Near the last leg of our trip to Anime Expo 2017 we were invited to go to a free 21+ party. This party was being hosted by cosplay deviants, a risque group of cosplayers who are not afraid to show a little more skin. My fiance and I left the hotel and rode in our Lyft down to the entrance of the convention. “Are they really throwing the party here at the convention center?”, I asked. A con goer approached asking for pictures with my fiance. Of course she had to dress up as a japanese school girl for our night out. I can’t blame her though, being that it is a cosplay convention. After snapping the picture we found the area where we figured the party would be and made our way inside past security. Happy-hardcore played on the speakers and we started to wonder if we were at the right party, noticing that everyone around us appeared to be under age. We walked out and asked the guard, he pointed down the hall to a giant line. That was our party, an enormous line awaiting us to get into this free night of delicious debauchery. After sitting down in line with some very cool people for what seemed like 2 hours, the line started to move. After about 25 minutes we were at the front of the line and we could see the guard checking ids. We got our ids out and we were ready, just then we hear the fire marshal tell our side of the line that we aren’t a real line anymore and that we need to get to the back of the line on the other side. Just so you understand, there were two lines and both of them were just as long as each other and ours was legitimate with tape and guards checking ids and everything. And then it wasn’t… We got into the other line, and waited. Apparently the party was at max capacity, it only had another 3 hours before it would be over. Many people left fearing that they couldn’t get in. The line started to move at a steady pace and we were inside.

Is that Kristen Stewart? The theme of the night was Final Fantasy, a guest walked up to us and since he was leaving he gave us his drink ticket. The drink I was sipping on was cactar juice and it was delicious. The girls of cosplay deviants were scantily clad and some had some great skills on the pole. Many of them kept asking my fiance if she wanted to get up and dance thinking that she was part of the event. She was sitting on my lap on a couch and a con goer walked up to my fiance and told her he wanted a lap dance after she was done with me. She explained that she was not part of the cosplay deviants party, that’s what you get for dressing up as a Japanese school girl…
