*Where are you staying?
The main hotel.

*Sharing a room with:
 Wolftale

*What is your gender?
Otoko.

*Relationship Status:
Going steady with aforementioned roomie.

*How old are you?
Some say I qualify to be a greymuzzle - I reckon by extension this makes me a senpai.

*How tall are you?
1,84m

*Which languages do you speak?
Norwegian, English, German and Swedish.

*Where will you be most of the time during the day?
Around the hotel and/or surrounding area, I suppose.

*Who will you be with?
Fellow yuushi, destined to battle the vile influence of sake - one bottle at a time.

*What suit(s) will you have?
The good old Joon everyone knows and (presumably) loves. Maybe something new.

*Can I dance with you?
I suffer from Norwegian Inherited Stiffness SyndromE.
Ref: https://youtu.be/hGOLJlZW_qc

*Can I touch you?
Hai! I don't freak out over random physical contact. Dakishimetai no?

*Can I talk to you?
As long as it's not in Japanese! Or other unlisted languages in earlier question.

*Can I hug you?
If you have the arms for it, sure!

*Can I take photos of you/with you?
Of course.

*Can I buy you lots of drinks?
Yes, you may. It is ungentlemanly to turn down a drink.

*Do you drink Alcohol/Smoke?
Sake!

*Can I give you lots of money?
Crowdfunding my attendance at a con? I doubt I'm at such a level of popularity.

*Can I hug or snuggle with you?
Yes, you may. Possibly.

*Can we hang out?
Likely yes. I'm a bit of an introvert, so I require some warming up to new faces.

*Are you nice?
I largely live by the golden rule - if I'm a bit crude/dismissive I'm likely having a bit of a bad day.

*Other cons you may go to?
Eurofurence.

*Attending any events?
If it catches my interest, sure.

*How can I find you at the con?
Well, I mean, there is my fursuit...

*Can we go out for a dinner?
As long as we stick to my rule of "max 6". Going in droves of 10-20 people, as a party, only result in restaurant staff messing up orders and people either not getting what they ordered or anything at all. Besides, there's only room for the loudest people in conversations in groups of 10+.

*Are you buying art?
I might.

*What do I have to watch out for, when I am meeting you?
My personality phenotype is that of an introvert - requiring me to relate to many unknown faces at the same time is not my idea of a good time. I function optimally in smaller groups.

*What is the best way to contact you?
joon_storm on twitter, I guess.

*May I kidnap you to my room?
I dare say you'd need to be quite the sumo or strong yuushi to get me anywhere against my will. Try with the allure of sake, or a bento.

*Last time/last con/last meet/last chat we talked so much and now you forgot my name? Why???
Likely because I never made any lasting memories around your name, or never really caught your name. I find it a bit awkward to grab at someone's badge to bring it up to my face.

*Will you tell me your room-number and can I surprise visit you?
Pledge fealty to me as your shogun and you may be samurai in my court. Ninjas are honorless.

*I have a personal question for the convention. May I ask you that?
In a sense I favor a well-balanced naginata over a katana, or even a nodachi. What else could there be to ask about?

*Where are you staying?
The main hotel.

*Sharing a room with:
 wolftale

*What is your gender?
Heterogametic.

*Relationship Status:
Going steady with aforementioned roomie.

*How old are you?
Legal documents would have it that I am 28.

*How tall are you?
1,84m

*Which languages do you speak?
Norwegian, English, German and some Swedish.

*Where will you be most of the time during the day?
Around the hotel and/or surrounding area, I suppose.

*Who will you be with?
I'll most likely be seen alongside my Norwegian pack;  wolftale,  skarpen and  commoncroc,  badgerkal and honorary Norwegian  furblefawks,  tellos and his constituated con-wife  templa, plus one should not rule out a few Swedes from the mix; e.g.  wolfer and  wuffen

*What suit(s) will you have?
My trusty old Joon-suit. I wonder how many times I'll hear hurtful comments on my "bicycle handles" this year. =<

*Can I dance with you?
I suffer from Norwegian Inherited Stiffness SyndromE.

*Can I touch you?
I am a man of science (kind of), so I understand the value of only believing in that which can be percieved with a minimum of two of the five mundane senses.

*Can I talk to you?
I would only see this as problematic if you were mute.

*Can I hug you?
Would you download a car?

*Can I take photos of you/with you?
Only if you phrase it "May I -", rather than the uncouth "Can I -" this meme is infested with.

*Can I buy you lots of drinks?
Yes, you may. It is rude to turn down a drink.

*Do you drink Alcohol/Smoke?
I alc drinkamahol.

*Can I give you lots of money?
I'm sure that'd have more strings attached than a marionette!

*Can I hug or snuggle with you?
Yes, you may. Possibly.

*Can we hang out?
Likely yes. I'm a bit of an introvert, so I require some warming up to new faces.

*Are you nice?
I'll let YOU be the judge of that.

*Other cons you may go to?
After EF, I think con season is over for this year.

*Attending any events?
If it catches my interest, sure.

*How can I find you at the con?
Tattoos on arms and legs are probably my most distinguishing features.

