We tried to get everything all in before at least 9:30am because we had one last interview we needed to conduct with Gen Urobuchi, Digitarou, Koh Kitaoka, Takanori Aki, Yi-Tsun Hsiao, Liang-Husn Huang, and Chen-Ching Ting for Thunderbolt Fantasy. We thought we could squeeze in some questions for Urobuchi-san not related to Thunderbolt Fantasy regarding Fate/Zero, Aldnoah.Zero, and/or Madoka Magica but the moderators for the interview wanted to keep the questions strictly about Thunderbolt Fantasy, which was fine with us since we had some backup questions related to the show.
This would be the second time that the press team would split; Nate and I would conduct this interview while Ryan was covering the Gundam Model Contest judging and awards especially since he and Brandon had submissions for the contest.
What made this interesting was that most of these interviews were billed as "group interviews" but if you've seen all of our videos of our interviews, they all have been one-on-one. So we were shocked when we heard that it would be us interviewing Japanese Guests of Honor one-on-one, well technically two-on-at-least-five.
After the interview, we are approached with an opportunity to record the PILI Budaixi panel by the request of one of the guests of honor. The panel was at 2:30pm and ran for an hour; we had planned for Nate leaving downtown around 4:00pm since he wanted to be at the airport early to beat out Easter traffic and the drive between downtown and the Seattle-Tacoma International Airport takes at least around 20 minutes so it played right into our schedule.
Gundams on display waiting to be judged |
Promotional sign for Starbucks Draft |
This time around, we took the long way back to the convention center walking past the Sheraton Seattle and up Pike Street.
Back at the convention center, we find out that Ryan placed second in his group - not bad for someone who was looking to enter just to get critiques from those who have been in this sort of competition.
A panorama of the Skybridge with the Exhibit Hall in the back |
We thought it went well, although it was mixed in terms of where people resided from which made me think that Sakura-Con has that much pulling power to be on the national convention stage. I used the term "Power Five Anime Conventions" (named after the Power Five conferences used to describe the five best conferences in college sports) and placed this convention in that conversation along with Anime Expo, ACEN, A-Kon, and Otakon in terms of prestige and influence, maybe we include attendance numbers but sometimes those numbers don't tell the full story.
The two of us arrive just in time to set up our equipment for one last run at our convention reporting before we all have to leave. We ask them if we could live-stream the panel, and the staff give us the ok. But before we go live, one of the staff members asks us for our card, which we had. She then points to our Facebook page where we would be live-streaming the panel and shared our page to the thousands of Thunderbolt Fantasy fans across the world.
When I say that we hit a goldmine, we sure did in that forty minute plus of recording as we were opened up to the Chinese and Taiwanese fanbase as our views, comments, shares, and reach skyrocketed to levels that we haven't seen before and was hoping for these types of numbers when we started to live-stream at this convention.
Nate says his good-byes to everyone in the hallway outside the panel room as we book it back to the car and leave the Renaissance Seattle for the final time.
Pike Street from the Skybridge looking towards Pike Place Market |
All of us contributed to a playlist on Apple Music that would tell the story of the entire convention - from the Gravity Falls theme song with our first ever visit to Oregon to Future's "Mask Off" for everything Persona 5 to all the grunge rock songs that defined the scene to signify our visit to Seattle and the state of Washington.
But there was one song that I was forbidden to listen to until I left Medford, or at least Nate left Seattle: Dropkick Murphys' "Until the Next Time."
Obviously Ryan knows how emotional I can get when it comes to the end of the conventions. This song combined with Lukas Graham's "7 Years" and Drake's "Do Not Distrub" tell about family bonds, how far we've come in covering conventions, and what at least I'm expecting in the near year or so.
Seriously, who left the onions in my car?
Once I drop off Nate at the airport, I head back to Seattle for the first time with just me in the car. For those twenty minutes heading back, it felt like bliss to enjoy the scenery and reflect on the song choices that we really drove home.
At the hotel where Nick, Dalton, and Ashton are where the remaining three of us were also going to stay, we rest up before heading back towards the airport, but instead towards Westfield Southcenter, a mall that contained the remaining festivities of the day: Jolibee and Round 1. However, we got delayed for quite sometime but were able to get out there just in time to enjoy Jolibee right as they closed for the night. Of course, those who haven't tried Jolibee yet were in for a meal that yells "home." And yes, this is much better than KFC although Popeyes right up there in the fried chicken rankings.
One of my primary goals at Round 1 was to battle some of the locals at
Leaving my NorCal mark on the Seattle locals |
The cabinet with P4U highlighted (Taken at Round 1 Sun Valley in Concord, but is the same system) |
I started to play as Junpei, who I main in P4U, on arcade mode then Ryan starts to play as Kanji next to me. However, we couldn't figure out to play each other until I sat across from him and started to play against. I did go to Mitsuru first but totally forgot how to play her so I went back to Junpei. As we get into match point, both of us are trying to "instant kill" each other; Ryan notices that I've been relying on Junpei's slide move just a tad too much and had just started to punish it. I think I can go under him while he has his finishing move activated and avoid him, but I pop up too early, get caught, and lose the match.
Before we all know it, it's nearly midnight and I need to get gas before we head back to the hotel because we need some sleep because someone has to drive eight hours back to Medford.
-Day Three End-
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