So, tonight my brother and I went back to that closing comic book shop that we went to on Saturday. Not because they had dropped their sale below 25% off everything, but because he was in earlier today and they were starting to run low on Figma Link, and he wanted to get one before they sold out. (But earlier he was with our father, and he didn’t have the nerve to buy collectibles with an audience. Not that I would want my parents knowing how much I spend on anime/game/manga/etc. merchandise, either.)
I had two things in mind I wanted to see if they still had. The Figma of Mikasa, the heroine of Attack on Titan, and some Vocaloid artbooks. (Yeah, I know. But some of them have really cool character designs!) The artbook I was especially interested in was gone, and the others were too expensive to buy at only 25% off, and the figure also seemed to be gone. Until about five minutes before we were going to leave, when it was suddenly on the shelf again. Seriously, I had stood right there, looking at that shelf, and they had two Figma of Levi and a Nendoroid of Levi, and only $120 statues of anyone else. Then after looking around a while, I go back over, and suddenly there’s a third Figma, and it’s the lone Mikasa they had on Saturday. And she’s $5 cheaper than Levi. I just sort of stood there for a while, staring in disbelief. And then I decided that it was obviously Fate at work, and that I simply had to buy her. (Or at least that that made a good excuse.) Of course, now I feel like I need to go back and get the Figma of Eren, the hero, though that one isn’t really as good, I don’t think…but if they still have him when they drop below 25%, I know I will. (After all, Mikasa will be lonely without him, right?)
There was also a case towards the back where they kept all the really expensive statuettes, most of which were of American comic book characters. (The lone exception being a statuette of Twilight Princess Ganondorf.) I hadn’t really paid much attention to most of it, as I’m not particularly interested in American comic books until they’re adapted into movies. (Or television shows.) But as I was looking at one and wondering what it was–turned out to be Tony Stark in civilian clothes in Iron Man 3, when he was in that kid’s garage–I noticed that the one next to it, of Agent Romanov in Captain America: The Winter Soldier, had rooted hair. (Hence my certainty about which movie she was from, since the hair was straight.) And as I was wondering “who’d go to the trouble of rooting hair on a statuette?” that was when I noticed that Tony’s clothes were made of cloth, and that there was a wrist joint. Those two weren’t statuettes: they were dolls.
Now I suddenly want them.
Because I am totally addicted to doll collecting. Well, that’s not even quite it. But, for example, that Mikasa Figma I got? There’s another store in town that carries statuettes of her in a cool action pose, for about half the price (well, half the pre-discount price) and the statuette is much larger. But I’d rather have the Figma. Because I can move it around and change its pose and its facial expression. I consider myself too “grown up” to “play” with the toys I collect, and yet they’re way more interesting to me if they do more than just sit there. (Of course, in the case of Attack on Titan, I told myself I absolutely would not buy any merchandise until the story was over, because otherwise it might turn around and bite me. (Bad pun totally not intended.) But who knows when that will be? And the Figma was really cool, with all sorts of extra doodads and bits to do effects and stuff. Once I find a place in the house to set up a photo studio, I’m really gonna have a lot of fun with all those extras…)
I am so going to get that Agent Romanov doll if she’s still there when the store’s clearance drops to about 50%. The facial sculpt was really accurate, too; it looked amazingly like her.
Yeaaaaaah, that was a pretty crazy rant. Er, not rant. Ramble? Uh, whatever it was, it was pretty out there.
And I’m going to say that this fits(ish) the assignment today for Blogging101 to change up the blog’s style, since I promised myself I wouldn’t talk about my toy collecting habit on here. Besides, I just changed things up yesterday with that huge fiction post, anyway. Well, fictionalized myth. Retelling of a myth? Whatever you call it.
I must be getting tired. My words are falling apart.