiiiiiiight! Let's get this party started! Gear up, get something to snack on or nurse your thirst, and prepare for what very well could be the biggest post of the year! (The pictures have nothing to do with that. ...really.)





CURRENT MUSIC:

(Author's Note: The music here does not necessarily have anything to do with Pacific Media Expo. Some of it did actually show up; some of it was played on WinAmp due to some influence (and partly inspired so) by some of the cosplayers I've personally run in to while there; some of it just helps set the mood. Even without reading the commentary, you can probably tell which is which. Just thought I'd let you know what's going on here today.)

Steve Jablonsky - "Arrival to Earth"
Transformers: The Score


To this day, I've yet to see any cosplayers portraying any sort of character from the Transformers franchise. Rather, just listen to the music and imagine it playing as you look at the hotel and the convention for the first time...


Bear McCreary - "Wander My Friends"
Battlestar Galactica: Season 1 Original Soundtrack


Signs of a great musical score include when a particular leitmotif is flexible enough to be used in other areas. The beauty of the Adama leitmotif used in Battlestar Galactica is that it works for situations that aren't just heartfelt moments. Obviously, it does the job well for them, but for other scenarios - say, a victory celebration or a honor-swelled farewell - it possess the rhythm for it as well.

"Wander My Friends" uses the Adama leitmotif to aurally commemorate the first (much-needed) victory the Humans have against the Cylons: a battle for an asteroid packed full of raw ores that can be processed into much-needed fuel. (I feel comfortable with explaining this spoiler because let's face it: a show where humanity loses every struggle against the Cylons doesn't make to be a popular idea.) I felt like playing this particular rendition of the Adama leitmotif because it fits the whole "Congratulations, PMX 2011" and "Farewell until next year, PMX" feelings that swelled up within me on Sunday night as I drove home.

So much emotion in this piece... in the Adama leitmotif. Maaan...


Martin O'Donnell and Michael Salvatori - "Released"
Halo 3 Original Soundtrack

Whenever I force myself to type something out that'll take me awhile, I turn to a "working music" playlist I have saved on WinAmp. Halo 3's "Released" is on here primarily because of its exploratory and "let's get to the nitty-gritty" sound. After all, this is the first track you hear when you finally have control of Master Chief in the first mission, so you need something that does that. This makes it fitting music for killing those slimy Covenant bastards and hammering out your term paper (or in this case: my blog entry) at the same time.





Good day, one and all, and welcome to a very special entry on The White Knight Chronicles! As always (unless hijacked), I'm your eccentric host Josh Blanco, and we're here today to relive one of the greatest weekends of my life this year: Veterans Day weekend at Pacific Media Expo 2011!





Explaining Pacific Media Expo
(Because I'm sure 97% of you are asking.)

Before I begin, I'm going to answer a question that a good portion of you are probably asking: "What (the frak) is Pacific Media Expo?"

Described by some of the higher-ups as "the crossroads of Asian pop culture," Pacific Media Expo (PMX) is an annual convention that showcases some of the many, many things going on in the entertainment world of the Pacific Rim. Ostensibly, Japanese animation (anime) is a focus, but other things are highlighted (perhaps even more so than anime) - music, films, television shows, fashion, cuisine, and (most importantly of all:) culture. With a little something for everyone who shows up, the young convention is sure to leave an impression with anyone who decides to visit.

(For those of you familiar with Anime Expo, think of that - except smaller, friendlier, and not just focused on anime.)

Interior shot of the LAX Hilton's lobby - now with cosplayers.
It's held every year at or around Veterans Day Weekend, and has primarily called the Los Angeles Airport Hilton its home (since five out of eight conventions has been held here, I'd say that's a safe statement to make).





