EelKat Wendy C Allen - Dark Fantasy Author


UPDATE March 17, 2021: Another death. Waiting for a coffin to be delivered. Funeral the 21st. Unlikely to be streaming for a few weeks.


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Update: March 27, 2021: It's not even been a week since the funeral, and now there is another death and another funeral.



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UPDATE April 5, 2021: There are still no streams, as, we've now a another (a 3rd) funeral to prepare for.


And that is now 3 deaths in our family, in the past 2 weeks.


This 3rd death hits hard, because it was Pippi.


Our family has now had 13 deaths since March 2020.








April 10, 2015, 12 children were kidnapped.

May 15, 2015, the heads of 10 of them were nailed to my door.

August 24, 2020, one was found still alive. he was just 4 years old when she was kidnapped, but she remembered us, even though 5 years had passed.

August 25, 2020, Pippi came home, but her condition was not well. She had been tortured the entirety of the 5 years she had been held hostage. She was missing limbs and covered with scars, had broken bones many years not set, and suffered serious damage to many of her internal organs. That she was alive at all, in her condition, was a miracle. Doctors had little hope of her survival and she was sent home with Hospice care.

Pippi had cancer in her eye and needed surgery for it, which she was scheduled to have, shortly before she was kidnapped.

In the years they had her, not only did they torture her, but her cancer went untreated and spread to her brain.

By the time she was returned to us, her cancer had reached an inoperable state, so we knew she did not have much time left.

Had her cancer been treated, back when she was a toddler, she probably would have reach adulthood.

She died only 8 months after her return.

Another child, to cry out from the grave, for Etiole's vengeance upon her murderers. Another victim of evil men, who will stoop to no ends, to bury the crimes they committed 50 years ago.  Drug lords. Opium growers. Heroine dealers. Selling little girls 4 to 8 years old for sex to priests. They only care about money.

All hail the mighty tourist ass. Millions come to Old Orchard Beach every year, for one thing and one thing only: heroine. They sell their drugs to the tourists under the pier and off the balconies of that giant motel. Than drag little girls to the bedrooms of the condominiums on Smithwheel Road, behind the school. And any child who dares open their mouth and beg for help, gets tossed in the GooseFare Brooke Ravine.

Bastard drug lords. They've been doing this for 50 years, and the town hall and the police department, turn a blind eye to it, because they get paid $6million a year to not report it to the newspapers, when the body of another child washes down the ravine, into the gulley to be spit out in the ocean. No fewer than 5 bodies are found every summer, but how often does it get in the news?

The corruption of this fucking town needs to end.

Yet another dead at the hands of these criminals who run our town.

How long will the residents continue to turn a blind eye to what is happening in our town.

How many more children will you let them kill, before you stand up to them?

Another child is dead and no one in this town cares. So long as they get their money from the tourists. The blood of another murdered child screams from the graves, begging for justice. Tick tock, tick tock, so begins, yet another of Etiole's 7 year clocks.

This is why there were no/to few streams from May 2020 until now.

May 2020, after 4 years of not hearing from them at all, the FBI returned with a lead, which led to Pip's discovery a few weeks later in August.

Because of the nature of the situation, I could not talk about it, to tell you why streams had stopped.

The kidnappers, were enraged that we had recovered Pip, and that is when the attacks started up again on my home and family September 2020.

Pip's condition continued to grow worse, and she died April 5, 2021.

She was only 10 years old.

This is what it means, to not be white in America.

White men, won't even give a child the chance to grow up.

This is what white people do, to none white families like mine.

We are Gypsies with Jewish blood, for that alone we are hunted like animals.

What the men of Old Orchard Beach, Maine, did to my family, will never be forgotten or forgiven.




#If you have any information on the kidnappers or the murders...


#FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of the of the April 10, 2015 kidnapping of my 12 children by 14 Ku Klux Klan men who invaded our home and the subsequent May 15, 2015 murder of 10 of the 12 whom had their heads nailed to my front door. If you have information about the case, give it to him not me. He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322 


Have you forgot the extent of the damage these people did, all because, they wanted to dig up my land and removed bodies buried there, before my house builders found that barrel of bones?

