Diary

iFear, Flight, and Destructionn/a

Now, I was really hoping to post more blogs than I have, and one of the reasons none have showed up in awhile is because of some huge changes in my life. This post is a diary about those times, but since this is MFC, I'm keeping this figure related. So, here's the tale of moving with figures and the near destruction of my collection.

Less than a week after I posted my last blog, something happened at home. Now, I've taken a lot of abuse in my life but I was at my end. I knew I had to leave and fast. So I found myself moving in with my girlfriend much sooner than we had planned. This was a very secret and rushed affair and I had to keep it a complete secret from the person who forced me out for as long as possible. To put it simply, I thought they would probably trash my stuff to the curb. I don't have a car so that made it all the harder. My girlfriend and I had no choice but to pack up everything and carry it by hand while taking the bus and metro. The trip between the two places took two hours there, and another two back. Hooray. Packing up was hard, and my figures were probably one of the hardest parts.

This will probably sound dumb but I felt really sad taking them off the shelf that had always been their home, and even sadder packing them back into their boxes. I was really worried some would get damaged in the move and I was especially worried about the ones without boxes. We really had to think up creative ways to save them all and some trading figures even rode it out in my pockets. No matter what none of my darling gals was being left behind. Some gave me a lot of trouble. I remember to fit one nendoroid back into her box I had to dismember all her limbs! We were grabbing figures as quickly as we could and carrying as many as each trip permitted. It was total chaos.

Thinking about it now I really pity people with 200+ collections. Packing up and keeping all of mine safe was a serious trial so for those with humongous collections I can't even begin to fathom how hard it must be. Having a moving truck really would have helped. I lost track of how many trips we made and I pushed myself to exhaustion to pull this scheme off.

They did all make it to their new home farely unharmed, but that was just the start of this story...

We have my fear, we have my flight, but this title also included destruction. Yup, destruction. I was a little naive thinking getting my stuff away from my tormentor guarenteed it safe. Well, where to start...

So for the first few days the appartement was flooded with figurine boxes. Soooooo many boxes. We really had nowhere to put all my figures. With a stroke of luck and a touch of effort we managed to salvage my glass collection shelf. We set it up and I got to opening up and checking over all my figures. I had so many to open it was like Christmas. A lot of them were ones I had never opened because in the last two months prior I had forced myself to stop opening them just because I feared something like this was going to happen. I had even been storing them at my girlfriend's for safety purposes. I finally got to open the Kotobukiya Reimu I got for my birthday and it felt great! So I set up my collection and sat back proud in my new display.

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And things were fine for awhile. Until just this week actually. Yet there was a thing that worried me. A lot. It's name is... Behemoth the Grand Destructor!

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Yes, that is his actually nickname, 'Grand Destructor'. Now, Behemoth is not the best behaved cat and because I feared for my collection we really kept him away from it and supervised him while in the bedroom. He climbed a little on the bottom shelf with the games and he wanted to chew Marisa's broom so much we put it away, but other than that things seemed okay. Of course I was an idiot to think a cat famed for his powers of destruction would leave me in peace.

So, the morning of 'the event', I was groggy and drinking my coffee. Being half asleep I didn't notice the door was ajar and the little beast had slipped in. I hear a sound and spin around to see him right on the second highest shelf messing around amongst my figures. I know something bad is coming so I try to go to him to lift him off. That's when he does the most retarded thing ever. Just as I reach him he jumps directly up into the glass shelf above him!

The sound was deafening. All I remember was screaming as huge chunks of glass flew at me. The noise was so intense I thought every shelf had gone done (it was only one thank the gods). I remember crumbling on the bed and just screaming as tears welled in my eyes. Luckily, neither I nor the cat were hurt. I count myself lucky only figures got hurt when we both could have died from the huge and sharp glass chunks that fell on us.

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Still, I was fuming mad, and more than that, I felt defeated. In that crazy moment I snapped some quick photos and then I did the only thing I could: I continued getting ready for work. I was late of course. I left the glass, the figures, and an angry note full of various curses. I knew if I had stopped to pick up even one, I would have full on cried and skipped work to fix them all, so to avoid that I lef them all as is. My girlfriend took the time to fix most.

I was pretty lucky; A lot were scratched but only was was full on broke. Not bad considering how horrible it all looked.