Explaining Pacific Media Expo - Security
(The Big Bads Who Are Not So Bad)

PMX 2011 marks the fourth year I've gone to the convention, and it also marks the fourth year I've worked as part of the Security team. Despite the name, we're not super-serious about our jobs (unless we have to be), and it's actually quite easier (and safer) than what one may expect. Before I continue, I'll briefly go over the basic objectives that Security has to complete and go through:


Guest Service
By "Guest Service," I mean it in regards to helping the convention attendees akin to how a retail store worker helps out a customer (I mean "guest" - Target culture prefers that word over "customer," and after constant use and understanding, I've adopted the term as well). Simply put: we help guide the attendees around. We give them directions if they get lost, help deal with any potential disputes that may arise, and just make them feel welcome in the convention in general.

Now, depending on where a convention is being held, people with no association to the convention in question (read: "other people") may get curious and want to inquire about all the hullabaloo. (This is especially true for a convention held primarily in a hotel - PMX included.) When that happens, we'll be there to guide them out of restricted sections (which kinda sucks IMO - how else would one cure their curiosity?) and/or explain to them what we're all about.

After all: Security personnel are the ones with the most time interacting amongst the attendees, so we might as well be there for anyone if they ever need assistance of some kind.


Peace Bonding
Anyone who's ever attended some kind of convention involving cosplaying will know that cosplayers love their props. Depending on the character they're dressed up as, a person will end up carrying something associated with them. French maids and butlers will probably carry feather dusters and platters of tea; Pokémon trainers will have Pokémon plushies on their shoulders or Poké Balls clipped on their belts; wizards and witches from the world of Harry Potter will have a wand and maybe a Nimbus 2001.

Then there are those cosplayers who bring in more... let's say "sensitve" material. Weapons. Fake explosives. That sort of thing. PMX is pretty lax when it comes to weapons props, but of course to ease the minds of the venue staff, we still check them to make sure they're safe and totally unable to kill anyone. (I mean, you could try very hard, but by then it's a little too obvious...)

Spot the zip-tie!
So, we "peace-bond" - mark the weapon prop with something easily visible (such as zip-ties) to alert both the convention staff and the venue staff that (barring a very proactive method,) the prop is safe to carry around the convention grounds.


Line & Crowd Control
Like any typical convention, Pacific Media Expo has its fair share of featured and notable Guests of Honor (GoH) that either host a few panels and/or give a presentation or show of some kind. Depending on how famous and/or popular these notable people are, the amount of attendees wanting to visit their panel(s), presentation(s), or show(s) could be a high number that may or may not either be a fire hazard or incite some kind of mob mentality. Some people relax and block off fire exits. Others will bum-rush a concert stage en masse hoping to get in contact with a certain performer. And then my favorite: dealing with people with not-so-ethical methods of holding spots in line for others.

As such, we as Security make sure to prevent such things from occurring by arranging and relocating crowds to ease congested areas (which in turn allows both convention and venue traffic to get by easier), pacifying any would-be overtly angry/excited attendees, and forming official lines for events so that we don't have to deal with the inevitable scenario of one person holding a spot for about ten.


VIP Escort
Someone's gotta make sure the Guests of Honor get to their rooms or events alive and in one piece (and preferably with the same amount of blood and sanity they possessed prior to the convention).

That's where Security comes in. (Gee, what a surprise.) We block off staircases and elevators to be used to quickly shuttle any GoH from "Point A" to "Point B," make sure no enraged/enraptured attendee gets close, prevent the camera/camcorder-equipped from getting any shots off (if the GoH in question or their support staff say so, of course), and pretty much anything that may interfere with the Guests of Honor's experience at the convention.





And now that that's out of the way, let's go ahead and see what exactly happened that made me feel so elated that I could've died happy right there...






The Story You've All Been Waiting For
("Transcending history and the world, a tale of souls and swords, eternally retold.")

So where to begin, where to begin...? I have to admit right now that I may have already forgotten how some things went - all I remember for some of the many, many events that occurred was a high amount of elation and glee. After all, this entire convention was a menagerie of intrigue and delight.

