This year, Reed Pop remixed how the public gets NYCC tickets. Since, you know, errbody wanna come to this thing.
Therefore, Con hopefuls had to enter a virtual queue this past summer.
This kinda turned the process into a lottery; if you got approval to buy badges in the queue sooner, you had more varieties to choose from. But if your luck is Hey Arnold Eugene bad, you had to wait ninety fucking minutes for access. All the while thousands more people were snagging tickets.
We at HD in Effect...were the Eugenes. Our Saturday only ticket is the proof. And to think, we got into Javitz for FREE on Friday last year and for $20 Saturday.
As a result, most of our coverage is Saturday-based, with Friday sprinkled in. If you follow our Twitter and Facebook accounts, you've pretty much seen it already. We're just going more in depth here. Anyways, here's our coverage.
FRIDAY:
We got to Javitz around 2:00pm, and spent the entire day outside the Con. No Dragonball Z trivia and guys willing to hand over their Friday passes for free this time.
Least some free schwag came our way: a DC bobblehead ball to juggle.
Then we found these random comic layouts of Catwoman, Bane, Riddler and a bootlegging man's Joker performing "Supervillian Shopping 4 Dumiez" on 34th Street.
The same guys who created that also made these layouts of Link and jealous femstie Saria nearby.
Even though we couldn't enter, a Plan B was right around the corner. Or so we thought.
Izzy Cosplay, the gentleman below dressed like TJ Detweiler, created "Anti NYCC 2016: Make NYCC Great Again" at Hudson Yards. Cause, you know, it's type fucked up to wait 90 MINUTES for a ticket when others get a crack at buying theirs before you. We gotta protest that stuff, man. And what better way than a all-weekend cosplay photoshoot?
Unfortunately, since almost nobody showed, Izzy canned the Friday edition. And we didn't bother going Saturday or Sunday. Buutt...we did see quite an unusual item: this guy's Poke Porn plans for the evening.
Anyways, that was that for Friday.
Oh, save for this Verizon tote bag we got.
SATURDAY:
After waiting 40 minutes to get in, line wrapping around the building to just enter in the front, we headed to the show floor. But not before we took notice of this embrace between Stay Puft Marshmallow Man (cut down to human size)...and this guy.
We're gonna call him "Passion of The Christ Jesus," even though he told us he was something else we can't remember...who cares? He looks like Jesus in that movie when all the epic murder shiznit started popping off...so it'll stick.
A Yu-Gi-Oh card tourney on the main floor.
We lost our PH.D in Nerdology years ago,, so the Dark Magician card didn't really seem worthy of being a grand prize. But apparently it's worth thousands. Which means you can use those thousands to buy non-Yu-Gi-Oh stuff.
Nearby, Lego held a exhibit for the Batman Lego movie. Our EIC get his architect steelo on. He could enter it in the Lego World Championships, no?
At The Block" section, we found out that "The Greatest Rapper Of All Time (Didn't Die) On March 9th." He just became The Force. The Notorious Jedi is watching over us.
Soon, we found illustrator/former co-collaborator Shawn Alleyne and our favorite drawing from him, showing how cold Raven Darkholme truly is.
Then, further down the hall, we found The Black Hispanic. Or, an assumedly Black/Hispanic millennial wearing a mask calling himself and his Twitch account BlackHispanic.
We're not into any Twitching (Is it like Tweeting?), so we'll take a chance on his threat.
From there, we graced this Wonder Woman setup for her movie, dropping next summer. That Amazonian, looking all sexually lethal and stuff.
One of Diana's comprades was near. And for some reason, Batsy was just chilin' with Quinn in their Arkham City getups, like they're suddenly pals.
Gotta imagine their conversation went something like this:
"Hey Bats! Wanna come with me tah da Comic Con in New York City? We're just gonna stand in front of people and be stiff asa board while they take pictures."
"What's New York City, Quinn? And why am I talking to you like we're friends and you're not plotting with your psycho muse?"
"It's kinda like Gotham. Except da cops are even more carupt."
"Um, Okay."
And Mistah J was nowhere to be found.
Nay? Ok, we get it-it sucked. Sue us for trying.
This dragon was right next to them, BTW.