Have you forgotten that 7 town hall workers, 5 public works men, a blond woman, her bald son, and her red haired sister Kendra, and 14 police officers, all lead by a man they referred to as "Mark who needs no last name" were the ones 

I name every one of them, except for the ring leaders: blond woman, her bald son, her sister Kendra, and her husband "Mark who needs no last name". I don't know who those 4 are. I'd never seen any of them, other than the Kendra woman before, and I only knew her fro her attacks beating me up at Panera in 2009, 2010, and 2013.

I can name every one of the others, because all I have to do is go to the Old Orchard Beach town hall and police department website, and their are their faces.

With the exception of blond woman, her bald son, her sister Kendra, and her husband "Mark who needs no last name", every one else involved was government official who works for the state of Maine vis the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall, the Old Orchard Beach Police Department, or the Old Orchard Beach Public Works.

And what exactly did they do?

August 8, 2013 they drove a backhoe over my house. That same backhoe drove over my previous house on the same land April 2007. That same backhoe drove over my poultry barn and horse stables July 2001. July 2001 was the first attack.

March 2015 was the the massive attack, with an entire fleet of trucks, and drove over the Church of the Holy Rhinstone, a church that stood on my land, my garage which is why I no longer have a garage to put my car in, my 2 sheds both of which had my tractors and other garden/crop machinery in them at the time. And of course the razing of the land, the cutting down of the apple orchard - the VERY apple orchard planted in 1530 that this town was named after... he actual "old orchard" of Old Orchard Beach... the very original trees - huge massive apple trees over 400 years old. The grape vineyards, the cherry trees, the pears trees. 

April 10, 2015, they returned, 4 police officer held me a gun point, while 10 other police officers held my children down with long poles with metal wire strangle loops on the end, and beat their faces in with cinder block bricks, knocking out every one of their teeth, breaking their jaws... POLICE OFFICERS DID THAT... while men they referred to as "Mark who needs no last name" and "Dan" stood there and told the police officers what to do, how to beat them, while "Mark who needs no last name" boldly bragged that he paid the Old Orchard Beach police $6million dollars to do this.

May 15, 2015... the heads, hands, feet, and intestines of my children were nailed to my door. Later that same day police officer W. W. came to my home begging for forgiveness and claimed that men he referred to only as "Mark and Dan" were holding his beloved mother-in-law hostage and torturing her, and he helped in the April 10, 2015 attack, only to save her life and get her back. He claimed he had no prior knowledge of what was going to happen, claiming that he'd been told they were only going to "scare" us. He said he had not expected anyone to get hurt, he had not known my children would be tortured and kidnapped, he had not known they were going to be murdered. He said he was scared for his life and lives of his family. And he said: "They form a small army, our department doesn't have enough man power to stop them, and every one in this town is too scared to fight back. You don't know what's going on. And I think they mixed you up with someone else. They didn't know you were the owner of this land. They didn't know that was your motorhome. They thought someone else owned this place. It wasn't even your family they were after. You were the wrong target. You don't know who these people are. What they've done to our families. This is the actual Mafia. The real deal. I'm so sorry. This is the address they sent us to. But they had a different name as the owner. This wasn't supposed to happen. They were after someone else. I'm so sorry. I couldn't let my family died. And now yours is dead instead. This wasn't supposed to happen."

