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Wizard world chicago
rosemont, IL
august 4-5, 2006
INTRODUCTION
This year has been going by so quickly, and it’s hard to believe that
it’s already August. The summer will be over soon with the approach of
autumn, and what better way to end the summer season than to spend time at
Wizard World Chicago in Rosemont, Illinois. I’ve been lucky enough to have
made it to the last three shows (2003-2005), and this year would be quite
different as I would be spending the majority of my time wearing my
sandtrooper armor. Instead of playing the usual role of dustrho, I would
be known as TD1043 throughout the duration of the show. It would be an
experience like no other.
PREPARING FOR THE ASSAULT
It was Friday morning, about 0830 hours, as I unloaded my gear from my
vehicle. I started unloading everything from my storage bin into the trunk
of my Subaru Forester. Everything was all laid out neatly, so that it
would take no time to suit up. I began the quick process of going from
everyday civilian to loyal servant of the Empire. People walking and
driving by were interested in seeing what I was doing. Some knew I was
dressing up to become a stormtrooper or sandtrooper, while others had no
clue to what I would become.
I was pumped up about trooping in the show as a sandtrooper, since this
would be the biggest event that I have participated in since joining the
501st Legion back in November 2005. Most of events have been parades,
birthday parties and other miscellaneous activities, but this would one
truly be the biggest event of them all. All the previous Wizard World
shows that I had gone to were strictly to walk around, check out all the
different people in their costumes, and spend lots of money on Star Wars
items. This year I’d be one of those people walking around in a costume,
so this would be a whole new experience for me.
Something worth noting is that I injured myself the weekend prior to
this (at a kid’s birthday party), as I broke the big toe on my left foot.
Since my orthopedic doctor told me that I would need to be on crutches and
wear a post-op boot/shoe for six weeks, so you would think that I was
going to be doing this show, but I didn’t let this injury slow me down
because I was determined to do this show. I knew there would be quite a
bit of pain involved, but I wanted to say that I had at least tried
suiting up for this. Some said I would be crazy if I suited up in my
armor, and those people are absolutely correct about that because I
shouldn’t be doing this. Instead, I chose to do it. I taped up my foot so
that my big toe wouldn’t bend at all, and added more tape to it than I had
been using the last few days. I also wrapped my foot and ankle in an Ace
bandage, because I didn’t want my toe to move a single inch on me. Once my
foot was wrapped up real tight, it was time to continue suiting up for the
big event.
It took no more than fifteen minutes for me to get completely suited
up. I placed my storage bin back into my car, grabbed my big gun, locked
the car, and headed on out toward the show. Instead of walking outside in
the warm sunshine, I decided to take the long air-conditioned walkway all
the way to the building’s main lobby. Even though the air conditioning was
feeling good for the time being, things were about to get heated up real
quick.
THE MISSION BEGINS
Along the way I was stopped only one time by someone who wanted to have
a picture taken of me with their cell phone. I was shocked that it had
taken more than five minutes before someone wanted a picture of me, as I
had passed up several groups of people. I guess there are a lot of people
out there who really don’t care or have a love for Star Wars. It would be
their loss, not mine. After posing for a brief second I continued on
toward the lobby area. What would be the start of a long day, I made my
way toward the long escalator that would bring me down to ground level in
the lobby. The excitement and anticipation of being mobbed by adults and
children with cameras was growing inside me.
As I stepped off the escalator people all around started taking
pictures of me. I heard someone shout out, “Look! It’s a stormtrooper!” Of
course I wanted to shout back at them and say, “Hey, I’m a sandtrooper,
NOT a stormtrooper!” But, I chose to just keep my mouth shut and keep
moving on. Many approached me asking to have their picture taken with me,
and I was really starting to enjoy the moment. About ten minutes later I
decided to make my way onto the showroom floor, where I knew I was going
to be mobbed yet again by Star Wars fans. I knew my day had just started
as TD1043.
READY FOR BATTLE
The first thing I wanted to do when I got there was to meet up with
Chris Spice and Pat Newell (owner and moderator of Sandtroopers.com).
Spice had my badge that would let me enter the show, so without that I
couldn’t go in there. Him and Pat showed up shortly after I arrived there,
got my badge, pinned it on my chest (just under my armor), and we made our
way inside the show.
