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Magical Girl Pretty Boromir
Still have not made it to Akihabara. Will stop posting about going to it in LJ because every time I post that we're going, we don't. Ended up in Ikebukuro, at the Mandarake there because it was (a) easier to find from the station than the Akihabara one and (b) specialized in shoujo. Bought a metric ton of doujinshi, mostly Bleach because I know that what I don't like I can offload on eBay and on LJ. :D Bought a couple of Death Note ones that turned out to be good enough that I don't think I'll sell them.
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rachelmanija determined that she was NOT going to be leaving the store without at least on Lord of the Rings doujinshi, just because. She bought 3, two of which we looked at during lunch, and which turned out, disappointingly, to be novels (i.e. text fanfic) and not manga. But one of them has Boromir in a fluffy dress on the cover, so it ought to be worth it for just that.
For those of you who requested particular doujinshi: it's almost impossible to find them without knowing much about them, because the only order there is in the store is pairing, so oh well. :) For the one of you who requested Kyo/Yuya pr0n, no go because there were only four SDK doujinshi there and they all had terrible cover art. Friends don't buy friends bad art.
We poked trhough a lot of the Naruto doujinshi and were traumatized by one that seemed to feature, according to the cover, Kakashi/Sasuke bloodplay. It was even worse than that sounds. However, there was a shopgirl dressed like L behind the counter of the store, so that went a long way towards un-traumatizing us. And as I was lugging aorund this plastic basket full of doujinshi, there were a lot of Japanese girls giving the basket disapproving glances. Either they were jealous that I could afford that much, or they thoght I was insane.
Surprisingly, there were only about four Furuba doujinshi there. Over in the Harry Potter section, Rachel discovered a slim volume with a jet black cover inscribed in gold with the words "The boy and the potions master." She was tempted, but opted for the Magical Girl Pretty Boromir instead.
Aside from doujinshi, there's a few things about Japan that I keep meaning to post on. First, I have obviously, at some deep level, decided that mana and anime are completely and utterly fictional and nothing like the real world, because every time I run into something here that I've seen in manga or anime, it's a shock.
Secondly: no napkins! (Or, perhaps, serviettes for you Brits.) Some restaurants will give you a warm, damp towel to sponge off your hands before your meal, but even when they don't, you won't get a napkin. Occasionally there may some paper napkins in a box on the table, but often there aren't. You're just expected not to be messy, I think.
Thirdly: I have only encountered those fancy Japanese toilets you hear about in those "Gosh look at those wacky Japanese!" TV programs in department stores and, ironically, the temple in Koyasan. Nobody seems to use any of the thins they can do. I will say, however, that a heated seat is just about the last thing you want on a hot summer day.
Fourthly: Japanese men, at least in Tokyo, spend quite a good deal of time on their appearance. This is something of which I approve.
Fifthly: the manpurse. The well-dressed Japanese gentlemen needs something in which to carry his cellphone, copy of Shounen Jump, the handkerchief with which he wipes his sweat, and whatever else he requires to maintain his person. Thus, he needs his manpurse. Most of the manpurses I've seen tend to be disguised as messenger bags or look a wee bit like briefcases, but the department stores sell a wide range of manpurses all over the feminine-masculine spectrum, and Rachel and I have seen, at two different times, men proudly sporting silver lamé manpurses.
Sixthly: Rachel reminds me of the Vision in Pink we saw on the subway in Osaka on the way back from Koyasan. She had a white lace eyelet blouse that tied at the neck, but a pink skirt, hose with pink butterflies at the ankle picked out in pink rhinestones, pink high-heeled shoes with bows at the toes *and* the heels, a gigantic necklace with huge pink balls on it, a pink watch on one hand and a pink bracelet with pink butterflies on it on the other, pink butterfly earrings, and was carrying two pink bags. The pink bags contained an array of smaller pink items, including a pink handkerchief, a pink cellphone, and a pink wallet with a pink phonecard in it. I applaud her ability to pick a theme and stick with it.
rachelmanija determined that she was NOT going to be leaving the store without at least on Lord of the Rings doujinshi, just because. She bought 3, two of which we looked at during lunch, and which turned out, disappointingly, to be novels (i.e. text fanfic) and not manga. But one of them has Boromir in a fluffy dress on the cover, so it ought to be worth it for just that.For those of you who requested particular doujinshi: it's almost impossible to find them without knowing much about them, because the only order there is in the store is pairing, so oh well. :) For the one of you who requested Kyo/Yuya pr0n, no go because there were only four SDK doujinshi there and they all had terrible cover art. Friends don't buy friends bad art.
