Even more Otapics. My uploading will be spotty as I still have the con plague of ages in graphic detail that I will spare everybody from hearing, but this is the last batch of non-photoshoot cosplayers (I have shots of the Friday PSWG shoot, Saturday night TF2 shoot, and Homestuck shoots of all three days).
…. My first “cone” of shame was bestowed to me the day my arrangement with my Master began. The chain adorned on my chest a symbol of that which binds me only to his service, only to be removed when I fight so that I does not sustain damage.
The “cone” however… was added to in height the day that we got too much take-out and I was found in a rather compromised position amongst some empty boxes. Having left absolutely nothing in the wake which my hunger there was no left overs for my Master; not even a crumb big enough for that sky child. My collar makes eating really quite difficult you see… there will never be another take-out soap opera binge in my future. But my high collar is really in the pique of fashion, so it’s really quite endurable.