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silveradeptShare a book/song/movie/tv show/fanwork/etc that changed your life.
Less "changed my life," more "provided the source material for my only character cosplay," and "someone I very much looked forward to seeing at convention every year." Point is, I happened to meet Caroline Curtis at the local animation and goods store the same day that Fred Gallagher ("Piro" of Megatokyo) was also present, in essentially a "we know Fred is the draw, but here are some other neat people and their works for you to enjoy" event. (Remember what I said about paying attention to the background characters?) Caroline was working on a comic called 9th Elsewhere, about a girl who goes on a rabbit-hole journey into her own mind, aided (usually) by the muse assigned to her case, Eiji. Eiji is on over his head, and deliberately put there by one of the higher-ups in the muse organization O.R.M.Y., so that he can screw it up yet again and get properly fired.
One of Eiji's rivals, of a sort, and eventual ally, of a sort, is Dorian, so is a budget cosplayer's dream. Aside from having to manufacture the appliances that replace human ears with feather ears, you don't need any strange wardrobe. Dorian wears vests, ties, and slacks, and has a mustache. (Caroline was delighted to see me-Dorian.)
Of course, the comic itself stalled out, as they do. And it took a good long time before the printed version arrived after the pre-order, because, well, I suspect Carmen and Caroline may have had a lot more in common with each other than was let on.
9E might be my comic of hope, the one that I want to see finished and spread widely and adapted, because it's a fantastic story with excellent art, and it would likely be a triumph over serious brainweasels were it to happen. It's probably a tiny fandom of a tiny fandom, but perhaps, one day, that comic that I enjoyed talking about "umbrella-related poses" with all finally finish the journey through Carmen's mind and come home again. If nothing else, I have Optimism.
Wherever you are, Caroline, we miss you.
Less "changed my life," more "provided the source material for my only character cosplay," and "someone I very much looked forward to seeing at convention every year." Point is, I happened to meet Caroline Curtis at the local animation and goods store the same day that Fred Gallagher ("Piro" of Megatokyo) was also present, in essentially a "we know Fred is the draw, but here are some other neat people and their works for you to enjoy" event. (Remember what I said about paying attention to the background characters?) Caroline was working on a comic called 9th Elsewhere, about a girl who goes on a rabbit-hole journey into her own mind, aided (usually) by the muse assigned to her case, Eiji. Eiji is on over his head, and deliberately put there by one of the higher-ups in the muse organization O.R.M.Y., so that he can screw it up yet again and get properly fired.
One of Eiji's rivals, of a sort, and eventual ally, of a sort, is Dorian, so is a budget cosplayer's dream. Aside from having to manufacture the appliances that replace human ears with feather ears, you don't need any strange wardrobe. Dorian wears vests, ties, and slacks, and has a mustache. (Caroline was delighted to see me-Dorian.)
Of course, the comic itself stalled out, as they do. And it took a good long time before the printed version arrived after the pre-order, because, well, I suspect Carmen and Caroline may have had a lot more in common with each other than was let on.
9E might be my comic of hope, the one that I want to see finished and spread widely and adapted, because it's a fantastic story with excellent art, and it would likely be a triumph over serious brainweasels were it to happen. It's probably a tiny fandom of a tiny fandom, but perhaps, one day, that comic that I enjoyed talking about "umbrella-related poses" with all finally finish the journey through Carmen's mind and come home again. If nothing else, I have Optimism.
Wherever you are, Caroline, we miss you.