I'm supposed to say something demeaning here - like a sarcastic thanks - to the guy who left me this white elephant after I was told to do an ultra-hyper-mega-super-zone of the entire toys and sporting goods department.
As most of you knew, before Friday, November 11, I was stuck at work for seven straight days doing nothing but work. Those seven days took a toll on me - while it didn't seem apparent, it definitely made a negative impact on my writing on here (only two posts seemed decent enough to warrant some kind of merit). Quite frankly, I was getting tired of working - it was all boring.


PMX Day One - Friday, November 11

Then Friday began. I picked up my friend (who was also staffing Security) and while on the way to Los Angeles I got pulled over by CHP. As I mentioned on Friday, the whole ordeal went without incident (though my friend decided to "lament" about it on Facebook). However, this little side moment did make us arrive at the Los Angeles Airport Hilton somewhat late.

This photograph was NOT doctored.
...or so we thought. We arrived at (believe it or not:) 1111 hours... on November 11. PMX didn't officially start until noon. We were pleasantly surprised. So we checked in with PMX's Convention Operations staff (a.k.a.: Con Ops - the command staff), checked in with the LAX Hilton, brought our stuff to our room, and prepared to start our jobs as Security personnel by preparing our "combat" rigs.

And the best way to do it? With an automatic weapon. And a bayonet. At the same time.
It's been a long and upstanding "tradition" that I "play the part" of Security and be prepared to fend off anyone that may threaten or "threaten" the safety and security of PMX, its guests, its staff, and its attendees. So I play the role of the "serious" Security guy - the guy who knows he looks silly and doesn't give a frak either way, because he's here to have fun just like everyone else.

As soon as we got there, we were greeted with a very large line of people waiting for the Registration department to open their doors. It was 1145ish; Registration was set to open at noon. Then I remembered another long and upstanding "tradition" of PMX: Registration gets hit with a severe case of Murphy's Law at the last possible second and gets royally frakked.

It did - we found out that some of the computers used (namely, the ones handling the people registering at the con as opposed to those who pre-registered online) crashed. I'm not talking about a "BSOD and reboot" crash; nor am I talking about a "'0x000m0000a.exe' has caused an illegal error in '0x000m0000a.exe' and must be closed. The system must be formatted." kind of crash. I'm talking about a crash so bad that they had to go through every line of programming code to make sure the whole system worked.

I won't bore you with the details - the three-hour wait some of them had to endure was full enough of boredom already. As such, I ended up trying to keep up the spirits of those who seemed like the wait was going to be for-frakking-ever, and I chit-chatted with everyone in line. We had a few laughs, so I guess it was okay.

We were manning those lines for God-knows-how-long, and as a result we got hungry. Badly. So, after we got done with our excruciatingly long shift, we went back up to our hotel room and ordered ourselves some pizza.

Pizza A?
My friend got one with bacon, pepperoni, and cheddar cheese...

Or Pizza B?
...while I got a pseudo-"Philly Cheese Steak" via philly steak, green peppers, and provolone cheese. 'Course, it was only after we made our order that I found out Domino's already offered a Philly Cheese Steak pizza, but eh - who cares? Pizza's pizza, and it was gooooooooood.

After some time relaxing and digesting our pizza (mind you, we didn't eat all of ours in one sitting), we headed back down to the con to work line security at Richard Epcar's roast. After it began I split off to help do line security for the concert featuring Japanese visual kei band D.


Now, you probably just said something similar to "What." in regards to who D are. No, this wasn't a typo; and no, this wasn't a grammatical mistake. They're called "D."

To help familiarize yourselves with this section, I've constructed this handy little "introduction" to the terms in the above paragraphs that may not have made any sense to you. (Thanks, Wikipedia.)

visual kei:
Literally translating to "visual style," visual kei is a Japanese music movement. Characterized as a sort-of aural fusion between glam rock, metal, and punk (and to some, melodic rock with metal), the movement combines elements of the aforementioned music with a visual flamboyancy - makeup, (overly) elaborate hairstyles and costumes, and in some cases: androgynous aesthetics. These aesthetics are so well-done that guys will look like girls and girls will look like guys. If done well enough, then even people who listen to visual kei can be confused when first seeing an artist.

