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I am attending a science-fiction/pop culture convention of some kind that’s being held in a Disney-like amusement park. This means every section of the park is done up to bring TV shows to life, to include weather effects (lightning, wind machines, etc).
I have somehow gotten into the convention using the identity of a photographer named Pajo. I have his ID and credentials, which give me access to all areas. The understanding is that he’s given them to me voluntarily.
I am walking around in the basement of the main complex, which looks like a shopping arcade, but the “stores” are various set pieces or auditoriums for the conference portion of the convention. A friend and I sneak into the main amphitheater, where the keynote speaker is Orson Scott Card. He is trying to talk about the new film version of Ender’s Game, but the audience is heckling him over both the film and his opinions on gay marriage.
I don’t have much interest, so I try to find an exit in the back. I find what I think is a mechanism that opens a door leading outside, but in fact it activates a retractable roof. The roof opens, but no one complains, since the talk is almost over anyway. I climb up to the last row of seats so I can climb out of the theatre and onto the sidewalk, but my credentials get caught on something and I need help getting down. This worries me somewhat, as the credentials are not mine, and I don't want to get Pajo in trouble for lending them to me.
I get free somehow and head for the parking lot. On the way, I pass a group of fans (or park employees) doing a cosplay performance that’s a cross between Doctor Who and The New Scooby Doo Movies. The idea is that the TARDIS has arrived in the middle of a Scooby Doo episode. The Doctor (the David Tennant one) doesn’t know how he got there, and the Mystery Inc gang help him to figure it out.
And then I woke up.
Who goes there,
This is dF
I have somehow gotten into the convention using the identity of a photographer named Pajo. I have his ID and credentials, which give me access to all areas. The understanding is that he’s given them to me voluntarily.
I am walking around in the basement of the main complex, which looks like a shopping arcade, but the “stores” are various set pieces or auditoriums for the conference portion of the convention. A friend and I sneak into the main amphitheater, where the keynote speaker is Orson Scott Card. He is trying to talk about the new film version of Ender’s Game, but the audience is heckling him over both the film and his opinions on gay marriage.
I don’t have much interest, so I try to find an exit in the back. I find what I think is a mechanism that opens a door leading outside, but in fact it activates a retractable roof. The roof opens, but no one complains, since the talk is almost over anyway. I climb up to the last row of seats so I can climb out of the theatre and onto the sidewalk, but my credentials get caught on something and I need help getting down. This worries me somewhat, as the credentials are not mine, and I don't want to get Pajo in trouble for lending them to me.
I get free somehow and head for the parking lot. On the way, I pass a group of fans (or park employees) doing a cosplay performance that’s a cross between Doctor Who and The New Scooby Doo Movies. The idea is that the TARDIS has arrived in the middle of a Scooby Doo episode. The Doctor (the David Tennant one) doesn’t know how he got there, and the Mystery Inc gang help him to figure it out.
And then I woke up.
Who goes there,
This is dF