June 19, 2016... I did a very specific livestream. You see... A., D., B., and T. in the 1970s and 1980s, were in the habit of dragging big black trash bags into the forest, crossing my land to do it, and dumping those bags into the Goosefare Brook Ravine. In 1983, 3 snuck into Etiole's swamp and planted 3 acres of Marijuana. Someone found it and called the police, I don't know who... it was Maine's largest drug raid for decades. Many, many millions in plants where dug up and removed from Etiole's swamp. A few weeks later A, & D,s 10 year old daughter ran into my yard, touched my car on a dare from other children - the 1964 Dodge 330 former Old Orchard Beach police car, known by Stephen King fans as the REAL Christine, The World's Most Haunted Car... than jumped her bike, and sped down the road, as fast as she could, head on into a car coming the other way. She died instantly, he brain shattered all over the end of my driveway, and her mother A responded by the Battle of 458 - the biggest mass shooting ever in Maine history, that ended up with 3 Gypsy clans and 2 police departments, in a shoot out between 70+ adults all armed with guns. One of my cousins, an 8 year old boy, standing 3 feet from me, had his eye shot out by one of the bullets. While A ran around the street screaming: "FOUR! FIVE! EIGHT!" than shot another child. 

"FOUR! FIVE! EIGHT!" than shoot another child. 

"FOUR! FIVE! EIGHT!" than shoot another child. 

THOSE are the 31 children, whose bones were sawed up and tossed into the GooseFare Brook Ravine... yes, that DOES mean, police officers KNEW those children were there and covered it up.  And I witnessed that entire event.

And THAT is WHY... when police officers murdered my family in 2015, I did a livestream, walking to the ravine, to show the world, where those bones were... because I'm sick and tired of the police corruption in this fucking town, and those sawed up bones of 31 children are PROOF of what this town government is like.... as are the heads of my children that were nailed to my door.

At the end of The Battle of 4-5-8... A. took 2 gas cans and poured them all over the big dome house, than set a match to it, and no one knew, why when she did her brother B., started running, jumped in his robin egg blue truck and backed down the driveway, hit Portland Ave doing 70 and didn't stop driving until the high speed chase caught him in CT... oh but we knew before he was out of sight, why he started running... the dome house went up like Hiroshima into a mushroom cloud that could be seen across the entire state... turns out there was a Meth lab in that house.

June 19, 2016... the livestream of the bones went viral, it's what made my YouTube channel suddenly explode overnight... and police officer W.W. upset, by the fact that, the livestream included the entire police call and response, and that response was to laugh and do nothing... fed up with the corruption in his department, he forwarded that livestream VOD to the FBI, and the FBI arrived in Old Orchard Beach, to dig up the Reclaim Blueberry Plains, and all hell broke lose in this town, as most of the police officers suddenly found themselves arrested. An entire new police force from out of state was brought in to replace the long time officers who had proven they could be trusted to uphold the law. Many town hall officials and public works employees also found themselves arrested by the FBI.

June 26, 2016... barely a week later... the blond woman and the red haired Kendra woman showed up at my workplace, Scarborough WalMart, and tried to kill me, yet again... these are the same 2 woman who attacked me with golf clubs at Southern Maine Community College November 14, 2013... they left dead in 2013, I was paralized for 5 months. It took me 18 months to relearn to walk. I was out of the wheel chair, and I was without a walker, I was without a cane. I had almost fully covered from their November 14, 2013 attack with golf clubs... June 26, 2016, this time they attacked with shopping carts, and I'm now crippled for the rest of my life. They shattered 3 vertebra this time and it can't be operated on. I had to relearn to walk a second time, and I'm not yet recovered now in 2021. In 2013 they drove away in the 4 door white pickup truck. In 2016 they drove away in a gold Volvo SUV station wagon.

That blond woman and her red haired Kendra sister, they are wanted by the FBI for attempted murder of me and they are also wanted in questioning for being suspected of also being the murderers of my children.

I don't know who these 2 women are.

The blond woman shows up my driveway frequently, screaming and yelling, sometime accompanied by a small child, about 5 years old, that she pulls behind her in a red radio flyer wagon. She looks to be about 60 or 70. She often wears a denim button down shirt and jeans. She's prone to yelling at passing cars, while pointing up my driveway, and saying: "There's EelKat, she tried to kill my husband."

I've never tried to kill anyone, so accusation is baffling at best.

She seems to think I know who she is, and has made the claim, that "I was that brat in school"... the red haired Kendra woman, sometimes with her, claims to be her sister, also appears to be 60 to 70 and also seems to think I know who she is, and frequently says: "You bullied me in school, but no more, I'm Kendra SilverMander it's my turn to shine."