D:
One of the many visual kei bands from Japan. That is exactly how you spell their name - just a capitalized "D" and nothing more. It's a royal pain-in-the-ass to Google 'em for anything.

From left to right:
Hide-Zou (guitar), Tsunehito (bass), Asagi (vocals), Ruiza (guitar), Hiroki (drums)
Now that that's out of the way, D was the music guest of honor for PMX 2011. They put on two shows: one on the 11th and the other on the 12th.


I'm going to be honest: I was tired and in need of food and sleep. So, during the whole time I spent either managing the line of people waiting to see D or roaming around to make sure people elsewhere weren't causing a ruckus, I think I may have forgotten a large chunk of that night. (This wasn't said to make it look like I'm saving time typing this post... no, why would I do something so underhanded like that?)

So after the concert and after-show autograph panel ended (around midnight-ish), I decided to call it a (long) day and retired to my hotel room to catch up on sleep.



PMX Day Two - Saturday, November 12

...only I couldn't get any sleep, "because the one thing more reliable that symmetry is irony." Mind you, it wasn't because of the fact that I was sleeping on the floor or on the chair - it was because of my Disneyland High. I mean, look at that post's timestamp - 7:38 AM. I was up since 5:30. I was just that excited to be at the con and work Security, I guess.

I did it! I got an A! I mean, we're called "A-sians," right?
Of course, me being up that excruciatingly early didn't all go to waste - in the downtime between being unable to sleep and not having a scheduled shift, I ended up playing StepMania and finally did what I set out to do a week ago: get an "A" rank on Lady Gaga's "Telephone."

So after accomplishing that and taking a shower, I went down to the hotel lobby. It was about 0830ish at the time (I like long, warm showers - sue me), and there were already people mulling about. I ran into some Security guys who were wondering why I was up (I wasn't scheduled for anything until 1500), and I just explained how I couldn't sleep while we went to the coffee shop inside the lobby.

After splitting off, I decided to do a recon of Registration and see if it was going to be just as bad as Friday. Fortunately, it wasn't - there were five people sitting down next to the doors, lined up and patiently waiting for 0900 (the time Registration opens). Whoo-hoo - not so chaotic.

Because I'm that famous and awesome.
So I roamed around and just helped people out as the day began and PMX continued. I knew it was going to be a great day because there was a second convention of sorts going on - and it was all about ME!

I roamed all over the place, checking on attendees, looking at random places, and even had an accidental firefight against some steampunkers and some guys from UBCS while they were "patrolling" the con for zombies. Then I got hungry. I looked at my watch and it told me it was about 1315. Wow - time flew by fast. It was at that time where some of the staff told me of a food truck that was visiting the LAX Hilton at the time. Piqued, I decided to check it out. Now, what was this mystery food truck, you ask?

"Clever girl." ...I mean pun.
Truck Norris. I frak you not with the name. A little food truck servicing us with Hawaiian and Filipino grub? AWESOME. This makes me wonder why we don't get awesome food trucks like this out here where I live.

Food truck lines - now featuring cosplayers!
So, after deliberating in line over what to get, I decided on getting a Short Rib Burrito.

Short rib meat "chopped and served in a corn tortilla with cabbage dressed in a honey chipotle aiole topped with a kim chi salsa."
...oh, maaaaaaaaaaan, I was in heaven.

After making my stomach super happy I kept roaming around until it was 1500. Originally, my friend and I were scheduled to work security. Then I got news that I was to work more lines - this time, managing an interview panel featuring D.

