Star Trek: Starbase 777 - convention-hall

As if Renakir wasn't tall enough, he was glad in some tall stiletto boots with black on black on black, and a very boxy head mask shaped like -- An Enderman from the popular game minecraft! He was a RENDERMAN! In his arms was a long rectangle -- a minecraft style baguette! He had to walk slowly so he wouldn't trip, but he really enjoyed the outfit. He was embracing his title of gangly bitch. The mask also helped to block out the lights. The purple eyes were made with a mesh so Renakir could still see with it on.

Strutting in was none other than the little shit in all her little-shitness, but she was not dressed like she normally was. In fact, if one saw her now, they likely wouldn't recognize her at first. With the clip-clop of stiletto heels on the ground, Essen made her way inside the convention hall adorned in a beautiful satin dress with a corset. Sparkles of black and red were festooned all over the dress. Some parts of the dress including the sleeves had frills which hung loosely, implying a sort of robe texture. The cowl around her neck was simply grandiose, perfectly conical, and covered with the same fabric. Essen herself had white makeup on her face, accented by red eyeshadow and slight grey contours on her jaw and cheekbones. Fake fangs poked out of her mouth, not one of those plastic sets of fangs, but high-quality fangs that went over her canine teeth. Rounding out the look were a pair of high-heeled stiletto knee-high boots, laced from the ankle upwards, and a flowing cape that almost looked like a billowing storm cloud behind her when she walked. The Lady Dracula lookalike only had one difference from her game character, and that was her headband. She'd never abandon her headband, plus it actually accented the look quite nicely. Anyway, she approached the Renderman™ and smiled. "Nice fit, bruh!" Essen greeted Renderman™. "You look good!!"

Renakir was happy to see other people dressed up. He felt really ridiculous in the turbolift getting to the con. It was a big station and whilst there were a lot of attendees, he had run into a couple people asking him what the party was. Renakir passed by someone who he swore was Essen, right? With the make up and the entire cosplay, he wasn't really sure who was who. It also didn't help that his mask kinda obscured his vision so he couldn't see people too clearly. "Jolan tru, thank you. Umm.. Essen? It's Renakir," Renakir lifted his cube-shaped mask to reveal his regular grey face with his sunglasses and sharp teeth. "I like the teeth by the way," He said, smiling so Essen could see his own teeth. Not a prop, he was just Reman.

Not too far behind Essen was Mira, who had shown up in what seemed to be a much simpler outfit, although still stylized. Another character from the video game "The Lady Dracula Chronicles" was Dr. Violet Frankenstein -- which Mira elected to dress up as, for simplicity's sake. Her hair was pulled back in a Dutch braid, and she was dressed in what looked like a faux leather scientist's jumpsuit, complete with padded gloves and boots. "I am actually quite comfortable in this attire, Essen," Mira remarked. "A logical combination indeed. Almost as if I am wearing my uniform itself. I do believe it an effective minimalist cosplay." Before she too also looked to Renderman™. "Greetings, friend," Mira said. "I am COO Mira Chalet. I have dressed up as Dr. Violet Frankenstein from the Lady Dracula Chronicles Video Game series in tandem with Essen's cosplay of the titular character." As she looked Renderman™ up and down. "I admire your cosplay and the craft that went into it."

"Omigod, Rennie!!" Essen said. "I didn't even know it was you! That's such a good Enderman! I've never seen one that good before!" Before she smiled back at him, flaring her fangs. "Hehehe, why thank you," Essen giggled mischievously. "They're custom made. Well... Custom replicated. But you know what I mean."

Maggie was dressed head to toe in obnoxiously bright colors and patterns, faux blood staining their costume and their face painted to mimic the wide smile and red nose of a clown. They dragged a comically large hammer behind them, making their way politely past the group and beelining for the artists alley — they wanted to see what everyone had in store!

"It is a privilege to meet you, Rennie," Mira greeted him. Then Maggie passed by and Mira noticed the giant hammer they had... Taking a moment... "I believe I would not want to be in the line of attack from that hammer," Mira said, knowing full well she'd be alright, but making a lighthearted joke for the fun of it. "I am unfamiliar with the origin of your cosplay," Mira said to Rennie. "From which intellectual property does your character originate?"

Maggie was. Sad. Maggie walked into the convention hall. Not in the cool Revelations Zero mech cosplay she had made by hand, but in the uniform that she always wore, alongside the glum look on her face. Maggie had her hair done in a respectable bun, and walked as if she had been told to walk prim and proper (which she had been). She sighed softly as she walked into the wall, lightly moving past everyone else in the wall that she knew. She was in no mood for fun. She was only barely allowed to come anyway, childish fancies weren’t needed if you were to become a good officer. That’s what Tina said anyway. So Maggie just grimly walked into the hall with a sigh.

