This is neither a picture nor a video (picture coming later), but a story that I've been told to post for all to read. Note: Conversations are paraphrased since I don't have a snapshot memory.
Three Sorority Girls Discover Magfest
Scene: Sunday morning, between 2 and 3AM.
After chilling out in the Lumberjack Lounge for a couple of hours, I decided it was time to hit the sack. The quickest route to my room was down the elevator, a walk across the lobby, and back up the other side elevator. I elevated downward, hit Floor 1, and headed toward the red carpet by the check-in desk. Before my slippers hit the carpet, I hear "Hey you!" from semi-behind me and turn to find a mid twenties female in a cocktail dress, makeup, jewelry, heels, and obviously curious .. without a MAGFest badge. And hot, by most standards.
"Are you part of this convention? Who are all these people?" she asks.
"This is MAGFest, where the MAG stands for Music and Gaming. We play video games, listen to game music, that sort of thing," I reply.
With that, two of her friends (also dressed to the nines and hot) enter the lobby, walk over, and start asking her what's going on. I reiterate the above and we exchange names and formalities. They were part of a larger group of sorority sisters from a college (withheld for privacy) and were out celebrating Girl #3’s birthday. They had driven quite a ways to get to the area and were spending the night at the Gaylord.
"I want to play Mario Kart. Do they have Mario Kart?" Girl #1 says.
"You can't get into the game room without paying for a badge."
"Where can I buy a badge? I really want to play some Mario Kart."
"I doubt that the registration booth is open, but I can show you."
"Awesome! I know everybody’s going to like me playing Mario Kart because I lose a lot."
"That’s not the only reason why they’re going to like you."
I got a cheap laugh from one of them, and we took the escalator up to Floor 2. I notice all the visual attention the girls and I are getting (OK, maybe it was just the girls), and simultaneously become aware of my situation. Pretty awesome feeling, but I still had a mission to get these girls to the game room. We walk past the panels rooms and the concert rooms to find the registration booth ... closed. The secret chiptune concert is blasting not too far away, so I keep the conversation going.
"Looks like you can’t buy a badge, so they will turn you away from the game room. You guys want to hear the concert?"
They silently follow me to the concert where Dauragon was jamming out on his Gameboy to an upbeat, dancey mix. Girl #2 leaves to use the restroom. We stop somewhere in the middle of the small crowd of ~20 people and girl #1 immediately says, "I want to dance up on the stage. Can I do that?"
It doesn’t matter what I said in response, because girls #1 and 3 walk toward stage right without acknowledging me. And they start dancing with Dauragon while met with loud cheers from the crowd. There were some crude crowd comments that were said, and needless to say, the girls didn’t appreciate them (they said so afterwards). Girl #3 got stage fright and walked back to me after that, but Girl #1, still as curious as when she said hi to me, was talking to Dauragon about his music while he’s standing there making it. He even lets her push a button to drop the beat after a breakdown. Dude was chill.
Girl #1 walks offstage, Girl #2 comes back from the restroom, and Girls #1 and 2 go BACK up on the stage and dance with Dauragon more. More cheers. I snapped a picture of the girls on stage with my buddy q-pa’s camera (the only photo evidence I have of this story). But even better: somebody took video.
The video starts here and continues into
video as well. Girl #1 = black dress, Girl #2 = brown dress, Girl #3 = blue dress.The girls get bored and start leaving. I chat a minute more with q-pa and then again with A_Rival. They compliment me on my dates for the evening (ha!) and I catch up to the girls who are visibly lost in the monster that is the Gaylord.
"We’re headed to our rooms to freshen up," Girl #3 says.
"And let me guess: you can’t find the elevators?" I say.
"No, we’re lost."
"I’ll show you where they are, since the closest elevators are not the ones you need to take to get to your room (for those that attended, the hotel rooms were partitioned)."
"Steve, thanks for being nice to us not like those other guys. You want to join us for some shots?" says Girl #1.
And unfortunately, this is where the story gets sad. Apparently, a dude in khakis and a polo chatting it up with 3 very well dressed ladies is an invitation for all to join.
"Did somebody say shots? I’m totally up for some shots!" From behind comes two guys committed to getting themselves involved with these girls in the creepiest way possible. I can appreciate a dude with balls, but their drunken state screamed awkward instead of oozed cool. The girls are friendly with them and excited about shots, but Girl #1 shoots me a disturbed look and I can tell this ship isn’t going to stay afloat for long.
I get the now larger group of us moving to the other end of the hotel, but the best way I can describe the next 45 seconds it takes to get across the atrium is this: the girls are chewed up gum rolling across a dirty carpet. We managed to pick up five more creepy dudes in that timeframe, totaling 11 of us waiting at the elevators. 10 of the 11 get in an elevator, the doors close, and that is the cliffhanger ending to my story.
Bigtime edit: Added video links! Apparently the girls weren't creeped out as much as I thought, because they came back down for A_Rival's show after I last saw them and went to bed. More video for the curious!
I'm really glad these videos showcase the awesome parts of my story vs. the not so awesome parts. The girls rolled with it though, and came back for more.