Or more specifically, she’s wearing R.E.S.C.U.E. from my lord and savior Matt Fraction’s run on Invincible Iron Man. It’s quite the lovely get-up, if you ask me.
One Mad Moxxi is typically too much for me to handle. But two? C’mon, yo. Now you’re simply not playing fair.
I don’t really have anything to say about this cosplay. It’s v. nice. No puns. Just cosplay. It’s Sunday. The Lords’ (Of Caffeine) Day. Rest now.
Snowba Fett! The mash-up I never knew I wanted, and now am vaguely grateful for. That’s it. That’s all I got for empty ramblings. Go enjoy the cosplay.
The current Ms. Marvel may be my favorite Marvel comic book jam going, but that doesn’t mean we can’t celebrate some old school Carol Danvers. Right? Amirite?! I’m right. I knew it.
Oh, come on! I’m allowed a phallic reference when talking about an entire fucking anime series that deals with them. Aren’t I? Whatever! I don’t care what you say, doubting mortals! Just enjoy this glorious cosplay.
Yes. Yes indeed, this cosplay works for me. Some menacing, by-the-moonlight, body-suit-powered Rule 63 Nightwing cosplay. Mmmhmm.
With Rise of the Tomb Raider (I fucking deplore that name tho) revealed at E3, it only seems fitting to drop some Lara Croft cosplay. I’m stoked for the game, I’m stoked for the cosplay, the needle of Diet Dew mainlined to my heart has me prepped for death, and stoked about a lot! Hit the jump for the full shot.
Cause she’s a fucking mechromancer! Oh, you don’t like that? WHATEVER. It’s E3, I’m blogging up a fucking storm, and the only way I’ve been able to sustain this mania is through like eight Diet Mountain Dews. Enjoy this cosplay while I go into the bathroom and seize.