We poked trhough a lot of the Naruto doujinshi and were traumatized by one that seemed to feature, according to the cover, Kakashi/Sasuke bloodplay. It was even worse than that sounds. However, there was a shopgirl dressed like L behind the counter of the store, so that went a long way towards un-traumatizing us. And as I was lugging aorund this plastic basket full of doujinshi, there were a lot of Japanese girls giving the basket disapproving glances. Either they were jealous that I could afford that much, or they thoght I was insane.
Surprisingly, there were only about four Furuba doujinshi there. Over in the Harry Potter section, Rachel discovered a slim volume with a jet black cover inscribed in gold with the words "The boy and the potions master." She was tempted, but opted for the Magical Girl Pretty Boromir instead.
Aside from doujinshi, there's a few things about Japan that I keep meaning to post on. First, I have obviously, at some deep level, decided that mana and anime are completely and utterly fictional and nothing like the real world, because every time I run into something here that I've seen in manga or anime, it's a shock.
Secondly: no napkins! (Or, perhaps, serviettes for you Brits.) Some restaurants will give you a warm, damp towel to sponge off your hands before your meal, but even when they don't, you won't get a napkin. Occasionally there may some paper napkins in a box on the table, but often there aren't. You're just expected not to be messy, I think.
Thirdly: I have only encountered those fancy Japanese toilets you hear about in those "Gosh look at those wacky Japanese!" TV programs in department stores and, ironically, the temple in Koyasan. Nobody seems to use any of the thins they can do. I will say, however, that a heated seat is just about the last thing you want on a hot summer day.
Fourthly: Japanese men, at least in Tokyo, spend quite a good deal of time on their appearance. This is something of which I approve.
Fifthly: the manpurse. The well-dressed Japanese gentlemen needs something in which to carry his cellphone, copy of Shounen Jump, the handkerchief with which he wipes his sweat, and whatever else he requires to maintain his person. Thus, he needs his manpurse. Most of the manpurses I've seen tend to be disguised as messenger bags or look a wee bit like briefcases, but the department stores sell a wide range of manpurses all over the feminine-masculine spectrum, and Rachel and I have seen, at two different times, men proudly sporting silver lamé manpurses.
Sixthly: Rachel reminds me of the Vision in Pink we saw on the subway in Osaka on the way back from Koyasan. She had a white lace eyelet blouse that tied at the neck, but a pink skirt, hose with pink butterflies at the ankle picked out in pink rhinestones, pink high-heeled shoes with bows at the toes *and* the heels, a gigantic necklace with huge pink balls on it, a pink watch on one hand and a pink bracelet with pink butterflies on it on the other, pink butterfly earrings, and was carrying two pink bags. The pink bags contained an array of smaller pink items, including a pink handkerchief, a pink cellphone, and a pink wallet with a pink phonecard in it. I applaud her ability to pick a theme and stick with it.
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And I assure you, that we here at LJ will be able to provide good homes for any wayward doujinshi.
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ARE YOU UP TO THE CHALLENGE?!
(P.S. Do you read Bleach?)
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(And yes, I most definitely do!)
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I am sure that I will be suitably horrified when whatever it is arrives, and I promise to review it on LJ. In a public post, no less. Possibly illustrated, if the situation warrants.
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(P.S. The Medicine Seller carries shunga in his medicine chest, I am reliably informed.)
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I shall go collapse now and remedy this.
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ETA: AND NOW LINKED!
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Boromir in a fluffy dress!!! Hee hee hee! The poor guy never gets any respect ... (I presume you're familiar with the venerable spoof Bored of the Rings, where he's stuck with being the Man with the Pointy Shoes).
And that is way too much pink ... at least she didn't have a wee doggie dyed pink, too.
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I have seen these manpurses in the live action dramas(well, in anime and manga, too, but they don't stand out much there) and some are truly quite impressive.
And you realize that when someone says Boromir, my brain flashes to Sean Bean and I now have a TERRIFYING image burned into my brain...
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I would be more intrigued by Kakashi blood play if it was Iruka paired with him! >=D
Ahhh doujinshiiiii... I may pick up a few at Ycon this year but it cannot compare to shopping in Japan!
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The heated toilet seats weirded me out even in the middle of winter. Reminded me too much of the slightly skeevy body heat left behind in recently vacated chairs, which I hate for some reason. I did enjoy the motion-sensor nature sounds in some of them, though.
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You can be jealous now--my hotel room in Yokohama has a toilet with two kinds of, um, cleaning functions. It's quite nice. :)
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(Aaack, I love that icon! Tom Lehrer and Saiyuki - an unbeatable combination ... )
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And my husband doesn't understand why I want to visit Japan. Foolish man.
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Hope you're enjoying your trip. ;)