#unticketed

[theunvanquishedzims]

"I Know What You Did Last Summer" retelling: a teenage boy riding his bicycle down a dark country road is hit by a car, which speeds off instead of stopping to help. The deputy stationed at a small checkpoint notes the speeding car and goes to investigate, finding the bicyclist, his younger brother, dead. [Extra guilt/symbolism: the kid was bringing his brother dinner, including a slice of cherry pie, which is smeared across the road.]

For years afterwards motorists report sightings of the boy, several stopping at the sheriff's checkpoint to report striking a bicyclist that disappears when they pull over to try to help.

Eventually a detective comes to town investigating several odd murders. The one thing all the victims have in common: they were killed in their cars, and issued hefty speeding tickets by the deputy. [Perhaps a smell of cherries lingered in their cars, or a small bit of cherry pie filling is smeared on the bodies.]

The detective suspects the deputy, who even after all these years hasn't risen above the rank of deputy and militantly guards the checkpoint and surrounding roads against speeders, joyriders, drunks, and bicyclists without the proper safety gear/reflective vests required by law. He's hugely unpopular in town and plenty of people would be happy to see him gone, eagerly sharing their grievances and exposing old gossip.

However, something eventually becomes clear: he couldn't have done the murders, because he never leaves his post. He's on duty 12 hours a day, seven days a week, 52 weeks a year, doesn't even take off for holidays. He's too angry, they say, about letting the driver that killed his little brother get away, to ever let anyone pass unticketed, even if they're only going a single mile over the limit.

A very kind and sympathetic old lady in town, famous for the cherry pies she sells, tells a slightly different story: his brother is still there, riding that road, getting hit by many an unwary driver. The deputy isn't the executioner, he's the priest taking confessions, giving sinners one last chance to repent before they die for their crimes. Everyone who reports hitting a kid on a bicycle drives away free. Anyone who keeps quiet unwittingly goes home with an extra passenger, and dies before they leave the car.

The only lady serves the detective some pie, and we cut to the deputy finishing his own slice before heading out into the night, walking down the darkened road until he sees the ghostly figure of his brother riding towards him, carrying the dinner bag, but disappearing before they reach each other. He returns to his post, ready for another night of saving people from his brother's vengeance.

[misseviehyde]

CLOAKED

It was summer recess and Maisy and her best-friend Erin wanted to earn some extra money for the holidays. The two girls had long been friends and shared many interests, so they were planning to travel together and see the world.

In order to save up - they were willing to work any job they could find. Babysitting, bar work, office temping... anything that paid.

As full-time students they couldn't take on a full time position, but as sensible trustworthy girls, they didn't find it hard to find work. Still - the savings were only growing slowly and they had a long way to go until they had finally saved enough.

Then Erin hit a jackpot. An old friend of her Mom's who had married into a rich family needed someone to be a cloakroom attendant at a massive party she was throwing at her mansion. Erin got the invite and was staggered at how much was being offered for just a few hours work.

That evening Erin found herself in a plain black dress standing in the luxurious hallway of the mansion. As guests arrived she would take their coats and hang them in the large purpose built cloakroom near the entrance.

As more and more guests arrived, Erin found herself growing jealous of the rich successful people she was seeing. Her own family were poor. She was a scholarship student and had had to work hard for every opportunity. Skinny, plain and shy - she was a million miles away from the beautiful confident bitches who thrust their clothing into her arms without a second thought.

In the cloakroom Erin carefully hung the coats and gave each person a ticket. Eventually a lull developed. Most of the guests were now here and she idly browsed on her phone and sent Millie a selfie.

Bored she purveyed her small kingdom and suddenly realised there were a number of unticketed coats that had been there before she arrived.

They looked like expensive fur coats. They were rich and bitchy looking. Like something a spoiled instagram model or sorority Queen would wear.

Intrigued Erin slid one off a hook. It was a dark grey, super stylish coat and it looked made to fit her. Her fingers bit into the soft fur and evil whispers began to echo in her mind.