Course, we totally touched it.
After that touching escapade, we prepared to head to our first panel. But a certain WWE legend had other plans for us.
Yes, Mick Effin' Foley in the flesh!
We had to tell him how a Dean Ambrose feud would've been a case study in "Wrestling Promos 101" for future ring hopefuls.
That said, the "Supergirl's Not Black" panel was on deck next. When you're black and into cosplay, and happen to be gay, navigating Cons and comic book stores can feel scary, even pioneering. So what advice did our costumed breadrin give to the audience regarding finding black, gay comics. Simple: "If you don't know where they at, use your Googles."
We ducked out for the Black Heroes Matter panel, but since the Supergirl panel overran, Black Heroes was filled to capacity when we arrived.
So we happily settled for the "Geeks Of Color" panel. Then, shit got really screwed up when we checked Facebook and found that Daniel 'Majesty" Sanchez, a well-known underground NYC emcee and activist we've met before, had passed. So here's a tribute to ya, Majesty.
Rest in Power.
Now, with that outta da way, more WWE fandom opportunities came after leaving the panel. Specifically these guys....NEW DAY!
We made sure to eat our Booty O's before we found them...so we aren't buttocks.
Then since we knew Christian was supposed to be autographing with Mick Foley, we returned to their table, and who else but Captain Charisma himself?
We had to tell him how HEATED our EIC was when he dropped the World Heaviweight Championship to Randy Orton only TWO days after winning it for the first time.
His humble ass response: "At least I got to hold it, right?" True dat, but you should've gotten a much, much longer run with the strap. One of the most underrated WWE guys in history.
After a quick lunch break, we did a speed run through Artist Alley, since the Powerpuff Girls panel was barely an hour away, we couldn't return tomorrow, and we hadn't even seen the entire show floor yet.
So peep the quick shots we got below.
Now, B.A. Baracus. Although not the version who comes to NYCC with the bazooka each year;
and Peter Griffin graced our presences around the show floor. His Quagmire laugh was fucking A.
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Pellet pistols galore...and a reminder of when out EIC copped a bb gun at the 2010 Con for only $5 bucks. Sadly, it's likely resting at the bottom of some trash heap right now; couldn't fit when we moved from our Inwood offices.
Just in time, we got into the Powerpuff Girls panel! Which not only featured an amazing table read by Kristen Li, Natalie Palamides and Amanda Leighton, the voices of Bubbles, Buttercup and Blossom, but Greg Cipes, who voices Beast Boy; and Jeremy Shada, who voices Adventure Time's Finn made cameos too! We're still working on uploading the videos for that, but we'll find a way.
PPG swag from the panel
Cipes ran out before we could track him down and force him to force Beast Boy to tell us why the fuck the original Teen Titans isn't coming back.
But at least our EIC got to ask the girls a question about a possible PPG/TTG spinoff. Which has already happened. And he had no idea. That's what not having cable for the last two years gets ya.
In an effort to curb his humiliation, we showed HD this comic of Green Arrow sidekick Speedy getting twisted on dat diesel.
It feels good to make fun of fictional characters' struggles with drugs after showing the Powerpuff Girls you haven't been watching their reboot in front of loyal fans.
We felt "wishy" afterwads, which is why this knitted Pokeball and Dragonball appeared at the right time.
Apparently, the lady behind them hid all seven knitted balls through the convention; anyone who managed to find and bring them to her would get a knitted Shenron. If only we had a knitted Dragonball radar.
That was pretty much it for the day. We caught this Marvel cosplay contest;
and a house for the latest Resident Evil game...
... before sneaking around on the show floor after it officially closed. Look at us being pretend badasses.
The Javitz catacombs called us afterwards, but nobody we knew was around. So no post-NYCC catacomb videos this year, guys. We sowwy. We'll work on making it up next year.
We left with this parting shot outside for South Park. What a lit day.
SUNDAY
We woke up to this craptastic weather.
And given we had no Sunday entry, and cosplayers hate getting wet, we initially decided to cancel our third day of coverage. But when things got better, we headed over and get some parting shots.
NYCC 2016, just like last year, wasn't supposed to happen for us. But we keep cranking our miracles. Here's to hoping those continue for years forward.
