FANPORT OVERFLOW LOG

[maskormods]

WHO: ImPorts!
WHERE: Heropa's Convention Centre.
WHEN: April 14-16, from 9 AM - 12 AM every day.
WHAT: Registration is in motion alongside FanPort, the most popular imPort convention around! Come on in and see imPort-led panels, the artist's alley, cosplayers, and more! If you have any questions, or wish to amend the way we have written up your characters' panels, let us know here! The original log can be found HERE.
WARNINGS: None anticipated; please let us know if this should be changed.

Comments

[thelimitdoesnotexist]

[He doesn't need to wade out there again, he got his self plushie that's all he needs.

And wow, this guy's legitimately thinking about this question. Not what he expected.]

pixie sticks.

[He's already scouting them out for confirmation.]

I'm tasting everything I can. I might as well take something from this.

[fistofthejoestar]

[apparently it's named after a heroine here, although Jonathan's never spoken with the alleged Pixie. he's happy enough that her namesake seems to be almost exclusively sugar.]

Were you not particularly eager to attend the convention, then?

[there's no judgement in the question, merely good-natured curiosity. he can imagine that a lot of people here came out of some morbid need to see the spectacle or were perhaps dragged by friends.]

[thelimitdoesnotexist]

[Everyone seems to have odd names...names like Mewtwo. His name doesn't feel out of place as usual.]

I was told there was informative panels. I didn't realize everything else.

[Couldn't be typed with a flatter look.]

at least I got something out of it.

[fistofthejoestar]

[pfffft. ah, it's lucky that his sympathy outweighs the amusement. a lesser person probably would have burst out laughing over everything that look said.]

I'm glad you found a way to enjoy yourself all the same. [he takes another bite of his froyo, unable to resist sweets sitting right in front of him for too long] Although I do think this entire event is rather informative, I doubt many people share the sentiment.

[thelimitdoesnotexist]

[Your kindness has saved you from any future plans for revenge.]

you have to find something eventually.

they do have several enlightening topics.

[AKA he sat through dog adoption panels.]

[fistofthejoestar]

[Jonathan was at that panel too; he approves greatly of Mewtwo's tastes.]

Everyone's truly put forth as much effort as they could into all this. I think everyone can at least appreciate that.

[thelimitdoesnotexist]

[How are you so weirdly nice, Jonathan.]

effort is the least they owe. I appreciate the physical items.

[fistofthejoestar]

[growing up with Basically Satan means that you have an amazingly high tolerance for the world's bullshit.]

Oh, they trinkets? It's really amazing how much detail some of them contain; I've been having a grand time searching for things of people I know all day.

[mostly his family, but lots of friends have slipped in there as well.]

[thelimitdoesnotexist]

do they have everyone here?

[He may have to get a plush of his platypus friend for...reasons.]

[fistofthejoestar]

I can't say with any certainty, but I'd be rather surprised if they didn't. Are you looking for someone in particular? Perhaps I've seen them already.

[thelimitdoesnotexist]

[Mewtwo looked back and forth, the embarrassment of asking for something so obvious rushing through him.]

maybe an animals?

it looks like a

duck beaver animal. with green.

[fistofthejoestar]

[Jonathan kindly busies himself with scraping the edges down on his froyo cup, gaze completely preoccupied even as he listens.]

Ah, like a sort of platypus? I believe I saw those in one of the booths, although I can't recall if it was green or not.

[thelimitdoesnotexist]

[Mewtwo steels his face, looking at the other side of the wall as he speaks.]

yes that's the word. platypus. did you remember which booth?

[fistofthejoestar]

Yes, of course. If you have a map on you I could point it out quite easily.

[since he's fairly certain it might be a little too much for Mewtwo to ask to be shown it personally.]

[thelimitdoesnotexist]

yes I would appreciate that.

[He produces a map from his pocket for the oddly nice human.]

[fistofthejoestar]

[THIS ISN'T ODD THIS IS BASIC POLITENESS HE REFUSES TO ACCEPT HIS BEHAVIOR AS OUT OF THE ORDINARYYYY

Jonathan leans in a little to get his bearings with regard to the map before tapping out one of the conveniently numbered booths. thank god they kept those pinned onto the actual booths themselves.]

This one here, if I'm remembering correctly. It was quite popular so it shouldn't be too difficult to spot.

[thelimitdoesnotexist]

[Mewtwo is too antisocial to properly gaugue human kindness outside of his narrow view.

He nods, taking back the map.]

I'll tell you if I find it.

[fistofthejoestar]

Oh, grand. And do let me know if you have any trouble, I'll try my best to help.

[thelimitdoesnotexist]

[Mewtwo waves before going off in search of his quarry. Moments later he returns with a green platypus plush he shows off to Joestar. He texts him.]

found it.

[Consider this acknowledgement as a thanks.]

[fistofthejoestar]

[he certainly seems to, from the pleasant smile on his face.]

Wonderful! I'm glad they had what you were looking for - it's quite smart, too.

[thelimitdoesnotexist]

it has definite value. if you liked duck beavers.

*platypus.

[How does he deal with average small talk.]

[fistofthejoestar]

[take your time, buddy, you've basically found the world's most patient conversation partner.]

Will you be keeping him in your room or somewhere else? He'd look nice anywhere considering the high quality, I think.

[thelimitdoesnotexist]

[He holds up the plush looking at it.]

I suppose it would fit in with where I sleep.

[AKA the roof.]

[fistofthejoestar]

[well I mean as long as you keep it dry...]

Ah, that's good to hear. I have a few little things like that myself; it really does make things look a bit more lively.

[thelimitdoesnotexist]

you keep plushes of people you know?