Today was going to be fantastic!
This is the first day of the 2014 Chicago Comic-con, the greatest place for nerds to gather in the Chicago land area. This was going to be my 10th year going to this convention and my 5th year cosplaying. I loved these few days of my twenty-five year old life.
For a while I’ve been waiting to do a cosplay of a video game character from League of Legends, and I finally got the equipment to do such a thing. I was going to the Con as Braum, The Heart of the Freljord. Everything I needed I had to complete the costume, the shield, the muscle suit, and the clothes….well….almost everything. The Mustache, over all my years of living I could never successfully grow a mustache.
The whole mustache thing aside I went to the Con and had a whale of a time! I got pictures and autographs from many famous people like Stan Lee and Martin Freemen. While walking down the hall on my way to the snack bar, something from a stand caught my eye…..a mustache. Not just any mustache, the one that would complete my look one-hundred percent.
“Ah Braum,” Called the vendor, “I see you are missing something crucial to your look.” Hmmm he’s referring me to my character, might as well play along!
“Indeed I am sir,” I responded in my closest impressing to him, “An exciting battle with Sivir cost me my mustache and there is a match in a few short minutes, no time to grow one so I came here looking for one to suffice until mine grows back.”
“Yes Sivir is a strong one”
“She was, now how much does the item cost?”
“Five dollars.” Oh sweet it’s cheap, cool and completes my costume. I practically shoved the bill into his hand a grabbed the mustache.
“This day just keeps getting better and better!” I shouted at myself, so caught up in the steal I just made not noticing the floor around me getting covered in frost. After doing a little Braum dance (which took FOREVER to learn and do), I noticed that it was beginning to snow. “How is it snowing in this burning convention center?”
A rumbling began to start and shock the entire convention center. People began to scream and run like a chicken with its head cut off. I too was about to run when I noticed that my foot was covered in ice, holding me down on the spot as a crevasse was opening right under my feet.
I was also freaking out at this time, screaming for help and trying to force my foot out of the ice. The crevasse was getting bigger and bigger coming straight at me. Realizing that trying to get out was useless, I stopped trying closed my eyes and waited for the sweet release of death. I felt the floor fall out under me and nothing else.
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I felt cold.
Which is surprising seeing as I should be dead. Opening my eyes I could see that before me wasn’t in a deep hole in the ground, but a strong blizzard with powerful winds. While getting up something felt…..off. Like I could take on a bulldozer and win. Once I had fully stood up, I saw a shining city in the distance, a place I could possibly call sanctuary.
Trudging in the deep snow wasn’t the problem, the problem was I had no idea of my location. The only information that could be gathered is that I am in a place cold and has a lot of blizzards. The Alps? The Himalayas? Canada? Still no clue on where I was, moving towards the city was my only goal at the moment.
A time which felt like eternity had passed and I was at the city gate, made entirely out of crystal. “Hmmm, this is beautiful indeed but nothing compared to the icecaps of Braum’s home!” I beamed…..wait…did I just refer to myself as Braum? While looking around for a reflective surface, I got a good look at myself.
My hands were big and meaty, I had abs beyond compare, I was taller than before (Don’t ask how I know, I can just tell), and I had a thick accent of some kind. Finding a mirror like crystal, I looked at it not seeing my own face….but that of Braum’s. “This is amazing, I am now Braum!!” I said shouting into the wind.
While relishing in my new fit body, a scream rang out. My head shot to where it originated, and saw a horse being backed into the corner by two other horses clad in armor. Something in my head told me to go get help, though that was completely negated by another instinct telling me to take action. And I did.
I got in close enough to where I feel that I could jump to the horse and protect it with ease.
“Please, don’t hurt me!” Shouted the possibly feminine horse being backed into the corner, "she" had tan crystal like skin with a blue mane and a marking on "her" rear of a frying pan and spatula.
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“Oh we won’t hurt you,” Said the possible male horse backing the possible female into the corner, "he" had bat wings with dark skin accompanied by a black mane and a marking on "his" rear of a long sword and a sheild, “We just wanna have some fun, isn’t that right Feather Storm?”
“Indeed we do Nightshade,” Said the other possible male horse to the other possible…..ok forget it, the horses in armor are males CONFIRMED…… Male horse, that had green skin with a white mane that also had a horn and a marking that looked like the Morellonomicon, “So let’s have some fun shall we?” The Male horses got closer and closer to the female horse laughing evilly as the got closer.
“SOMEPONY, ANYPONY, HELP!!!!!!!!!” Cried out the female. Rape? Not on my watch you sick fucks! I jumped right between the female and the two males, not caring at all that they were all talking horses (proboby beacuse of Braum just protecting whoever needs help), surprising all three of them. The males tried to escape, emphasis on tried, as I grabbed their throats and held them close to my face.
“If you ever, EVER, try to rape somebo……somepony ever again……you’ll be eating food through a tube.” I snarled at them, their eyes went big and their mouths agape. Throwing them on the ground I turned my back to them as I counted down from 5…4…3…2…1. . . BAM a large magic beam hit me in the back moved me forward five feet. Hearing panting, I could tell that one of them put a lot of energy into the attack. I got up turned around to see puddles forming under the males.
They screamed and ran off shouting “MONSTER” as loud as they could. Laughing I turned around to see the female cowering in the corner in the fetal position. “Don’t be afraid little horse, those bad horses are gone now…. You are safe with Braum.”
She looked up to me, eyes red from the tears she wept, breathing heavy and responded with two words….
Thank you
She began to trot past me, waving as she left returning home with the image of her savior implanted in her mind. I left the location as well, rounding the corner to face not only the rapists……but also an army right behind them.
“Son of a bitch.
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