Ben kiitti fanikunniaviaraaksi kutsumisestaan ja kertoi viihtyneensä hyvin.
Me olimme vallan erinomaisen tyytyväiset häneen, ja iloisia että hän oli meille
suostunut.
Ben lähetti meille Finnconin hänessä esiin tuoman pedon. Hän olikin vallan
hurja veikko.
Our Fan Guest of Honour Ben Roimola sent us his inner beast that was awakened
during Finncon. Well...she WAS quite a beast...
This is the story of the strange and mysterious meeting of Rosebud and
Finncon connittee.
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At the first sight lovely Rosebud was a quiet, nice and decent
creature. |
| She had wonderful talks with Virpi Flyktman who was in charge of the
board game event together with Markku Jaatinen... |
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..and she did not hesitate to get friendly with the wonderful
Finncon staff, like our dear Samu... |
| ...who was delighted, like Kari Perttula here, too. |
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However, occasionally she got wild and got into inappropriate
places. I thought she just
wanted to talk about Marko Ahonen's latest book with him? |
| That's what we all thought. However, after a while we learned
also to take care of our drinks. I think Jussi Vainikainen was the first
to notice the surprising bad habit of Rosebud. |
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Still, she IS well brought up, and thus was able to have excellent
scientific conversations about, especiallyabout physics and artificial
intelligence with Johanna Piilonen, master of science Friday. |
| Still, occasionally, Rosebud got very frendly, too friendly. I hope
no-one shall tell Nico Holmberg's wife about this picture. He may not be
able to take care of our dead dog party quisine anymore. |
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What surprised many was the way Rosebud liked also to discuss about
the visual images of Finncon. Pekka Vesala told how we ended to the
cow-theme. At that point Rosebud clearly had tears in her eyes. |
| Well, the official grandmother of Jyväskylä Science Fiction Society
42, Irma Hirsjärvi gave her a motherly hug. At this point Rosebud took a
quick nap. |
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After that she got quite wild. She gave a lively lapdance to Paula
Tulppo, who told her again and again, that no, there are no rooms
available. |
| Frustrated Rosebud tried to jump over Tarmo Friman. Well, he knew
how to catch people - being a gopher coordinator - and grabbed her
before she climbed into a nearest beer can. |
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Arto Lampila asked if he could loan Rosebud for his report to his
tutor about a half a year slavery in Finncon, but we denied that. |
| I do not know what Anne Leinonen whispered to Rosebud, but as a
programme coordinator she must have made a proposal she could not
refuse. |
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You see, after that, she run away, leaving the rest of the connittee
truly miss her.
For example Kati Mäki-Kuutti was on her way, still hosting the
special guest of honour, and Sami Kähkönen was still at home counting
the huge profits of Finncon. Along them also Senja Hirsjärvi, Eemeli,
Saija, Papu and Lumi Aro as well as Terttu Ihalainen with many others
hoped they shall see Rosebud some day.
Now everything goes really weird. The rest of these pictures were
sent to us, and they seem to be taken around Jyväskylä and its
surroundings. This one, on the left, was taken in a pub called The Green
Elf. This particulair elf seems to be quite swollen, but that is not
surprise if we know he is a bartender. If we recall it right his name is
Carl Cthulhu or something like that. |
| The bouncer of Dark Star restaurant, Al Ien, is widely known of his
exceptional strength. This nasty guy likes to have pictures taken from
the situations where he is throwing too drunk customers out. Like
in this picture. |
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Church Park is usually the meeting place of fringe people, where
dragons are known to live. No further comments on this picture. |
| We know Rosebud left the planet at some point with an unknown
gentleman.. |
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...but this picture, taken in the night with a flashlight, possibly
by the local journalist Anssi Koskinen, proves she came back, and that
she has now chosen the fight against the crime as her way of life! Holy
cow! |
| In this role her life has already become legandary with her very,
very close friend Rubin Bull. |
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To the darkest paths her way has gone, cups filled with herbal tea
and fruit juices. You shall see no fear in her large, moist eyes,
whatever dangers she faces in the night. |
| Wild, wild Rosebud, we salute you! |
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