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Halloween weekend: Necronomicon!

Necronomicon is the closest local equivalent of the Hajj, the Islamic pilgrimage to Mecca. The nice thing about Necro is that the pilgrimage comes to me, rather than the other way around. It’s an annual convention of science-fiction geekdom of high order.

Sadly, I have relatively few pictures to share of this year’s Necro, as an unfortunate accident on my part deleted many pictures from my camera. All was not lost, though, and I do hae much delight to show you.

smoocherie stayed with us for the weekend, which was delightful; we’ve seen more of her these past three weeks than in the six months prior. Shelly got a new, silver corset for this year’s festivities, and it is the hottest. Thing. EVAR.

The convention was, as it always is, the usual assortment of geeks, freeks, and general hottnests. This year’s festivities featured not one but two strip parties; Strip “Are You a Werewolf?” and Strip “Apples to Apples.” Physicist Sir Arthur Eddington once observed, “Not only is the universe stranger than we imagine, it is stranger than we can imagine.” It is not, however, so strange that datan0de can not make any part of it into a game in which the players disrobe.


Of bondage, drama, and nudity

Friday night: Strip “Are You a Werewolf?” This is a social game, played with a deck of cards which randomly assigns a role–werewolf, villager, or seer, to the players. A game is played in cycles; each night, the werewolves, whose identity is unknown to the other players, silently and secretly choose a player to devour. That player is then removed from the game, and the seer silently chooses a player and has a vision that identifies that player as villager or werewolf. The villagers, incensed at the heinous crime, vote among themselves as to which of their number they believe to be the werewolf, who is then lynched. The cycle continues until the werewolves devour the villagers or the villagers correctly identify and lynch the werewolves.

Traditionally, the way we play is that each member of the losing side–werewolf or villager–loses an article of clothing.

During this year’s werewolf party, someone brought out a large coil of rope and casually mentioned that it was ideal for tying people up with, and someone else–a friend of phyrra and nihilus–eagerly volunteered to be the subject. “Well, hey,” someone else–I didn’t quite catch who–said, “Franklin here does rope bondage, and the next thing you know…

“I’ll try to do this without groping you,” sez I. “Groping’s cool, grope away,” sez she. I managed not to grope her–probably a good thing, since her partner appeared about midway through, within seconds of this picture being taken, and there was some drama. I didn’t witness the drama, and I’m told it was resolved amicably the following day, which is always good.

Got a nasty rope burn on my thumb, though.


Of elevators, Apples to Apples, and taking over the world

Saturday we made our appearance at the convention quite late, a fact I blame on smoocherie. I wanted to go to bed early, see, but she insisted on being interesting at me.

We arrived eventually, and ate ice cream. Ran into an old partner of mine, M:


smoocherie, M, and Shelly

Also spent some time with my archnemesis, and saw his hero, Gir:

My partner S‘s other partner Sterling entered, and won, the masquerade contest. I’m told this is a character from the TV show Angel; never seen it.


Necro was held in a new hotel this year. Traditionally, in every hotel which plays host to the convention, at least one of the elevators will fail every year…and this year continued the tradition. Fortunately, the new hotel is equipped with hydraulic elevators, which don’t fall when they’re overloaded.

The elevators were mirrored, as all swanky elevators in all upscale hotels are.


smoocherie multiplied, and my partner S

Later that evening: strip Apples to Apples.


Sunday: Groping and Relationship Negotiations

istislah showed up on Sunday, so sadly missed much of the activities. She did, however, bring a rather copious supply of M&Ms.

Now, negotiation is an important part of any relationship, particularly a polyamorous relationship or a BDSM relationship. smoocherie and I are, for example, currently negotiating the beginning of a relationship right now. However, even the fearsome negotiation skills of all of us combined–smoocherie, Shelly, Sterling, and I–failed before the complexity of the negotiations over istislah‘s M&Ms. In fact, I was just today informed that istislah has made a unilateral and entirely non-negotiated decision regarding the disposition of the remaining M&Ms, something which might warrant a Kierista-style gestalt on the subject.

She also took advantage of the opportunity to grope smoocherie, something that may or may not have been negotiated but definitely needed no intervention:


I had more pictures, which have been sent to digital oblivion–among them being pics during Werewolf and many pics of S and the members of the Smoosh. smoocherie snapped this pic of me, which is horribly backlit but shows off my fun “Hellraiser” jacket:

I know a lot of you guys out there have additional pics, which I need to get copies of…datan0de? zensidhe? nekkidsteve? (I got the pics you sent of the impromptu bondage session.) Anybody else?