After that was done, I was free to roam around until D's concert began at 2000. During my free time I spent it talking with a bunch of writers at a fanfiction panel. Much to the hostess' surprise, there were a decent amount of guys present - guys normally don't write fanfiction, but I guess the guys in there (along with myself) were an exception. After that was over I went over to the "Artist's Alley," a section PMX hosts every year where yearning artists go showcase their work and sell any wares they might have with them. Lots of talented people there who I need to check out on deviantArt and what not.

Then the D concert came, and I was told that I'd be up at the pit. In the four years I've staffed as PMX Security, I've never actually done live concert security - I've always managed lines and checked for badges/tickets at the door. That changed this night.

Now, using a crude schematic made by me in MS Paint, let me show you how things were organized.

Everything was supposed to be okay.
As noted by their Logo, D would be on a risen stage (with boundaries of said stage marked by the black lines). VIP ticket holders would be in a roped-off section (indicated with red) about two feet from the stage, and the press would be able to have seats next to the VIP areas. Behind all of them were all the general admission seats and standing room. Green "X's" mark where Security personnel were deployed (I'm the circled X at stage right). The in-between space between the stage and VIP sections was our "pit" of sorts, where both PMX's and D's official media crews could get photos and video of the performance and where Security could go in in case the VIP attendees got a little too out of hand.

D did a pretty damn good job, I'd say. I went in to this con not knowing who they were, and after the concert, I told myself I'd look them up - I'm always in need of someone new to listen to. The crowd (barring one or two overly-ecstatic fans) seemed pretty under control as well, I thought.

BUT SOMETHING WENT TERRIBLY WRONG.
...I shouldn't have thought that. After D's encore performance, they began to go over and reach out to the fans in the VIP area. Now, they had been doing that occasionally throughout the whole concert, so at first we thought it was okay. However, the loud screams of joy the crowd was giving off masked the fact that they were pulling D into the crowd. Add the fact that D didn't seem to mind all that terribly much (hey, you gotta enjoy the love, right?) and the even more alarming fact that fangirls were pulling D... and you got a situation on our hands.

The front section of VIP attendees charged forward to reach out in the hopes of making physical contact with the visual kei band. Almost simultaneously, the rear parts of the VIP (along with the standing people in General Admission) broke through the roped-off area and added even more pressure to the crowd up front. Security (along with one of PMX's main photographers) ended up jumping in and pushing the mob back. At my part of the crowd, the rope still held (somewhat), so I ended up pulling the rope to secure that section while another Security team member charged in front and pushed them back (simultaneously helping me pull the rope back). It was almost absolute chaos, but eh - it was fun. Totally don't want to relive that part, though.

After the concert, I was told that my friend and I would be part of the escort team to get D out of their post-show autograph session. Our part: secure an elevator, bar anyone from using them, and hold it until D shows up from an undisclosed route to shuttle them up to their room.

As we waited at the floor we were posted at, I remember thinking to myself: "Hey, this was technically a rock concert, so where's my obligatory and complimentary contact high?" No sooner did I finish that sentence that a group of people who reeked (heavily) of marijuana show up to take an elevator down. Hell, that entire floor smelled of marijuana, which makes me wonder just how many rock fans did we have at this con (or, was there a secret 420-friendly "convention" going on somewhere else?)

I shrugged it off after D - now armed with a cake and a giant greeting card - showed up and took the elevator we held for them. It was funny - D's roadies said a group of fans presented Hide-Zou with them in regards to his upcoming birthday. Amusing.

Everything tastes better after midnight. Everything - including cardboard pasta and semi-dry salad and bread. (Don't get me wrong, though: it was pretty decent. I think this was from the LAX Hilton, but I don't know...)
I don't remember much after that - because honestly, I was dead tired after all that. It was about 0100ish. According to my friend, I was given some leftover spaghetti and pasta, downed it to get some energy back, went up to my room, and then literally fell face-first onto my bed...



PMX Day Three - Sunday, November 13

...where I came to at about 1000 hours. My friend and I went down to Registration (where we were assigned that day), only to find that they didn't even need anyone there. There was, like, two people at most at any given time.

