Halloween Stories

The problem with Halloween is that it's not Comic Con.

For instance, Hakeem created his Tony Stark from scratch.


Wouldn't you have liked to know HOW he built it?

Wouldn't you have liked to argue with Khayra about how she was more Anime character than Pepper Potts? 

Wouldn't you have liked to hear about why I was dressed as Amelia Pond, why my nails were (Tardis) blue, and why you should love My Doctor (the 11th!)?

No. You wouldn't have. Because it wasn't Comic Con. It was Halloween.

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Here's my first conversation with a stranger. It was the "guess who I am" conversation.

Yeah, I really dunno who you are, I say.
After a few awkward moments of shrugging, he says, Twilight? Really white guy?
Ohhh, I say. Yes. Of course. *thumbs up*
And you, he asks. Who are you supposed to be?
No one, I say. I'm just here as a regular person. No costume. 

Because he wouldn't know who The Doctor was.

And Geekdom continues to protect our collective virginity.

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