It was actually just a preview, but it was still pretty exciting.
Transcript:
Mr Bugg is a mage, holding a staff with a knob on the end in one hand and a ball of mana, ready to throw, in the other. Mrs Bugg is some kind of whackass street samurai, with a machine pistol and sword, ready to inflict damage on someone, dammit.
The text reads: “The alpha release of Shadowbugg Online is out … what will the buggs liberate first?”
I remember how excited we were to play Lego Marvel Superheroes … until it turned out to be a bit crap. Alas.
Transcript:
Mr Bugg is decked out as Wolverbugg, adamantium claws extended and slicing up enemies all over the place. Meanwhile, Mrs Bugg is rocking the Spiderbugette look, swinging by on a thread of spiderweb and shooting compact and deadly balls of webbing at the bad guys, decapitating one in the process.
The text reads: Lego Buggs for the win!!! Wolverbugg and Spiderbugette slaughter some minions.”
Oh, man, how much do Loki and I love Costume Quest? It is not measurable with existing technology.
Transcript:
Mr Bugg is the spaceman, complete with homemade jetpack (2-liter bottles) and a space sword. Meanwhile, Mrs Bugg is the knight, her armor and shield both emblazoned with ankhs. They are clearly about to enter battle.
The text reads: “Retro Costume Quest Buggs FTW!”
I love how we just play the game, but the Buggs get to go on actual runs.
Also, I really want a datajack.
Transcript:
Mr Bugg kneels in front of a computer terminal, a fiber optic cable running from the datajack in his skull to the his cyberdeck, undoubtedly trying to bypass security or get the codes to the vault or something. Meanwhile, Mrs Bugg has his back, waving a smartlinked submachine gun, and a cutlass for some reason, and prepared to defend Mr Bugg to the death. A shadowrun is happening like whoa.
The text reads: “Mrs Bugg covers Mr Bugg with her Ingram submachine bugg, Hopefully this bugrun will end in lots of jellly beans. “
Man, I hope I get a superpower!
I think I would like to be able to stop time — not to play jokes on people or cheat at gambling or anything, although I might think about it — no, I would use it to get a full night’s sleep every fucking night. Think about it: I’d start to fall asleep, stop time, sleep until I’m done, and not be awoken by the sun or strange noises or the corndogg barking at the ninjas or the trash guys or high-speed kittens to the face or anything.
Man, that would be the business.
Transcript:
Mr and Mrs Bugg are modelling their XBugg cosplay: Mrs Bugg is in full Wolverine mode, her adamantium claws extended and ready to slice and dice. She is also rocking a cape, a full-head mask with pointy ears, and what looks for all the world like a vest over a tshirt and Underoos, but I don’t judge. Maybe it’s yellow spandex. Anyway! Mr Bugg is also rocking a cape and full-face mask, with his own underoos, and he has a couple fingers pressed to his forehead while waves of psychic energy pour off him.
The text reads: “In the not too distant future, there will be a rising of the mutant buggs – the X Buggs”
Bet you five bucks Mrs Bugg has John Williams’ score thundering through her head at this point.
Also, I’m really glad she didn’t choose to do the spider scene.
Transcript:
Mr Bugg stands next to a pit of huge spikes, one hand to his mouth in horror as the other waves to try to get the attention of Mrs Bugg, who is not paying attention, as she needs all her concentration to swing over the pit hanging from a whip she has attached to a branch. She is wearing a sporty hat (with bow on top) and a pistol holstered on her hips. Adventure is happening all over the place.
The text reads: “Duh Du Du Duh … Mrs Bugg is cosplaying without a net.”
It’s important to round out a busy day of phone testing with some nice, relaxing cosplay.
Transcript:
Mr Bugg is wearing a bow tie, because they’re cool. He’s holding a glowing sonic screwdriver, and standing in front of an antennae’d phone box that is not all it seems to be, I strongly suspect. On the other side of the phone box, Mrs Bugg is wearing a skirt and her usual bow, and her hand is pressed to her mouth, either in delight, or to stifle her scream of horror at something we cannot yet see.
The text reads: “And then some cozplay with a sonic screwdriver.”
Waaaaay back in October, my phone was dying and I was debating the relative merits of a couple new models. Naturally, the Buggs had to assist.
Transcript:
Mr and Mrs Bugg are hard at work. Mr Bugg holds a jackhammer to the face of a smartphone, while Mrs Bugg is wearing a welder’s mask and using some sort of welding torch on yet another smartphone.
The text reads: “All this testing is hard work … and all they know is that there are some fun ways to break phones. Maybe you should choose.”
Also capes. Because Edna isn’t there to tell them “no”.
Transcipt:
Mr Bugg is making cat-claw hands for us, in keeping with his outfit, which features an eyemask, black body suit, whiskers, cat ears and a nose painted on his face. Mrs Bugg is also wearing the black body suit, with a barely-visible black utility belt and a cape. Her mask covers her face and sticks up in pointy bat ears, between which is her bow. She is waving a bat-shaped tool of some description.
The text reads: “Cosplay of Batbugg girl and Catbugboy”
I wonder if they fight over who gets the parrot & who gets the peg leg?
Transcript:
Mr and Mrs Bugg are both cosplaying pirates: Mr Bugg with a patch over one eye and a parrot on his shoulder, Mrs Bugg with a huge beard and a peg leg. They are both waving a cutlass and a flintlock pistol and smiling.
The text reads: “Arrrgghh … the pirates Black Blade and Buggbeard say Hi!”
