- Joined
- Jun 25, 2010
- Location
- Hogwarts
Melanie had to be the most excited women in the entire county right now. The dark flaming red head had spent months on her outfit. The woman was meticulous about this. Especially as the countdown began and the day of the convention began. "This is going to be the BEST three days of my LIFE!" This wasn't her first time going to a convention, but this one was special. This one had a special guest and panel that she was dying to see. The maker and creators of her favorite game- By the Blade. The girl had spent countless hours, nights, day playing the addicting MMO. The sexy long legged before with the voluptuous rack often, if ever, seen dawning a pair of short shorts and a tank top or just her panties and a tank top before a sixty-fine inch television that took center stage in her single room apartment living room.
Now the sexy female lived roughly about two hours from where the convention was to be held. So she set up for a hotel room in a hotel within walking distance of the hotel. Three days and two nights. She had packed more than her fair share of outfits for the convention, but she had one starring one. A leather belt with slots holding a satchel, a realistic looking dagger. Her bottom was comprised of a leather bikini bottom. Long earthy leather boots raced up and over her knees. An ornate metal breastplate adorned her chest. Made to look well worn. The ornate piece adorning her breasts with matching gauntlets and shoulder pads, all comprised of leather. A large two handed claymore being her weapon of choice. The mighty weapon strapped to her back. Long red ringlets cascading about her shoulders and down her back.
She looked back at herself in the mirror of the hotel room closet sliding door and was very proud of the results. She had put countless hours into this outfit, making every piece by hand. The heeled boots walked her to the convention and instantly people were asking to take pictures with her. The panel wasn't opening for another half hours so she stood in a nearby vicinity. She was admiring a child dressed up as Yoda when she accidentally backed up into someone. Instantly turning around. "I'm SO sorry. I got distracted." Warm emerald eyes looked at the man she had run into with an apologetic smile upon her painted red lips.
Now the sexy female lived roughly about two hours from where the convention was to be held. So she set up for a hotel room in a hotel within walking distance of the hotel. Three days and two nights. She had packed more than her fair share of outfits for the convention, but she had one starring one. A leather belt with slots holding a satchel, a realistic looking dagger. Her bottom was comprised of a leather bikini bottom. Long earthy leather boots raced up and over her knees. An ornate metal breastplate adorned her chest. Made to look well worn. The ornate piece adorning her breasts with matching gauntlets and shoulder pads, all comprised of leather. A large two handed claymore being her weapon of choice. The mighty weapon strapped to her back. Long red ringlets cascading about her shoulders and down her back.
She looked back at herself in the mirror of the hotel room closet sliding door and was very proud of the results. She had put countless hours into this outfit, making every piece by hand. The heeled boots walked her to the convention and instantly people were asking to take pictures with her. The panel wasn't opening for another half hours so she stood in a nearby vicinity. She was admiring a child dressed up as Yoda when she accidentally backed up into someone. Instantly turning around. "I'm SO sorry. I got distracted." Warm emerald eyes looked at the man she had run into with an apologetic smile upon her painted red lips.