They BOTH make the claim they went to school with me, and yet, I never went to school, a well documented fact... because I'm the child the FBI rescued what the news media called "Maine's House of Horrors". I was locked in a cage when I was 8 years old. I was let out on Sundays, to go to church, and not allowed to speak or make eye contact with anyone, and this was only done infrequently, whenever church goers asked what happened to that girl you had". I was 31 years old when the FBI arrived, because of Heaven's Gate having killed 39 people, and my uncle being one of the members and self proclaiming himself as the leader of Heaven's Gate after Applewhite's death. The FBI was investigating the murder of 39 people in California, and had no idea they'd find children in cages in Maine as a result.

So you see, when the blond woman and her Kendra sister, make the claim they went to school with me and I was the class bully who beat them up, this is easily proven false, because the time period when I should have been in school, I was locked in a cage, being tortured by my sadistic uncle Bruce.

Also, they are in their late 60s to mid 70s... making them older than my parents, so how could I have been in school with them, even if I had gone to school? At best I would have been starting pre-school the year they would have been graduating high school.

These things they say about school, only further agrees with what police officer W. W. said May 15, 2015, when he made the claim, they had gotten me mixed up with someone else.

July 2016, a month after the shopping cart attack... yet another Old Orchard Beach police officer arrived, this one accompanied by 2 Biddeford officers, who had been former OOB officers... these 3 officers, had a vastly eye opening story to tell me.

They had been called to Old Orchard Beach, to my farm, to arrest me, a call made to them, by a man named Mark, whom one of these officers, claimed was his brother in law. This Biddeford officer, said he requested to transfer ot of Old Orchard Beach department years ago, because his sister (whom he claimed he suspected, but could not prove was the blond woman whom had attacked me at WalMart) was quote "trying to control the town" he said "treats Old Orchard Beach like a dynasty, thinks she's a duchess, has severe mental disorders, and thought she could buy the police department". He went on to say, she got in with the real Mafia years ago and went to her head, and now she thinks she IS the Mafia and most of Old Orchard Beach's business owners, especially the motel owners are scared shitless of her, because they believe her claim to be Mafia. He went on to say, she's not Mafia, but she's good at convincing people she is and stated "I wouldn't murder beyond her. She'd do it just to prove she is Mafia." He said he transferred out of OOB department to Biddeford department because he was fed up with how easy it was for her to get every officer to do anything she asked. He said "the corruption in that department runs deep; don't cross her or any officer she controls; they WILL kill you and every around you. You don't know who her husband is. He doesn't just control that town, he controls half the state."

What he was telling me was bizarre on extremes, but even more bizarre was the live feed radio call, that he had me listen too, as it was happening, on my farm in Old Orchard, while I was at my dad's house in Biddeford.

He said: "The Old Orchard Department called me, asked me to come over here. Buddy Will wanted to prove you were not in Old Orchard and that Mark has you mixed up with someone else. That fucking bastard is crying wolf and trying to frame you, we can prove it right now. We are fucking fed up WolfBoy."

He turned on his radio, so I could hear. A what I heard... a man whose voice I do not recognize, yelling at a Officer W.W. and saying: 

"That is Wendy, arrest her now! That is EelKat. She tried to kill me."

While officer W.W. and another officer, told the man: "his isn't Wendy. We have officers with her right now. Who tried to kill you? Wendy? Or THIS woman right here?"

"This woman right here! This is EelKat I tell you! Arrest her! What do you think I pay you for! You aren't allow to defy me! I own this town! You are my slaves. I command you to arrest her!"

W.W.: "This isn't EelKat. This isn't Wendy. I've known her for years. And right now, she's on the other side of the state. With 3 officers, listening to you right now. You are NOT the law. We've had it with you. You don't own me. And you've mixed her up with someone else. You've been harassing the wrong damned person. You dare call us about Wendy ever again, and I will personally arrest you for false reports, than I'll tell them everything. You'll never see the outside a prison for the rest of your life when I get done with you. You fucking leave this woman alone. You destroyed her life, because you couldn't tell her apart from someone else."