So I spent the day roaming around - talking with attendees, peace bonding things, eating some leftover pizza (that stuff lasted well until the afternoon), and browsed through more stuff at the Artist's Alley.

Then I came across a little table worked by a group known as We Heart Japan, a charity organization created after the events of the earthquake that hit the Land of the Rising Sun and founded by Asian artists and entertainers who have personal connections to Japan. To my surprise I met a familiar celebrity I had already met once before: Stephanie Sheh.

Pictures with celebrites are always fun.
Now, to those of you who knew of my escapades and adventures long before I began The White Knight Chronicles, that name may seem familiar - particularly if you're aware of my work and association with PMX years prior to this one. (If not, that's okay.) For those of you who don't remember or don't know (or just don't care about my involvement in PMX - which seems mean of you to admit), Stephanie Sheh is an American voice actress who's primarily lent her voice to various dubbing roles in anime. Her vocal credits include (but aren't limited to):
  • Mikuru Asahina (The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya)
  • Hinata Hyuga (Naruto)
  • Orihime Inoue (Bleach)
  • Guu (Haré+Guu) (under the alias "Jennifer Sekiguchi")
For those of you who did find her name and PMX being in the same sentence to be familiar, then good - she was actually an guest at last year's 2010 Pacific Media Expo in Pasadena.

"To Josh: 'That's classified.'"
She recognized the bag and her signature on it (she told me she liked my bag =D), and we began talking (along with her friends) about We Heart Japan and some other stuff. Afterwards, I donated some cash, asked for a picture (the one two pics above), and bid them all farewell.

Afterwards, I attended an autograph panel featuring Tsuyoshi Nonaka. For those not in the know (which is just about all of you), he is a mecha designer who has worked in various anime series and (due to that,) one of the big names in the Japanese toy company Bandai for over 20 years. He is perhaps best known for his work in the Kamen Rider and Metal Hero series, provided designs for the Japanese versions of Transformers (G1 stuff at least, mind you), and is lauded as the lead designer for the Super Sentai series (known in the English-speaking world as the Power Rangers franchise).

Now, the crazy part about attending the autograph panel (along with about 15 other people) was that he wasn't technically doing autographs. I mean, yes: he was signing autographs, but anybody can do that. Nope - he went ahead and did more than sign pieces of paper...

No frakkin' way...
That's right: he sketched us stuff. With Sharpies. In the snow. Uphill. Both dimensions! When the line heard of that, they instantly grabbed large pieces of cardstock or archive paper (both almost readily available from the many artists present at PMX) and came back, ready to see what he could do. We all conversed and had fun with the whole thing - from waiting in line to watching Nonaka sketch out pretty much anything we asked of him from anything he's worked on.

For me, I'll be honest: I don't know much of the Kamen Rider and Metal Hero series, but I did know some Super Sentai and a decent portion of Transformers. So after deliberating on what to have him sketch for me (my original plan was to politely ask "Can you surprise me?"), I settled on...

Hint: he's a Transformer!
...Starscream. Nonaka himself was surprised at my choice - he told me he hadn't drawn Megatron's second-in-command in years (I think he said about twenty-five). After about five minutes of watching with excitement and conversing with some of the others in the room, he presented me with the finished result. I say he did quite well with sketching the Decepticon. (And HOW.)

With that, we all looked at the clock and noted that it was 1800ish - an hour until PMX officially ended. People rushed off to do various things - get packed, get one more hour of karaoke in (we have a dedicated Karaoke room every year), talk with people, drink, relax... whatever.

I spent that hour roaming around and talking with some other Security staff and one attendee. Afterwards, we all headed to the post-PMX "Con Gripe," where we discussed various pros and cons of this year's convention. Then the staff got together to celebrate a job well done... with Chinese food and swag. WHOO!

"VODKAAAA~!"

There was even a panda walking around the celebration!