Our
initial objective was to see who all had made it to the show so far. We
headed toward the Federation Toys booth since that would be our base of
operations and we would then meet up with Jim (owner). It was only about
0930 hours and it was already getting crowded in the place. What should
have taken no more than five to ten minutes took more than twenty minutes.
It didn’t take that long because of the crowds of people, but more so
because of all the pictures I had to pose for. Everywhere I went, no
matter what aisle I was walking through, people had to get a snapshot of
me in my weathered armor. Who wouldn’t want to have their picture taken
with this trooper?
LET THE FUN BEGIN!
After
hanging out with Jim and other members of the 501st Legion, it was time to
start mingling with the crowd. Pat walked around with me for almost the
entire day, taking pictures when others wanted to take pictures of me. I
had lots of fun doing this, especially when I approached another person in
costume. Some of the best moments include me pointing my blaster at Spider
Man, Pikachoo (spelling?) and the fearless Predator that was stalking the
show. Any time I did some action pose with these costumers, the cameras
were unleashed and the flashes started firing off at free will.
As
we were marching up and down the aisles we noticed a wrestling ring that
took up a great amount of space. There were these hardcore wrestlers in
the ring who were going at each other. It was something that reminded me
of the Ultimate Fighting Championship style of fighting. One of them in
the ring said, “Bring that stormtrooper up here so we can beat him around
a bit.” Then the ring announcer was trying to get me to come up there in
the ring, and after just a few seconds I was persuaded to get up in there
with the other wrestlers.
Now, I wasn’t going to do anything drastic in my armor, but I did have
fun pretending like I was going to fight these guys. I was moving around
the ring pretending that I was going to take them out. One of the
wrestlers stepped up behind me, picked me up, and it seemed like he was
going to throw me down onto the canvas floor. I told him that this armor
can’t take this kind of abuse, and he gently placed me back on the floor.
Another guy who was well more than 6’5” approached me, and I stood just
inches away from him face-to-face. I wasn’t ready for what was about to
happen, because he decided to head butt me with a pretty big blow. That
didn’t feel good as the inside of my helmet smashed into the top portion
of my nose, causing an immense amount of pain inside my skull. I informed
him that there isn’t any padding inside these and that what he had done
hurt quite a bit, and he was very apologetic after that. I know these guys
meant no harm, so it didn’t really bother me on bit.
DOUG WANGLER NOW 501ST
On
Saturday, August 5, Doug Wangler was inducted as an honorary member of the
501st Legion. This was the ultimate highlight of the entire weekend, as
Doug is a person who totally deserved to become part of such a wonderful
organization. With more then thirty members from the 501st (stormtroopers,
sandtroopers, scout troopers and more) surrounding Fed Jim’s booth, the
ceremony stopped all movement in the immediate area. It was even announced
on the intercom system that the area has ceased moving, and that it needed
to be opened up for foot traffic. Chip Childress handled the presentation
well, and you could just tell by looking at Doug’s face that he was really
enjoying this special moment. This was the highlight of Wizard World and
is something I will always remember.
DAMAGE CONTROL
After being on my feet for more than eight hours each day (Friday and
Saturday), I think my broken toe held up well. It wasn’t in severe pain as
I had been expecting, but it was sore and it had started swelling pretty
bad. The rest of my body was hurting quite a bit, and each night after I
got home I took a long hot bath to help sooth my aching body and muscles.
I wasn’t used to being on my feet that long, let alone while wearing all
that armor and the backpack.
Would I dress up in my armor again while having a broken toe, knowing
that I’d be on my feet for that long period of time? I sure would. By
being as cautious as possible, I was able to prevent further injury to my
toe thanks to the heavy duty wrapping I did with it. I’m lucky that
nothing bad happened with it. I know I shouldn’t have been on my feet like
that, but I didn’t want to miss out on this major event. I’m glad I made
it to the show as a sandtrooper.
CONCLUSION
All in all, I had a fabulous time at this year’s Wizard World. It was
the first time wearing my armor at such a large convention. It was the
first time I would be there as a member of the 501st Legion, instead of
being a regular attendee. I got the chance of meeting Chad McDonald in
person for the first time. I had fun hanging out with Spice, Pat, Chad and
all the other individuals at the show. I’m very much looking forward to
next year’s Wizard World, but it will be here before I know it.
Photo Galleries
Click on the links below to see the three different photo galleries.
FRIDAY, AUGUST 4
SATURDAY, AUGUST 5
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