I used to aqua jog, mountain climb, horseback riding, and I hiked 13 miles a day. And in the blink of an eye, that lifestyle was taken away, and every day was struggle, just to sit up and breath, with no hope of ever walking again. I defied doctors. It's been 8 years and I can move around the house by holding on to things and I now can walk again, at the moment only short distances outside with a cane, and the hope is to continue to improve. I still have a long road of recovery ahead. But I'm walking again, something that 8 years ago, doctors said would never happen. 

My farm was razed.

My family was murdered.

I was 5 months paralysed, and had to relearn to walk. It was 8 years ago and I'm not yet fully recovered due to 3 inoperable vertebrae and hip dysplasia. November 14, 2013, 10PM, at WalMart, while putting bags of groceries in the back seat of my car, I was attacked by 3 rapists armed with metal golf clubs, who left me parallelized, in a wheel chair, broken spine, broken hip, broken pelvis, broken knees, serve nerve damage to my left side limiting the use of my left hand, my bladder incontinent from nerve damage, they left me for dead, and I had doctors telling me I would never walk again.

There's more that has happened. A lot more. The thousands of gallons of sewage they pumped into my motorhome in 2015. The cats. the Ptarmagin cats. World famous groups of cats. You remember them. If so, you remember what these people did to those cats. Poisoned. All dead the same day. 12 cats. Dead to what the vet described as: "enough poison to kill a great dane". My horse, she had her head beat in with a rock. My bantam roosters... 70 pet roosters, hung by their necks in rope nooses in my rose bushes.

All because this man, this mystery Mark, whose last name seems to be known to the police but is still unknown to me and man whom I've never seen or met - he keeps his face covered whenever he shows up... mistook me for someone else... and police officers and town hall workers and public work employees.

Welcome to Old Orchard Beach... this is NOT the way life should be, you know it.

What these people did to me, should never have happened, and according to the police, it's been happening for 50+ years to hundreds of people, hundreds of families, in this town, and every one is too scare to talk about it or fight back to stop it. That NEEDS to change.

The corruption in our town, needs to stop... but it won't end, until every last person who is being harassed by these people stand up, put their foot down, and say enough is enough, we ain't gonna take this any more.

We the people of Old Orchard Beach need to take back our town.

NOTE: Chat is set to emote only on my Twitch channel and my personal contact information has been removed from my website and every place else, due to the HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS of false reports of "information", along with vile hateful memes about the murder of my family being sent to me by trolls who think mocking the murder of my family is funny.

FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of the of the April 10, 2015 kidnapping of my 12 children by 14 Ku Klux Klan men who invaded our home and the subsequent May 15, 2015 murder of 10 of the 12 whom had their heads nailed to my front door. If you have information about the case, give it to him not me. He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322 


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On being a handicapped CosPlayer at PortCon Maine 2017


By EelKat Wendy C Allen


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PortConMaine 2018 Update...
Changes They Made Because of My Injury At PortCon 2017

What follows below, is a copy of a feedback letter, sent to the owners of PortCon...

A Disabled Con Goer Is Injured @ PortCon Maine 2017

A Look At What Happened And 
How It Could Have Been Prevented

I had a complaint that, is not really something you can fix, as it was not a con problem but rather a problem of extremely inconsiderate people. However, I felt I should tell you what happened so that you could be aware of the situation. Unfortunately, I ended up getting injured as a result.  

A Background on my crippled state...

First off I am crippled.

I have hip displacia since childhood and more recently I now also have 3 ruptured discs in my spine. 3 years ago I was injured, resulting in my being paralyzed for 5 months and having to relearn to walk, resulting in the muscles, nerves, and bones of my spine, hip, and knee have permanent damage, resulting in my extremely limited mobility and greet difficulty in walking, bending, sitting down, standing up, etc.

Stairs are nearly impossible hurdle for me and things like stepping up on to sidewalks and curbs, can take a few minutes as I have to stop and kind of pull my leg up with my hands.