Not having seen Maggie come in, he was distracted by Essen, Mira and Rennie as he walked in. He was dressed in a cream-colored polo shirt and jeans, along with a purple lanyard for the comic con. "Hello cosplayers! Welcome to Comic Con, the event where there are certainly no cons to this con."

Sinau picked at her chest piece as she entered the convention hall. Nervous, as she had never done something like this in all her years of life. It was kind of surprising though when she entered, and many others were walking around, some on stilts, and from various media she enjoyed. It made the red and black suit seem more normal in this environment. Calming her nerves, the woman lowered her hands from her chest, letting them rest down by her hips where the carefully DIY'd pistol was slung in a holster. She was worried it would either look to good, or so bad people would make fun of it, either way, for her first cosplay; it wasn't all that bad, just a bit exhilarating as she looked around. Waving at the occasional face she knew with a lopsided smile.

Dezyim, coming in on the heels of Sinau, strode into the convention hall. His hair was down for once, and it was surprisingly long— almost shoulder length. He wore a tight black turtleneck-croptop shirt that showed off his stomach and… lack of a belly button, as well as baggy silver pants pushed up by a pair of tall white boots. His hands were adorned with a pair of extra short shiny black gloves with white tips on the first three fingers. Of course, he was dressed up as Naldais Paleeth, the popular Romulan assassin from the new series Cups of Time— although the outfit didn’t look particularly sneaky. After hearing Matryx’s welcome, he smirked. “Well… when you say it like that, I’m bound to think there is a con beyond the con.” Oh God… he was doing a voice, too. Haughty and condescending, he seemed to drag out the phrase, every word taking longer than it should. Thankfully, he dropped the act quickly. “I never really expected Starfleet officers to do… things like this. It’s quite refreshing.” He chuckled, his entire demeanor having softened.

Allan walked into the convention hall, dressed as Niccolò "Nick" Ventura, one of the two famous detectives from the hit noir crime film Blood of Jupiter. He'd rewatched it a few times recently, and the Vedette Cadieux was going to be at the meet and greet, and so he figured he'd put something together - and his social media followers seemed to all agree that the detective was the best fit for him to cosplay, based on the overwhelming response when he'd polled them. The outfit was simple - a white button-up shirt that was about half unbuttoned, a loosened green tie around his neck like a lazy afterthought, and suspenders that held up some sleek black trousers. On his head was a fedora, hardly showing the front of his hair which was mostly combed back, but there were tousled curls on either side of his head. All his hair was black, too - had he dyed it for the cosplay? No. He'd undyed it. The last part of his outfit was a brown leather bag slung at his side! Which held a good amount of things inside, very helpful to have as part of the cosplay. When he saw Maggie in her uniform, there were a few thoughts that went through his head, but one of them went to the front of his mind and before he knew it, he'd walked up to the science officer. "Hey," he started to say, either stopping near her if she did or walking in step beside her if she kept walking, "you okay?"

Finally! Comic Con! Mavna had crossed her Ts and dotted her Is and now, now, she gets to wear her Spaceport Artemis uniform for all to see! Sure, there was no one from Artemis’ cast that was going to be here, but who’s gonna stop her from cosplaying something from her favorite show? Plus, she’d heard that the Orion actor Joryus Val would be having a meet-n-greet, and she wasn’t about to miss that! With a bit of a pep in her step, the young doctor beelined to the meet-n-greet area, eager to get the party started.

Maggie turned to look at Allan, and she simply look tired. Or as if she were a doll being made to fit a function she wasn’t meant to be. Her posture was wrong from how she stood normally, she seemingly wore makeup she hadn’t the last time Allan had seen her, and her hair was done into a bun she had never worn before. “Um, yeah. Thank you, I’m okay.” She said, nervously looking away. “You um, remember what I told you.”

The Vulcan girl was zoned out for a moment before she noticed all of a sudden what looked like a Spaceport Artemis officer beelining their way through the hall! When she turned to look, it was indeed a cosplayer who had what was indeed a Spaceport Artemis uniform! "Phew! Something must be going on that way. Mira, I'm going to head to the meet and greet, okay? Have fun with the other parts of the con and we can meet back up for food or something!" Essen looked to the woman who was dashing her way towards the meet and greet. "Is there someone coming to the meet and greet??" Essen called after the officer in the Spaceport Artemis uniform. "If so, mind if I tag along?"

Mavna stuttered in her walking when Essen called out to her, coming to a stop and turning her way, “Oh- I mean, yeah, there’s a few people who are coming by, but I’m gonnaaa…go grab an autograph from Joryus Val. He played Tauseo in USS Horus,” She pressed a hand against her chest, “Mavna, by the way.” (edited)

When she noticed the uniform it looked vaguely familiar, not even from it being the Spaceport Artemis uniform. "No shit!" Essen replied with a smile. "I'm down to meet Joryus Val and others--- wait. Aren't you the one from the chatroom who posted pics of this uniform not too long ago? Yooo, you did such a good job with it! I'm Essen from the chatroom!" She introduced herself with a cheerful energy. "Nice to meetcha! But I probably shouldn't be holding us up, heh... To the meet and greet?"

