Whoo, I actually got back to this! I had to wait for Youtube to make the leap from 10 minute limits to 15. I also had to wait for my brain to stop spinning, and take my finals, and move out of my apartment, drive five hours from Tallahasse to Atlanta and figure out how to work Windows Movie Maker but finally! More Saturday!
Saturday was a crazy day you guys. A crazy day that started at 5 in the AM where I actually got up and blew my hair dry and put in my contacts because hey, you never know who you could run into(and you could get your freaking picture thrown up all over the interwebs *sigh) and trotted the mile-ish through San Diego to the convention center to wait in line for the Spotlight on Gerard Way panel. Oh yeah. Loyalty. Less than some though because by the time I got there Jessa, who I met in line the day before, was already there. And had been since 4. Clearly she loves GWay more than me, i needed those 2 hours. But yay, new friends! Thats one of my favorite things about ComicCon, the random new people you meet and get to know standing in line together for four hours. For there are no friends like stuck-together-for-hours friends. I actually dont remember everyone's name, but this group? We are the ladies who got in line at the ass-crack of dawn. So naturally, we had to have a ( group photo! )
After said picture I ran to get hot chocolate because I hadn't actually eaten that day and the in-convention center Starbucks stands didnt open until 9. I know. Travesty. Also, I had a nosebleed (I’ve been getting them since I was 8 years old and once they get started, they keep popping up) and had to take care of that and my beverage before I could go back to the room.
Anyway, I got back before the first panel which was a Marvel Comics panel. ( It wasn't my main event but I still have a bit of babble about it. )
That panel was good but I dont actually remember much of that panel. It's kind of hard to focus when you're less than an hour from Gerard Way climbing up to talk to us all. And talk he did. A lot. He was there with Gabriel Ba - who is completely lovely and his accent is ADORABLE - and Scott Allie his editor who is interesting but gave me a weird vibe? IDK. IT was hard to care when there was a Gerard. I mostly got video - its not completely complete but most of the missing questions werent directed at Gerard anyway. So! For your viewing pleasure - roughly 40ish minutes of the Spotlight on Gerard Way panel. ( Its split into 5 youtube videos but damnit, I got it up! )
Also, um, a few pictures from when people asked Gabriel questions. Speaking of, I kind of love Gabriel Ba, but more on that later. First, ( pictures! )
Gah. He's darling. How is he so damn darling? I dont know. I also do not recall why he felt the need to wear his sunglasses inside. I think he mentioned it in the panel but I cant remember and havent watched the video through so I dont know but he did. He's ridiculous that way. It works well with the "I quit my job as an accountant to try and be a surfer in southern California even though I dont really tan and dont know how to surf" look he's got going. ♥
And then the panel ended and Tyrone(Gerard's coordinator who was actually staying in my hotel and who I ended up becoming friendly with - but that's later) ushered him into a back curtained off area where Lindsey was waiting for him. I caught a glimpse of her through the curtain and was like "right, there are probably others here" which I proved to be right about.
I pretty much hung back and took creepy ass pictures of Mikey talking to people because hey, he is unbelievably hot and there needs to be more photographs of him in existence on planet earth. Seriously, when I was showing the SDCC pictures my roommate this summer, other!Rachel, I got to a picture featuring Mikey and she goes "Who is he? He's fucking hot." She couldnt tell you what MCR was if you hit her in the face with the Black Parade special edition. So, yeah, even civilians recognize his yumminess. Alicia seemed to take the same route, hanging back by the wall and I actually opened my mouth and talked to her a little bit - asked if they'd gotten to see the Walking Dead set yet because the Way clan seems to be be zombie fans and she was like "Not yet but we're going back to the floor later" and then I sorta backed off and went back to watching her husband get thronged by fans with a vaguely amused express. I adore Alicia Way. She's just so freaking nice. Also, she wears her husbands clothes just cuz. Seriously, she's in his Journey shirt, I'm sure turps33
has a picture of him in it somewhere on her HD because I dont but I know I've seen him in it. And you know, they're fucking darling together. I want to be in love like this one day you guys, desperately. ( So, have some epic hottness on the part of Michael James Way and his lovely wife and also a few fans. )
Much to the frustration of the organizers, Mikey was all good with hanging around and signing shit for people and taking pictures. He's a gem that way. Ray was too although he seemed way more awkward with it than Mikey. As I was backing away from Alicia and Mikey, I turned around to come face to face with Ray fucking Toro. Just standing there. Hello Ray. What the hell are you doing here? I got all stuttery for a second because I was expecting another Way. I mean, brothers. But Ray? No. Neither he nor Mikey whom got the message that they were supposed to stay behind the curtain of the curtained-off area and were on the wrong side, hanging out waiting.