The end result is I walk very slow, dragging my right leg, and moving with a rather noticeable limp. Because of poor circulation, I can not sit or stand still for long periods of time and have to get up and walk back and forth, to get the blood moving through my leg again.

Because of this, standing in long lines becomes extremely painful, resulting in I sit on the floor, however I can not sit on hard surfaces without putting pressure on my hip, thus you see me incorporate, very large stuffed animals into my CosPlays (this year, BoomFuzzy was carrying an giant pink donut, while Quaraun was carrying a huge pink unicorn) so that I can sit on the stuffed animal while waiting in line. I would not be able to physically wait in the long lines if I was not adding these giant stuffed animals into my CosPlays.

So, that's a backdrop of my disability, so you understand how it is I came to be injured on Saturday.

Handicap Parking @ PortCon 2017

Inconsiderate Con Goers Forcing More The A Dozen Disabled CosPlayers The Park In None Handicapped Spots, As Much As 5 Acres From The PortCon Event

As I said, I got injured at the con. Here's what happened: First off, on Thursday when I arrived, the first thing I noticed is that there are 7 handicap parking spaces in the hotel parking lot. However, 6 of the 7 cars in those spots did not have handicap plates of hanging placecards.

I know there are at least 3 wheelchair bound CosPlayer, and several (at least a dozen) on walkers and canes with injuries similar to mine, all of them come every year and do in fact desperately need those parking spaces, but most of which had to park very long distances from the hotel, due to the fact that, so many non-handicapped people were parking in the handicapped spots.

Now, for me, because I need to get up and walk around every hour, I don't mind parking a distance away, because walking to my car that distance, gets my leg circulating again. But others, like Lorraine "mama con"can not move very far distances and need the handicap parking very desperately.

Non-handi capped cars parking in handi capped spots was a very big issue this year. Several times throughout all 4 days, I would see one car pull out and seconds later a different non-handicap car pull into the spot. Over the course of the 4 days, several dozen non-handicapped cars parked in those 7 handicapped spots allowing no option for people who were handi capped and in need of those spots, to park there. 

Thus I was wondering, could you possibly add a mention on the website and in the schedule booklet, of the importance of the handicapped parking spaces, for the people who actually are handicapped and really do need to park in those places? And perhaps, also ask the security staff to be on the look out for non-handicapped cars pulling in and ask the people to park elsewhere, as required by state law.

(State law requires non-handicapped cars be towed and impounded - it's a $250 fee to get your car out of impound and a $500 court fine and 3 points removed from your driver's license; - parking in a handicapped spot with a non-marked car is a very serious offence, as it is considered endangering lives, and doing it 3 times, results in jail time. Repeat offenders can have their license suspended, and repeat fins go up and can reach as much as $10,000 if a person is injured as a result of having to park far away, as a result of your car being in a spot they should have been allowed to use. In other words - Maine law sees parking in handicap spots as a very serious criminal offence.

I believe perhaps people are unaware of just how serious an offence the law considers it to be, or how badly a person can become injured as a result of their being inconsiderate and parking in handicap spots.

Handicap BathRoom Stalls @ PortCon 2017

Inconsiderate Con Goers Forcing Disabled CosPlayers To Have Accidents In Halls, As Non-Disabled CosPlayers Pile Into The HandiCap Stalls To Change Costumes

Moving on... the next thing I noticed is, because of my previously mentioned injury resulting in nerve and muscle damage, one of my problems is bladder issues and the need to use the rest rooms to pee on an abnormal frequency, pretty much every hour, sometimes as many as 3 times an hour.

The hotel, has handi cap stalls in the bathrooms - a very large stall that can hold multiple people, but is that size for wheelchair accessibility. This stall also has much needed hand bars on the walls, for people with walkers or canes (like myself).

Like the handicapped spots in the parking lot, the handicap stall in the bathrooms are very much needed by the handicapped people.

Now me, I can use the none handicap stalls, though it is difficult. But someone with a wheelchair can't.

