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rionaleonhart) wrote2009-06-01 02:35 pm
rionaleonhart) wrote2009-06-01 02:35 pm
Why Does My Only Ruby Icon Look So Angry?
I have returned from the 'Asylum' Supernatural convention!
Firstly: I was terribly nervous beforehand, and it was very expensive, and the organisation was dreadful, and we lived off crisps and Subway sandwiches for three days, and I've never queued so much in my life, but it was such a good experience and I'm so glad I went. I was sharing a room with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wanttobeatree and theoret, who are amazing, and all of the actors were some combination of friendly, hilarious, adorable and insane.
(From what I've heard, however, Jensen Ackles may have had a less good experience, which makes me quite sad. THINGS FOR FUTURE CONVENTION ORGANISERS TO BEAR IN MIND: you cannot force a man to sign a million autographs in two afternoons, because his hand will fall off.)
Friday was a rather frustrating day of travelling on trains and failing to travel in queues, of which the highlight was playing 'Truth or Unicorn' in the photo queue witha_starfish. Basically, the players sit in a circle and spin a toy unicorn, and then the person to whom the horn is pointing has to either act like a unicorn or tell the truth... about unicorns.
We are easily amused. Also,wanttobeatree is an excellent galloper.
By the time we filed into the panel room on Saturday, we had spent countless hours in queues and on trains, and we were tired, and the start was delayed, and I was wondering whether I had made a horrible mistake by coming, and then a fanvid to 'The Boys are Back' from High School Musical 3 started up and I knew it was going to be a good weekend.
Here is the story of my favourite part.
As all three of us are huge Ruby fans, one of the things that had most excited us about the prospect of going to Asylum was the rumour that Genevieve Cortese might be present to support Jared. There was no sign of her, however, and by the disco on Saturday evening we had more or less given up hope of a sighting.
We were sitting on the floor, stealing each other's shoes and listening to the live music, and when it finished and everone stood we noticed that someone had left their rucksack on the floor in front of us. Deciding to be good citizens, we picked it up and made our way towards one of the convention organisers.
On the way, we ran into one ofwanttobeatree's friends.
"Someone left their bag behind," we said.
"Did you know Genevieve's over there?" she asked.
"WHAT?" we demanded, before dashing away in the indicated direction, leaving the rucksack abandoned in the arms of Tree's mildly bemused friend.
There were desks and security guards barring us from the corner of the room Tree's friend had indicated, but with a little craning we did indeed manage to spot Genevieve's beautiful face. "Oh my God, she's there, oh my God," I exclaimed manfully, before staff members pulled a screen across the corner, cruelly hiding her from our sight.
We were, quite understandably, not let in to shout 'OMG ♥' at an actress who wasn't officially part of the convention and presumably just wanted to listen to some music, so we asked a staff member to pass on our 'OMG ♥' to her and retreated to make excited squeaking noises at each other and eye the Genevieve-obscuring screen longingly.
And, as a result of our creepy lingering, we were near the front of the queue when Genevieve unexpectedly emerged to sign a very limited (only forty-two!) number of photographs.
THE MORAL OF THIS STORY: CREEPY LINGERING PAYS.
She was so lovely! She shook my hand and said my name was beautiful and was generally so gorgeous and friendly and charming. I stumbled away in a daze, clutching the amazing Ruby picture she had signed, and then collapsed into Susan's arms and started crying.
AND I WAS BEING SO DIGNIFIED UP TO THAT POINT. I swear I was not that excited about any of the official guests. Jared and Jensen? Yeah, they're pretty awesome. Genevieve? HEARTS AND INCOHERENCY.
The next day, I had Jared autograph my DVDs. The exchange we had went like this:
Jared: Hi!
Riona: Hi! Um, I spoke to Genevieve Cortese yesterday, and I was wondering whether you could thank her for me, because she was so lovely.
Jared: She is! She is. She's a doll. I definitely will.
Riona: Thank you! And thank you for coming as well; I hear you play something on Supernatural.
Jared: (throws back his head and laughs) Yeah, now and then.
That's right: I got a full head-thrown-back laugh out of Jared Padalecki. It felt pretty awesome.
Speaking of High School Musical (well, I was before the cut): an audience member suggested that Zac Efron play Sam in ten or twenty years' time. THAT'S RIGHT: ZAC EFRON IS FIFTY-YEAR-OLD SAM WINCHESTER.
At some point in the future, I shall probably make a rambling and disjointed entry about the actors who were, you know, actually there to talk and things, all of whom were amazing. For now, however, all you get is this little tale of my being smitten and ridiculous. Also, I'll tell you that at one point Jensen Ackles, rather oddly, said, 'If I were a dude, I would be here.'
