+ Welcome to Santa Barbara Comic Con! - MINGLE LOG +

[vitaelamorte]

Who: EVERYONE
Where: Santa Barbara Comic Con!
When: 8/3 - 8/5
Rating: PG-13, warn if going higher
Summary: A mingle log for the Psych event - Welcome to Santa Barbara Comic Con! This would be an absolutely terrible time to get mixed up in a horrible murder!
The Story:

Welcome to Santa Barbara! Nicknamed the American Riviera, it's a cozy seaside city that can often feel like a small town. And you get to be here during its most exciting weekend - the Santa Barbara Comic Con!

Whether you come from out of town or are a Santa Barbara native, there is plenty to do in the convention center and surrounding city. Maybe you are there to cosplay, attend panels, or meet your favorite comic book creator. You might even be a guest yourself, be it a well-known illustrator or an easily overlooked character actor.

If conventions aren't your thing, there are plenty of other activities around town, whether you want to run one of the food trucks down by the pier or take advantage of the tourists with expensive tchotchkes. You could use the weekend to pick up extra hours at your comfortable pharmaceutical company job. If inclined, you can help out convention security as one of Santa Barbara's finest, the totally and completely 100% competent officers of the SBPD who do not at all whatsoever rely on a psychic to help solve a staggering percentage of crimes.

There's more to Santa Barbara than just surf and sun, though. You might be more drawn to the seedy underbelly of the city and make your living smuggling drugs, stealing cars, and robbing department stores. In which case, the convention could prove to be a convenient cover for your clandestine operations!

No matter what, you can look forward to a relaxing weekend of beautiful beaches, fun cosplay opportunities, and delicious street food. All you have to do is ignore Santa Barbara's disturbingly high murder rate.

Easier said than done, though, since day two will bring about, you guessed it - death!

When a fanmade, life-sized statue of the coolest new superhero, the Blue Revenger, falls and kills one of the convention's headlining guests, some assume it's an accident while others suspect something far more sinister. Where do you stand? Are you one of the police officers on the case, or would you rather offer your assistance as a consultant? Will you ignore the yellow tape and enjoy your weekend? Or are you just going to take advantage of the chaos to help nudge the murder rate up a tad on your own?

Are you destined to be the next victim, or will you be one who survives... under Santa Barbara skies?

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day two

[krmvgivv]

[Today's been weird. Look, this isn't the first time someone's been murdered in the same general area as Stan is, but Dipper knows his grunkle's innocent. Among other things, he's pretty sure if Stan killed someone, it wouldn't look like an accident. That's not Stan's style.

But he needs help to prove it. And there's one guest at the con who might be able to help him. If Dipper can convince him to, anyway.]

Um, Ford? Uh, Stanford Pines?

[Dipper knows exactly who Stanford is. Dipper's his biggest fan, despite how much it annoys Stanley. He's read every article, watched every video, and even built a few of Ford's tools himself. He takes it all so seriously. And Ford's his uncle!! Even if they've never met, that has to mean something.

Just like it has to mean something that Stan is Ford's brother. He has to help. He just has to.]

[mothmansplaining]

Stanford blinks down at the boy. Who is this kid? What's he want? Ford isn't at the bar because he's in a mood to talk to strangers. He's never in the mood to talk to strangers, actually. He just has to, sometimes, for work.

"Autograph hours are tomorrow from eleven to three, kid," he says gruffly, not getting up from his seat.

But there's something about this kid, a nagging pull at his memory.

"...have we met before? You look familiar."

It's because the family sends you photos, Ford.

[krmvgivv]

Dipper's eyes are wide, staring as Ford tells him that it isn't autographing time. Like he'd care about something so banal as that at a time like this!

But then Ford recognizes him. Sort of.

"...I'm Dipper. Your nephew. Um, your great-nephew, actually. Grandpa Shermie was my dad's dad. My sister and I have been staying with Grunkle Stan." A beat. "My twin sister." Because that's probably important to add.

[mothmansplaining]

He blinks, processing this -- ah, Stan did say the kids were dead set on coming to this. And he does look like a Pines.

"It is you!" he says, breaking into a laugh. "You've grown so much I hardly recognized you, kid! Why, the last time I saw you, you were this big!" He makes a gesture indicating that Dipper and Mabel must have been around three years old.

As fraught as the situation is, full of bad blood, Ford's still happy to see his younger relatives. Look at him!

[krmvgivv]

Dipper gives a shy smile, clutching his badge for the con in his hand. This is every bit the way he imagined their reunion going, except for one small detail.

Stan's in jail. As excited as Dipper is to meet his hero, he can't just forget about that.

"Yeah, I... I need your help."