I'd like to see a commercial spoof with him in it where he goes from a 'thopter to a sandworm to walking across the dunes perfectly still above the waist yet somehow is doing it without any discernible rhythm at all.
And of course, the ubiquitious Dune cat.
But enough joking around, time to get serious here! Prescience is no joking matter.
Actually, I am hoping my hardcore nerd herd is serious about this year's cosplay for Convergence, and that we stay seriously motivated through the next 6 months.
While we started off well enough last year, not enough momentum was kept, and whatever the reasons or excuses, our steampunk crafting group fell apart. The only one who really got anywhere was my roomate, the post-apocalyptic car salesman. We also failed to get our asses in gear for the Zombie pub crawl, which bitterly disappointed my friend the self-proclaimed Game Whore.
Something good has come out of that disappointment, however, and I'm hoping more will come still. When we made the pact not to half-ass or drop costumes before Halloween, and then we stuck with it, a seed of true hope was planted.
Our Dune cosplay dream was born again.
A few years ago we batted around the idea after seeing all the cool costumes and turning green with envy, talking about it in an excited but absent-minded way that barely went farther than that.
But the rush of Halloween and completion of hard thought, designed, and sweated for costumes provided more impetus, and although we agreed to postpone any actual dedicated crafting time until after the holiday madness was over, it wasn't long after the old year rolled over that we got together to brainstorm ideas and hammer out our approach.
Our session wandered all over the place and many ideas were thrown out there. In the way of these things, we dreamed ambitiously of total success, enough to justify applying for one of the theme rooms of our own to decorate and what we would put in it.
(One of the funniest ideas of the night involved the use of a wire cage with panty hose stretched over it to represent a shield.)
We tackled the big problems like homemade stillsuits and how to approach construction, but the little details were a lot of fun to think about as well. Things like blue sclera contacts for our eyes, maker hooks and ropes, Gurney's baliset, crysknives, the Water of Life (I even found this recipe online which will make a potent beverage hopefully worthy of the name), a miniature sandworm to bring along with us (that we might try to set up so that we can "drown" it and have it vomit forth the Water of Life for the curious & brave at Con to try), even making a scaled-down version of a Navigator's spice tank for someone to wheel around in for a bit for the masquerade or picture opportunities.
I can't say for sure how fired up the others were after our little gathering (one, at least, was already backsliding and making excuses for failing to get work done on the costume, before we've even seriously started!) but I know I have one lit under me and I've got Arrakis on the brain.
And I called dibs on Chani!
