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The Plot Device
 Posted: Jul 23 2016, 16:58
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Rules for the thread;;
  • No more than 300 words per post - this is quickfire! - for reference, the RP part of this post is 300 words
  • There is no posting order, and this account will interject at random
  • Have fun!
Official volunteers;;
  • Guest of Honour - Chuck Shurley
  • Guest of Honour Crew - McKenna Ryder, Emmett Brody
  • Event Organisers - Charlie Bradbury, Caroline Forbes
  • Caterers - Liv Parker
  • Photographers - Dex Xavier
  • Press - Clea Givens
  • Guides - Elena Gilbert
  • Security - Toby Sinclair, Leon Hart
  • Vendors - Scott Madge, Ash Harrison
  • Costume Competition Judges - Chuck Shurley, Vince Burkhardt, Clea Givens
  • Costume Competition Entrants - Luci Castellanos, Verchiel, Sara Hart
  • If you are not listed above, please post here to let us know you're going to volunteer!
Challenges for the thread;; (in character, optional)
  • Get Chuck's "Carver Edlund" autograph
  • Get a photo with Chuck
  • Ask Chuck a question at the Q&A
Program of events;;
  • 9am - general access granted
  • 9:15am - 11:15pm - Visit Our Vendors
  • 11:30am - 1pm - It's Lunch Time!
  • 1:15pm - 2:45pm - A Word with the Author, "Carver Edlund"
  • 3pm - 4pm - Costume Competition
  • 4pm - 5:30pm - Meet and Greet with "Carver Edlund"
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Attendees lined up outside Whitmore House that morning, a good number of them in costume, the location for the convention, and upon entry, receive a glossy pocket-sized booklet, boasting to be the official program, the plan of the day split over a couple of pages with pictures and illustrations, as well as some adverts for the vendors. The cover has a quite colourful inverted pentagram stamped on it, proudly naming the event "First Annual Supernatural Convention". Some copies of the program have a black submarine shaped sticker haphazardly slapped on the inside of the back cover, advertising in silvery handwriting that there is to be an unofficial after party held at the college bar, with live music from The Black Submarines, a Belgian The Black Keys tribute band. These stickers are just enough for people to start talking and word to start spreading around.

The first room on the left of the main hallway are set up with a few stalls of various vendors. The first room on the right of the hallway is currently closed off, labeled as the food hall, due to open at 11:30am. The main room at the very end of the hall is where the Q&A is set to take place, as well as the costume competition and the meet and greet. The walls are lined with artwork from the Supernatural series, created by different artists - some of their works advising that they will be in the vendors' hall today - and some posters presenting the author himself, "Carver Edlund" - more well known around campus by his real name, Chuck Shurley - in some very classic book sleeve photo style pictures, advertising the various events entailing his involvement.

From 9:15, the vendors' hall is far game and attendees are slowly filing in as things begin.
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Elena Gilbert
 Posted: Aug 13 2016, 02:48
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As many of Elena’s former high school teachers and some current college professors said, volunteerism was always something nice to put on a resume for future job prospects. The brunette wasn’t exactly sure if she could count being a guide at a local convention as much of a helping hand effort, but she was intrigued to see what the day had up its sleeve. The author that had spoke at the college recently was the guest of honor and Elena thought it was interesting to see so many people interested in the book series. For a man that spoke with a somewhat quiet demeanor, he seemed to have a good fanbase.

Elena followed some of the first group of students that were allowed in the building as she shifted her makeshift name tag on her shirt as she moved to grab the stack of booklets highlighting the important times during the event that would be happening that day. “Welcome guys, come on in – lots to see and do here today, let us know if you have questions,” Elena called out frantically trying to make sure each person that passed her had a book in hand. If this was the crowd early enough in the morning, Elena wondered if the numbers would increase even more.
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Sara Hart
 Posted: Aug 14 2016, 16:05
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Mystic Falls wasn’t disappointing in the realm of events that were happening in town and he surrounding areas, but Sara found herself in unfamiliar territory attending a convention like this before. She had only begun reading the Supernatural series, and from the looks of most of the crowd waiting to enter the event venue there were some that were hardcore fans. Sara had put together a quick outfit to try to participate in it’s full capacity, but she found herself shoving it into a tote bag she brought along in fear that she’d easily be underdressed for the costume competition. She figured it would be easy enough to bow out if need be.

