Kamokuu’s Story: ColossalCon 2014

I was cosplaying with friends, and I was dressed as Princess Zelda from the Legend of Zelda. My story starts with my standing around chatting with a friend near a concessions stand at the convention/hotel when all of the sudden I felt hands grab my face and jerk my head away from the conversation I was having only to be face to face with a drunk buffoon who then said “I’ll never get another chance to do this!” at which time he proceeded to try and put his mouth on me. Thankfully I had enough time and whit about me to put my hand on his mouth to keep him from putting his mouth on me.

My friend (also a girl) who was horrified was trying to shove him off of me, and I punched him in the ribs with my other free hand a couple of times when my own attempts to push him away weren’t successful. Eventually, realizing he wasn’t going to be able to get what he wanted he took off running outside, at which time my friend took off her heels and chased after him in her bare feet. During the pursuit, she witnessed this guy blindside 4 other unsuspecting, cosplaying, women who were not as lucky as I was and unfortunately he put his mouth on them. She eventually lost sight of him and returned to our group. After filing a report with the con security we were told that if we saw him to come and get one of them. So as it so happened, much to my surprise, when we went outside to do a photoshoot some time later, we DID spot this guy again, and he, and his buddies were taking creeper pictures of my friend and I from a distance and making us feel very uncomfortable as they stood at a distance and just stared at us. My friend snuck off and got security. We watched a couple of security members come outside, identify the suspect, and the head of the con security approached him, spoke with him, and left.

Naturally having just been physically violated, I was shocked that this pervert was left standing there. So I went back to the security office at which time I witnessed a staff member in there joking around and asking if I was there about the “Serial Kisser”. Now being rather hot blooded over the blatant belittlement of being assaulted by someone along with a number of other women, I demanded to know why after putting his hands on me and trying to force himself on me and others, ruining my convention, he was still at large, allowed to be there and have a good time. So the head of security appeared and basically brushed me off saying that it was my word (and my friend’s and the other women for that matter) against his and that they told him that if he did it again they were going to take his badge away.

I am still furious about this. Not only is it violating, disrespectful, degrading, and disgusting but realistically that jerk could have been doing that to spread herpes or other diseases to people. Knowing or unknowing. This isn’t the days of the cavemen. You should not be permitted to just grab a girl up and force yourself on them, drunk or socially awkward or messed up in the head, or “you asked for it for dressing like that in public” I don’t care what excuse people use. There used to be a line that separated us from animals, who cant control themselves, but I am seeing that line becoming more and more blurred. I was not dressed up in a provocative cosplay, and even if I was, I shouldn’t have to be afraid to go to a convention, or anywhere and be afraid that some animal is going to try and do something to me against my will. But now I am, and I am not an easy person to scare. But I look over my shoulder now and stand with my back to a wall at cons and in public because of what happened and that’s a shame. No girl should ever have to worry about their safety. I am a huge advocate for having real security, or police present at these events because frankly, con security is either useless or a bunch of primeval cave dwellers that some how think that not only is that kind of behavior okay, but its also something to be made fun of and belittled. Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

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