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BALVSAKLHASDFKJHSD!!!! by vince stephen

Anime nexpo yearxpo

 

    Well I completely and totally failed to get into the expo this year. I is my fault, my weak attempts gaining access were no match I figure. I knew It was going to be a down to the wire decision but I was confident that I would be able to attend. A super bum bummer but I did manage to snag some pictures that Ill through up during the article that will plain obviously, me bitching and complaining about all the stuff I missed.    

 

    As I watch from my apartment, all walks of Life from the full spectrum of anime fandom and community. Fans with T-shirts on, proudly display a subtle quip or ablatant title from one their most beloved shows. People with functional Cos play on, you know , jeans and a shirt but maybe the clothes are the same scheme as a character and they may brandish a replica of that characters weapon. Then you have the legit cos-play attendees, people that just bought tickets to the expo like most, but goes beyond detail or expense when it comes to their Cos Play.  

 

    I search the series of tubes formerly known as the internet for two straight days looking for someone willing to sell me a badge for a reason price and not using my own demand against me. I searched and I searched (craiglist and reddit)  to no avail. getting close on Saturday but not able to leave work soon enough to procure my badge. I knew there was a possibility of this happening if I did not register for the expo soon enough but not 2017, registering right now as a attendee just in case I can not get a press badge, time will tell.

 

    I think the coverage will have to rely on other sources that I can redirect you to like my Co-host YouTube page, it is just his name Quinton Weston. We also are releasing a podcast wrapping up his attendance and covering panels and things that hegot to experience. So stay tuned we may not have the most extensive coverage this year but, we are getting it together. The best coverage would be to fly or drive or walk your ass out here to southern California and attend the expo. 

 

        

  

Anime expo is on, not for me yet, but, man Im excited about! *howard dean scream

This is usually the best time to read my blogs for anime because of the anime expo

So excited t write and report what all I see this year at the anime expo, last year it was my first year at the expo and honestly, I only went on one of the days of the 4 day event that takes place literally across the street from my apartment. This year, since I am not getting press badges, again, I am pushing for two days which looks like it may be a go.

 

    The Co host for strangeillustratedpodcast, will be attending all 4 days but getting him to write anything, post on the site is the equivalent of doing it with your mind, actually eventually, if you keep at it...

 

 

    So I am on my own, for now, getting ready to delve into, no submerse myself into the anime world for a short time that exist at the L.A. convention center, then back to my version of reality. If I am so lucky I should be attending July the 3rd and 4th, full camera battery and energy drinks and probably some edible pot, yeah actually forget the other stuff, Ill just pay the co host to periscope it whist I sit in the apartment, surfing the edges of consciousness from the amount of pot I ingested, this is a plan. Knowing my luck he will forget to pull his phone out f his pocket or leave it on a table and someone else picks it up, now this guy not only stole a phone but is in control of the periscope feed.

 

    This must not happen, I will attend the final two days of anime expo 2016. I will document said events, and post them amongst my many platforms for soapboxing and social mediating. I am anticipating the cos-play costumes, the booths of handmade anime related items, drawings and paintings. Looking, just looking at the different character models and figurines, the cost of these particular items usually are in the, "high pitch quick yelp" price range so I mostly do not engage in the entertaining the sales people with my fake ass interest in a purchase, amazing artwork and beautifully sculpted figures however, please do not get me wrong.

 

 

    Well it is Saturday, and I have not got a badge yet, it is still early, hopefully I get the call by the end of the day today if not, the hunt is on for another. This is just an update post not really of any substance pertaining to the expo but I wanted to express my passions, my anime passions. I will see you all at the Anime expo Sunday and Monday hopefully and my next post should be fruitful with substance in the flavor of anime. So subscribe, stay tuned do what ever you do I will be back with more post throughout the site and stay close for anime expo coverage by strangeillustrated.com  

Anime Expo 'se

anime expo ' se  wriiten by Vince Stephen

anime expo se

 

 

Anime expo is around the corner and the excitement is crazy in my mind brain, and with E3 wrapping up, let the adult games that don't involve outright blatant penetration begin. I say it like that 'cause come on, its a anime con and lets face its the ainme stereotypical statistical jackpot, theres going to be nerds, weirdo's kooks, the kinky, the last two sound like bands so shout out kooks and kinky, ( I think they play at the roxy this weekend). point is, some people get off on anime and I am here to say, that's okay.

 

        They make it terribly difficult though, it is almost like they do not want you to get off why with the limited amount of panty shots and everybody is super pristine and beautiful. Have you ever watched anime and nothing specific but, one that has a person climbing out, from some building rubble, or being pull out, minimal scars, still beautiful, yeah, you'd fuck them, that's okay! because so would I. Anime is first and foremost probably one of the most creative outlets imaginable, limitless stories opportunities, and miles of possibilities. Writers and creators of anime are passionate and driven to

make these wonderful worlds come to life to help awaken the imagination inside us all. With all that said I would not be telling the truth or being honest with what anime also is. sexy as hell.