Once the doors opened and the crowd began quickly moving inside, Sara eagerly followed the rest of the group inside and picked up the ornate packet everyone was given outlining the events for the day. The brunette moved off the side away from the crowd to scan the contents of the booklet with widened eyes. “Man, there’s a lot happening here today, that’s so cool! I’m not exactly sure what I want to do first,” she said excitedly to the other person standing near her. This was way better than a long shift at work.
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Ric Saltzman
 Posted: Aug 28 2016, 18:59
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Moral support. He could do that for a day. Standing outside Whitmore House Ric was having to give himself a pep talk to handle the crowd around him. Spending all day almost every day with teens and young adults had taught him just big groups of them could be like but he was pretty sure this was the most he’d ever seen in costume outside of Halloween. Plaid was big, Ric realised, glancing around with faintly narrowed eyes, denim and clunky boots too. He supposed that was something out of these books but not having read them himself yet most of the subtleties were passing him by. If it wasn’t for Elena lending a hand here and Caroline practically running the place he might’ve been spending the afternoon alone in his office with a bottle of something and the Daren book.

Instead he was lining up with the fans, watching the excitement ripple through the crowd. The instant the doors opened the whole mass of them moved forward, filing through the doors, taking the booklets being handed out by … ”Elena,” Ric breathed her name with a chuckle of relief. He reached out a hand, snagged one of the booklets she was scattering throughout the crowd. ”I’d ask where the exit is but I have a feeling if Caroline sees me heading for it she’ll have me duct taped to one of the stalls in here helping out in punishment.” He looked up at her, a half sheepish look on in his face. ”Any recommendations for the uninitiated?” Other than the bar that had to be in here somewhere of course. There were usually refreshments at these things, some of the adult variety that half of those in the crowd weren’t old enough to touch.
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Elena Gilbert
 Posted: Sep 11 2016, 02:23
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Elena recognized several of the faces in the crowd as they passed through the doorway and into the building, but when Alaric approached her he seemed to stick out amid the crowd. Even with an event like this, she was happy to see him out socializing with the town and wondered if he was meeting Katie at the event. She eagerly tossed a booklet in his direction before stepping to the side away from the growing crowd near the door to speak to him. “Now c’mon Ric, you got this far, might as well continue on and see what the place has to offer,” she laughed and gestured with her free hand toward the various booths and now open doors leading to more of the event.

Elena personally hadn’t dived into the Supernatural series to it’s full potential in a way, so she understood where Ric was coming from questioning what he could do. “Well, there’s plenty of businesses around town with booths lined up if you’re in a shopping mood. We’ve got awhile before the open up the food lines, but no bar hiding at this one unfortunately,” Elena added before she coaxed Ric to flip open the booklet she gave him. “There’s a layout of everything in here. Maybe you’ll see some friends new and old?” she suggested with a smirk on her face before hugging the booklets to her chest.
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Ric Saltzman
 Posted: Sep 15 2016, 17:29
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Should’ve stayed in his office, Ric thought belatedly as Elena passed him a booklet and stepped aside. The half-finished bottle of single malt in his bottom drawer was calling his name and in comparison to this even marking the three dozen term papers that’d been handed in yesterday was preferable. Yet, for the ‘gang’, he was here. Ric made a non-committal sound as he glanced from the booklet in his hands to the booths and the doors to the inner sanctum Elena was gesturing at. ”A couple of hours watching people walk around in fake beards and every bit of plaid in the state ... you’re right, there’s gotta be something to that,” Ric drawled. His mouth turned up into a grin as he looked back at Elena. ”If I end up as miserable as I think I’ll be, I’m holding you accountable.” And if, by some miracle, he half enjoyed it ... then he’d be eating crow.

