Check out this relaxin’ clone of Jango Fett. Yeah, sorry man. Went there. He’s seen some shit in his day, and he’s also the only Stormtrooper to not  eat an errant blaster bolt. Now he unwinds getting shitfaced on margaritas and talking about all his bros that he has left behind. Towards the end of the evening he pukes into his helmet, snot running out of his mouth and vomit out of his nose. Continually he apologizes, telling us he just gets so damned lonely, and space isn’t the only place that’s cold.

The same beauty that brought the cosplay world this Lizbeth from BioShock: Infinite  has struck again. This time cosplaying the female Commander Shepard from Mass Effect 3. Wowzers. I’m sold.

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Oh shit! Yeah man, when you bring a horse into the game everything changes. Everything.

If you were expecting anything other than Ron Jeremy dressed as Mario, sorry to disappoint.

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Oh Sweet Baby Jesus in Heaven, praise you. Praise you for this wonderful monument to the glory of spandex, the female form, and the X-Men. There are fewer testaments to your will and grace that I can think of, though I should mention I’m having a hard time thinking straight at all right now.

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Ooph! Check out Hellgirl. She’s like Ron Perlman but instead of a huge demonic dong quaking underneath the leather chaps, she’s got red jubjubs. It’s a fair trade, right?

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Gracious me, look at this portrayal of Morrigan from Dragon Age: Origins. I’m not saying that I’m willing to sacrifice myself to some evil succubus temptress lady (I’m not really sure what she is, I powered through the dialogue in that generic-ass story), but I was I’d probably start with her.

This Game of Thrones  cosplay is pretty swank, save for the fact that I would much rather be seeing  Viserys rocking the crown that was promised to him.

…All due respect to Miles Morales, but Imma go ahead and tap in Beyonce as my favorite Spider-Man. Just imagining her running around in a skin-tight Spidey suit has me…wait for it…slinging some webbing of my own. Too easy. I know. I fail. I know, I know. Leave me alone.

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Oh shit! Now that the Ninja Turtles are done with the secret of the ooze, Wicket has been pounding it like a motherfucker. He’s grown strong like bull, and now he intends on plowing the nonsense out of a gorgeous wampa babe. Sometimes it pays to be born on the forest moon of Endor.