In an effort to stir up the nostalgia and get me in the mood for tonight’s London pubmeet, I thought I’d share some of my favourite pics from Fanfest 2012.
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Wednesday night, before Fanfest officially started, many folk gathered together to drink as much beer as possible in an unprepared local Irish bar. Whilst a great way to kick things off and make some early acquaintances, it never seems like such a good idea the next morning.
CCP Guard shows off his new sex face.
David K. Magnus’ looks unsettled as his heightened super-senses warn him of an impending vampire attack. The hungry nosferatu plots his assault from the other side of the room.
Who says guys can’t accessorise? Keith “Mandrill” Neilson dyes his hair to match his ‘friend’ (sorry Keith, writing this caption was easier than photoshopping it out).
One of Iceland’s few indigenous creatures is the Burrowing Snake, which seeks warmth in warm crevices and holes. This gentleman has just encountered one, much to his companions’ amusement.
The venue itself was a step up from the dreary (albeit fantastically well-decorated) sports centre of the previous year. The Harpa Centre is a magnificent edifice which graces the otherwise industrious Reykjavik dockside. In high winds and inclement whether it is a test of character and strength simply getting to it across the exposed forecourt.
It could be said that the Harpa Centre’s architectural influences suggest Caldari lines with Gallente flair…
…but the surrounding grounds are definitely more Minmatar-themed.
The perfect hangover cure: standing in a queue in a bizarrely designed building with projected moving images dancing across the walls.
The stark, volcanic rock corridors were other-worldly.
The impressive vermilion-hued amphitheatre has never been so embearded.
CCP T0rfiFrans and CCP Soundwave try to get their act together to orbitally bombard some console monkeys.
When Darkness Falls… Nerdified Drunkery
It’s a common misconception that drinking alcohol in a cold environment warms you up. In truth alcohol consumption just lowers the imbiber’s body temperature so the relative difference is less, creating the illusion of warmth and precipitating hypothermia. Also, it makes you not give a shit. Behold, alcohol-fuelled nerds in their many glorious forms.
At the Charity Dinner, who is enthralling these fine gentlemen whilst driving CCP PrismX to drink himself into a coma? … (L-R: Stephen Johnston, Grideris, RvB’s ShadowMaster, Well-Dressed Guy, CCP PrismX)
… it’s John Zastrow holding court on the subject of spaghetti/DUST514/Goons/Law or possibly something else entirely.
The CCP developers played musical chairs all night and Sean ‘CCP Sreegs’ Conover joined our table where he entertained us with his fantastic impersonation of Goonswarm CEO and CSM6 Chairman The Mittani. Here’s a short clip of his performance, rotated 90 degrees for your viewing pleasure:
The Virtual Worlds guys took us out on a storming friday night pub crawl featuring a beautiful trainee lawyer nicknamed EVE Online, “the real Golden Circle” tour, the Sony After-Party and some rotten shark being handed out. Guess what the only part I managed to take a picture of was?
Despite my knowledge of his work in Kick Ass, Robin Hood and Sherlock Holmes, actor Mark Strong was unimpressed with being spotted in Reykjavik (it’s actually @EVE_Scatha)
With the final big day of Fanfest to come, at 2am on Saturday morning you’d think the devs would have somewhere to be other than the dance floor at the Sony Party. (L-R CCP Alice with some other CCP funksters and the white blur which is CCP Flying Scotsman’s shiny head and middle finger).
Saturday night: This happened.
The victorious Team Haggis show off their DUST514 Tournament medals whilst a member of the losing team looks on with envy.
Okay, we get it, you won medals. Are you going to wave them around every time you see a camera?
Sunday: Fanfest might be over, but that didn’t stop us from one last night out. It all starts off so civilised…
… we even find some Pandemic Legion fellas being all civilised too …
… but then the were orgies of licking …
… strange toilet humour …
… random acts of violence …
… and dangerous drunken acrobatics.
The day after: It’s all too much for me, this is more my speed – a cup of tea and a nice sit down.
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