An Angel

An Angel

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

RMFC

Rocky Mountain Furry Convention, a.k.a, RMFC.

I went to this furcon this year. It was life changing. How? I was able to be around others that were like me. A furry. Like the Renaissance Festival earlier this year, this Con was the MOST fun I've had. I loved it. The above picture, I will tell you who they are later in this post.

Me and my mate took close to 375 pictures of this convention. Most of it was during the Furade, or Furry Parade. The others, were done on my phone, and were random photo ops around the Convention. I enjoyed myself so much, I was sad that the weekend ended. I met a lot of new people too. A fursuiter named Draces, Another named Growly, and more named Osiris, spinning peanut, Kotanu, and gods, so many others. Next year, I will be going as a suiter as well. Siamese house cat.

I completely enjoyed myself. The sights, sounds, the FUN I had was immense. I can't even put into words how much Fun I had. Seeing all of these people suited up, and acting so adorably cute. I had cuteness overload several times.

One was named ToxicMutt. Pink and Green florescent colors on her suit. She was completely adorable. I have the vision in my head of everything she did. From covering her face, to dancing oh so awesomely. I can't help but giggle and scritch her ears!!

And Draces!! He had Blinkie Paws!!! I LOVED his fursuit!!! I took like four photos of him IN his fursuit!! And I would love to Snuggle with him. hes so snuggleable. In my opinion at least.

All of these furries, made me feel at home. It was a convention yes, but it felt so right. The collar, cuffs. The fursuiters. My collar and Cuffs would fit over my fursuit. When I get it that is. I got this feeling of finally finding a path. A direction to move, FINALLY. I had tears sometimes at thinking that I had come into this too late. Into the fur suiting, and I'm 32. But I don't care. I finally found this direction. I will be moving forwards. I will, and I have vowed this with my own blood, get a fur suit made for me. I've wanted one for a long time, and now I finally have the chance to get one made. And then Next year, I WILL be me. The real me. The siamese cat in Second Life. Ghostie Caeran. I was holding back some, when people were shining a laser in front of me. I wanted to BE that cat, but I was also self conscious on how I would look. I didn't want to look like an idiot. But I also knew that I wasn't going to, as well. I wanted to let go. I had a drink, and I did for a little bit. But I wanna do that without that drink. So, next year, I will get fully into it. I can not wait. I wish it was a lot sooner, because I don't know what will happen between now and then. But I'm not gonna worry about that. I WILL go to the con, IN a fur suit. By my own blood, I swear this.

I also met Michy in person finally. I love his snuggles and pettings ^^ I'm so glad I got to meet him, finally. His words: "Gods damn you really are that short!" heheheh Yes I am. But its ok. You're really snuggleable Michy!! Anyways, He is down from Canada to visit Spike, his mate for a month. And he cooks!!! Oh. My. Gods. His cooking is phenomonal @_@ I LUFF IT!! *ahems* anyways, I need to sleep.

All pictures of the FurCon will be at Ghostiebois FurAffinity Page, where they will be uploaded. I have some there already, but I have a lot of pictures, so check back over the next week, as I will be adding them.

Also, in the photo up top, is Spike, my owner, and myself. :) Sweet Dreams, everyone.


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