Throughout the party, PMX staffers were invited to sign this daruma that commemorated 2011's con.

D apparently signed it...

...as well as Tsuyoshi Nonaka...

...and even George Takei (who was a guest panelist on Friday - details below)!

This led to the conclusion that autographs weren't technically "necessary" - just add-ons.

Just some of the (free) swag I got at PMX 2011.
And with the party heading to a close, we headed home... but not before getting stuck dealing with parking issues from the Hilton. Fortunately the guys in charge were kind enough to get them settled (which automatically makes "LAX Hilton > Pasadena Hilton" true in terms of how awesome the staff is).

*sniff* I can't wait until next year now...





The List of Things I Missed That You've Been Waiting For
(Because not everything can roll in your favor.)

Now, I'm only one person, and as such, there was going to be a multitude of events going on at PMX at the same time. I can't attend 'em all, either due to me being on duty somewhere else or another event that I want in on at the same time.

Here's just a bit of the things I missed out on that I wish I didn't miss out on:


Allegiance panel featuring George Takei
A brief history lesson for those of you who either aren't World War II buffs like me, simply didn't get a decent education, or don't live in the United States:

After the events of Pearl Harbor, the American government forcibly relocated and interred over 100,000 Japanese Americans and people of Japanese descent. (There were other races hit, but the Japanese were the majority.) Spread out amongst ten relocation centers, the Japanese spent several years isolated from the rest of the world asking themselves what did they ever do to deserve to be in a situation like they were in.

Now, I've been familiar with this shameful internment process. I read Farewell to Manzanar in elementary school and usually call out people who believe America was just kick-ass awesome and totally noble during World War II. (From a military standpoint, it was; from an internal one...) However, I can safely say that I've never heard of any sort of talk about the Japanese internment in musical format.

Enter Allegiance, an upcoming musical set for a world premiere in 2012. "They took everything but our dignity" - that's one of the taglines for this upcoming musical, and in my opinion it also serves as a shared thought amongst the many Japanese (Americans) who were interred. From the site itself:
"Allegiance is an epic story of love, war and heroism set during the Japanese American internment of World War II, following the story of the Omura family in the weeks and years following Pearl Harbor, as they are relocated from their home in Salinas, California to the Heart Mountain internment camp in the wastelands of Wyoming."
That caught my eye when I was going over the list of things going on in PMX. There was a panel at 1700 on Friday, and at the time, I was on duty. Which sucked, because not only did Allegiance seem to be something I'd probably watch, but George frakkin' Takei was there.

*foams at mouth* WHY WAS I ON DUTY AT THE TIME!?

To be fair, the Allegiance panel was a last-second addition to the schedule this year, so as such, I didn't hear about it actually being live until a few hours after I had checked in the Hilton. All I rememberd prior to showing up were a few rumors about Takei being there, but to actually be hosting a panel (along with other Allegiance production staff)? Damn; just my luck for me to be working.

Someone remind me to keep tabs on Allegiance. If they have a show out here on the West Coast (they may not; they're planning on hitting Broadway), I'm going to want to see it.


The Roast of Richard Epcar
Richard Epcar is a voice actor who's had numerous roles in anime and video games. His most-known roles include (but obviously aren't limited to):
  • Batou (Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex)
  • Dong Zhou (Dynasty Warriors)
  • Ansem, Seeker of Darkness (Kingdom Hearts)
  • Ziggy (Xenosaga games)
Anyway, on Friday night, a panel of veteran voice actors from the anime community got together to roast him Dean Martin style. I had to help manage the line for that, and right after everything was settled I was pretty much called off to help with the D concert going on downstairs.

Well, apparently from what I heard I missed out on a lot of laughs (I mean a lot), and comedy's always been one of my favorite things to enjoy. Plus, I've never really attended a roast before. I know it's one of my deep-seated dreams to be famous enough to get roasted, but... until that day comes, I guess all I can do is visit roasts if I ever get the chance.

