A Tale of Furry Endeavors - Day 2 - Daytime

The day of decisive destiny was upon us. We woke up around ten in the morning and Levi was rather antsy to get to the con. My friend, McFads, decided to whip up some breakfast for his visitors, a kind gesture. It was a rainy blah morning, so bacon and pancakes would bring much contentment. For a brief background, McFads is a pretty decent chef. (Rare for my group of friends, including myself) Even though pancakes come with foolproof instructions and are flipping easy to make. (tee hee) When I expected a delightful treat, I was instead brought down to my knees by the atrocious blackened and disfigured corpses of a normal breakfast meal. It was a massacre of my beloved fluffy heart-warming companion. After eating bacon and pancakes wet with tears of a destroyed feast, we finally set off to the furreh convention.

The ten minute drive there was the worst, my stomach tense with what the harsh world was going to throw my way momentarily. A vision of middle-aged horrors projecting their messed up sexual fantasies through drawings and dweebs dressing up in animal suits and going at it made me cringe and have a surge of regret for coming. My mind was racing as we approached the convention center. We hastily parked and started heading to register for the convention. All was well when we were walking ... OH SWEET BUTTER FUCK!!?! A FURSUIT BEHIND ME!! WALK FASTER. The escalator to the registration was reached and seemed as if it was chugging along as slow as a snail, but we finally arrived at the top. I didn't dare look behind me. I didn't want to see its blank face staring back at me. Urg. I don't think I was truly prepared for such a wide span image at the top for my mind to process. It was pretty overwhelming. I saw a few fursuits, endless spans of ears, tails, and paws. We shuffled over to the long wait in line for registration and awkwardly talked for a bit until we began to feel slightly more comfortable with the people in line. An hour and a few short conversations later, we got to the front of the line. Most of the people we interacted with were kind enough, at least there weren't any jerks so far. Our badges were in our posession! VICTORY, WE CAN LEAVE! I DID IT! Wait, no.

First up on the menu, dealer's room and artists alley. Levi and I walked into the humongous room, a combined artists alley, dealer's room, and art gallery. It was filled with individuals of all sorts and sizes. Observation #1: Much bigger than I imagined. Later to find out 3500+ were at the con. I saw probably 20 or more fursuits in this room, so I was sticking rather close to Levi. One thing that I did not want to be right now was alone. We browsed the dealer's section and the art was phenomenal. I was expecting to see a few sub-par artists there, but I was not disappointed in the least. Although expensive (Just cause I'm near broke), it was really neat to see artists I had heard of in person. My interest and comfort level were slowing waxing and my urge to buy drawings increased. Alright, not too bad. We headed over to artists alley and wandered through the talented artists' tables set up. It was quite the time. There were plenty of unique styles and interesting concepts that made me happy.

Levi and I then headed to the game room, the most comfortable I had been yet. It really weirded me out at first seeing a bear fursuit playing rock band, but I guess it comes with the turf. At this point, I was becoming more used to seeing fursuits and it was becoming more in my comfort zone. I wasn't freaking the shit out of my gourd whenever I saw one now. Now we found ourselves in a room filled with SSBB, BlazBlue, Rock Band, Street Fighter IV, and some freaking button-mashing music game. AH! YES! I played Brawl for a bit and Levi found a friend he knew, so they went off and I was left by myself. Night was slowly approaching and a new world was slowly unveiling itself.
Day 2 of Anthrocon ~ Survived and iffy about fursuits, kinda scared of em