The minute Elena said no bar, Ric tried backing up a step but the crowd behind him stopped him. Huffing out a breath, Ric flipped open the booklet, blue eyes scanning the pages. Shopping mood might’ve been pushing things a little far, especially since it looked like most of these stalls had their theme going on. Maybe he’d stumble across something real enough to make this worthwhile. ”Suppose I can walk around, get the lay of the land...” His voice trailed off as he caught the mention of friends. Opening his mouth in mock shock, Ric clamped a hand over it. ”You mean Damon might be here? I’ll get some buddy time? Yay!” He clapped his hands together, mock celebrating. It was obvious who Elena had meant, the witch he’d rescued from vampires, the one who’d started getting under his skin.
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Abigail Harrison
 Posted: Sep 24 2016, 02:19
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To say Ash hadn't heard the best of things about the convention's guest of honour was an understatement. Her manager hadn't exactly been the nicest about describing Chuck, but Ash wasn't a great believer in a lot of the things that came out of the guy's mouth. He was such a gossip merchant, happy to throw someone else under the bus or put their reputation on the line. Ash was a big believer in not judging a book by its cover - which was a good thing, since even if she were into guys, he wouldn't be her type; he was a little too rough around the edges, so to speak - and to be honest, his books weren't actually that bad. Sure, a lot of people just group them in with Twilight or whatever because Supernatural was technically a fantasy series, but the fans would definitely tell you different from what she had gathered in just looking around even a couple of fan boards. The true fans of the series did not mess around.

She pretty much just meandered in with the crowd, knowing there would be a few other people sitting at the booth already anyway, and not wanting to take advantage of her brightly coloured vendor pass just yet. She tugged at the lanyard, glancing down at her name on the badge, having been haphazardly scribbled on in black Sharpie before someone speaking nearby brought her to lift her head and shift her attention, a smile tugging at her mouth as she took in the sight of the cutesy little brunette.

"Well, if you like bright colours and fancy comics, you should come check us out," she suggested, reaching over and tapping the bold, brightly coloured Ashes to Ashes logo as the girl flipped the page in her guide.
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Charlene Bradbury
 Posted: Sep 24 2016, 02:25
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Charlie ducked out of the main hall where Chuck was with the others, clipboard folder tucked under one arm, ear piece curled around one of her ears. This wasn't the first time she'd helped out with an event like this, and she hoped this one would be less stressful than the ones she had since it was a small convention for a small series. Sure, they had predicted a few hundred or so people, maybe more if they were lucky, but they had a small venue, and she didn't think many people who know where Whitmore was. Although, she wouldn't underestimate the power of a fandom, having witnessed what some are capable of when they put their mind to something. She was definitely optimistic about it all, however. Chuck honestly seemed like a pretty nice guy and deserved to be in the limelight for a bit, despite being a little quiet, although, his manager and the like left much to be desired.

She wandered through the crowd, shuffling her way into the vendors' hall along with everyone else, untucking the organiser pass she had been made from her hoody so people could see she wasn't just being an impatient ass or something. She skirted around the vendors, noting a few absentees, although, she was sure they would be turning up since everyone had paid a deposit for the opportunity to be there. People don't just randomly through money away at events like this when they're attending in a capacity like that.

She circled back around to the main hallway, smiling at people as they passed, chewing on her lip as she turned her attention to her clipboard, glancing over the itinerary Caroline had so meticulously thought out. That girl was an absolute gem - wicked organised and very pretty to boot.
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Charles Shurley
 Posted: Sep 24 2016, 02:26
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Chuck watched Charlie leave with a wide smile before turning to McKenna, Emmett and the others with a nervous shrug and a laugh. Frantically spoken as the red head was, he was more than content that things would go well, particularly when she was partnered with Caroline, who seemed very well organised - which was a massive understatement, of course. He was just more nervous about being... Well, himself. He was told he needed to relax a little, enjoy the day and such by his managers, his publicists, but they were just out for the pay cheque. He wasn't entirely sure if anyone working at the event was getting paid. He wasn't his business to know. He just had to hope that everyone was going to be treated fairly at the end of the day. The vendors had paid their deposits and would make money from those people coming in and out of the convention, but what about everyone else? He shook these thoughts away, knowing he had much more pressing matters to be concerned about.