Can I just stop for a minute and say how fucking much I love the fact that Gerard's band shows up for this shit? They don't have to. IF they were just there for ComicCon, they could just be on the floor looking at stuff. But no, they're at his panel. Being supportive. ♥BAND♥.
I managed to actually open my mouth and speak around the same time Mikey headed back over. "Hi! You're amazing. The things you can do with a guitar, they're brilliant." And then I got a little half smile thing and he goes "Oh, thank you" for Ray is a very polite human being and also patient for he not only signed my little red notebook thing(where I had gotten Lindsey, Mikey, Alicia, Doc Hammer and Jackson Publick's autographs already) he let me grab a picture. He let me pause long enough to catch Mikey who was not with a fan at the moment and ask him to be in the picture too. I remember saying "sorry to bother you" or something like that. Alicia took that one. I remember being a tiny bit flustered but mostly like "OMG YAY" in my head because as you can see ( in the picture )
they both look very cool while I am grinning like an idiot. Whatever, I dont care. That actually happened in real life. \o/
Then Tyrone and the other organizers corralled them out the door because PLACES TO BE GUYS. THERE'S A SCHEDULE! They told the gathered fans that there'd be a signing later (which there was) and they could get shots and such then but you know what? BS. The signing was for Gerard, the rest of his posse (yes I said posse - what?!) were just there to support and also shop. I got a few stalker-azzi-esque shots in the hallway but if you're here? You probably want those shots. So, without further ado, more Mikey, Ray and one really vague picture of Lindsey through an open door over Tyrone's head. Seriously, that one I'm actually kind of pleased with how it turned out. It almost looks artistic, hee. Anywho, ( pictures! )
After the commotion died down, I headed downstairs to the exhibit floor to see if I won the raffle or not. On the way down, I stopped because I passed the most uncanny Dark Knight Joker cosplay I have ever seen. I had to stop and ( get a picture. )
He turned it on the minute I pointed the camera at him. He sold it so hard. Possibly tied for first place as my favorite cosplayer of the con with the girl!Doctor.
When I got downstairs, everyone who I'd been sitting with was already clustered around the white board with the winning raffle ticket numbers. The girl I was sitting with in the black dress and the girl with the fro hair from the Mikey pictures above(who had been taking care of her mother who was in a wheel chair the whole con and was probably karmically due for being an awesome daughter) had winning raffle tickets - for in order to get stuff signed by the bigger names you must get a raffle ticket and then win the raffle. If you won the raffle, a Dark Horse employee who was manning the raffle would give you a wristband. I did not win a wristband. So I hung around the Dark Horse booth because hey, maybe at the end of the signing someone who won wont have come back. Maybe someone wouldnt want their winning ticket(I dont know why anyone wouldnt, but I've LITERALLY SEEN IT HAPPEN. I dont even know). And hey, whatever, Gerard was going to be there. That'll be awesome anyway right? Right.
So I lingered and watched the girl controlling the wristbands, Kimberley according to her name tag, get pissed at people who were pestering her. She was doing her job so she wasnt going to give away spares. That's not how it works. Leave her alone or she'd call her security, seriously. Not cool. That was boys by the way. *sighs* Respect people who have to do a job you guys. It's their job. So I went over to where the signing was going to be (away from Kimberley) and got a shot before the line formed. Why did I do that? Because a possible cover for the ( third Umbrella Academy was mounted on the wall behind the signing table )
It's very creepy and awesome and it makes me curious. It also kind of reminds me of that episode of Gargoyles where Goliath and Matt had to get out of the Illuminati Madness Maze. If you know the one I'm talking about, we are meant to be best friends. Clearly. :D
I eventually wandered off to peruse the floor. I couldn’t tell you where I went. I have no idea. Somewhere nearby and not for very long. I spotted Westley Snipes (didn’t talk to him or anything, just spotted him and got a stalker pic) and there were more gladiators with fucking ridiculous chests and abs and arms. ( I only recall these things because I have photo evidence )
But otherwise, total blur.
