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.

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[newwaver]

You should be.

[He drops the comic back on the table, nursing his hand with a pout.]

Come on then. Tell me what's wrong. Surely it can't be so bad you can justify violence.

[Yeah, he may exaggerating this intentionally. George just makes it so easy.]

[puppydoctor]

[He drops his hands into his pockets, frowning.]

It's just... I'm not someone people should idolize. This little girl walked up and asked for my autograph, and all I can think is that I hope she doesn't turn out like me.

[newwaver]

My god.

[He rolls his eyes, because of all the things he thought he might hear, this is not one of them. It's ridiculous.]

You are bloody depressing. Do you know that?

[puppydoctor]

I think have a right to be, after the last eight months.

[But his face turns the tiniest bit redder. He does want Felix to like him, but none of their conversations seem to go quite right.]

[newwaver]

Why? You're not that awful.

[Felix isn't exactly impressed by him either, but Sarah's taste is usually much worse.]

[puppydoctor]

Oh, thanks. I appreciate it.

[He idly flips another book open, forgetting what it is, and snatches his hand back when he sees something involving tentacles.]

Has Sarah ever told you why I'm such an obvious sap about her?

[newwaver]

No. Should she have?

[He'd always assumed he was just like that, but apparently there's a story here. And it seems like he's about to hear it.]

[puppydoctor]

[He gives an awkward little half-smile and a shrug.]

This is, um. My last chance, kind of. And it's taking some time to get used to, so I'm not really the cheeriest dude in the world, you know? But when she's around, it's almost alright. She helps me keep it together. So I'm sorry if I'm not a blast to talk to. I'm trying.

[newwaver]

Okay. You might have to explain that...

What do you mean last chance?

[puppydoctor]

[He suddenly looks very interested in the carpeting.]

I don't have a life to go back to, like the rest of you. I'm dead.

[newwaver]

Oh.

[Felix doesn't know what to say to that. He reaches up to pat his shoulder awkwardly, as though that will make him feel any better about being dead.]

I'm sorry. I had no idea.

[Sarah really does know how to pick them.]

[puppydoctor]

It's no big deal. It was my fault, anyway.

[The corner of his mouth sort of fidgets, a thankful acknowledgement of Felix's gesture. He's trying not to look too bothered.]

So, yeah. I'm depressing, and I'm uncomfortable, and I don't want to see my face on people's action figures.

[newwaver]

[Felix pauses to look at him, really look at him, with a face that speaks volumes of how unimpressed he is.]

Well, that's all right then, isn't it?

[Come on, George. Don't tell him it's not a big deal while you're clearly acting like it is.]