Introducing... Marty

[theworstmagician]

WHO || Marty Faraday and [OPEN]. Feel free to start your own side threads that have nothing to do with him, too!
WHAT || Slashercon, a modestly-sized horror convention in New Jersey, has a special guest: B-movie actor and future Knight Martin Faraday, star of Glam Rock Vampires.
WHERE || A hotel in Newark, NJ.
WHEN || Some nebulous time in early-mid February
HOW || Actionspam or Prose!

Marty's got a love-hate relationship with these convention gigs. They're few and far between for him-- he's not exactly a hot commodity, never has been-- but when they happen. Wow. Really puts into perspective how he hasn't made it to the big leagues yet. These things are like a gathering of the world's most pathetic people, all in one hotel. Washed-up stars still cashing in on one movie from thirty years ago, geeks in shitty costumes, desperate retailers trying to hawk their collectible figurines.

Marty absolutely loves these people.

And why shouldn't he? They give him exactly what he craves: attention. Sure, he'd never hang out with any of these losers out in the real world, but here? In the ballroom of the hotel? He's a fucking star, and these are his adoring fans. They've actually seen his movies, which, okay, isn't really a big feat, since he's been in some major pictures (as an extra or bit part, admittedly). But that's not it. They've seen the movies where he actually has a leading or supporting role-- a talking role. And not only that, but they've seen more than one. And a few extremely dedicated people? They even dress up like characters from his movies.

So, he sits at his table, which has... a modest line. Okay, a small line. A very small line. It's evening and the con's starting to wind down for the night. But the size of the line doesn't matter: what matters is these people are here to see him. He leans back in his chair, sunglasses propped up on his head as he takes sips from a bottle of Coke (and rum, heavy on the rum). With a lazy grin, he waits for his next adoring fan-- or person who's mistaking him for someone else; that happens quite a lot.

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[meta]

Shower curtains too! I would have brought that one too but the woman in the shower blasted my head with magic. [He shrugs, these things happen.] Of course, then I realized it was actually a nice floral pattern, not your face, so no big loss.