Dragon*Con 2003

Random images from Dragon*Con.

In no particular order, here are pictures Jean took. Slower connections be warned: the images might take a while to load. Click on thumbnails to see the big versions.

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	Here is a guy dressed as Aragorn, from the movie Lord of the Rings.
	The line of contestants awaiting the judges decision; the Aragorn and Frodo went as a duo.
	The Balrog kicked serious butt! Her wings were mechanized and made a little whirrrr sound when they went up or down -- very funny, and a very ambitious costume. She placed in the Lord of the Rings costume contest at A Night in Bree.
	The superheros come in bunches around here.
	Ellen relaxing in the hotel room. Yes, she does "got milk," now that you mention it.
	Dancing at "A Night in Bree."
	More dancing at Bree.
	Ellen and I as we're coming back from the dance floor.
	There were many elves attending this year.
	Tom Swearingen carved this lovely walking stick. See more of his work on his website. He has many items for sale, and he does take commissions.
	Ellen holds the Gollum walking stick, another example of Tom Swearingen's talent.
	Ellen shows the walking stick with the marbles in it.
	A character from the sci-fi show Farscape.
	Members of the family Fett. It looked like a reunion, there were so many. And most had real metal for their armor.
	Family reunion or no, this Fett was up for harrassing the civilians.
	The Fantastic Four! Well, three of them, at any rate.
	Tom, Ellen, and Miranda wait for supper at Mick's, a nice grill right by the hotel.
	Gandalf the Grey. I saw no one attempt to dress as Gandalf the White. I imagine it would be hard to keep those robes snowy clean.
	From the Lord of the Rings costume contest held during the "A Night at Bree" event. This woman entered as Bandobras "the Bullroarer" Took. She rushed up to the judges and handed them money: a cute little performance (but futile -- she didn't win. She should have given twenties, not ones...).
	Capt. America showed up at the Bree party where he and the Balrog started spatting.
	This is another shot of an Aragorn from Lord of the Rings, this time with a Tower Guard fellow. The Tower Guard guy was a lot of fun at the Night in Bree. He danced many of the dances, even in that real metal mail shirt. Ellen got to hold his hand in the dance circle, and she was rather smitten. He seemed a really good sport. I wish he'd won something.
	This fellow had a wonderful Snape costume, and his wand was fabulous (yes, he showed me when I asked politely...).
	I saw many versions of "Neo" and "Trinity" from The Matrix, as well as several "Mr. Smith"s. On his badge, Tom had "Mr. Anderson" printed.
	Mmmm. Spiced rum. Too bad he wasn't giving out bottles of the stuff.
	This young woman was a fine example of one of the fairy folk we saw. Her wings were hand-made, too.
	I saw a lot of Indiana Joneses walking around. One could find Lara Croft quite often, too; apparently, there was a Lara Croft look-a-like contest.
	The orcs loved to get into character. Ellen hid behind my back when we approached them. When I asked if she wanted a picture with them, she said, "No way!"
	These costumes deserved first place: they were very detailed and, as far as I could tell, accurate. They were nice people, too.
	The official winners -- they did win first place!
	Another "Frodo and his companion" entry: Arwen and Frodo. Their costumes were lovely, too.
	Yet another Frodo entry in the Lord of the Rings costume contest. I liked him; he looked so hobbity, and he was such a nice fellow. When judged, he and two buddies put on a little scene: there was a menacing Ringwraith to chase after Frodo and his hobbit girlfriend.
	And here is that menacing Ringwraith.
	Here is one of the tee shirts available for sale at a fan booth.
	This Witch king got into the role, and her vocalizations were impressive (and scary).
	Uh, oh! It's Ringwraith Number Four.
	Just after I snapped this shot, the orc tightened his grip, put his sword across Ian's neck and growled in his ear, "Mmm, boy flesh!"
	Now, this was one scary chick. Her one breast was covered by this pointy horn thing, and she was so tall that if I wasn't looking where I was going, I could put my eye out on the thing. Scary!
	No, it wasn't Tron (I saw Tron there, but I didn't have my camera ready when he walked past), but some other glowing fellow.
	I chose a useful item to remind me of Dragon*Con 2003 in the future: a lamp. A well-defended lamp, even -- it's got ring-mail on it. I think it's fabulous, and it matches all the brushed metal details in my house.
	When we walked into the hotel, all four of us looked up...and up....and up. And we gaped. It looked like the inside of the Death Star: a structure, open at the middle that seemed to reach up forever, but was only fifty stories high. We stayed on the 12th floor.

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