30 thoughts on “More sights to show you

  1. “Not only is the universe stranger than we imagine, it is stranger than we can imagine.” It is not, however, so strange that [info]datan0de can not make any part of it into a game in which the players disrobe.
    Everybody has to be passionate about something. I happen to be passionate about seeing all of my friends naked. 😉

    Got a nasty rope burn on my thumb, though.
    Never in all my days have I felt less sympathy for you. 🙂

    I know a lot of you guys out there have additional pics, which I need to get copies of…
    I need to put together lists of who gets what pix, who wants what pix, and who’s comfortable sharing what pix. In other words, I’ll definitely get you copies sometime before Necro next year.

    Love your pix, BTW. I also really liked your ropework demonstration.

    Oh, and you’ve been told correctly- Sterling’s rendition of Lorne was dead on.

    A marvelous weekend overall. At least as best I can recall…

  2. “Not only is the universe stranger than we imagine, it is stranger than we can imagine.” It is not, however, so strange that [info]datan0de can not make any part of it into a game in which the players disrobe.
    Everybody has to be passionate about something. I happen to be passionate about seeing all of my friends naked. 😉

    Got a nasty rope burn on my thumb, though.
    Never in all my days have I felt less sympathy for you. 🙂

    I know a lot of you guys out there have additional pics, which I need to get copies of…
    I need to put together lists of who gets what pix, who wants what pix, and who’s comfortable sharing what pix. In other words, I’ll definitely get you copies sometime before Necro next year.

    Love your pix, BTW. I also really liked your ropework demonstration.

    Oh, and you’ve been told correctly- Sterling’s rendition of Lorne was dead on.

    A marvelous weekend overall. At least as best I can recall…

  3. Whoa, I need to get myself a fishnet shirt! I enjoyed reading about your con visit and looking at your pictures 🙂 (I think this is the first time I’ve commented in your journal!)

  4. Whoa, I need to get myself a fishnet shirt! I enjoyed reading about your con visit and looking at your pictures 🙂 (I think this is the first time I’ve commented in your journal!)

  5. Oooh. Photos. Your jacket is reeeally nice (and generally it’s fun to realise that LJ people really do look like people, not like stick figures and a heart :))

    I think what I like most about these photos is how everyone looks happy, confident in themselves, in how they look, and other such tasty things. (and if they’re scifi geeks I am in *heaven*). I get the feeling I would have fun getting to know any of them. Shame I only ever hear of these sorts of gatherings in America…

    apologies for the minor stalking. I promise not to do it too often.

    • That’s the nice thing about science fiction conventions–they’re meccas for geeky sci-fi fans and other assorted freaks. 🙂

      So out of curiousity, what country are you in?

      • I’m in London, UK, half the time, and Oxford (still UK) for the other half – swapping between home and university you see, arranged just so I get to always miss ‘home’, no matter where I am 🙂 they’re both great place to live though so it’s all good.

        Stuff probably happens in London, but I don’t think it’s on the scale of the American ones. The only one I ever hear of is the Discworld convention, and much though I love it, I think those costumes would look a tad out of place there 😉

        also, I still look about 15 years old *sigh*. Pretty and all, but underaged. Despite being 19.

  6. Oooh. Photos. Your jacket is reeeally nice (and generally it’s fun to realise that LJ people really do look like people, not like stick figures and a heart :))

    I think what I like most about these photos is how everyone looks happy, confident in themselves, in how they look, and other such tasty things. (and if they’re scifi geeks I am in *heaven*). I get the feeling I would have fun getting to know any of them. Shame I only ever hear of these sorts of gatherings in America…

    apologies for the minor stalking. I promise not to do it too often.

  7. That’s the nice thing about science fiction conventions–they’re meccas for geeky sci-fi fans and other assorted freaks. 🙂

    So out of curiousity, what country are you in?

  8. I’m in London, UK, half the time, and Oxford (still UK) for the other half – swapping between home and university you see, arranged just so I get to always miss ‘home’, no matter where I am 🙂 they’re both great place to live though so it’s all good.

    Stuff probably happens in London, but I don’t think it’s on the scale of the American ones. The only one I ever hear of is the Discworld convention, and much though I love it, I think those costumes would look a tad out of place there 😉

    also, I still look about 15 years old *sigh*. Pretty and all, but underaged. Despite being 19.

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