Erin groaned and shivering in delight she slid the coat on. It was like it had been waiting for her and it felt like she was putting on a new skin. A better skin.

Erin moaned as her short bitten nails lengthened into an expensive manicure and her plain features shimmered with new makeup. A bitchy blonde streak shot through her hair as her bones cracked and she shot up in height to become tall and thin.

Her plain black dress plunged down to show off her expanding cleavage as it morphed into a designer dress and she was pushed up in expensive black heels.

"Mmmmmh ohhh fuck yessssss," she hissed in a bratty new voice, tossing back her silky hair and standing more confidently with her hands on her Dior belt.

A spoiled sneer appeared on Erin's pefect pink lips as gold bangles encircled her wrist, gold hoops dropped from her ears and an expensive handbag trailed down from her shoulder.

Pushing a pair of Chanel sunglasses onto her now blonde head, Erin giggled like a bitch and clopped out of the cloakroom. This job was beneath her now.

A woman walking down the corridor raised a quizzical eyebrow. "Where's the cloakroom girl gone?"

"Like how the fuck should I know?" sneered Erin. "That fucking little loser seems to have vanished. Too bad huh? Guess you'll have to find your own coat."

Grabbing a glass of champagne from the welcome table, she gave the woman a fake smile and strolled into the party. Ohhhh it felt so good to be a bitch.

Somehow the coat had transformed her. Shy unconfident Erin was gone. She was a bitch now and she loved how it felt.

She felt a hunger for attention as all eyes were drawn to her. Tonight was going to be A LOT of fun.

She entered the party and felt the hungry gaze of every man, married or unmarried fixate on her.

If there was a feeling even better than an orgasm... she had just found it...

******

Erin admired herself in the window of a passing car as she made her way home from the party, her head spinning. She looked amazing. As the night had progressed - her transformation into an evil rich bitch had accelerated and she could still feel herself transforming, even now. It seemed she could only get even more evil and she loved it.

The longer she wore the fur coat, the more it changed her. Erin's hair had become even blonder, her face even prettier. Wealth and privilege now dripped from every pore of her spoiled bitchy body. Long acrylic nails decorated every finger, flawless blue eyes gazed boredly out of a pretty face with long lashes. The fur coat was now white... having transformed to match her white wedge heels.

"I'm a fucking Goddess," she hissed as she tossed back her hair. She had always wanted to look like this, feel like this.

Tonight at the party she had been the centre of attention and it had felt good. She looked down at her phone and the contact numbers of the rich men who had begged to be her sugar daddy. With this new body and attitude she would be able to get whatever she wanted.

Her lips twitched into a cruel smile. She could travel the world, enjoy private jets and expensive cruise ships. She certainly wouldn't be wasting time with that loser Maisy.

A wicked shiver ran through her and she felt herself get wet at the thought of bullying and dominating her former friend. She wanted to lord it over that pathetic little bitch... to show Maisy what a loser she was. Her breasts tingled and her pussy got wet.

Being bad made her feel good.

The coat seemed to reward her evil thoughts. Her face became even prettier her boobs grew another cup size. Being evil would be rewarded. She was an addict to the power now.

"I want more," she hissed. "I want to destroy the old me and become completely corrupted. I need it."

The coat felt warm, comforting. It numbed her guilt, her remorse. It made her feel nothing but pleasure at her new depraved body and malicious mind. She was eager to go even deeper. Her pace increased.

It didn't take long to get home. Reaching the small dorm she shared with Maisy she flung open the door and stormed in.

Her friend was lying on the sofa, her face was a mask of shock. "E...Erin? Wh... how? Is that really you?"

Erin laughed and grabbing Maisy's hair pulled her viciously off the sofa and hurled her onto the floor. Maisy screamed, her hair burning as the other woman stood over her dominantly.

"Ahhhhhh what are you doing?" screamed the terrified Maisy as her former friend brought a foot down and pinned her to the floor like a bug.

"Stop squirming you pathetic little loser. From now on I'm in charge here. You'll do as I say or... do you remember that essay you cheated on by copying my work? I'll tell the university about it and you'll be finished."