Therefore, Con hopefuls had to enter a virtual queue this past summer.
This kinda turned the process into a lottery; if you got approval to buy badges in the queue sooner, you had more varieties to choose from. But if your luck is Hey Arnold Eugene bad, you had to wait ninety fucking minutes for access. All the while thousands more people were snagging tickets.
We at HD in Effect...were the Eugenes. Our Saturday only ticket is the proof. And to think, we got into Javitz for FREE on Friday last year and for $20 Saturday.
As a result, most of our coverage is Saturday-based, with Friday sprinkled in. If you follow our Twitter and Facebook accounts, you've pretty much seen it already. We're just going more in depth here. Anyways, here's our coverage.
FRIDAY:
We got to Javitz around 2:00pm, and spent the entire day outside the Con. No Dragonball Z trivia and guys willing to hand over their Friday passes for free this time.
Least some free schwag came our way: a DC bobblehead ball to juggle.
Then we found these random comic layouts of Catwoman, Bane, Riddler and a bootlegging man's Joker performing "Supervillian Shopping 4 Dumiez" on 34th Street.
The same guys who created that also made these layouts of Link and jealous femstie Saria nearby.
Even though we couldn't enter, a Plan B was right around the corner. Or so we thought.
Izzy Cosplay, the gentleman below dressed like TJ Detweiler, created "Anti NYCC 2016: Make NYCC Great Again" at Hudson Yards. Cause, you know, it's type fucked up to wait 90 MINUTES for a ticket when others get a crack at buying theirs before you. We gotta protest that stuff, man. And what better way than a all-weekend cosplay photoshoot?
Unfortunately, since almost nobody showed, Izzy canned the Friday edition. And we didn't bother going Saturday or Sunday. Buutt...we did see quite an unusual item: this guy's Poke Porn plans for the evening.
Anyways, that was that for Friday.
Oh, save for this Verizon tote bag we got.
SATURDAY:
After waiting 40 minutes to get in, line wrapping around the building to just enter in the front, we headed to the show floor. But not before we took notice of this embrace between Stay Puft Marshmallow Man (cut down to human size)...and this guy.
We're gonna call him "Passion of The Christ Jesus," even though he told us he was something else we can't remember...who cares? He looks like Jesus in that movie when all the epic murder shiznit started popping off...so it'll stick.
A Yu-Gi-Oh card tourney on the main floor.
We lost our PH.D in Nerdology years ago,, so the Dark Magician card didn't really seem worthy of being a grand prize. But apparently it's worth thousands. Which means you can use those thousands to buy non-Yu-Gi-Oh stuff.
Nearby, Lego held a exhibit for the Batman Lego movie. Our EIC get his architect steelo on. He could enter it in the Lego World Championships, no?
At The Block" section, we found out that "The Greatest Rapper Of All Time (Didn't Die) On March 9th." He just became The Force. The Notorious Jedi is watching over us.
Soon, we found illustrator/former co-collaborator Shawn Alleyne and our favorite drawing from him, showing how cold Raven Darkholme truly is.
Then, further down the hall, we found The Black Hispanic. Or, an assumedly Black/Hispanic millennial wearing a mask calling himself and his Twitch account BlackHispanic.
We're not into any Twitching (Is it like Tweeting?), so we'll take a chance on his threat.
From there, we graced this Wonder Woman setup for her movie, dropping next summer. That Amazonian, looking all sexually lethal and stuff.
One of Diana's comprades was near. And for some reason, Batsy was just chilin' with Quinn in their Arkham City getups, like they're suddenly pals.
Gotta imagine their conversation went something like this:
"Hey Bats! Wanna come with me tah da Comic Con in New York City? We're just gonna stand in front of people and be stiff asa board while they take pictures."
"What's New York City, Quinn? And why am I talking to you like we're friends and you're not plotting with your psycho muse?"
"It's kinda like Gotham. Except da cops are even more carupt."
"Um, Okay."
And Mistah J was nowhere to be found.
Nay? Ok, we get it-it sucked. Sue us for trying.
This dragon was right next to them, BTW.
Course, we totally touched it.
After that touching escapade, we prepared to head to our first panel. But a certain WWE legend had other plans for us.