"Can you go over the schedule again please?" he asked anxiously, rubbing his hands together, fingers twisting in and out of each other. He wasn't particularly addressing any one person, just anyone who would listen at this point. He knew both Charlie and Caroline had kindly go through things a few times already, but having a structure was oddly helping. He just needed to find a way to calm down his presently frantic brain before it was show time. He knew there were a few hours before he really needed to do anything, but he couldn't help the slightly ominous feeling he had. He just had to keep reminding himself that everything was going to be fine, that there was nothing to worry about... Right?
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Dylan Xavier
 Posted: Sep 24 2016, 02:34
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Dex had been sat off to one side of the vendors' hall for a good long while, keeping himself occupied with the camera in his lap. He may write something for the paper about the convention, however, his main purpose for being here was that he was hired to take pictures. There wasn't technically going to be any strict like photo opportunities since the only guest was the writer, but he was told there was going to be plenty for him to document. He would have to remember to thank Caroline... Yet again, for the opportunity. He really did need to start focusing on his portfolios a bit more instead of just trying to crank out project after project. He needed to start thinking long term instead of just being able to make the grade.

As people started filing in, he got to his feet, resisting the urge to run his fingers through his hair, having spent long enough trying to get it to negotiate before turning up. He was just thankful he'd remember to find the time to get his hair cut before the event. The last thing anyone would need would be some scruffy looking twenty-something-year-old student shoving a camera in their face. Of course, he really wasn't the 'shove a camera in your face' type; he was a more of a nervous approach, attempt to strike up a conversation before awkwardly asking if he could film or take a picture of the person he was talking to.

He sucked in a deep breath, forcing a smile on to his face as people passed him, slender fingers wrapping around the camera, but not lifting it as yet. He had an idea of the sorts of shots he would want to take, he just had to find the opportunities.
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Leon Hart
 Posted: Sep 24 2016, 02:48
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Leon hadn't been entirely sold on the idea of going to the convention at the college in the first place, but it seemed Liz was keen to get some willing volunteers, and he'd heard Sara was thinking of going. At least if he were to volunteer, it wouldn't seem like he was just there to check in on her. He had been stood in the main corridor, off to one side as people started filing in, seeing his sister in the crowd. He had opened his mouth to call over to her, hand half lifted in a wave before he noticed someone was hovering over her and talking already. His muscles tensed, teeth clenching, and feeling the hair on the back of his neck standing up. Vampire. Great. He should have known better than to think that something like this would be completely devoid of that sort of element. Mystic Falls was crawling with vampires, and so was Whitmore, yet here he was, engrossed in both on a day to day basis. All the better to build his tolerance.

He lowered his hand, bringing his arms to cross over his chest, smiling and nodding as people filed passed him, a lot of young faces, obviously students finding it more convenient to be in attendance than anyone else. Although, having read some of the books, he was of the understanding it was considered more of a teen fantasy sort of thing anyway, so younger faces made sense. In saying that, if he was a parent, he wasn't sure he'd be happy with his kid reading that sort of series, given its sometimes graphic content. He had to give the guy some props though - to most, it was just a work of fiction, but parts of it were more than eerily accurate.
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Tobias Sinclair
 Posted: Sep 24 2016, 13:07
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Toby had actually kind of been looking forward to the convention. The Supernatural series fascinated him somewhat, considering a lot of it sounded like the stories and rumours he had heard about the Winchester boys. Carver Edlund, or Chuck Shurley as he was actually known, was definitely a person of interest for the organisation. Luckily for them, he had been drawn to Mystic Falls, just as they had been. Of course, he knew he wouldn't get much actual time to talk to the author, but at least he could scope him out, get a feel for the guy without being blatantly obvious about it. He seemed like any other sort of author really when they had been briefed and introduced earlier that morning, nothing out of the ordinary, but there was still something tugging at the back of Toby's mind. He would just have to keep an eye on him, see how things panned out.