And there was one woman who did have an accident because stalls were being used to change costumes and it was brought up in the feedback after the con. I was coming out of the rest room, just as she and 2 other girls who were helping her came rushing in, with the poor girl desperatly needing to get into a stall and vomiting all over the rest of the restroom, because she could not do so.

There were several people complaining of this afterwards, saying she either was not eating enough or was not drinking enough water.... I don't know why she was vomitting, all I know is she needed to get into a bathroom stall and it was an issue.

Unfortunately, in spite of the con putting up signs on the doors which very clearly stated "no changing costumes", I ran into the following problem, all 4 days of the event: I would enter the rest room to find, the handicapped stall, contained 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, or more girls, giggling, laughing, talking, and changing costumes, in the handicapped stall.

On Saturday, there was a space of time when there were no events I was interested in going to for a bit, so I waiting in the bathroom, waiting to use the handicapped stall, to see how long I would have to wait.

45 minutes.

I waited 45 minutes, while 4 girls all in the handicapped stall together, changed their costumes and put on their makeup, in the handicapped stall.

In the ONE and ONLY, single, solitary, handi capped stall available for the more then 2 dozen handicapped event goers.

And so, again, I was wondering, could you possibly add a mention on the website and in the schedule booklet, of the importance of the handicapped bathroom stalls, for the people who actually are handicapped and really do need use them for, you know, peeing and pooping, many of whom have bladder control issues and can not wait 45 minutes for a crowd of girls to come out of the stall?

The handi caped stall is oversize to accommodate wheelchairs and people with oxygen tanks and such, it's not oversize so you can pack a crowd of giggling girls into it for their chat sessions and changing of costumes.

Disabled CosPlayer Injured @ PortCon 2017

Inconsiderate Con Goers Cause A Disabled CosPlayer To Become Injured, When They Block Entrances And Tamper With Hotel Fixtures

And thirdly, here's how I got hurt, and yes it was reported to the hotel and they did fix the issue, as it was a very bad safety hazard.

The hotel manager was very considerate and very helpful, and was deeply concerned about the issue and was even ready to get an ambulance for me, though I did not need one.

And so you know, if someone gets hurt, law requires they report it to the hotel manager, and the hotel does have first aid available for such situations.

So, here's what happened. All around the hotel are flowers and thus, under the ground is a water hose system to water said flowers. It goes along the outer edge of the sidewalks.

At the registration entrance, under the awning, was one such hose, which someone saw partly exposed, and for whatever reason, decided to pull out of the ground, leaving it in an awkward loop, about 2 or 3 inches above the ground, for a space of about 3 feet. It was not like this on Thursday or Friday, but was like this on Saturday.

The registration entrance sidewalk, under the awning was one of the few places with shade, as such, very large crowds of 40+ people were gathering under the awning, completely blocking off any ability to get from the door of the hotel to the parking lot. Many of them smoking, while standing in front of a sign, clearly marked as "No smoking in this area".

The only way to get passed this huge crowd, was to squeeze between them and the flowers along the side of the building, while also trying to maneuver around the entanglement of hose that had been pulled up out of the ground. As stated above, I have a lame leg.

I can not lift my leg, but rather it drags along beside me as I pull myself along with my other leg and my cane.

Stepping down off the sidewalk is a chore.

Stepping back up onto the sidewalk is a nightmare.

Trying to step over the entanglement of garden hose is a near impossibility.

I tried asking the crowd to let me through, but that many people in that small a space, all talking at once, my voice was lost and unheard by any of them. As stated before, I can not sit or stand motionless for long periods and must walk back and forth to keep circulation in my lame leg. This was one of those times.

I also have a high need for water intake (again due to blood circulation issues) and thus at events like this keep a cooler and case of water in my car (drinking a 16oz bottle of water every hour).

And so I was walking to my car both to circulate my leg and to get a new bottle of water. I was attempting to walk from the hotel to my car, but every inch of sidewalk under the awning was jam packed with people.

