Comic-Con (open RP)

[nerdherdchuck]

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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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[not-a-savage.livejournal.com]

Jack honestly couldn't believe he was at Comic-con. If it weren't for Chuck and Hiro, he probably wouldn't have come at all. He had always harbored a slight interest for the sense of the fantastic, but his sense of reason overwhelmed that long ago and somewhere along the line Jack Shephard had all but forgotten what it was like to suspend disbelief.

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?"

[magic-fratboy.livejournal.com]

Tommy had never been a huge comic book fan, but as an artist in his own right he could appreciate talent. Okay, and admittedly he was kind of a whore for anything that came out of Dark Horse or the brain of Todd McFarlane period. And then there was Frank Miller...

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.

[nickhart.livejournal.com]

Looking sideways at Theresa, Nick shook his head. "I know that ya know me too well Tes, but I never thought in a million years ya'd actually *encourage* me t' g' t' Comic Con. I never thought anyone would encourage me t' come here, period, let alone my girlfriend," Nick added with a slight laugh, looking around the place.

[distortedcanvas.livejournal.com]

Isaac had always loved comics, it was a big reason why he fell into the industry in the first place. He knew that he wasn't ever going to be a Stan Lee, but he made a living selling his art and comic books and was pretty content with it.

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.

[sarahwalker.livejournal.com]

Sarah scanned the crowd for Chuck. She couldn't believe she was here, since she swore quite some time ago not to be this close to this many...people dressed up like zombies and aliens. On the bright side, at least it wasn't the premiere of that Star Wars cartoon.

She made her way through the crowd trying to find Chuck, he had to be there somewhere, right?

[girlnamed-chuck.livejournal.com]

Chuck gazed wide eyed at the crowd spread out in front of her. She didn't think she'd ever seen so many people in one place, and she'd definitely never seen so many dressed as...well...she wasn't sure what most of them were to be honest.

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.