140: Where Things are Hollow

[DreamerM]

Oh gosh! I remember you mentioned that before. Though you conveniently left out the whole "stalking" part.

For god's sake I didn't stalk anyone! ...she yelled, shaking her tiny fist helplessly at the howling storm.

Russ makes it sound like I was hiding behind potted plants and wearing ninja masks and following them from the rooftops. In a way I kinda wish I had: it'd have been much more fun that way.

Truth of the matter is that I drew the Yahtzee picture after I spotted him leaving the Prototype presentation. He was only there around a minute at most, but after he was gone I had the idea for a drawing and a few minutes to kill so I just sat down and drew it. I was surprised about how well it came out, given I had nothing but my memory to go on, and resolved to get it signed if I could. I know it's weird but the "get drawing signed by subject" is something I've done since middle school to both friends and strangers. I've never attached much importance to it.

The one time I followed him was from the Portal postmortem because I was leaving and assumed he was too and that if I wanted to get the drawing signed I needed to do it then because I might never get another chance.

Oh well. Russ has got a huge website-sized bullhorn and I do not, so I should just shut up. Besides, who am I to argue with a good story?

 

[GoblinOnFire]

So how does internet fame stack up? While not famous for the size of his wang like Lee, Croshaw did have his moments of celebriphobia at this year's GDC, where even a short trip down the hall inevitably resulted in more than a few handshakes and requests for autographs. One woman had been clandestinely following him around all week, finally accosting him on his way to the airport to show him her sketchbook. He had a beguiling manner about him, she said, showing him how she'd captured the jaunty tilt of his hat with pencil and ink. The experience was jarring.

.....Yeah. Well.

That woman was me. [http://dreamweaverm.deviantart.com/art/The-Real-Yahtzee-78671473]

God help me, I'm a Creepy Fan Anecdote.

For what it's worth, I was not following anyone around all weekend, not even the party I came with seeing as I did so much running around, I drew lots of people over that weekend as it's what I do whenever I'm sitting anywhere for extended periods of time (
(Especially at panels) [http://dreamweaverm.deviantart.com/art/Three-Faces-78676227], and I'm pretty sure I never said the word beguiling...

I talked about his weird walk: he sort of glides from place-to-place, no up or down, and I have no real excuse for that observation besides that people who know me know I'll say just about anything to just about anyone, consequences be damned, which is probably why I have never found anyone in any sort of profession willing to employ me. Except as a baby-sitter. Kids seem to think I'm funny, rather then scary. Fear for your next generation, humanity.

I sure as hell never meant to jar anyone or anything, and I apologize whole-heartedly for the weirdness of it all. I'm really very sorry, and I appreciate that no one called security or kicked me down the escalator.

Mr. Russ is an exceptional writer with a malancholy but very beautiful voice, so at least when he described my moment of public humiliation, he did it poetically. That's some consolation prize I guess. I'll have to thank him if I ever see him again.

I think he wants you to NOT see him again.... Isn't it just peachy to be the source of someones paranoia?

Other than that: Congratulations on freaking out a nerd. Although they are often shy and anti-territorial,they are not easily startled.