
Imagine this: it's late at night. You're coming home from a hard day of work; you don't need any curveballs thrown at you. Suddenly, a swarm of men wearing Pikachu costumes surrounds you. You sigh, knowing that you can't run from this battle, even though you have no Pokemon of your own to fight them with. Soon, you've blacked out, winding up at the hospital with half of your money missing.
Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating, but based on these pictures, it could happen! A pack of Pikachu cosplayers have been hanging out with their trainer Satoshi (Ash to us Americans) in various parts of Shibuya and Harajuku. They're not really causing any problems, simply riding trains and eating at McDonald's. However, they only spoke to each other with cries of "pikachu pikachu," just like a real Pikachu would.
The cosplayers remind me of Pikaman, in that terrifying, mind-bending evil sort of way.