“That’s me, yeah! And thanks, I’m pretty happy with it,” She beamed, before nodding toward the meet-n-greet hall, “Well, if you’re gonna tag along, cmon!” She started moving again.

"Of course! You're welcome," Essen replied vivaciously. "Lead the way, Mavna!" And Essen followed alongside Mavna, her cape flowing behind her as she walked!

Jiahime had finally arrived, after putting the finishign touches on her wig to make sure everything was in place. She was a bit of a perfectionist, when it came to these things after all. She wanted to do right by the figure that she was cosplaying after all, and that meant making sure every aspect of her costume was absolutely amazing. But that was all done now, so she was finally making... an appearance!

As much as he liked Ouji Fashion, this was the first time he had ever worn it. And as much as he liked Ouji Fashion, he was not sure if he was doing it right. He had all of his supplies with him though, things that he was planning on bringing for his artist alley booth, and he was hoping to get everything set up as soon as he could.

Allan blinked at her, caught off guard by how different she looked - like she was someone doing a bad cosplay of her instead. He hesitated for a second, actually taking a rare moment to think before he spoke. "I... do, yeah," he said softly, not wanting to be loud enough for anyone else to hear. "You said your mom didn't want you talking to me, that I'm a bad influence, and then, um, blocked me? I... I'm gonna be real, I don't actually understand it, but, um.." He let out a breath and rubbed the back of his neck, looking off to the side and then back at her. "Listen, I don't understand and I don't know what's going on, but right now, you... this..." he frowned, the concern in his eyes pretty evident, "you don't look okay, okay? You don't have to tell me anything, but I just.." he took in a deep breath and let it out in a sigh. "I'm confused, yeah, and I.. I miss you, Maggie, okay? And I'm still here. That's... I just want you to know that. Yeah."

Maggie felt her heart shatter. She coughed lightly as she considered Allan’s words, then the image of her mom appeared her head. Mother was always right. That’s what she needed. She can’t have spent her entire life for nothing. Her mother was a good person, she chased a ghost for a good reason. It can’t have been for nothing. “Thank you Allan. I will um, take it under advisement. I should be going however. Have a good day.” She gave him a curt nod and walked toward the rest of the convention city, her heart beating a mile a minute.

Tavek.. Tavek was certainly eye-catching, as he walked into the con. He had been posting bits of his cosplay in the chatroom, mostly the wig, but not the whole thing. And, well.. it had taken a lot of work. He had painstakingly put together an ancient Miku design he had seen and fallen in love with- the 2025 Racing Miku. The design consisted of a white cropped jacket, with one sleeve cut off and the other kept long- it showed off his entire stomach. He also had white short shorts, with ripped pink tights and a black high heeled shoe on his left leg, and a white thigh-high boot on his right. On the right side of his belt, a long black and red fabric was clipped to it, almost like half of a skirt. His nails were painted bright pink- and his wig was nearly floor-length, bright teal with a pink splash across the bangs and the hair at the same level with the bangs. His eyebrows were also dyed bright teal, and he had teal contacts and bright pink lipstick. Oh. And there was also the massive prop that was as tall as he was (six feet). It was like a giant loudspeaker- all white and pink- and the pole it sat on almost looked like a part of a race car, with a bunch of nuts and connection parts at the bottom. It looked quite heavy, but Tavek carried it like it was nothing.

The speakers above the hall flickered to life with an announcement! "Hello everyone, thank you for attending our convention! The Icebound panel will be beginning in the #convention-panel area shortly, featuring Sonifen V'tinedex, Edi Hevinth, and T'vask from the film adaptation! Anyone is welcome to attend. Thank you!"

Shinji… wasn’t sure what exactly he was doing here. He hadn’t wanted to go, actually. He had been planning to steer very, very clear of the con, knowing what it was geared towards. It was geared towards all the things he used to like pre-incident, and now had no attachment to. He knew that coming here would only dig up bad memories. So.. why was he here? The thought of coming anyway had been lurking in his mind for as long as he’d been on the station. He.. he wanted to come and buy some Spaceport Artemis merch. It had been one of his favorite shows, and he wanted to get something for old time’s sake. He wasn’t in cosplay, though. He was in Ouji fashion instead- he wore it whenever he wasn’t in uniform, so it was more like casual wear to him. The outfit consisted of a white dress shirt with plenty of ruffles, and a collar with lace trim. He had a large, light blue bow where a tie would normally be, a sliver and sapphire gemstone pin at the center of it. He also had dark blue dress shorts, which the shirt was tucked into, the shorts secured with matching suspenders. He had white knee-high socks and black dress shoes to complete the look. It might look fancy, but this was just how Shinji usually dressed.

