You know... I was really surprised when I left the con that there wasn't more destruction. In hindsight, I guess I should've known better, because wherever there are Power Rangers, there's some kind of monster attack. Luckily for us, though, we had plenty of time to gather together weapons and fortify the artist's alley, since the aliens were stuck in the registration line with everyone else for six hours. They were pretty tough (I have a few armor scraps I saved, to see if I could make anything from them), but there isn't much that can stand up to unwashed fanboys and goth ravers with light sticks. I kind of wish there had been more explosions, but... well, I guess you can't have everything. Maybe next time.