Being dead tired has its benefits, however. Were I full of energy, I would have run about the convention madly, taking shots of every cosplayer I saw. You’d be looking at a gallery full of Naruto characters and random people in steampunk gear. Not that there’s anything wrong with steampunk. I just wish they’d stop it so the dealer’s room space occupied by goggles and top hats with gears glued on could once more be filled with, say, Transformers or porn.
Or a combination of both.
But no, being tired meant folks needed to really stand out in order to catch my eye. Sitting down next to me helped. Tripping over my feet as I lay splayed across the floor of one of the exhibition halls was also a plus.
Bah, enough chatter. Behold the glory of Captains America, a hungry Umbrella employee, Catwoman-ish, upskirt Kratos, the world’s greatest Ash cosplay, and a few very special guests.
The greatest Ash cosplay I have ever seen.
These guys found a completely legal way to keep their child chained to them at all times.
Remember kids, this could be you.
One of the bravest Kratos cosplayers I’ve ever seen. This was dangerously close to an upskirt.
This is an assassin. He has a creed. Taken sitting on the floor underneath the air conditioning in the exhibit hall. Oh the lovely air conditioning.
I sat next to Cid here for nearly 30 minutes after taking this photo.
Such a smooth operator.
Dragon Quest! No one cosplays Dragon Quest anymore. Taken outside the Marriott, whilst sitting on a bench being tired.
Luigi and Daisy, two second fiddles that play well together.
Holy shit, someone cosplaying as a Kotaku reader!
The full version of the Catwoman from the front of the article, taken sitting outside the Marriot on a bench. When I asked her to pose, I did not expect her to do that. Quite impressive.
And still impressive from this angle.
Don’t call him little bastard.
This is Archer, one of my twin boys, giving us his opinion of his first Dragon Con. It’s an honest assessment, if a bit harsh. If you ask me he padded it for the page views.
Two guys that didn’t know each other, meeting for the first time outside the Hilton. I hope they fall in love and have babies.
It’s low level of commitment Misty!
The new camera has a horrible red eye filter.
Mario would like two of something. Or he wants peace. I am not sure.
At the end of the day these two marines didn’t want to wear their helmets anymore. I was heading to dinner, so I didn’t have time to wait for a pose. My bad.
Cloud at the food court. I pulled him out of line at what might have been Orange Julius to take this shot.
Captain and Miss America, enjoying a delicious Blizzard from Dairy Queen. Don’t you hate it when attractive people with nice bodies make other cosplayers look bad?
Zombie apocalypse? That’s great, but I’m still hungry.