It doesn't make any more sense in context.
Firstly: I was terribly nervous beforehand, and it was very expensive, and the organisation was dreadful, and we lived off crisps and Subway sandwiches for three days, and I've never queued so much in my life, but it was such a good experience and I'm so glad I went. I was sharing a room with
wanttobeatree and theoret, who are amazing, and all of the actors were some combination of friendly, hilarious, adorable and insane.(From what I've heard, however, Jensen Ackles may have had a less good experience, which makes me quite sad. THINGS FOR FUTURE CONVENTION ORGANISERS TO BEAR IN MIND: you cannot force a man to sign a million autographs in two afternoons, because his hand will fall off.)
Friday was a rather frustrating day of travelling on trains and failing to travel in queues, of which the highlight was playing 'Truth or Unicorn' in the photo queue with
a_starfish. Basically, the players sit in a circle and spin a toy unicorn, and then the person to whom the horn is pointing has to either act like a unicorn or tell the truth... about unicorns.We are easily amused. Also,
wanttobeatree is an excellent galloper.By the time we filed into the panel room on Saturday, we had spent countless hours in queues and on trains, and we were tired, and the start was delayed, and I was wondering whether I had made a horrible mistake by coming, and then a fanvid to 'The Boys are Back' from High School Musical 3 started up and I knew it was going to be a good weekend.
Here is the story of my favourite part.
As all three of us are huge Ruby fans, one of the things that had most excited us about the prospect of going to Asylum was the rumour that Genevieve Cortese might be present to support Jared. There was no sign of her, however, and by the disco on Saturday evening we had more or less given up hope of a sighting.
We were sitting on the floor, stealing each other's shoes and listening to the live music, and when it finished and everone stood we noticed that someone had left their rucksack on the floor in front of us. Deciding to be good citizens, we picked it up and made our way towards one of the convention organisers.
On the way, we ran into one of
wanttobeatree's friends."Someone left their bag behind," we said.
"Did you know Genevieve's over there?" she asked.
"WHAT?" we demanded, before dashing away in the indicated direction, leaving the rucksack abandoned in the arms of Tree's mildly bemused friend.
There were desks and security guards barring us from the corner of the room Tree's friend had indicated, but with a little craning we did indeed manage to spot Genevieve's beautiful face. "Oh my God, she's there, oh my God," I exclaimed manfully, before staff members pulled a screen across the corner, cruelly hiding her from our sight.
We were, quite understandably, not let in to shout 'OMG ♥' at an actress who wasn't officially part of the convention and presumably just wanted to listen to some music, so we asked a staff member to pass on our 'OMG ♥' to her and retreated to make excited squeaking noises at each other and eye the Genevieve-obscuring screen longingly.
And, as a result of our creepy lingering, we were near the front of the queue when Genevieve unexpectedly emerged to sign a very limited (only forty-two!) number of photographs.
THE MORAL OF THIS STORY: CREEPY LINGERING PAYS.
She was so lovely! She shook my hand and said my name was beautiful and was generally so gorgeous and friendly and charming. I stumbled away in a daze, clutching the amazing Ruby picture she had signed, and then collapsed into Susan's arms and started crying.
AND I WAS BEING SO DIGNIFIED UP TO THAT POINT. I swear I was not that excited about any of the official guests. Jared and Jensen? Yeah, they're pretty awesome. Genevieve? HEARTS AND INCOHERENCY.
The next day, I had Jared autograph my DVDs. The exchange we had went like this:
Jared: Hi!
Riona: Hi! Um, I spoke to Genevieve Cortese yesterday, and I was wondering whether you could thank her for me, because she was so lovely.
Jared: She is! She is. She's a doll. I definitely will.
Riona: Thank you! And thank you for coming as well; I hear you play something on Supernatural.
Jared: (throws back his head and laughs) Yeah, now and then.
That's right: I got a full head-thrown-back laugh out of Jared Padalecki. It felt pretty awesome.
Speaking of High School Musical (well, I was before the cut): an audience member suggested that Zac Efron play Sam in ten or twenty years' time. THAT'S RIGHT: ZAC EFRON IS FIFTY-YEAR-OLD SAM WINCHESTER.
At some point in the future, I shall probably make a rambling and disjointed entry about the actors who were, you know, actually there to talk and things, all of whom were amazing. For now, however, all you get is this little tale of my being smitten and ridiculous. Also, I'll tell you that at one point Jensen Ackles, rather oddly, said, 'If I were a dude, I would be here.'
It doesn't make any more sense in context.
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