"Noooo, you promised you'd never tell..."

"I promised a lot of things," hissed Erin. "It feels good to break those promises and just do what I want. I'm all that matters you see."

Erin laughed as she summoned up saliva and spat a long slow stream out onto Maisy's face. The other girl cried. How humiliating... how funny.

"Stop snivelling loser. Move your worthless stuff out of our room. From now on you sleep on the sofa out here and I get the room to myself. And you better get used to calling me Mistress Erin."

"Y...Yes Mistress," sobbed Maisy.

*****

The next six weeks were hellish for Maisy. Erin had completely changed. The kind and friendly girl was now a mean, vicious, psychotic rich-bitch.

She had their dorm ripped apart and rebuilt to suit her tastes and she bullied and humiliated Maisy every chance she got.

Worse, she was now raking money in from her rich doners and she took every possible moment to taunt and tease Maisy about her upcoming travels.

"Remember how we wanted to see the world. Well I will still get to, but you can stay here you pathetic little bitch. You don't deserve to travel and see the world. You don't deserve anything but to be my footstool."

Maisy was desperately trying to figure out what had happened to make her friend so evil. It had all changed the night Erin had worked the cloak rooms and she had come back wearing a fur coat. She always seemed to be wearing the coat. When she took it off for the briefest times - she seemed less bitchy, more like her old self.

Maybe the coat had something to do with it? Maisy decided if she could destroy the coat, maybe she could get her friend back. First she just had to get it off her.

It would be dangerous. Erin was now much stronger, faster and more violent then she used to be. If Maisy failed, her friend would be sure to punish her.

She just needed the right opportunity.

Erin currently had her scrubbing the floors of the bathroom and doing all the cleaning. Maisy was busy scrubbing the floors with a soapy bucket of water as the Queen Bitch entered.

"Having fun loser?" scoffed Erin. "It's so much fun watching you slave away for me."

With a sudden scream, Maisy unexpectedly flew at her, a thick heavy soapy sponge smashing into Erin's face. The bitch staggered back blinded as Maisy dashed behind her and tugged the fur coat down enough to pin Erin's arms in place.

She roughly pushed Erin forward and down, trying to grab the coat and pull it off.

It all seemed too easy and it nearly worked. But Erin wasn't about to give in that easy. With a snarl she kicked back, knocking one of Maisy's legs loose and then pushing back she crashed Maisy into a wall knocking the air out of her.

Struggling to pull the fur coat back up and free her arms, Erin lashed her head back and reverse head-butted Maisy making her head spin. She resolutely held onto the coat though, knowing this was her only chance.

Erin struggled and fought like a wild thing but she couldn't shake Maisy off. Then changing tactic she shrugged off the coat causing Maisy to fly back and crash into a wall still holding the coat.

Coatless, Erin growled. Now free she could deal with this loser and then put her fur coat back on.

"You think you can stop me Maisy? I'm gonna have to break you in even harder now. By the time I'm done, you'll never oppose me again."

Maisy was trapped. She had no way to destroy the coat and no way past Erin. In moments her friend would have the coat back in her possession and she would probably never get another chance ever again.

She did the only thing she could think of. She put on the fur coat herself.

Erin's sulky mouth opened wide in a shocked expression. "What... no... NOOOOO!"

*BOOM*

The air vibrated and shook. Erin doubled up like she had been punched in the stomach and with a WHOOSH all of the evil power was sucked out of her body. She went limp like a rag doll and collapsed to the floor. She was no longer beautiful, her hair was now brunette again, her fingernails short and stubby and her face plain and anxious.

Maisy struggled to rip off the fur coat before it was too late, but her arms felt heavy and a delicious feeling thrilled through her as the evil power exiting Erin flowed back into the coat.

Her skin tingled and she felt herself begin to transform. She fought it for a moment... then surrendered.

Yessssss. Why not just give into it? It was her turn to be the bitch, her turn to have the power. Erin was going to suffer for all the humiliation she had put Maisy through.