Behemoth has lost all bedroom priviledges for the time being. We're contacting a glass maker to see about fixing the damaged shelf. Things turned out not nearly as bad as they could have but I hope to never be faced with the near destruction of my whole collection again. Too scary to think about. Still, I have to be careful, since I do live with 'Grand Destructor'.

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Happy (and safe) collecting everyone!
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01 r. (1 r.)Rejean235Rejean235 Give her a weapon
I just read your saga with all the comments...
I live on the 7th floor and I have two cats. I trained them, but one never knows when one will do a silly thing. My cats have access to everywhere except my computer room unless I'm here. Since I don't want to take chances, my collection is in closed cabinets except for some in the kitchen and about 80 in the computer room (I just bought glass doors, not to protect the figures from my cats but to keep them dust free).

I trained my cats using spray water (I don't hit animals). I find it's very effective (you have to "punish" immediately).

A few of my friends are amazed the way, particularly the male, listen to me. He'll come an lay down besides me or leave a room at my command. My only problem is sometimes he'll break a rule when I'm not around, like jumping on my kitchen table, especially if I'm gone for a week or so. There's nothing I can do against that.

It would be a nightmare for me to move. Because of the size of my collection and available storing area, I don't keep any boxes... Since my figures are in the 1/8 to 1/6 it would have taken a huge amount of space.
itsame00I read the whole thing and that must've sucked. Although the only thing that stayed in my head was that your a girl that is into other girls..... :megusta: lol
Hahahaha!
I read the whole thing and that must've sucked. Although the only thing that stayed in my head was that your a girl that is into other girls..... :megusta: lol
I had the same thing happen pretty much, except it was my hanging shelf and it collapsed. My Nendoroids and Stocking PVC got the front end of it >.>
It's good to see that there was no major breaks, though.
02 r. (2 r.)piratepapillonpiratepapillon
Neko_OniThis was some story! Glad things are getting better for you!!!

I've been very very lucky that all of our kitties haven't been adventurous enough to jump up on anything that might hurt them. (Or on any figures and dolls for that matter!)Having said that, my (late) Behemoth was over 20 pounds and had no urge to jump up on tables and shelves. Our current furballs don't either.

It's really sad that so many sentimental items were broken, since their meaning makes them irreplacable :(
Might be better you didn't tell your friend because they would have felt really guilty over something they couldn't control. Kittens are like little kids, you can't really blame them for their actions.
No. It was the time we were kitty-sitting that something like this happened. My husband and I were watching a young cat for a friend at our home when she jumped up high into our dish cabinet...breaking everything she tried grabbing to break her fall. What broke: all of our husband/wife special dishes from Japan that a dear friend had given us when we had gotten married. Tea cups, rice bowls, pickle dishes. The sake glasses made it only because they are made of pewter. Not a good day: we never told her about it. T^T


It's really sad that so many sentimental items got broken since their meaning makes them irreplacable.

It's probably better that you didn't tell your friend since they would have felt really guilty over something they couldn't control. Kittens are like little kids in that they often do stupid things but you can't really blame them for their actions.
This was some story! Glad things are getting better for you!!!

I've been very very lucky that all of our kitties haven't been adventurous enough to jump up on anything that might hurt them. (Or on any figures and dolls for that matter!)Having said that, my (late) Behemoth was over 20 pounds and had no urge to jump up on tables and shelves. Our current furballs don't either.

No. It was the time we were kitty-sitting that something like this happened. My husband and I were watching a young cat for a friend at our home when she jumped up high into our dish cabinet...breaking everything she tried grabbing to break her fall. What broke: all of our husband/wife special dishes from Japan that a dear friend had given us when we had gotten married. Tea cups, rice bowls, pickle dishes. The sake glasses made it only because they are made of pewter. Not a good day: we never told her about it. T^T
02 r. (2 r.)SpizzySpizzy
that is lucky, I'm glad you're not hurt @_@ I think cats are the number one reason I avoid glass furniture. It sure is pretty but...just much too scary when it breaks

and I'm sure it's only funny now but, your second destruction picture makes it seem like pink-company Komachi just took everyone out and is being smug about it

