Chuck Bartowski (
nerdherdchuck) wrote2008-07-26 12:02 pm
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Comic-Con (open RP)
ooc: This post is open to everyone. It's complete bendy time too. Feel free to drop by, chat with one another and have fun!
The San Diego convention center was filled with all sorts of exhibits, panels and vendors selling all sorts of collectibles. There seemed to be so much to do and tons of events worth seeing.
"I'm finally here," Chuck commented out loud to no one in particular.
The San Diego convention center was filled with all sorts of exhibits, panels and vendors selling all sorts of collectibles. There seemed to be so much to do and tons of events worth seeing.
"I'm finally here," Chuck commented out loud to no one in particular.
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Yet deep down there was still an inkling of that boy who was fascinated with Superman, as Jack had willingly come. With a smile, he looked over at Chuck. "Yeah, we are. You're the expert, where do we even start?"
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Chuck pulled his printed copy of the schedule out of his back pocket. "Ooh. The day starts out with a panel called 'The Gene Roddenberry Legacy: Roddenberry in the 21st Century.' From the write up, it sounds like they're discussing projects in the works and in production. They probably can't go much into detail about the new movie but still...that might be a neat one to start with. What do you think?"
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Comic book geek in hiding. Just something else to add to his list of secret identities.
It didn't hurt that he had a work-related excuse to be there, too. He knew a guy that had made him aware of a company that did t-shirts that were looking to upgrade their image. Making the drive from Hollywood to San Diego was a little much, but the office would pay for it if he could get the company to agree to a sit down with Black Saber Studios.
So it was that Tommy found himself making the solo trek...and ending up poring over the offerings at pretty much every stall he passed. As he roamed, his mind was constantly working...not only on some sketches he wanted to do, but maybe on some form of pulp art illusion. Grand illusion, he could bring a comic book to life, or even close up he could screw around with a print graphic novel...
He was hard pressed to admit it to himself, but Tommy was having the time of his life.
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"Oh! S-sorry...I-I wasn't watching where I was going."
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Reaching out instantly to catch the other man's elbow, steadying them both, Tommy blushed and stammered out an apology of his own in his muddled Brooklyn accent.
"No, it was my fault, bro. Seriously, I'm so sorry...hey, is that a schedule? I'm sorry, I don't mean to be rude, just...I ain't got mine on me, mind if I peek over your shoulder?..."
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Grinning, she laughed and leaned up to kiss his cheek. "Just enjoy, huh?" It had taken some convincing to get him to come...he'd been thoroughly convinced she never would. Normally, she probably wouldn't have gone, but he was already peering around with such interest that she couldn't help but enjoy herself, even if it was just on his behalf.
And okay, some of the comics looked kind of interesting. What girl in her right mind didn't want just a little piece of Superman, really...
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Drawing away from Nick's grip, she stood in his path and struck an exaggerated sexy pose, complete with sultry pout. "Can you see me with fire engine hair and that cool black belly shirt? Seriously, what spy dresses like that?..."
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The part he loved most about the job was the fans. He liked the idea of other people enjoying what he did and that it wasn't for purely his own benefit. Since he wasn't one of the biggest draws, he didn't expect anyone to come to a panel of his so instead he has a modest 9th Wonders! booth set up and greets the fans that pass by, also taking the time to check out the con himself.
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She made her way through the crowd trying to find Chuck, he had to be there somewhere, right?
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He looks around a bit, noticing some of the overeager fans nearby. "Not everyone is quite as...um...well, 'out there' as some folks." He motions towards a couple of these fans as he says this.
Chuck then pulls out a copy of his Comic-Con schedule. "Say...uh, did you maybe...I dunno, wanna see something in particular while you were here? There's some movie screenings and show panels and stuff in addition to the comic book stuff. Hiro, Jack and I are going to head to the Gene Roddenberry project panel next and Jack wants to see the Superman one later today."
As he hands the schedule to Sarah, he jokes, "Maybe something Star Wars related?" remembering Sarah's Halloween costume.
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She searched the crowd, looking for the familiar faces of Chuck and Hiro. Not quite sure what she'd do if she couldn't find them.
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"Hi there," he says cheerfully. "Glad you could make it."
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