The Show of all shows

This is it, friends. The post about the actual show. I won't spoil any details about the plot (other than the fact that it is tearful and intense) but there will be pictures of the people you love so much.
We were walking around in front of the theater where it was going to be held, and then we started seeing them. People wearing lab coats, and eyeballs drawn on their foreheads. People with colorful hair and light-up shirts. People talking about... glow clouds and hot scientists. That's when I knew we were where we were supposed to be. Besides a few creepy people, you could feel the same sense of kindred spirits that you could at comicon. Everyone just loves what they love and they want to love what they love, and it's mutual. We were all there because we loved Night Vale, and we silently bonded over that.

We also bonded over Cecil Baldwin, Meg Bashwiner, Disparition, and Symphony Sanders. Beautiful humans, all of them.

Anyway, I promise Cecil's head isn't that blindingly white in real life. Symphony's costume gave me slight discomforts- what with her playing a thirteen-sixteen year old girl and all. Oh well, you be you, girl.
YOU BE YOU