BUCK Tails III - I wish for slllelleellellklll,.e,... ...

I.

Am.

Half-Dead.

Now that the internet in our hotel room is working and I no longer have Mic the Microphone giving story time while I'm trying to frantically peck out a blog response, I can give you something a little more in depth than...Well, a tiny, quick little thing.

So, me and my good friend Foxytail have managed to get all the way to Manchester in England in order to run the Super Smash Brothers Brawl tournament. Which is basically awesome-sauce.

Effectively this. Hey! I'm running on bacon and 5 hours of sleep in a bus! Cut me some slack!​

So, our journey started at about 11pm in London. We walked and then trained our way to the Coach station, where we climbed aboard after a long wait then sat down. About two hours later, we'd watches a Top Gear special, the true source of the Nile had been found and we figured we ought to get to sleep. I mean, we wouldn't get to any sort of bed...like at all for a good, solid 5 hours after we arrived in Manchester. Sleep would be a very, very good idea.

I managed to sleep. Foxytail did not. Because Foxytail had the smart idea of showing me this:

It looks like a Simulation of Fursuiters trying to use Skype in the dark but you need to play it to see just how effective this is.​

And it disturbed her during the night because ohmygodthatgamearetheyrightbehindmeIjustwanttohideaaaaaaaaahhhh!

I can't blame her, I'm amazed how I managed to sleep at all. What with the eyes...and those teeth...

Blllaaagh! Sorry. Shivers. Anyhoo!

We arrived. We got some bacon for breakfast then headed over. There, we got our wristbands, packing up the stuff and then just sitting in the guest room.

I decided to make a little post. Afterall, I've gone and done this two years running, why stop now?

Then? THEN! We slept. By Celestia's Sainted Undercrackers, the beds at Premier Inn are lovely and plush. It's like they have it down to a fine art. I'm sat in it fight now, cuddling up to my Fluttershy plushie. It's wonderful. Tonight is going to be incredibly comfortable.

So, then! Summer Sun Celebration. And here, I have to admit, I'm not heavily into the music side of the fandom. I dunno, I like the artwork, the games, the writing but not all of the music. I guess it's because my tastes never really left the late-80's/90's Rock scene...Bizarre but true. Still, what I saw was as impressive as always. It was flashy, fun and very ravey!

...We kinda set up the Wii in the guest room and played Smash Bros. Just me, Foxy, Cheesy Burger and anyone else that wandered through the room. I had my arse handed to me over and over. I...I think I'm just damn exhausted. However, Foxy's a beast on this stuff! That Kirby...Just watch out!

Otherwise, we just wandered around. We got to meander into the musician's room, pratted around with a glow-stick laiden Shawnnnnnn and checked out the venders for this weekend. You know what? These guys look fantastic! Pillows, incredibly expensive plushies, pillows, t-shirts, toys! You name it, they've got it, apparently! It's early but this has started off on a really good hoof. Or paw, if you prefer.

But yeah...BUCK feels very different. We've never been shoved together with all the musicians and artists before. It's nice, we get to actually chat to them for once rather than just pass them every so often at random times throughout the day. Even better is the Access All Areas we seem to be getting this year. OK, OK; it's a little childish but it's mildly fun to just flash your wrist and breeze past the staff with ease. It's the little things, sometimes...

Anyhoo, after an evening of playing and turning glow sticks into chains...because I don't know, we cavorted home. And then I started writing a blog post. And it started about...ah, I'm too tired for this recursive crap...