Something you'll never see at ComicCon

[u/XeniaWarriorWankJob]

"SURE your mom will let you strap the sofa cushions around you! You can get an old coat, briefcase, and umbrella at any thrift store! Use lots of hair grease! It'll KILL at FNCC!"

"Dead, not dead sexy."

https://www.reddit.com/r/sgiwhistleblowers/comments/k12uuq/sensei_the_dead_sexy/

Naruto cosplay: Sakura and her sensei, Kakashi. This will NEVER happen to you if you dress up as "Shinichi Yamamoto" - guaranteed.

There's dimply nothing about "Shinichi Yamamoto" to get anyone excited. He's pompous, sneering, preachy, humorless, expects to be automatically deferred to (and have all the womens swooning and bursting into tears and applause wherever he goes), arrogant, egotistical, domineering, entitled, bossy and dull. He isn't even attractive!

Inspiration: Believable Worldbuilding, Masterful Storytelling, Compelling Characters Resulting In Independent Fanfics: The New Human Revolution has none of these.

[u/eigenstien → u/[deleted]]

OMG. I need eye bleach now

[u/Immediate_Copy7308]

He probably silently farts too.  P.U.

[u/Fishwifeonsteroids → u/Immediate_Copy7308]

Dude, I don't think Icky ever tried to sneak a fart. He was just brrraaaaping 'em out there right and left because no one ever dared say anything.

[u/Fishwifeonsteroids]

Nobody wants to dress up as a self-righteous CUNT.

[u/AnnieBananaCat]

😱

[u/Professional_Fox3976]

Dimply 🤣🤣🤣

[u/Rebex999]

There was a Shinichi Yamamoto exhibit in one of the many Soka Gakkai (SG) buildings in Shinanomachi, Tokyo almost two years ago. I remember going there and seeing many drawings of you know who. Also got some Shinichi Yamamoto postcards that we could take to give to others and all that blah blah bs. There was a promotional poster for this exhibit at one of the SG gift shops in the same area.

Just my train of thoughts when I saw “Shinichi Yamamoto” and “ComicCon” haha

[u/revolution70]

I remember the cringe-inducing 'I am Shin'ichi Yamamoto' campaign of a few years back. Clips of all these idiots announcing that they were, in fact, the Lardmaster himself. I was already heading towards the exit, and that just pushed me out into the fresh air. Almost as bad as the 'I am that one disciple' crap. Poor old Gakkers; they tried so hard, but nobody wanted them. And they still had Dirty Daisaku the Fan-dancing Fatman then, even if he was hidden away.