 

    When anime expo rolls around come july 1, I and a shit ton of other people will be excited to see what the latest innovations and styles are in anime and Japanese anime culture ,I separated the two for a reason, for one Japanese anime culture is more of a location thing that I do not think you fully understand unless you are there living within it, whereas anime culture world wide has been diluted as a result of getting anime to the masses, and that's okay too. I love and respect every culture and I think for me that is one of the reason why I like conventions in Los Angeles because you see all walks of life, big,tall,young and old come together for something that we agree we all love and respect. Sexy.Thoughtful.Anime. 

old and new blood::: the experiments

old and new blood is a short story I was writing but forgot about basically. I am uploading it here crowd sourcing reasons, if anybody wants to add to the story, you are more than welcome. Nothing is taboo, but nothing crazy offensive and if it makes sense or is a continuation of the original that is a plusy plus, well lets have shall we, enjoys.

 

 

OLD AND NEW BLOOD



Are we alone? The voice exclaimed

      "I think so" i answered. 

You think so? What the fuck does that mean?.... You think so!"   The man said irritated at the grace in which I describe the integrity of the situations security. After all, it is a seemingly empty alley, right? As I light a cigarette at the corner where the alley and the street light compromised to create this ominous location that the cars coincidentally accelerate past by quicker than usual. That is what I picked up in the few minutes standing here encapsulated in the shadows, cars beading through the damp streets waiting for the man to stop questioning my vernacular so we can get this deal done. 

 I raise my eyebrows and stare in his eyes.

" I'm alone" I lower one eyebrow and looked at him questionably .

He looks at me like I punched him in the face or something .

"You're a little fucking asshole", he said as he turned his attention to the alley and down towards the opposite end then back. 


      "Ok you got money ?!?" 

He said unassured. 

" of course" I said speeding the pace up due to the ominous factor stated before hand. He hands me what I came out there for. The thing that kept me in this dark alley for what seems like an eternality.  He fumbles through the black bag of money nervously as he looks around for any characters he deems suspicious.

" it's all hear, right?!? " he says as he looks around until are eyes meet. 


 I pause.


"Yeah!" I said annoyed at the obvious questions as he rustles through the bag of money. He nods, looks around one more time then looks at me, as he smiles I know this is one of these moments in a life were you are tested. Tested by the friction of existence, the human wager.

I sometimes feel like I think with a heavy resistance in my mind. My thoughts are quick and grey. My hands and nerves steady even in the composition of this direction my life is enveloped in. As he pulls this shiny metal object from his front of his jacket with a smile on his face. I think that's what pissed me off the most, he did not have to kill me. We could have went our seperate ways, went and bought whores, did some blow whatever, you know. This fucker was getting a kick out of ending my life, he wanted to kill me.

Stimulated by destruction on this level, I'll never understand it from a person that has been through trials. This man clearly has been through trials in his life.

His arm started to raise in a slow melodically fashion. I like to admire the determination of the human execution, when a person is really set on doing something and expects to finish. I could tell by the look in his eye as he swung his arm towards me that he had this planned out. The intention was read from the stillness of his eyes, the muscle around his eyes clutching his tortured observations. The whites of his eyes are red with old and new blood. You can tell it is not from the stress of killing me, there is a softness about them, his eyes. A complacent quality about them, like he has done this before, like he has done this before and I am not worth getting excited for. 

He is quick I suppose, at least quicker than most before him, just like the one before he won't stop until one of us is dead. His right arm a raises, I take hold of it with my extended  left arm. I could immediately tell that he knew he was in trouble, two rounds fire out from the shiny metal in in his right hand out of shear terror.  

He is reaching with his left arm towards my face with another object, another shiny object but it is sharp this time. I pull his right arm with my extended left arm with the same force as, let's say a horse would pull an empty bucket. His body, not being able to leverage the force
I generated, accelerated through air and out of the alley across the damp dark street nearly colliding with the the steel no parking sign on the other side of the road from the alley. It was only a half a click of a clock before his head crashed to the ground after his feet. Blood erupted from his head and face, his body grasping for reminence of life,twitched in error, in the darkness. 

I watched him fall to the ground across the street, I grabbed the package and picked the money up off the ground and left. For a second, I could not remember what I came there for.



    Then I remembered Angela, I met her at a truck stop on the way to Las Vegas. She was at one of those truck stops when I seen her that have a McDonald's and a gift shop and shit inside. She was buying cigarettes from a small store across from the food court. I noticed the length of her hair first. It traveled down her shoulders and arms, passed her neck and the tail of herspine , as it glowed gold through any spectrum of decent light. Her nose was pointed and strong, she got her fathers nose I assume or her mom got her fathers nose. Her front teeth showed through her slightly opened lips , she takes a breathe, bats her big eyes leading to my direction as she turns her head.

" Going to Vegas?" I stubbled through, even in this state girls still make me tingled all over when I meet them. I could tell she had a story. The visible part of her neck and chest where covered in tattoos. I see characters within the tattoos, but nothing that I can make out without focusing all my attention on her cleavage and making an educated guess as to what the covered part of the tattoo looks like. The only thing I can say for certain is the artist was very good. 

She looks me up and down.
" ...maybe..."
She smiles and says as she grabs her cigarettes and walks off. Her cut off shorts showcase her legs especially when she walks away. The indention, a feature of definition within a structurally sound aesthetically pleasing part if the body, was in her case unforgiving upon walking away. She gave on last look before she smiled and walked out the door.

I kept thinking to myself should I follow her out? Is that ok creepy? But it is a public place, well I guess if she gives me the " get away asscreep" I'll consider other options for companionship.