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August 25, 2015 DJ Ranma S

Humble Pie

I originally opened up this blog as a place to post my frustrations. At the time, LiveJournal wasn’t cutting it. Some stuff I would talk about would come back and bite me in the ass because there are people on my friends list that would attack me for it, when I wasn’t asking to be attacked. After opening up this blog, I dropped so much heavy stuff, and I didn’t care. Eventually I felt that I needed to vent on what’s I thought was wrong with cosplay and how to fix it. But all that stopped when I met someone. Someone really chill.

May 1, 2015 DJ Ranma S

28 Days of Black Cosplay… The Addendum

So about a few weeks ago, I made this long post about my thoughts on this notion of 28 days on black cosplay. Many people asked me why I spoke about it. Simple really… Noone else would. I knew that right after I opened my mouth and kicked over that wasp nest that there would be people who would respond, not in a good way. I am thankful that people of all races and creeds agreed with what I said. I also discovered that there were other black cosplayers out there who felt the same way as I did. But that isn’t why I’m writing this. Let me tell you what happened when I met and sat down with Harry… Or as I like to call him, Black Panther.

February 8, 2015 DJ Ranma S

28 Days of…

What I am about to write is probably one of the most emotionally driven posts ever. It’s because of the feedback on this subject, and how my personal Facebook became a war zone about it. It wasn’t originally, but when you’re dealing with someone who is a bully, it makes things quite more complicated. I don’t expect a lot of people to to take my side on this. What I do expect is people to simply understand my point, is all. And what am I talking about? This notion of 28 days of black cosplay.

August 4, 2014 DJ Ranma S

Through the Looking Glass

I’ll have to say about a week and a half ago could be considered a low point in my life in my year. During that week, I had to deal with my Grandmother giving me grief about my life, the anniversary of my mother’s passing, and people trying to get me to goto a convention that my ex-girlfriend goes too, and usually staffs. And during that, I had a meltdown with a couple of people on twitter. I’m not excusing myself for what I did, nor am I making excuses for it. I own up to my tweets. It was just a bad day altogether. So, let me give you some insight as to what brought all this down.