"Yessssss, transform me," she groaned as the coat fit snugly on her body and her mind was warped and transformed into the most evil possible version of herself.

All that was good, kind and innocent about Maisy was reversed and subverted. She was becoming just as corrupt as Erin had once been.

Her hair turned blonde and pink bitchy lips twisted into a pouting sneer. Long nails shot from her fingers and her stance changed as her clothing altered and she was pushed up on six inch stiletto boots.

Walking over to the shivering Erin, who was going through the worst withdrawal imaginable, Maisy looked down with cold cruel eyes and reaching down cruelly grabbed the other girls hair and yanked her head up.

"I'm the Mistress now loser," she hissed in delight. "Now I'm going to break you just as you wanted to break me. I'm going to turn you into my whimpering pussy slave - so broken that you can't even imagine betraying me and wearing the coat ever again. You're nothing now Erin and soon you'll be even less."

Erin sobbed as she looked into Maisy's cold eyes and knew every word was the truth.

She was doomed

***

Landing down in New York, Maisy watched her servants packing her luggage into her expensive car.

She had enjoyed travelling the world and living her dreams... visiting the fashion capitals of the world had been fun.

Now back in the USA she would spend a bit of time here in New York before heading back home.

She smiled at the thought of Erin, plugged and obedient waiting for her back home. Tonight she would take a couple of male lovers to pleasure her, but tomorrow when she got back she had put time aside to play with her favourite toy.

She wondered if Erin was looking forward to it as much as she was...?

THE END

[bleachbleachbleach]

[Bleach 147]

Of the many reasons I think Soi Fon is great, her commenting on the attendance at Rukia's execution is one of the ones that lives rent-free in my brain at all times. (I'll also note that I think the Viz ran out of room to write stuff in that last bubble, because in the JP Soi Fon is not singling out the 5th, 11th, and 12th as divisions that *should be there*--she's giving them a pass, because those are the captains that have been publicly KO'd by this whole rigmarole. Though LOL also that this is how Soi Fon acknowledges the fact that Aizen is, at this moment, entirely dead, secretly murdered, body gruesomely displayed. Even if she doesn't care about Aizen on a personal level, she's the queen of the Secret Murder Squad! And this happened in HER town?! This woman fascinates me. This entire city fascinates me.)

I will save my comments on this for when I actually get here in my reread, but I was thinking about this scene as part of an aggressive Bleach brain LARP because I received a "VIP ticket" to today's graduation ceremony and I was like lmao, VIP, I literally have to be there, it is my job, but okay. I actually like graduations, because I like celebrating graduates, but usually it's an unticketed event and anyone can just roll up and walk right in. It's ticketed this year because the institution is exercising a "prevention through deterrence" strategy against student protests or other actions, and the ticket came with an additional laundry list of things that are Explicitly Disallowed this year. 🙄 (As I was writing this very paragraph, I got a text message reminding us to bring the ticket, and to prepare for additional security screening. Woo!) To this point, this institution has been Not Disappointing relative to the low bar of other institutions, in terms of how they treat students; but I guess we'll see.

Anyway, the aggressive Bleach brain LARP of this as I try to will my way through the next five hours of this is me wondering if all the Captains also got ostentatious, grim "VIP" tickets to Rukia's execution. Like, sure, it could just be an informal hang at the Soukyoku, but the Gotei:

loves paperwork

already employs a Soul Ticket system, so they are familiar with ticketed entry

is already being stupid extra about this execution in every other possible way

It's not a public event--which, I'm not sure if that makes it a less classy or more classy execution? Like, I guess they're not making a public demonstration of Rukia's Behaviors and treating her death as morbid entertainment for the masses, but at the same time they're trying to execute someone under the cover of secrecy (albeit with a giant weapon at the top of a giant hill, involving a giant bird). And that's setting aside the constantly changing timeline of said execution.