When I got back, people were cuing up so I clustered back towards the bit closest to the signing table so that I could get a clear glance at Gerard. That’s where I managed to get ( this picture )
of Gerard pushing his ridiculously greasy hair back as they DH people told him how it was all going to work. How is he so adorable? No idea.
Anyway, I was feeling a little heartbroken that I wasn’t one of the people in that line to meet Gerard because, lets be honest, since my breakdown in May, him and Mikey’s stories about their own breakdowns, his music, and the people I’ve met because of it – have LITERALLY saved my life. Seriously. Point is, I’m lingering and starting to feel a little bad I’m shifting awkwardly around, trying not to be a creeper and I look to the left and oh my god, it’s freaking Jonathan Ross.
For those of you who are not from the UK or of the Anglophile persuasion, Jonathon Ross is one of the biggest, if not the biggest talk show hosts in the UK. Him and Graham Norton are the only ones big enough to make it over onto my American radar, at the very least. He’s also the guy who got Russell Brand into trouble awhile back. I blink twice because what the actual fuck that cannot be Jonathon Ross cutting through the Dark Horse booth with a bag full of stuff, only yes it totally is. Then, because I’m a total starfucker, I stopped him. ( I actually talked to him quite a bit so its under the cut. )
I asked him, as my camera was being bitchy and wouldn’t let me go from video mode back to photo mode, if I could maybe get some video of ( us just…talking, since I couldn’t get a picture. )
By the time all that was over the line for the Umbrella Academy signing had thinned to maybe 20 people, tops. The boys who were bothering Kimberly early had managed to get wrist bands. How? I don’t know. One of the guys, Harris (who had recognized me on a bus the day before from the Dark Horse panel and may actually be lurking reading this as he has an LJ too) said something about getting someone to do something? I don’t remember. It wasn’t clear. But he only had one thing to get signed so I gave him my notebook to get signed because, well, if I could get this then all I’d be missing of the current MCR line-up would be Frank Iero. Harris was really cool about it and said he would. I hung out in line with him and his friend for about ten minutes but as they got closer, I had to leave.
I was a little disheartened by this because, well, I got to thank Mikey the day before. I really wanted to thank Gerard too. I mean, signing, yeah, awesome. But I wanted to say thank you. Not because I thought he needed to hear it – I’m sure he doesn’t – but because with the mental illness rollercoaster I’ve been on this summer, I needed to say it.
So I took a deep breath and went over to where Kimberly the bothered-Dark-Horse-Employee-stuck-in-
charge-of-the-raffle was sitting with the wristbands and said “Look, I know you’re not supposed to give the wristbands out. I don’t want you to get in trouble and I totally get it if you say ‘no’ but I had a really severe bought of depression hit me in May and the artist signing right now, him and his band helped me get help so I didn’t do something stupid like hurt myself. I just want to thank him for that so if there’s any left that people didn’t want or pick up, it’d mean so much to me, you don’t even know.” I got about half-way through telling her this before Kimberly was pulling a wrist-band off the sheet of them. I got incredibly twitchy then, because part of my neurosis is expecting people to think that I’m lying when I dare to ask for something and I was like “I swear to God, I’m not trying to play you. It really happened and-“ And she cuts me off, shaking her head. “No, its cool. I can tell you’re not lying.” How? I don’t know. I was too busy being grateful (I must have thanked her like seventeen times) and getting in line. I showed the guy who had made me leave the line early my wrist band, back to the people thinking I’m lying when I’m not thing, and made my way up with my copy of Dallas and tight twisted nerves.
There were only about three or four people in line behind me when I got to the signing table. Gabriel Ba was first. He was lovely. His accent is very thick but he was friendly and seemed thrilled to be there. Very charming, though I was so nervous I cant remember much of our conversation. I couldn’t find the Umbrella Academy page in the Dark Horse autograph book and I remember he took it from me to find it himself, a little amused by the whole thing.
Then I got to Gerard. I was fine at first but I'm fairly sure I'm fated to ( humiliate myself in front of one my heroes at each ComicCon. So I didnt really stay fine. )
All that aside, it was still worth it. At least I got to say thank you. Anyway Part 3 should be up tomorrow or Wednesday :D