The COO remained quiet mostly, just taking all of this in as she was not really used to it. But none of it was bad, this comic con, even the hall itself, was awe-inspiring for her. Also she was still processing the fact she was doing her first ever cosplay as Violet Frankenstein. Either way, Mira' curiosity got the best of her and she wandered off to the #games-hall to see what was that way.

Matryx also got caught up in his own curiosity, eager to check out the fruits of the labor from the other cosplayers, vendors, and artists. When he heard the 'Icebound' panel were starting soon, Matryx gave Mira a respectful nod. "If you find mind, I'll be heading off this way. Might be fun to check this panel out. Have fun!" As he made his way to the #convention-panel.

Renakir waved to his friends who complimented him and a few others who passed by him. He put his Enderman hat bck on and proceeded through the con.

In the convention hall Alizati strode. The chief engineer was paying homage to his 'heritage' by dressing up as the famous Japanese superhero Ultra Man. The skin tight silver suit left very little to the imagination, and he had a helmet he could wear as well. Along with him was the Furberus, each also dressed in Ultraman attire. The three headed creature zoomed next to their companion in their hoverchair, very excited for the convetion. "Jolan tru, my boy," Alizati said as he approached Allan. He caught a glimpse of one of the science officers, although he could not remember her name. Alizati dodged a cosplayer on his way to Allan, someone in a bright blueish green twin-tail wig. Everyone seemed to have really cool costumes and Alizati was suddenly feeling like his Ultraman costume was not as impressive.

Jiahime was not expecting another Miku Cosplayer, but she was pleasantly surprised to see one anyways. Hence why she went over to say hello! "Hi!! That is a Racing Miku... right?" She gushed excitedly to Tavek

As soon as he heard someone talking to him, he turned around, and spotted a fellow Miku cosplayer! He was pretty sure he’d seen a figure like Jiahime’s outfit before- she’d done a very good job of recreating it. He smiled and waved to the fellow cosplayer. “Racing Miku 2025! And hello, fellow Miku!” And, the second he spoke, you’d hear his main gimmick. He had replaced his voice with Miku’s English voicebank. Sure, his old one was stashed safe on a drive in his quarters in case anything happened and he couldn’t switch back, but he was officially Miku’d for now.

Jiahime was absolutely delighted, especially when she saw the amount of effort that went into Tavek's cosplay! She knew that she could not Miku herself any more than she already had -- for obvious reasons. "I know I am a bad fan, maybe, if there is such a thing, but I can't remember which one of the figures I chose... it is a smaller one from the 21st century, though!" She grinned happily, "I am glad to see another Miku though!"

“No, no! If anything, picking an older design means you have to do more work to customize your costume! Not like you or I could just replicate everything we’ve got.” He hefted his massive loudspeaker prop. “This thing took me a week all on its own!” He laughed, adjusting one of his hairpieces. “So, what’s your name? I’m Tavek tr’Lliehn, engineering division.”

"You too," was what he said in reply to Maggie, a little bit of a strained, polite smile on his face before she left. He was silent for a bit, mind racing some before he heard Alizati's voice behind him. Almost instantly, the smile on his face was a lot more genuine as he saw him. "Hey, boss, how's - okay, you've gotta tell me what that whole getup is," he grinned as he looked him up and down, clearly some sort of... old superhero character, maybe? But it was a lot of silver.. "you wanna go to the meet n' greet? I was kinda headed that way."

"I am Ultraman," Alizati said as he bent his legs and crossed his arms in a + shape. "He is a superhero from Japan's past. Seeing as I am technically Japanese, I thought I would pay homage to that. I replicated Ultraman hats for the Furberus as well. There are many generations of Ultraman, hence the different hats," Alizati said as he gestured towards all three heads' unique hats. "Yes, I would love to... meet n greet? Who are we meeting and greeting? Is that not what this is?" Alizati waved at Allan and then himself.

"Ohhhh, neat, is there like - do you know what powers he had or anything?" Allan asked, leaning down to give the Furberus a few pats on each head. "That's so cute, they look - and you, of course - look great." When Alizati asked what a meet and greet was, he simply waved a hand to gesture Alizati and the Furberus to follow him into the #meet-n-greet hall. "Well, yes, but like, different people like actors and stuff come to these sorts of things for people to meet and greet, and a lot of times they like.. sign stuff or take a little picture with you, it's pretty fun stuff."

Not really dressed up, just here for a good time, Xuan wore some nice dark slacks with a v-neck shirt. They had lots of rings and earrings, kinda like a cool and edgy mafia boss. They proceeded through the convention hall.