He had situated himself in the vendors' hall, knowing that after people were allowed inside that was the first and only place they could go. Considering the projected numbers, he was subconsciously aware of the potential fire hazard that could be generated if too many people gathered inside, but things were spread out pretty nicely, so hopefully they wouldn't be having any accidents today. He had promised Liz he would keep an eye on things, but he was there for the convention as much as he was there to volunteer as security of sorts.

It was certainly going to be an interesting day, particularly since a good chunk of people appeared to be in costume... Or what he assumed to be costume considering a lot of it seemed a little over the top, which he supposed was the whole point of being in costume... Right?
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Clea Givens
 Posted: Sep 24 2016, 20:00
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Making her way across the vendors’ hall Clea drew in a deep breath and grinned. Technically this was her fourth convention since she’d settled back in the US, but it was her first ‘Supernatural’ one. She’d not been au fait with the books until she’d seen signs go up for the event but it hadn’t taken her long after that to track a complete set of the books down. One long weekend after that and she’d devoured the entire lot. After the first book she’d been kinda hooked. Carver Edlund, or the rather charming bumbling guy she’d run into a few weeks ago, had a way with words and had come up with plots she would’ve thought were straight out of crazy town just a couple of years ago. Now of course she knew better.

It’d been a choice in the end, just attend like the hundreds of people streaming into the place now, or do something more. In the end ‘something more’ had won and she’d gotten herself signed up to do some press on this thing and help judge the costume contest too. A glance around the place told her she’d be hard pressed to pick just one winner. Kicking herself for not bringing a camera to get some photos of this to go along with what she was writing, Clea glanced around and instantly focused on a guy sporting a camera. Bingo. ”Hey,” Clea said in greeting, offering him a grin. ”Cheeky I know, but any way I can talk you into sharing some of the shots from that thing after this shindig is over?” Clea lifted the badge she’d been given in explanation. Some didn’t like to share, she knew that but she’d found people in Mystic Falls were pretty generous so far.
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Dylan Xavier
 Posted: Sep 25 2016, 20:27
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Dex had been so absorbed in looking around, working out where to start with the camera that he was slightly taken aback when someone approached him and struck up a conversation. "Uh, hi," he responded with a wide smile, head tilting slightly in curiosity as she pitched into a request, looking down at his camera as she wondered if she could be able to get some pictures from him later on. He pulled a slight face before bringing his gaze back up to her. "Sure, although, I don't know how many I'll be able to give - I'm supposed to be working on my portfolio..." he explained uncertainly with a bit of a hesitant shrug. "I'm sure we can work something out though," he added quickly, realising how defensive his initial response may have sounded. His main focus was helping the event, giving them plenty of stuff to take away, but he had his own alterior motives. Everything worked hand in hand really.

"So press, huh? Who are you representing?" he asked politely, nodding towards her pass, idly lifting a hand and tugging at his own. He was still toying with the idea of writing something himself, but if she was working for the same publication, then it might not be worth it... Or it would be a little bit strange if they doubled up on content. He really needed to just try and focus on one project at once, maybe things would go better.

