Well, we seem to have made a fair few people jump with our dressing up for Fright Night at Thorpe Park last night. I was a little disappointed to see less people in costume than last year, but we embraced a “sod it” approach and went for it anyway.
I joined Lady M and my daughter as a cloaked and masked deatheater, while Lady P opted to trial her new Deadpool costume, topped with a red cloak that we had spare. This led to a combination of reactions to and from our fellow queuers.
We made a point of being friendly/removing masks if smaller children were looking actually frightened, but others got menacing gestures, silent looming or shrieked curses that made otherwise cocky and burly young men leap in the air.
Staff seemed pleased to see we’d made an effort, and other in-character performers decided to not give us any scares; though I’m not sure whether that was uncertainty about how safe to attack dark wizards with wands it was, or being unsure if we were staff.
What we did learn was that some of the hijinks that are tolerated at conventions are not expected at the theme park, with Lady P nearly causing a security alert when she tried to blend with and disrupt a group of red robed actors that we’d thought was another group of cosplayers. We decided to err on the side of caution and eat instead.
We didn’t stay too late as Lady M’s labyrinthitis was making it very uncomfortable, and the cold weather meant that Lady P opted to change into warmer clothing halfway through, but all in all it was a great dry run for MCM London in a couple of weeks.
Oh, and I’ve finally written up Monday’s game session under Chapter Two, Week Twelve – Delving Deep, so go have a read of those musings too