Or, you know, watch a YouTube video of the roasted person in question "strike back" with his own rebuttals. =P





The Cosplay Photos You've All Been Waiting For
(Because people paid me to get them photos. Not really, but still.)

Since I was on duty a good amount of the time I was at Pacific Media Expo, I didn't have many free opportunities to seek out any particular cosplayer I ran into to get perfect shots or what not. That, coupled with the fact that I was using my phone to snap the photos, meant they weren't going to be the best, but eh. Whenever an opportunity presented itself, I took my chance and got some pics.

So, to close this massive entry properly, here's some of the many pictures of cosplayers I ran into!

Alucard (Castlevania: Symphony of the Night)
This lady here in my opinion won the unofficial "Best PMX Cosplay of the Year" award that I'd give out. Amazing detail and workmanship - when I first spotted her, I could've sworn I was looking at what Castlevania's Alucard would look like in real life...

Old Snake (Metal Gear Solid 4: Guns of the Patriots)
Remember how I said people had to wait for-frakking-ever back on Friday for Registration? Snake here is living proof of how long those poor souls had to wait.

Bridget (Guilty Gear)
Some people waited so long that their parents had time to scar their lives up. Permanently. Bridget included.

Team Rocket (Pokémon)

Team Rocket was present to cause mayhem for us Security folks. By my counts, there were about six grunts, one Cassidy, and two James. Yeech - not a good day for any Pokémon trainers out there, because they were jacking Pokémon left and right.

Gary Oak (Pokémon)
Fortunately, we were backed up by some formidable trainers who came anyway - including an artist who cosplayed as Gary Oak, Ash Ketchum's longtime rival.

Trolls - Photo by Shannon Cottrell
But to tell you the truth, I think Team Rocket was just straight trolling the convention, much like these guys here.

Photo by Shannon Cottrell
When the going went tough, sometimes we needed some backup. In case of swine-based kidnappings, this guy offered to help...

Umbrella Biohazard Countermeasure Service (Resident Evil)
...as well as UBCS, who claimed to be here on "peacekeeping duties." *scoffs* Yeah, right.

Chris Redfield & Leon Kennedy (Resident Evil)
Even though Chris and Leon were there to assure me that UBCS would behave, I had an inkling that they didn't.

Albert Wesker (Resident Evil)
Indeed, things got out of control when they sighted their target: Albert Wesker!

Kitana (Mortal Kombat) - Photo by Kristopher Zoleta
When they got out of hand, I had to make sure that I taught them a lesson. One of the best way to humiliate a guy, I think? Have a girl kick their collective asses. And who better than Mortal Kombat's fan-wielding Kitana?

Chun-Li & Cammy (Street Fighter)
Of course, after attendees heard that Kitana was in the con, other brawlers came in flying out of nowhere. Chun-Li and Cammy, working together on a joint assignment to defend their spots in Artist's Alley, swooped in...

Akuma (Street Fighter)
...as well as Akuma, who probably just glided in in contrast. It was almost like magic.

Black Mage (Final Fantasy)
And speaking of magic, we had the master of dark spells present at the con with us: Black Mage!

"Chef Mage"
And with him: his lesser-known counterpart, Chef Mage!

Sailor Pluto (Sailor Moon)
Things got so bad that we had to call in the magical girl squad. Sailor Pluto was the first to assist.

Major Zero (Metal Gear Solid 3: Snake Eater)
Of course, it turned out that their commanding officers were absent, so Major Zero stepped in, assumed command, and made everyone stop fighting. Phew.

Two Assassins ready to kill somebody... (Assassin's Creed)
I'd say more, but I need to hide - word on the street is that my life is wanted.

Deadpool (Marvel Comics)
And now Deadpool is going to pull the plug on this entry. Y'know, because he's insane. And because this entry got a little too silly.





Until the 'morrow, everyone! Hope you enjoyed this fantabulous detail-filled entry!

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