"I'm Dex, by the way," he introduced, offering her another wide smile and holding out his hand for her to shake. He wasn't sure if she was going to be hovering around or, considering the crowds, if she wandered away if he'd be able to find her, but it didn't hurt to be polite and friendly.
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Olivia Parker
 Posted: Sep 25 2016, 20:28
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Luckily, Liv and the team had been allowed to get everything ready in the catering hall before the event had even began. A lot of the other people working had wanted to attend the convention, so they had worked everything around that. Of course, it meant over the time the catering hall was open they weren't going to be able to mingle, but it meant the morning was available to them, and as long as they could get cleaned up really quickly afterward, they could enjoy everything else. The general plan of attack was going to try and keep things as tidy as possible as they went along through the time allocated for food sales and such, so then they wouldn't have to waste much time sorting it all out afterward. Liv herself was mostly only really interested in the vendors and things, but it would be nice to have the option to go to everything else if she had the time.

Once they were all set up, she went outside to queue with everyone else, but then it seemed after the first five minutes or so that the line was barely moving. It seemed that they had perhaps underestimated the number of people that would attend. Oh well, standing outside meant she didn't need to overheat inside, and she could keep watching the other people walking passed, fascinated by the number of people that were dressed up. Of course, she didn't understand a lot of the costumes, and there were a fair few people that looked like they had just wandered in. Maybe she should read the series, then maybe this would make more sense. She didn't really have the time or inclination beforehand, but everyone seemed so involved and enthusiastic about it all. It was a little contagious...
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Verchiel
 Posted: Sep 25 2016, 20:29
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Verchiel had had every intention of staying in her dorm whilst the convention was running, but Caroline had done her very best - well, in reality, she'd just asked - to convince her to come along anyway. She had given her an idea for a costume that would be both ironic and toying with perceptions. Verchiel was going to the convention as... Verchiel. The Supernatural series had plenty of angels, only a few mentioned by name, so it wasn't beyond the realms of possibility that she could be one of them anyway.

The costume was simple really - a lot of white, flowing clothing to symbolise the purity of the angels, then she had put together a hefty prop for herself: a shield to symbolise protection, with a chain of numbers bordering the edge, and a large lion's head, its mane resembling sun beams, with a crown atop its head painted in the middle of the shield, the crown having red heart shaped gems in it. The bright coloured painted and stuck to the shield were rather well offset by the plain white of her outfit. She didn't think she could cram any more detail onto the shield, but felt she had well represented what she was supposed to stand for. Much as Caroline had convinced her to come along, she had yet to reveal was she was coming as Hopefully this covered the criteria of getting into the spirit of things.

As everyone filtered inside, she remained standing outside, frantically tapping a message on her phone, informing Caroline she was there, but that she didn't see anyone she knew and that she felt ridiculous... And all other sorts of random worries the fallen angel seemed to have these days. She had felt so confident and amped up before she left her dorm...
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Clea Givens
 Posted: Sep 26 2016, 17:13
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Preparation. Her dad’s favourite word had been floating around in her brain ever since she’d signed up to help with this thing but in typical Clea style she’d gone and left that bit til the last minute. She’d always been able to memorise huge swaths of texts, entire myths from start to finish, but give her a list of things to keep in mind and something inevitably got lost. As the guy from the camera greeted her back and grinned down at her, Clea raised a hand, giving a little wave. It was a bit of a cheeky request she supposed, especially from a stranger but she was the sort who lived in hope. As he made his way hesitatingly through his response, she held up her hands, half fending off the answer. ”Just one or two, that’s all, I promise. My mom’s a photographer too, I know how she gets about her work.”

Playing the press card had made been the cheekiest bit of it. Clea looked down at it, grimacing slightly before she looked back up. ”Pretty much myself,” she admitted, letting the pass fall back against her shirt. ”I’m kinda freelance when it comes to writing. I work on and off with a couple of blogs and I thought maybe the college paper would want something on this.” And if they didn’t then there were usually a whole host of fan blogs looking for a little something, especially if it was offered up free. Now it was her mom’s voice ringing in her head as the guy introduced himself. ”Nice to meet you Dex. I’m Clea and I probably should’ve lead with that before I start trying to wheedle your work out of you.” Manners, she thought as she shook his hand, always necessary, usually forgotten.
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Josh Daren
 Posted: Sep 26 2016, 19:10
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Trailing people without being noticed was part of his job and usually he considered himself pretty decent at it but most of the time when he was doing it Josh didn’t find himself wandering straight into a crowd. After the kid, Jeremy, had come by the store looking for Katie, talking about his guardian about some mysterious book, Josh had decided to do a little poking around himself. Turned out that Saltzman had taught at the High School for a while before he’d moved on to greener pastures, ones he was now obviously encountering his sister in. Knowing that he’d not get a word out of Katie about the guy Josh had tracked him down to the college, supposedly to his office, but wandering across the college grounds he’d spotted the guy. A little poking on the net had shown a couple of out of date pics but they’d been enough to be able to pick Ric out.