All the captains and VCs have been getting these updates via psychic transmission, which, as we've discussed, is only one of the means of communication the Gotei uses. Probably the most secure? Certainly the fastest and most targeted. So how many people actually know Rukia is being executed? The Gotei at large seem to know about/have been.... vaguely mobilized in terms of the invading ryoka, but is that connected to any execution? What about civilians?

I feel like the nobles (outside of Byakuya) can't know, because a bunch of them would certainly be upset about Central 46 having final authority about the execution of a noble, even if they don't care about Rukia. The less anyone knows, the faster this can get pushed through and people can forget about it as a weird blip.

But I still think they made stupid tickets, because it feels like the perfect amalgamation of bureaucratic excess and macabre grandstanding for the Gotei.

Though I'd love to know how much anyone knows about the entire Soul Society arc, in its aftermath. About any of the elements, really, especially given I feel like it'd be pretty hard to ignore all of it (but lol I also have full confidence that many absolutely did, and very successfully). Like, do you need to file a local permit with the city to use the Soukyoku. Is any advance notice required before large cosmic fireballs appear in the sky. Or does the Seireitei just live in zest.

I mean, yes, they live in zest, but what if it's zest but with paperwork.

[machinecreature]

i’m so excited for the new pittsburgh airport terminal to open it’s crazy.

like other rust belt cities this town lives off nostalgia and i will always remember the old airport for my first memories of flying and all the fun quirks it has, but the new one will really help put this city on the map, and i think people will love it.

i just saw an ig story that says there will be a big “meet and greet” area bc pit has one of the highest rates of unticketed people parking and going to welcome people home. and that is what pittsburgh is all about! this new space is going to be warm and inviting and give an even better first impression than it already does. i just cannot wait.

between this and the downtown revitalization project in advance of the 2026 nfl draft, i think the future is very bright.

now if only we could get some more market rate housing projects…….

[bluedalahorse]

Surprise! Plush Sara and Plush August are off to visit their neighbors the Finns today at our local Finnish Christmas market. We have to go pick up some pulla for @coruscantrhapsody and maybe some other delights. We used to work at the bread table there in our early 20s, so the Finnish words we know best all have to do with leipä and how much things cost.

(There is a Swedish Christmas market in two weeks as well, and I was hoping to check that one out too and bring the plushes along. As of now however the tickets are sold out and whether they will offer more is unknown. Plush August insists that he’s a Foreign Dignitary and can therefore get in unticketed, but I think he may just be trying to prove he’s important or something.)

[futchmoding]

expired registration

expired parking permit

and yet i remain

unticketed

[uswnt5]

Apparently a lot of fans with tickets were not let in the game tonight because so many unticketed fans got in and it’s wayyy over capacity!! I hope there’s not some violence at the game because a lot of people will get hurt. I guess it’s good to see this now before the world cup so they can be ready for then. Although I think the ussf and fifa will run a much tighter ship!!

yeah been watching/following along on twitter. madness

[poipoipoi-2016]

Hillsborough incoming at Copa America after organized attempt at getting unticketed fans into the arena succeeds beyond their wildest dreams.

If they play this game, they're nuts.

[passingshot]

https://www.tumblr.com/lambragu/756024138579197952/us-football-organization-fucking-up-copa-am%C3%A9ricas

the usa federation actually doesn’t have much control over organization, that’s on conmebol, they do the stadium security & organization so it’s really not the usa’s fault. this same kind of thing also happened in london and paris in the last 5 years, in ucl finals, so it’s not really a usa problem. the usa does have other issues as hosts though

honestly i was complaning based on my experience watching south american soccer and attending stadium matches. pretty weird seeing the lack of control of unticketed fans, but yeah if this is only on conmebol, shame on them. still, usa is a deranged choice of a soccer tournament country host.

