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Thusly did Blog-Tick and friends brave the NicoNico Buck-Tick Cafe.
There were many creepy BuckNicos to be found.
The black mannequins somehow did not look quite as saxxy as the band members themselves did.
Detail of Yutaka's bass-inspired lapel.
Detail of the hot glue stains on Imai's amazing gold pants.
Django the Dazzler, in the flesh.
Acchan 4 U.
Hide's jacket.
A table at which one could theoretically sit and eat that horrific-looking curry. No one was eating it while we were there.
The Buck-Tick fan Wall of Love! Anyone could draw or leave messages on the wall.
This drawing of Mr. Sakurai strangely resembles the vocalist of now-defunct Buck-Tick copyband B-T-K.
But this one of Yutaka is darling.
Buck-Tick cats are much better than NicoTubby Bucks.
And look! A raptor on a velociraptor! Someone must be thinking along the same lines we do! I should buy them a beer! For those of you who can't read Japanese, the caption says something like "Give me more Inter Raptor!!"
Buck-Tick purikura, where you could take a picture next to your favorite band member (virtually.)
The third-floor shop was sadly devoid of most of the colors of the Parade t-shirt, but full of NicoBucks. No one was buying the t-shirts but they were sold out of the towel. Full marks to the purikura, though. It isn't often you can take purikura with a virtual Toll.
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