I forced myself out of bed (a sleeping bag halfway under a desk) at the unreasonable hour of 8AM because of the Dragon*Con parade. For 10 years, Dragon*Con has taken over the streets of Atlanta on Saturday morning. Some people think Dragon*Con is the parade. If only they knew about the other 100-ish hours of amazing costumes and partying taking place under their very noses! I was not going to photograph the parade itself. Lots of people do that, as you can see below.

No, I was interested in the staging area, where I was sure to catch lots of people in costume waiting around. Perfect for getting mugshots! I’m rather disappointed that I only averaged one per minute, but one can never tell exactly what will happen or whom one will meet in the staging area.


Both Warhammer 40000 and Dragon Age were represented by surprisingly large groups.


Another surprise: using Sharpie as a temporary tattoo! Whenever I offer supplies at Dragon*Con, they are used in a way I don’t expect. Remind me to tell you about the duct tape in 2009 sometime.



The Star Wars costumes at Dragon*Con continue to be numerous, diverse, and impressive.

I was also surprised by the number of beautiful purple women. Note to all aspiring photographers, and everyone, really. Don’t be that guy on the right.


At the Valve gathering, we see internet-celebrity Furin having a bit of trouble with her Wheatley puppet.

The other Wheatley puppet and Chell are unconcerned.


I’m Commander Shepard and this is my favorite Mass Effect group on the Citadel. Apparently there was another secret group that didn’t come to the Mass Effect gathering, but I never saw them and only a few photos have surfaced. Were they real or just a dream?

I was quite lax in photographing my roommates, but you can see one of them oppressing me there on the left. The guy on the right, Party-Rock War Machine, abused me quite accidentally. I leaned in close to ask for a photo so he could hear me through his helmet and over the music blasting out of his armor. He also leaned in and brought his shoulder-mounted cannon down on my head. Fortunately, being extremely tall has given me ample practice with being struck on the head, so I handled it well.


I met Quorra here and mentioned that I had seen Kevin Flynn just a few minutes earlier. After hearing his description, she was sure he was the “Papa Flynn” she had bonded with at an earlier TRON gathering and implored me to go find him. Finding anyone at Dragon*Con is a nightmare, but after two laps of the rear of the Marriott and found him and led him to this joyful reunion.

Soon afterward, I was searching the Marriott once again. The number on my board read “666″ so I had to find a devil or demon. I passed Satan going down (of course) an escalator, so as soon as I reached the top I came back down after him. I asked people at the bottom “I’m looking for Satan.” “Who?” “The Devil!” He hadn’t gone far, and I got my shot. Supergirl’s picture is next to his because they are both pouting.


I am impressed by his authenticity and her ingenuity.


While I was getting The Invisible Girl’s mugshot, some lunkhead jumped into the picture and startled her.

