After Anthrocon 2005, Max Black Rabbit hitched a ride back to Toronto with Steve Martin and me. He stayed overnight and Steve Took this Photo. I'm the guy with the British LA-85 assault rifle and Max is holding the military shotgun.
Neither firearm is real of course. They use air pressure to fire little plastic balls just hard enough to penetrate two or three sheets of paper. Max came back from Anthrocon with the Japanese made copy, and it gave me the idea for this. I brought the British arm back from LA the year before, I believe. There's also a replica Baretta 92R tucked in my pant waist. I don't know about Max, but this is about as far as you can get from my political values and lifestyle as you can get.
The art hung above us seems to be two pieces by Max on the viewer's left, and two of mine on the right.
Neither firearm is real of course. They use air pressure to fire little plastic balls just hard enough to penetrate two or three sheets of paper. Max came back from Anthrocon with the Japanese made copy, and it gave me the idea for this. I brought the British arm back from LA the year before, I believe. There's also a replica Baretta 92R tucked in my pant waist. I don't know about Max, but this is about as far as you can get from my political values and lifestyle as you can get.
The art hung above us seems to be two pieces by Max on the viewer's left, and two of mine on the right.
Category All / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 525 x 677px
File Size 54.2 kB
They like guns so they can kill people who want to take their guns away, of course.
I dunno. When I was a kid it was different. Nobody had them, and toy guns were pretty lame. But there was constant news up from the U.S. about wars they were in and people the fought, and the kid culture projected up here by American TV had not quite gotten over the fascination with cowboys & Indians. The airwaves were saturated with far off violence, which was almost guaranteed to catch an 8 year old boy's attention. I think I must have been about that age before I realized that as a Canadian I wouldn't be drafted in the American army when I was old enough. (A prospect I didn't at all like.)
Still, there was an esoteric quality to it. When I was a little older I realized that this was foreign stuff and hadn't much to do with the reality that I saw around me. Instead, it became mysterious. I wanted to know all about it -- military hardware, history of war, how weapons were used... To my credit,(I believe), I never gave a fart about military organization, customs, or any of that. I still had no desire to wear anyone's uniform and learn the right way to slurp my soup in rhythm with 40 other guys in my platoon. The biggest mystery of all was, how did guns work exactly.
After I had built a dozen Japanese replica models I had a pretty good idea. Having satisfied my curiosity about most things military, I don't have the interest I once did. But it still gives me a thrill to train sights on Tom Cruise or Paris Hilton on the TV...
I dunno. When I was a kid it was different. Nobody had them, and toy guns were pretty lame. But there was constant news up from the U.S. about wars they were in and people the fought, and the kid culture projected up here by American TV had not quite gotten over the fascination with cowboys & Indians. The airwaves were saturated with far off violence, which was almost guaranteed to catch an 8 year old boy's attention. I think I must have been about that age before I realized that as a Canadian I wouldn't be drafted in the American army when I was old enough. (A prospect I didn't at all like.)
Still, there was an esoteric quality to it. When I was a little older I realized that this was foreign stuff and hadn't much to do with the reality that I saw around me. Instead, it became mysterious. I wanted to know all about it -- military hardware, history of war, how weapons were used... To my credit,(I believe), I never gave a fart about military organization, customs, or any of that. I still had no desire to wear anyone's uniform and learn the right way to slurp my soup in rhythm with 40 other guys in my platoon. The biggest mystery of all was, how did guns work exactly.
After I had built a dozen Japanese replica models I had a pretty good idea. Having satisfied my curiosity about most things military, I don't have the interest I once did. But it still gives me a thrill to train sights on Tom Cruise or Paris Hilton on the TV...
I am a book store... no, just joking. Those are my own books though. Its a two sided shelf, and behind it is another wall of book shelves. And even that's not all of them. There are also hundreds of records, CD[s, videotapes, model kits, die-cast models (that I didn't have to assemble), a computer, art hung on the walls, one cat, and me, all stuffed into 550 square feet of space. Yes, it is a little crowded.
woah max is black lol.... goddang im out of circulation for these things.. and I want that shotgun! shotguns rock.. they are zombie deterrant! and deer hunting tools, and best used for those annoying little toy poodles, you know the kind, that yip and bark and stalk your ankles when you sleep. :D mm.. assault rifles are fun, but yeah... books are of awsome ness as well :D
Well, I imagine it depends on how big they are in fandom, and how unlikely anyone has met them in real life. I've never seen Ken Fletcher or JP Morgan, so seeing them is a treat. With the increasing fragmentation of fandom, there are more & more folx that I'll probably never meet, even at furcons, especially as I've stopped going to more than MFM these days.