and so surprised that it seems like you shushuroku tenshi figure held up even with that toothpick sword of hers, I figure she would have been totaled. I'm surprised any of them survived at all really! Very lucky all around
Spizzyomgggg I would die. I am so glad my b/f also knows how fragile these things are..the cat we had was pretty good and would just get on the desk but, I like to put my figures in precarious places like my monitor so one day I'm in the bathroom and he looks over and the cat is sitting on the back of my monitor (I have an old CRT) you know..where my surpara utsuho, yuyuko nendoroid, and aaall the shushurokus are, and is like NOPE GO OUTSIDE and gets her off the monitor XD My cat is curious with things but never really gets into my stuff, however he has directly and indirectly damaged my collectibles. When I was gone for the month to visit my b/f, he managed to take my favorite at the time (one coin etna) who was perched on like..the TOP of everything, somehow didn't knock anything else over, but then chewed her leg off and her hair. It's recoverable and not too bad but I haven't bothered to fix the leg yet.
Something he would do though was pick up my stuffed animals and put them in other places, which resulted in destruction. At my parents he picked off my neopets plush, something my friend had made me, and perhaps a few other things and wandered around in my room with them or left them downstairs....where the dogs got them and destroyed them. I'm glad he is mostly good though and understands that me picking him up and putting him on the floor when he gets on my desk means don't get on the god damn desk. However I live with some new roomies and the one cat...does NOT understand anything. I try to not be mean but even slapping it in the face as it's doing something wrong DOES NOT MAKE IT STOP, HE JUST KEEPS GOING. I don't know what to do anymore, and they are DETERMINED to get into my room and get on my desk and shelf which is where all my fragile stuff is. Everything on that bookshelf is like, $2000 dollars of stuff. Cat needs to Eff off @_@ So now i probably seem even more unsociable than I really am just because the only way to keep the cat away is to always have the door closed. Which also makes it very hot in here ;A;

Your roommate's cat sounds just like Behemoth. Often, I'll be eating and he just jumps up on the table (or on me) and tries to steal food right in front of me. When I stick my hand in his face to stop him from munching up my food he just keeps going like he doesn't give a shit either way. He's really bad with food and he even once slapped a bagel off my plate onto the floor while I was walking by and then got all ferocious when I didn't let him keep the fallen bagel. I'm really glad he seems to ignore plushies and leave them alone. Keeping him out is also tough since we have a faulty doornob and as a result the only way to get the door closed properly is to slam it and that's annoying for everyone (our poor neibhors).

The one that got broken was my Pink Company Marisa. She was actually on the shelf farthest from the destruction but I think one of the glass chunks hit her dead on. I kind of fixed her but she'll never stand on her own without leaning on something. A lot of the ones on the top shelf also have scratches now from where the glass hit them. You can even see some of the scratches in the picture if you look at my little Tenshi's base. I'd still rather have them cut up then me. I was right below, looking up, when the glass fell so I must be pretty lucky.
02 r.SpizzySpizzy
Which one was it that ended up getting broken though? =\
02 r. (2 r.)SpizzySpizzy
omgggg I would die. I am so glad my b/f also knows how fragile these things are..the cat we had was pretty good and would just get on the desk but, I like to put my figures in precarious places like my monitor so one day I'm in the bathroom and he looks over and the cat is sitting on the back of my monitor (I have an old CRT) you know..where my surpara utsuho, yuyuko nendoroid, and aaall the shushurokus are, and is like NOPE GO OUTSIDE and gets her off the monitor XD My cat is curious with things but never really gets into my stuff, however he has directly and indirectly damaged my collectibles. When I was gone for the month to visit my b/f, he managed to take my favorite at the time (one coin etna) who was perched on like..the TOP of everything, somehow didn't knock anything else over, but then chewed her leg off and her hair. It's recoverable and not too bad but I haven't bothered to fix the leg yet.

Something he would do though was pick up my stuffed animals and put them in other places, which resulted in destruction. At my parents he picked off my neopets plush, something my friend had made me, and perhaps a few other things and wandered around in my room with them or left them downstairs....where the dogs got them and destroyed them. I'm glad he is mostly good though and understands that me picking him up and putting him on the floor when he gets on my desk means don't get on the god damn desk. However I live with some new roomies and the one cat...does NOT understand anything. I try to not be mean but even slapping it in the face as it's doing something wrong DOES NOT MAKE IT STOP, HE JUST KEEPS GOING. I don't know what to do anymore, and they are DETERMINED to get into my room and get on my desk and shelf which is where all my fragile stuff is. Everything on that bookshelf is like, $2000 dollars of stuff. Cat needs to Eff off @_@ So now i probably seem even more unsociable than I really am just because the only way to keep the cat away is to always have the door closed. Which also makes it very hot in here ;A;

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