Focused as he’d been on the guy possibly sniffing around his sister, Josh hadn’t noticed the crowds around them thickening until he was caught in the middle of a pack, all chattering all moving into Whitmore Hall. Scowling he followed, trying not to grow too frustrated as Saltzman disappeared out of sight. Finally he was through the jam at the doors and saw the guy up ahead talking to a brunette. Josh snagged one of the pamphlets then stepped aside, out of the flow of traffic to browse through the thing. His brows were instantly rising. What the hell? Josh closed the booklet, staring at the front cover before he glanced at the guy next to him. ”Hey man, you got any clue what all of this is about?” he asked, holding up the booklet in explanation.
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Vincent Burkhardt
 Posted: Oct 1 2016, 00:11
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Vince was finally, very slowly but surely, getting involved in local events and things, just like he had done growing up around here. He wasn't sure he was going to be the best sort of judge for the event he had volunteered for, but at least he was willing to give it a go. It was something different, something away from work, so it couldn't be bad at all. Granted, it was over at Whitmore, meaning he had had to leave Felix with his aunt and head off for the day. Not that either one of them minded being with the other - he was very lucky in that respect, that Felix didn't mind being away from his parents; of course, the poor kid had had to get used to being an ocean away from his mother, but still...

Upon arriving at the college campus, he hadn't been entirely sure where he was supposed to go, but that was when he spotted the small crowd, hovering outside Whitmore House. Of course, that's where it was going to be...and where he was now sure he was told it would be. He really needed to work on getting his head in the game again. He shook himself to focus as he considered the crowd that was gathered around. He hadn't read the Supernatural series, but he had clearly underestimated it.

He busied himself with getting himself a copy of the event program and started to idly flip through it as he stood off to one side of the queue, hoping to try and give himself a general idea of what to expect once he went inside. He didn't expect it to all be centralised around the series, but he was pleasantly surprised by the diversity in the vendors that were due to attend.
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Emmett hadn't really known what to expect when he offered himself up as another volunteer for the convention Luci had been ridiculously giddy for, and McKenna had generously offered to help out with. Thus far, he'd essentially done what he was told, which ordinarily wouldn't be so bad...if it weren't for the fact that he had been forced into a suit. It was Luci's idea, of course, since he didn't really know much about the Supernatural series apart from the information she had imparted upon him. Thankfully, one they'd gotten to Whitmore, he didn't feel so out of place, what with a lot of other people lined up in various states of dress.

He had admittedly been more thankful for being escorted away from the crowd, finally giving him the chance to just perch and silently listen to the plan for the rest of the day. It was as he was perched on the edge of a table, arms crossed over his chest that he had a feeling he wouldn't be staying in full costume all day. He had forgotten how restricting suits could be, and the dress shoes definitely weren't something he was used to.

He had offered a wide smile to Charlie as she left before turning his attention to Chuck, who still seemed a little shaken up. Emmett couldn't imagine being quite so nervous all the time. "Chuck, man, you're gonna be fine," he said encouragingly, uncrossing his arms, and resting his hands on the edge of the table on either side of his legs. "Stop worrying so much about the schedule; let Caroline, Charlie and the rest of us do that for you," he suggested with an encouraging grin. "You just focus on not stressing yourself out, the fans are counting on you," he added soothingly.
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