OTOH I notice the absence of Fred Patten (of whom I have photos from happier days). Maybe I could dig one up and post it somewhere...
OTOH I notice the absence of Fred Patten (of whom I have photos from happier days). Maybe I could dig one up and post it somewhere...
xD I have some airsoft guns as well, but not like those... When I took a first look at this pic all I was thinking was 'omfg, two artists with guns... and they look pretty pissed' >< I wish I had one of those conifur NW T's that max is wearing. My aunt lives in that area near Seattle where the con was held, so thats probably why I saw people in fursuits when I visited
Although not illegal in Toronto, there is a by-law that prohibits the sale of such things in stores. You can bring them in from elsewhere, or buy them on-line, but can't buy a realistic kit or air powered gun anywhere in the city. Why? Do legislators actually feel there's a liklihood someone will rob a store with a model gun? If someone did, wouldn't that be better than robbing a store with a *real* gun?
Airsoft! I play airsoft in warmer months. Someone got the bright idea around here to set up a forum to get people together to have big "ops," or operations. These days, we'll have anywhere from 40-120 people show up and play, a lot of them Vietnam, Gulf War and from Iraq and Afghanistan. Oh, and we modify our weapons so they have a little more range and power (I think my gun fires around 360 feet per second. Snipers will fire up to 600fps, but have a safe engagement distance). Cool to see others in the fandom with these!
I recently picked up some ersatz airsofts for about $12 each. One was a HK MP5 of some sort, the second another HK product (not marked on the box and I forget what it is), and the new HK MP7 which looks really futuristic. They're hung all over with lights and lasers and scopes.
When I was a lot younger I did something like what you described with some friends. We drove out into the country and waged a miniwar with small spring loaded handguns that looked just a little like a baretta. They shot rubber pellets, but better still they shot dried peas, which were a lot cheaper and you didn't care how many you lost. With some quck movement to the flank, my bunch took the other in the rear, so I think we won.
Another time I was fooling around with those pea shooters in the middle of the night with a friend. Some cop drove up and asked a lot of questions. While me and my friend waited in the back seat, he radioed in for ID and looked at our toy guns. Obviously he didn't think we were a threat. But to our surprise another cop car drove by and our cop poited the toy gun out the window and released a hail of peas at it! I half expected a gun fight to break out as the other cop probably had no idea it was a toy.
When I was a lot younger I did something like what you described with some friends. We drove out into the country and waged a miniwar with small spring loaded handguns that looked just a little like a baretta. They shot rubber pellets, but better still they shot dried peas, which were a lot cheaper and you didn't care how many you lost. With some quck movement to the flank, my bunch took the other in the rear, so I think we won.
Another time I was fooling around with those pea shooters in the middle of the night with a friend. Some cop drove up and asked a lot of questions. While me and my friend waited in the back seat, he radioed in for ID and looked at our toy guns. Obviously he didn't think we were a threat. But to our surprise another cop car drove by and our cop poited the toy gun out the window and released a hail of peas at it! I half expected a gun fight to break out as the other cop probably had no idea it was a toy.
Ahahaha! Wonderful cop story. I've had about a dozen run-ins with the police, mostly people calling about noise complaints during night games in urban wooded areas. They really don't mind around here. They just have to show up when called :/
Glad to learn the roots of airsofting. That's pretty neat, shooting peas!
Glad to learn the roots of airsofting. That's pretty neat, shooting peas!
Left to right, a drawing by Max of Kratsmisch (a muck character belonging to a friend of mine). A drawing by Max of Saara doing something hard to make out with Zig Zag. (I think I know which one but its hard to tell. It's highly un-canonical, since I can't imagine Saara having the faintest interest in or liking for Zig Zag. But I couldn't really say so.) The third is a drawing of mine of Saara in a comic store, with Tangel in the background. The final is a drawing by Max of Saara and Tangel.
FA+

Comments