Chaotic Hangouts

Furry Convention Invasion

Chaotic Hangouts

Chapter 32: Furry Convention Invasion

Date: August 11th, 2024

Before I begin this chapter, I want to say something important. Multiple notable members of the furry community have passed away this year. That includes Dragoneer who just recently passed away due to the crappy US healthcare system. May the impacts they made on the furry community and beyond be never forgotten. Never forget those we have lost and don't let what did them in cause more pain and suffering.

Let's begin the chapter now. Just as I said at the end of The Ultimate Interdimensional War, during my week long vacation from helping around the multiverse with a quarter of the BRAINS Collective, many of us went to a furry convention. So what furry convention did we go to? A furry convention that became defunct due to Covid and is one of the reasons why I'm so insistent on reminding and informing people that Covid is still something that isn't simply no big deal. When you ignore problems as major as Covid, disaster strikes. You see it all the time in cartoons and anime. Everyone thinks the person or people worried about something minor is nuts and disregards their concerns and then the problem grows too big to be ignored. Anyway, the convention was called Fur Reality. It was the first furry convention I went to. But in the alternate timeline we went to, it survived and is actually thriving in this year of 2024. Thriving so well in fact that it is now located in a larger convention space than the Holiday Inn Eastgate. The theme is Trapped At The Amusement Park as inspired by Kings Island and the newly defunct Coney Island Cincinnati which still closed in this alternate timeline at the end of 2023. So, let's get to what happened. Let's be real. Because it's a furry convention, many chaotic hangouts happened over the course of its several day duration from pre registration on Thursday to the Dead Dog Dance on Sunday night. And various chaotic events took place with me involved. But we're going to focus on things like a very particular panel that happens at midwestern US furry conventions. But before we do that, let's go over what it was like going there. We registered online and blah blah blah. Didn't need to pack anything due to power of video game like inventory.

We just put what we need in our inventories and that was that. Oh and yes, all of our weapons were put in the inventory or displayed while peace bonded. Pitohui was upset that she couldn't display her gun but that was resolved easily when she was told she can have her photon sword holstered as long as she didn't turn it on. Anyway, it didn't take long for us to get there. We just teleported and made sure to study the convention map online so we knew where we were going. We were a gang of misfits in a convention of misfits. The general furry community are a whole lot of misfits and that's okay. Pinkie Pie cheered: "Oooooo! I can't wait to see all the great costumes and have so much fun!" Discord replies: "I sure hope they won't mind a taste of my chaos!" Rarity grins widely: "OH! THE COSTUMES WE ARE ABOUT TO SEE WILL ALL BE SO UNIQUE AND AMAZING! I just can't wait!" We walk inside, all 50 or so of us. Pito speaks: "Hey, where is everyone?!" I reply: "Most everyone will be here tomorrow, pre registration is happening today so there aren't many panels going on." "Darn!" I am currently wearing a fuzzy red wolf tail with a white tip over my armor by using my black leather belt to hang it from. I mean, I'm still a furry you know. Even if I'm an undead dark knight in this body. So time skip to finding registration and waiting in line. Rainbow Dash complains: "Oh, come on! THERE'S A LINE!" Carlos laughs: "Silly! It isn't even that long!" I add: "Now if you want to see a line to complain about, go to Midwest Furfest. You'd love line con. A line so long that it might as well be its own convention. Waited 3 hours to get my badge last time I went there. Do I plan on going back? NO. Too big. No Covid rules there anymore so whatever illnesses people know or unknowingly bring can just spread without limit. So yay for con crud which people could actually prevent if they gave a damn."

"So they go wee!" "Carlos, that's NOT funny! Anyway. You remember this convention actually has masking rules, right? It's why we're all wearing high quality N95 respirators even though we can use magic or advanced science to just create those things we have that have the same exact function as N95s except they're not visible or have solid mass. Even in our collective, we have to have some rules. It's a part of any community, no matter what it is. That's how culture works. So I don't mind this. Do any of you?" They shake their heads no. And then, I think of something I thought recently: "And now, I have something else to say on this matter. This will not only pass the time through this line but also be ya know. Wow, HOW SCI-FI! A FURRY CONVENTION WITH MASK REQUIREMENTS AS WELL AS OTHRR LISTED WAYS TO STOP OR SLOW THE SPREAD OF DISEASE! It's so impossible in a capitalist society that we must be experiencing what is essentially science fiction in my world! Upgrading ventilation to improve air quality and stop Covid and other diseases from spreading?! WOW! That's far beyond the capabilities of 21st century technology! This is the future, it must be! Oh but I can't help but say more! WOW, a furry convention actually TRYING to keep their attendees safe from DISEASE IN 2024?! Wow, I thought that was so 2022 or 2021! Guess I was wrong!" No one laughs. Dominic sweat drops: "I knew it was bad. Nap causation. You should have told us more about your feelings. You shared a lot of them but not all." "Well, the joke isn't meant to make people laugh necessarily. Because let's be real, the way furry conventions in my world have been handling Covid went from pretty good at best to not much different from before Covid at best in less than 2 years.