Yes, Mick Effin' Foley in the flesh!
We had to tell him how a Dean Ambrose feud would've been a case study in "Wrestling Promos 101" for future ring hopefuls.
That said, the "Supergirl's Not Black" panel was on deck next. When you're black and into cosplay, and happen to be gay, navigating Cons and comic book stores can feel scary, even pioneering. So what advice did our costumed breadrin give to the audience regarding finding black, gay comics. Simple: "If you don't know where they at, use your Googles."
We ducked out for the Black Heroes Matter panel, but since the Supergirl panel overran, Black Heroes was filled to capacity when we arrived.
So we happily settled for the "Geeks Of Color" panel. Then, shit got really screwed up when we checked Facebook and found that Daniel 'Majesty" Sanchez, a well-known underground NYC emcee and activist we've met before, had passed. So here's a tribute to ya, Majesty.
Rest in Power.
Now, with that outta da way, more WWE fandom opportunities came after leaving the panel. Specifically these guys....NEW DAY!
We made sure to eat our Booty O's before we found them...so we aren't buttocks.
Then since we knew Christian was supposed to be autographing with Mick Foley, we returned to their table, and who else but Captain Charisma himself?
We had to tell him how HEATED our EIC was when he dropped the World Heaviweight Championship to Randy Orton only TWO days after winning it for the first time.
His humble ass response: "At least I got to hold it, right?" True dat, but you should've gotten a much, much longer run with the strap. One of the most underrated WWE guys in history.
After a quick lunch break, we did a speed run through Artist Alley, since the Powerpuff Girls panel was barely an hour away, we couldn't return tomorrow, and we hadn't even seen the entire show floor yet.
So peep the quick shots we got below.
Now, B.A. Baracus. Although not the version who comes to NYCC with the bazooka each year;
and Peter Griffin graced our presences around the show floor. His Quagmire laugh was fucking A.

Pellet pistols galore...and a reminder of when out EIC copped a bb gun at the 2010 Con for only $5 bucks. Sadly, it's likely resting at the bottom of some trash heap right now; couldn't fit when we moved from our Inwood offices.
Just in time, we got into the Powerpuff Girls panel! Which not only featured an amazing table read by Kristen Li, Natalie Palamides and Amanda Leighton, the voices of Bubbles, Buttercup and Blossom, but Greg Cipes, who voices Beast Boy; and Jeremy Shada, who voices Adventure Time's Finn made cameos too! We're still working on uploading the videos for that, but we'll find a way.
PPG swag from the panel
Cipes ran out before we could track him down and force him to force Beast Boy to tell us why the fuck the original Teen Titans isn't coming back.
But at least our EIC got to ask the girls a question about a possible PPG/TTG spinoff. Which has already happened. And he had no idea. That's what not having cable for the last two years gets ya.
In an effort to curb his humiliation, we showed HD this comic of Green Arrow sidekick Speedy getting twisted on dat diesel.
It feels good to make fun of fictional characters' struggles with drugs after showing the Powerpuff Girls you haven't been watching their reboot in front of loyal fans.
We felt "wishy" afterwads, which is why this knitted Pokeball and Dragonball appeared at the right time.
Apparently, the lady behind them hid all seven knitted balls through the convention; anyone who managed to find and bring them to her would get a knitted Shenron. If only we had a knitted Dragonball radar.
That was pretty much it for the day. We caught this Marvel cosplay contest;
and a house for the latest Resident Evil game...
... before sneaking around on the show floor after it officially closed. Look at us being pretend badasses.
The Javitz catacombs called us afterwards, but nobody we knew was around. So no post-NYCC catacomb videos this year, guys. We sowwy. We'll work on making it up next year.
We left with this parting shot outside for South Park. What a lit day.
SUNDAY
We woke up to this craptastic weather.
And given we had no Sunday entry, and cosplayers hate getting wet, we initially decided to cancel our third day of coverage. But when things got better, we headed over and get some parting shots.
NYCC 2016, just like last year, wasn't supposed to happen for us. But we keep cranking our miracles. Here's to hoping those continue for years forward.











































