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Tuesday, September 15, 2009


So, you've come back for more, have ya? Well, here we go with more from the cornucopia of convention chaos!

Pimpin' it Wile E. Coyote-style.

Corsair of the Starjammers.

"Choose wisely and do not see INDIANA JONES AND THE KINGDOM OF THE CRYSTAL SKULL. I suggest JOYSTICKS as a preferable alternative."

Captain America, Mon-El, and Iceman.

Man, I love that shield!
Amanda Conner, sketching her ass off.

Award-winning writer/artist Darwyn Cooke as Winnie the Pooh, for no apparent reason. Why the hell not? I've certainly seen weirder shit...

Is it just me, or do the boots add a certain something to the serial killer/child molester-ness of this disturbing apparition?

Darwinnie the Pooh sketches for a confused fan.

Ever wonder what it would look like if Winnie the Pooh tried to sexually assault the Flaming Carrot? Well, wonder no more.

A meeting of titans.

A sweet-faced Tinkerbell.

Deathstroke the Terminator, portrayed by a member of the New York Jedi.

The Disco Dazzler.

The Dazzler checks her skates.

Dr. Girlfriend.

Dr. Clayton Forrester: in town from Deep 13 and taking a break from torturing the innocent with bad movies.

Ditko-era Peter Parker, as portrayed by Thor Parker of Manhattan's Midtown Comics Grand central. Sheer perfection.

Disney Princesses take five. Hey, man, those heels are brutal!

Not Zoot, but her identical twin sister, Dingo. (NOTE: if you don't get it, see MONTY PYTHON AND THE HOLY GRAIL and all will be made clear.)

Apparently God has seen TWILIGHT.

This was the first time I ever saw someone rock a Gatchaman costume at a con. Well done, sir (and I won't subtract points for the helmet's faceplate because that thing would be a bitch and a half to build).
Little Alex says, "Moloko Plus. It does a body good."

I would like to express my heartfelt appreciation of these women (and others like them who were present) who not only love A CLOCKWORK ORANGE, but also don't subscribe to the frequently-espoused point of view that the film is nothing but a wall-to-wall festival of gratuitous and graphic rape scenes. They know better because they've actually seen the movie. I don't care if folks don't like the movie but please get your facts right before talking shit. Seriously, these ladies are okay by me.
A trio of charming fantasy ladies. I particularly applaud the believable goat legs.

A time-warp back to the 1970's: Electra-Woman and Dyna-Girl.

El Hombre Wonder, er, Wonder Man.

Edward Scissorhands Goths the place up.

Albus Dumbledore.

Every geek convention's bar should have decor to match the spirit, and Dragon Con scores extra credit for making with this huge and artsy-fartsy Klingon Empire symbol.

Yours truly, once used as a model for a character in TRANSMETROPOLITAN, rocking an amazing crocheted rectal prolapse gun from that very series. It was at about this time that the tequila began to flow in copious amounts and Suicidal Tendencies' "Two Wrongs Don't make A Right (But They Make me Feel A Whole Lot Better)" started playing in my head...

A delightful gaggle of convention goddesses.

The timeless wonder of Bettie Page.

The Pimp in the Hat.

This is why one should hang out at the bar during cons.

Wee Jill Friedman — decked out as a TORCHWOOD lesbian — meets and greets with Wolverine.

Jill tries (and fails) to out-cute a cuddly puppy.

Mr. Freeze and Poison Ivy.

One of the con's highlights: the greatest Slave Leia ever. Seriously, this dude had elephant balls!


1 comment:

Satyrblade said...

Actually, the "God hates fangs" bit comes from True Blood. If, however, God has seen Twilight, the sentiment still applies.