ASG: Chapter Four: The Girl in the Con Heather woke to a throbbing headache. As she slowly sat up, Heather thought, Ugh, what happened? The last thing I remember is going into the Doctor Who area. Boy, I hope that I didn’t faint… Hey! As her senses cleared and her brain unfogged Heather was startled to her feet by the sudden realization. --Wait! Where the flying fudge is everyone?!!ASG: Chapter Four: The Girl in the Con by hetaliatardis
She surveyed the landscape and saw no one. No signs of life were present anywhere her panicked eyes darted. There was no trace of human (or anything else, for that matter) activity.
There wasn’t even dirt on the floor and the interior of the building appeared as if freshly scrubbed, pristine and white. There were shiny chrome elevators behind her and the walls were bare, seemingly stripped clean. Heather leaped to her feet, alarmed. T-this has got to be some kind of hallucination, right? Maybe a dream or something. Maybe it’s a nightmare...but I
ASG: Chapter Zero: Day of the Con Heather entered the con early in the day, excited by the hustle and bustle emanating from the huge crowd of nerds just like her. She usually got anxious around large groups of people, but her cosplay was her armor. The tweed jacket, bow tie, and fez lent themselves to her in a way that made her feel as if she could be, if not normal, then a little more interesting and outgoing than usual. She had been ecstatic when her parents had presented the ticket to her as an early birthday present, hopping up and down with a silly smile on her face while at the same time mentally planning a fabulous 11th Doctor cosplay. Oh, the mere thought of wearing a fez while holding bundles of TinyVinyl figures while pin-hunting had her grinning like her favorite madman with a box.ASG: Chapter Zero: Day of the Con by hetaliatardis
Wiping a bit of sweat off of her brow, formed from a combination of the Arizona heat and the tweed jacket, she surveyed the main floor. Heather stood still for a few moments, drinking in the
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Six cosplayers, each strangers from different fandoms, get trapped in an alternate dimension at SmileCon and have to figure out how to get out. As this happens, they must also face other problems like rivalries, obsessions, and incompatibility.
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