*Can we go out for a dinner?
As long as we stick to my rule of 6. Going in droves of 10-20 people, as a party, only result in restaurant staff messing up orders and people either not getting what they ordered or anything at all. Besides, there's only room for the loudest people in conversation in groups of 10+.

*Are you buying art?
I might.

*What do I have to watch out for, when I am meeting you?
My personality phenotype is that of an introvert - requiring me to relate to many unknown faces at the same time is not my idea of a good time. I function optimally one on one... or something.

*What is the best way to contact you?
joon_storm on twitter, I guess.

*May I kidnap you to my room?
I'd like to see you try. *cracks knuckles*

*Last time/last con/last meet/last chat we talked so much and now you forgot my name? Why???
Likely because I never made any lasting memories around your name.

*Will you tell me your room-number and can I surprise visit you?
Only if I regard you as a trusted individual.

*I have a personal question for the convention. May I ask you that?
Yes, but I will not guarantee my answer will be what you expect.

This past Easter was spent at Nordic FuzzCon, and the dull greys of regular life are washing upon me. *sigh*

Fursuiting was done in abundance, good food and drinks were also abundant (some of it refused to stay down) - but most importantly the company was great. It was also nice to be in a country where I comprehend and can to a fair extent speak the language - tjallabajs och bollibompa, tiker!

I dare say I've made a few new friends, improved upon existing friendships and quite likely missed out on a lot of great people to befriend. Being the case that I am Norwegian, I suffer from a condition called "Norwegian Inherited Stiffness SyndromE" (http://youtu.be/hGOLJlZW_qc must be true since it's on the internet - and the research was clearly coincidentially sponsored by a brewery!) and am thus less than useless for dancing, and most of all keep out of others personal space. Most who stopped and spoke with me at the con I regret not grabbing their badge and trying to read with blurred vision to put a name to the kind face, but I am a rather shy person who's rather afraid of touching anyone - likely because I was not wanted near anyone in my youth, and am thus used to people preferring me at a distance. Wearing my suit helps attract attention, but I obviously don't know what to do once I get it.

Should any of you reading this remember giving me a hug, a pat/scritch on the back or taking the time to engage me in a conversation of any length - it all means a lot to me, even if I seem cold and stiff as a log.

A lovely photo to show (or remind) how I was equipped for NFC2013, taken by  Koryak : http://www.furaffinity.net/view/10266418

Thank you for a great con, staff of NFC! See you next year (if not a few of you sooner)!

A final note to those who've seen me from behind: They're not bicycle handles! ;_;

Someone asked Wolftale about my fursonas wings. Well? What about them? They're gone.
But that's hardly a satisfactory answer, is it?

The story begins roughly with my earliest memories in this life, where, one night, this unknown creature steps into my room, leans over my bed and introduces himself as "Joon". I was barely old enough to be able to form intelligible sentences at that point, so I never really made mention of that manifestation to my parents, but can now describe the being as an anthropomorphic, wolf-like creature with wings.
This being has stuck by my side ever since, basically, been in part or wholly under my control on lower levels of consciousness and been my manifestation on the astral plane (others have seen this as well). His presence used to be separate from mine when I was younger, "merging" with me on occasion, but mostly lingering within a certain radius of me and observing. Later in my teens, he's been more of a permanent part of me - I feel phantom limbs nearly constantly, and those limbs are shaped and jointed quite differently than my physical body.

If I am to believe in some west-asian, spiritual belief, this being is best described as my second soul - or rather the soul that found its place as the controller of my astral self. If I am to believe in modern psychology, it's basically just an imaginary friend that I created to better cope with my uncomfortable reality.

I've digressed. A lot.
As you may have guessed, Joon naturally became adopted and adapted as my fursona when I became aware of the furry community, cirka 1996. In '98 or '99, I had a series of nightmares. For a week straight I would wake up in great physical pain. While I had experienced psychosomatosis earlier (in various forms) that week was, at that point, one of the most painful things I had experienced (even surpassing the pain I had been in from having been beaten up/been in a bad fight). The nightmares were all different, yet the same. There were different faces/masks, but it felt as if it was the same entity that tormented me nightly.
I was lost, I was scared, I was trapped, I was pierced, I was bleeding out, I was asphyxiated, and so on and so forth - in no particular order or combination. One of the last nights with those nightmares my wings were broken and torn off by the hands of a faceless giant - all I remember are blazing eyes, that I shamefully admit to seeing myself with in a similar fashion from time to time.
From that night on, wings simply weren't a part of me anymore, apart from those stubs - jutting out as a sort of memento mori.
There have been dreams in more recent times where I see Joon with spectral wings, as a sort of "gone as soon as you blink"-thing.

If there's any real meaning behind it all is a question I ask myself at times. Mayhaps a sort of sign that I was never meant for reaching great heights, metaphorically or literally (though I have been atop some tall peaks in Norway, and even a glacier). Perchance a sort of reminder of mortality. Maybe just a scenario played out in my mind to work out some bottled up emotions from the stress of being bullied every single day of school and experiencing my parents' messy divorce.
Maybe I'm just crazy.

These days, given a better understanding of the world and having seen more of it, I more easily claim it's just an ode to imperfection. 'cuz, yanno, you like a person for who they are - but you love them for their flaws.