a tribute to all sick people – nurse brightfeather

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Batsu had nurses on the brain last month and couldn’t help but pine for a figure she saw last summer.  Fortunately, bastu has a friend that specializes in finding rare toys – often at bargain prices.  That friend just so happened to be present the first time Brightfeather was spotted – all the better since neither of us could remember what she was called.  A few weeks later, quite possibly the greatest abomination ever made by Bandai was put safely in my hands.  After which I had to carry it out in the open through the streets of akiba…  until remembering a reusable bag in by purse – phew!

Busou Shinki seems to be a concept series developed by Bandai for the express purpose of pandering to other mediums (anime, game, etc.).  At present, through the purchase each figure, you are enabled a free trial period playing as that character in some sort of online game.  I have not, nor do I intend to investigate further.

Aside from all of that, Nurse Brightfeather is one of the greatest concept characters ever developed.  Part nurse, part cyborgic angel, and mind-numbingly moe, with far more interchangeable parts than I’ll ever understand.  She comes with an elaborate back-pack style artillery, showcasing detachable scalpel blades (that double as wing-like apparati) and crash paddles, as well as an over-sized syringe.  Other parts include glasses, two different chest-plates, two different facial expressions, two different hairstyles, and a menagerie of hands.  Tiny, yet deliciously poseable perfection.

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all hallows’ evening invitational

a couple weeks prior to halloween, batsu and maru were invited to a private gaming and dinner evening.  the theme for the evening was hp lovecraft – more specifically, the cthulhu mythos, set in the roaring 20s.

after some debate about the menu, the host and i decided that indian food would allow us the range of color necessary to envoke the proper pallete without appearing discusting.  the menu included:

the maw of cthulhu (palak paneer surrounded by tentacle naan)

yog soggoth (vegetable kofta in tomato curry)

shrub niggerath (curried green beans in carved gourds)

blood of the foresaken (brillant red cucumber pickle)

sign of the elder gods (chocolate sketched on kheer, splattered in raspberry sauce)

the lighting was rather ambient, making photography difficult, so i’ve included a test photo from when the “tentacle naan” was still in development.

the gaming session which followed our feast started with Arkam Horror, using the Innsmouth expansion.  in short, the game tries to recreate a scenario of the ancient ones reawakening on earth – in which the participants generally become mad and lose to the alien gods.  winning is possible, but chances are slim.  the experience is apparently more about trying to imagine the horrors than actually arising victorious (as explained by one of the hosts).

the second, and last, game we played was the Shab-al-Hiri Roach.  admittedly, we didn’t have enough time to play properly – though the game is a dark comedy lampooning the world of academia, through turns of collective storytelling.

all hallows’ eve

for halloween every year, aside from the small festivities in their rabbit hutch apartment, batsu and maru usually attend a birthday party.

it is a grand spectacle full of wonder, thrown by a truly talented and entertaining individual (rather, individuals including sankaku’s 2 roommates).  you can tell that preparations were underway months in advance.  the deposit on their house was forfeited in this spirit long ago, as the remnants of bloody hands can be seen in the entrance way year-round.  every room always holds untold horrors – spiders, skeletons, bats, cobwebs, and an ocean of blood.  awesome candy, seasonal drinks, thematic food, horror games, and horror movies, of course.

the last two years we’ve been given costume assignments – which i actually admire at some level.  seeing half-assed costumes the year prior (myself included), i hold no grudges.  this year, we were all to come as bats.  not sure how to start, lilith from the dark stalker (vampire savior) series came as inspiration one sleepy night, and the hat project began.

maru’s hat used a classic fedora base, with wing and rose attachments (removable).  batsu’s hat is hand-sewn from felt, with lace and ribbon trim.  the small bat is also made of felt, with metalic bead eyes.  reversible capes were layered over dark formal wear completing a “neo-victorian” look, as delightfully stated by the host.

the capes, from last year, were part of a good-witch/bad-witch act, during which we continually flipped capes and exchanged hats to become the “dark one” and the “light one.”  they tie in the front via burgundy satin ribbon, hence the burgundy ribbon accents on the hats.

tama @ vanilla

It was a while ago, but batsu got the opportunity to meet tama at Vanilla Gallery in Ginza.

I arrived about 30 minutes until closing on the last day, wandering about the gallery forever deciding which paintings I liked best, and what I wanted to say to tama as she signed my book.  All of her work is so breathtakingly perfect – not a drop of water out of place; even the frames are gorgeous.  The time really flew, so after my purchases there were about 5 minutes left.  One more person was standing in line, and the timing seemed great.

But immediately following, a friend appeared to help her pack up.  I hesitated for a moment before embarrassingly approaching her for an autograph, thanking her for her beautiful art and the time she had spent.  Whilst I cleaned in her stead, she gave me a “simple sign” (ie “just a signature”) – better than nothing, but it seems everyone else got a personal drawing.  Indeed, all my fault – it was a bad luck day.

I picked up her new book Amairo Romance, some postcards, and – my favorite – a small vanity mirror.  There were a few designs to choose from, but as I generally feel a bit broken and distorted looking at my face in public, this one seemed the most appropriate.

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