[slutforpringles]

Big Fs in the chat for whoever designed these to block out unticketed track viewing lol

[omarera]

Maybe a quick word about the concert livestream: livestreaming concerts has become sort of a big thing with TikTok and the likes. It’s however not entirely legal. For one it’s related to the licensing of music (obviously you don’t have the rights to the licenses) but also (depending on the country) to filming and broadcasting in public spaces. I don’t know the exact regulations in Sweden. And of course there’s rarely any legal ramifications for livestreaming- the worst that usually happens is that the livestream is shut down and people try to find a new one (and I honestly doubt this will happen here because it’s unlikely to even be discovered by someone in his team). Since this would be an unticketed livestream it’s highly unlikely that Omar or his team would approve of it. I’m sure they’d like the concert to be as accessible as possible but you know that’s just not how it works. They would offer their own livestream if anything. I’m not saying that what these girls are doing is terrible (I think it’s very kind to think of others who are unable to go). Just what I know about the legality of the situation (with the disclaimer that things might be different in Sweden and I just don’t know about it).

There are for sure issues with it. And thanks for this info! I also think it’s sweet but not something I think is a good idea. I would think Omar and his team would like to have control of the quality of what is aired and even if they ones airing won’t profit from it there will be a full concert out on the internet and will end up on YouTube channels etc. like other lives do.

It’s his first own concert and yeah I’m not comfortable with it being live streamed by unauthorized people. It’s his performance. Let him have control of how it is spread and the quality.

[audrasmythe]

WHERE: Some art exhibit. With wine. And unticketed entry. WHO: Open!

She is expected to be here. It would - in fact - be an insult if she wasn't. Three people in this room make up 85% of the funding for the most recent exhibition. It is her job to schmooze and laugh at their inane jokes. To compliment a tie she privately thinks is hideous, but is clearly being worn in order to stand out. They aren't here to talk to her but somehow, if she avoided it, they'd notice.

But Audra's good at these things, and within an hour she's sipping a rose more expensive than it tastes, and watching to see if there's anyone at all she can make final remarks to before leaving. It is this distraction, surveillance of the crowd, that causes her to spin into a passing guest, only just managing to catch the sloshed wine in the glass once more. "Jesus!" One pointed eyebrow. "I think that's quite enough of the wine for you." The words are terse, especially considering it was largely her own fault. "Don't enjoy art when sober?"

[zahri-melitor]

Thinking more about it, that ‘concert’ poll is fundamentally flawed in that it doesn’t define what it means by concert.

Is it asking for stadium/arena performances of big acts?

Is it including festivals, with multiple acts? Do you count those as one or multiple? Does it vary if they do a full set v do one-two songs?

Is it just ticketed performances by a band/musician, so small gigs count?

Does an unticketed pub gig count? Or a free concert put on by state or local government?

Does it include choir & orchestra performances in chorus halls?

How about end of year student performances, those are usually called an ‘end of year concert’. Does it have to be singing/playing, does dance count?

What about eisteddfods?

What about sung-through musicals with no performance? What about recordings/films of those concerts? (Can I say I saw the 25th Anniversary Les Miserables Concert because I saw it in the cinema?)

What about live-broadcast concerts? Because if I can count simply Melbourne Carols by Candlelight I could hit 20 no issue. If it has to be in person I’m probably still close to 20 in terms of various Carols concerts.

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[qnewsau]

The biggest Southern Hibernation blasts off this weekend!

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The biggest Southern Hibernation blasts off this weekend!

A highlight in the Australasian bear community calendar, Southern Hibearnation blasts off this weekend with fur, fun and frivolity.

Since 1998, Southern Hibernation has annually hosted free and ticketed events for local, interstate and overseas bears, and their admirers.

The 25th Southern Hibearnation (let’s not talk about Covid) kicks off this Saturday.

It’s the biggest bear event in Australia and New Zealand, and this year it hosts thirteen events over nine days.

The VicBears committee are all set for Saturday’s opening night party with President Adam Walton bursting with excitement.

“This is the biggest number of events we’ve ever had,” Adam told QNews.

“Southern Hibernation is normally mostly nighttime events, and with so many interstate and overseas bears coming to Melbourne for a holiday, we wanted to give them some fun activities too.”

This Sunday hosts an Arcade Day with a history LGBTQ+ walk through the city and Fitzroy, hosted by Holi Dae Knight and Mr VicBear 2024 Billy on Tuesday.