I’m really sorry this drawing got damp, because it is from one of my favorite scenes from one of my favorite films, and I laughed so hard it was painful. On the other hand, now it looks old and slightly sepia’d, much like the film, so … bonus!
Transcript:
Mrs Bugg is wearing a skirt and
Sunday schoolsaddle shoes, and carrying a record player in its own carrying case, along with a purse, in which we can clearly see the blunt shape of safety scissors. Mr Bugg is wearing a coonskin cap and thick glasses, with a large pack and bedroll on his back. He is carrying a rifle and wearing stout hiking shoes. They are clearly setting off on high adventure.The text reads: “Into the wilderness, with a coon tail hat, Sunday shoes, a record player and lefty scissors.”
I’m frankly amazed that there’s an armorer capable of making platemail arms and legs that narrow.
Transcript:
Mr Bugg has chosen to cosplay as Robin Hood, with the sporty feathered cap and quiver slung over his back, bow and arrow to hand. Mrs Bugg is going for the full-on medieval knight thing, with some impressive platemail. She is holding … a halberd? Pike? Some huge fuckoff weapon anyway. It goes without saying that her helmet is topped with a bow.
The text reads: “Nothing good in history, so the buggs just thought they would try on outfits.”
Do you guys fully understand how happy it makes me to see Bugg Vader with a juice box complete with bendy straw? It is off-the-fucking-charts happy. It is not-measurable-with-existing technology happy. It is private-smile-for-hours happy.
It is one of those tiny, easy-to-miss details of these drawings that make me so very, very glad that I have a sweetie who likes to make me smile.
Transcript:
Mrs Bugg is rocking the Vader cosplay: Helmet (with bow), cape, black robes and that weird-ass control thingy he was rocking on his chest. Mr Bugg is a stormtrooper, and they both have a gun in one hand, and, in the other, a tray, on which reposes their lunch (I’m guessing sandwiches, string cheese, baby carrots and a clementine), along with a juice box, into which the bendy straw has already been inserted.
The text reads: “The Buggs switched outfits to go get a snack at the cantina.”
Ah, so she’s going to escape. Of course.
Transcript:
A small girl-bugg, wearing a tutu, cleats and the golden forehead-brand of a First Prime Jaffa and brandishing a staff weapon and a ninja trident, is standing amid a veritable trove of cosplay accessories: A lightsaber (which nevertheless looks like a spiky … er … adult novelty), nunchucks, a scimitar, a handgun of some description, a soccer ball, a P90, boots with spurs and a couple of headbands, one with elf-ears and the other with what may be a halo, for reasons best left unexplored.
The text reads: “The possible future bugg shows how cute she could be if you approve. Please don’t tell her possible future parents she escaped.”
Quick! You must find a way to end this fight at once and go rescue your girlfriend!
Transcript:
In the background, swarthy desert-dwelling buggs are carrying away Marion Ravenbugg, who had tried to hide in a large woven basket. Meanwhile, Dr Bugg, in a dashing fedora and brandishing a huge and fearsome whip, is nevertheless about to shoot Mrs Bugg (herself in swarthy desert-dweller cosplay, with huge curved sword and … beard? Half-veil? I think it’s best not to ask … anyway, SOMETHING obscuring the lower half of her face), because he is constipated and cannot be bothered with the elaborate fight scene that had been scripted. All true.
The text reads: “Oh no Dr Bugg”
I think Mrs Bugg is aiming at his butt on purpose.
Transcript:
Mr Bugg is a blindfolded Bugg Skywalker, holding a lightsaber and trying to hit Mrs Bugg, who is the spherical flying droid that’s lasering him in the butt. His expression of pain and annoyance tells us he has not yet hit the droid.
The text reads: “Use the force, Bugg Skywalker!”
I love the fact that a First Prime and an SG team member are holding hands.
Transcript:
Mr Bugg is rocking the tactical vest, holstered sidearm and P90 of an SG team member, and holding the hand of Mrs Bugg, intimidating in her full Jaffa First Prime outfit, complete with cape, staff weapon and gigantic helmet with the symbol of her god, π.
The text reads: “The buggs holding hands at Buggacon.”
Glad to see Mr Bugg is finally in the right universe!
Transcript:
Mr Bugg is again Bugg Solo, but without holster this time. Mrs Bugg is Princess Leia. They’re holding hands and brandishing blasters, smiling broadly because they know their costumes rock.
The text reads: “The Buggs at Buggacon.”
VADER WITH A JUICE BOX, YOU GUYS.
I am dead from cute.
Transcript:
Mr Bugg is in full-on
DarthBugg Vader gear — helmet, cape, the works — and holding a tray with food and a juice box, complete with bendy straw. It is unclear if his meal is pasta all’arrabiata, but let’s go ahead and say that it is. Mrs Bugg is a stormtrooper, also holding a tray with a meal and a juice box in one hand, and a blaster in the other. We know it’s Mrs Bugg because of the bow on her helmet, which I’m sure totally did not contravene the Death Star dress code.The text reads: “Death Star Cantina.
Bugg Vader does not need a tray.”
There is nothing I do not love about this.
Transcript:
Mr Bugg is rocking the tactical vest, with a P90 at the ready and a sidearm in a holster slung low on his hips. Mrs Bugg has the stoic expression of a Jaffa, along with a tattoo on her forehead and a staff weapon in her hand. Behind them, a ramp leads to a Stargate, with active wormhole.
The text reads: “Sometimes you have to cosplay.”