The only way to get around them was to step off the sidewalk, attempt to maneuver around the plants and garden hose, then get back up on the sidewalk on the other side of the crowd, which I attempted to do, after they refused to move off the sidewalk. In doing so, I got my lame leg tangled in the exposed garden hose, and fell, slamming my good leg, knee first onto the cement corner-curb edging of the sidewalk.

My knee is badly scrapped and bruised, however, it would have been worse, as in my fall, I also hit my head... thankfully, I was at the time CosPlaying BoomFuzzy the Unicorn, a candy wizard, and as stated above thus carrying and humongous beanbag chair sized pink donut, which I landed on. Had I not been carrying and thus landed on that donut, I would have slammed my face on the sidewalk, very likely breaking my jaw and nose.

Carrying the giant stuffed animal is the only thing that prevented my injury from being very serious and requiring going to the hospital. Had I not been carrying that, I would have been very seriously injured.

The Hotel Manager Steps In To Restore Order...
And the Hotel's Response & 
Reaction To Someone Being Injured On Their Property...

Seeing me fall, the crowd that had previously not moved to let me pass, quickly gathered, helped me up and made sure I was okay.

One girl, also on a cane, said the exact same thing had happened to her only a half hour prior.

A boy said he'd been sitting on the rocks across there, most of the day, and had seen dozens of people trip and fall over that hose as a result of trying to maneuver around the crowd that was staying under the awning to avoid the noon sun.

I called my boyfriend (who was not at the con, but lived near by) and he arrived minutes later. He helped me with my bruised leg, and then, went to the hotel front desk and asked to talk to the hotel manager.

The manager came out and offered first aid, but we had already done that, and then wanted to see the location. After being told what happened and seeing the hose, he quickly had the hotel staff block off the sides of the sidewalk under the awning to prevent any one getting hurt on the hose again.

After that, a hotel security (not a con security) was seen every few minutes patrolling the sidewalks and asking people to leave whenever crowds tried to gather on the sidewalks. From noon Saturday till the end of the con on Sunday, he continued to do this and there was no more crowds gathered on the sidewalks blocking traffic after that.

And so, again, I was wondering, could you possibly add a mention on the website and in the schedule booklet, of the importance of not loitering on the sidewalks, as well as not tampering with the hotel property?

This incident could have been avoided, had someone not pulled the hotel's watering system out from under the ground and had the crowd not been blocking the sidewalk.

My good leg is hurt now, resulting in, it'll be several days before I can move around. My left leg is near useless, and it was my right knee that was hurt in the fall.

As it is not a serious injury, it'll be healed in a week, but it posses to cause long term complications as I do need to get up and walk to increase circulation, and now I can't do that for an entire week, which could cause issues.

While a bruised knee is only a minor injury to a non-disabled person, for someone with limited mobility and the resulting circulation issues that come with limited mobility, a small bruise can be life threatening, which most people simply do not realize.

Anyways, that was my complaint. The con itself was great. I loved all the events I attended and made new friends and saw old friends and had a great time.

Like I said my complaint was not an issue of the con itself, and not really something you can prevent as it was an issue of inconsiderate people being inconsiderate. But perhaps, if it was mentioned in the schedule booklet, the importance of handicap parking spots and handicap bathroom stalls to actual handicapped people, as well as the safety issues involved with blocking sidewalks and tampering with hotel property, perhaps it'll help people to be less ignorant of the fact they were being inconsiderate?

I don't believe people were going out of their way to be inconsiderate to disabled people, I think it just didn't cross their minds to think - maybe the large stall in the bathroom is there for a reason, maybe those parking spaces are near the door for a reason.

It is my hope that in writing this, people become more aware of the reasons why the hotel provided those bathroom stalls and parking spaces, and the importance of why the con put up signs saying to not block halls, doors, and sidewalks... it is for the safety of every one, that these things are in place.

Update October 2017...

I was at another event (Books In Vacationland) at this same hotel, and have discovered that since my injury, falling in the entry way, the hotel has completely rebuilt this section of the entryway, removing the steps, removing the dangerous wiring and pipe system, and replacing the whole thing with a handicapped friendly ramp system.


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