You’re late! But welcome anyway, stranger. A madcap, maverick inventor of minor miracles, Gadget Anders, along with his hacker friend and roommate Mystikite, and Mystikite’s med-student girlfriend Zoe, decide to attend this year’s edition of the 24/7 party (Or is it a shindig? Or more of a hootenanny? Or perhaps even a hoe-down, of sorts?), FantazamagoriCon XVIII: Where “un-ironic” love rules supreme, the odds are never in your favor, and lots of Aftershock gets consumed. And oh yeah: Where Gadget‘s (and those of others) technomagickal creations might just rip holes in reality! For this year the Con is haunted, festered up with the ghosts of geek-dreams past. (Though don’t forget all the very-real Vampires, Aliens, Zomies, Werewolves, and Unseelie Fae Critters that lurk within!) It is a place of wild magic, nightmares, and y’know, generally, a lot of other weird sh__. Gadget and his friends (who of course include his rock-star-like, mad-scientisty, superheroine-ish, and presumptively-future girlfriend, Dizzy) soon stumble onto an alien invasion and some cranky Elder Gods. Not to mention that they sort of walk up to Dizzy’s arch-nemesis, the supervillain Morchon, and his own “Dark Passenger” from stars (stars that just look eleven shades of just-not -right, man) and poke him with a sharp stick. So Unbuckle your straightjacket, Buttercup (and/or Dorothy), ‘cause Floren? (And/or Kansas?) Is goin bye-bye! And while you’re at it, grab your sonic screwdriver, your flux capacitor, and/or your oscillation overthuster, Or maybe just hang onto your cosplay’s latex pants (if it has pants, that is . . . if not, well, eww!) Because this year at FantasmagoriCon, you’re in for the best HELL of a ride ever!