“We are also doing a lunch at Stomping Ground and heading to Spotswood and going to Grazelands, because bears love to eat.” Adam laughed.

“We have so much happening during the day, with a lot of it unticketed.”

“Southern Hibernation brings the bear community together, not just from Australia but New Zealand as well.

“For some of us around the country, it’s  our annual catch-up.”

Source: Facebook

The countdown has begun.

Southern Hibernation was the first bear event in Melbourne that Adam attended in 2014.

A friend who had tickets to all the events had fallen sick and told him to take his place.

“I had no idea what to expect, but since then I haven’t looked back,”

“I joined the committee and am rounding out my final year as President this year,” he said.

Which is one of the reasons Adam wants this year’s events to be such a success.

With a running theme of ‘Bears in Space, ‘ it looks like it’s going to be nine days of intergalactic furry fun.

Kicking off with a Welcome Party at The Laird on Saturday,  followed by a Bear Invaders Arcade Day on Sunday, with a lunch at Stomping Ground and Bearaoke on Monday.

There’s a history walk on Tuesday during the day with Laser Bears in the evening and Underbear on Wednesday night.

The Bears take over Wet on Wellington with Spa Bears on Thursday, and then Meet the Contestants on Thursday before the Mr Australasia Bear Comp on Friday.

Saturday afternoon sees Bears be Eating with Hunk: Alien in the evening, and it all Rounds up on Sunday at UBQ.

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Who will be Mr Australasia Bear 2025?

With so much on, it’s not just the interstate travellers on a holiday, with many of Victoria’s bear community taking the week off.

“I know it sounds naff, but what makes Southern Hibernation so special is the community,” Adam told us.

“We get to come together, we get to celebrate each other, and for a week, we have parties and dinners and plenty of fun.”

One of the events that Adam is really looking forward to this year is Meet the Contestants, a social event before the Mr Australiasia Bear Competition.

“It’s a chance for the guys competing to be onstage without the pressure of the competition,” Adam said.

“It’s a chance for everyone to see them in a different light before the big night, when they are a lot more relaxed.”

Last year hosted the most diverse group of bear competitors Mr Australiasia Bear had ever had, something that continues this year with two trans contestants.

“One of my goals coming into a leadership position on the committee was to make the club more trans inclusive,” Adam said

“When I first came to VicBears, there were some people who just couldn’t figure out how to do that, and that was something I happily wanted to help with.”

“As we’ve continued seeing more trans bears come to events, it has been really fantastic.

“Not to say that that work is done, but it is great to see this progress in our bear communities.”

Source: Facebook

But what if you’re a newbie?

As one of the judges of the Mr Australasia Bear competition this year, Adam’s advice for competitors is simple.

“If you look at the previous Mr Australiasia Bears, one thing they all have is their approachability.”

“They’re just nice people to be around, and that’s the main quality I look for.”

While many of the ticketed events are sold out, there are still some free ones on offer.

So if you’re new or interested in dipping your toe into the bear scene, Adam recommends coming to the Opening Night Party this Saturday.

“It’s a free event at The Larid and we are doing burgers and door prizes, so even if your budget is a bit tight, it’s a good one to come to.”

“The same with Bearaoke on Monday night or coming to the lunch at Stomping Ground,” Adam said.

“And while Bathhouse Bears isn’t free with you paying at the door at Wet, that is a great event as well.”

“The team from Thorne Harbour Health’s Down and Dirty will be there if you want to talk about sex or safety when playing with someone.”

“And there’s a free BBQ.” Adam laughed, “Because we are bears and we love food.”

Find out more about Southern Hibernation here.

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• The complaint says he was seen on security camera video using his phone to take pictures of other people's boarding passes without their knowledge and it appears he used one of those pictures to board the Delta plane, where he tried to stow away in first the front and then the rear lavatory. But when he left that lavatory, there were no seats left and, as the plane was taxiing, flight attendants realized there was an issue and the plane returned to the gate. •