A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away there existed a group of individuals known collectively as the cosplayers. The cosplayers were once a peaceful and secluded race, yet recently they have grown increasingly feral in their pursuit of natural resources. Entire planets left ravaged in their wake, the cosplayers' search for materials knows no bounds and fewer limits.
The reason for such acts of destruction are simple. In order to sustain their audacious lifestyles the cosplayers require a vast quantity of items. Their quest for the perfect attire is one fraught with danger, hard labor and potential ridicule. However, despite this the work of the cosplayers continues relentlessly into the night. Allow us to once again observe their illusions of grandeur.
This is a tale of fake fur, plastic bags and cardboard, eternally retold.
Surely he could carry the drink with his robotic arms... Looks like he could bench press a zebra... Bank job... With his next game delayed, Sonic spends some quiet time in the library... These are fake arms... Whatever happened to Ronald and his friends... Wonky ears... Dinner and a movie... Does this mean he has three eyes... Also known as Transit Investments for Greenhouse Gas and Energy Reduction... Girls who are boys, who like boys to be girls, who do boys like their girls, who do girls like their boys, always should be someone you really love... Dumped... The fundamental things apply... Five o'clock shadow... Where's the other guy... The fantasy is now a nightmare... Gas mark 6 and cook for 40 minutes basting regularly... So you think you can dress...
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