It’s the Daughter of the Bride of Frankenscalzi!

And thus completes the Frankenscalzi trifecta. Happy Halloween, everybody.

Comments

  1. scorpius says:

    So, are you going to use these for your Christmas cards?

  2. John Scalzi says:

    No. Not nearly enough blood spatter for Christmas cards.

  3. John Barnes says:

    What, no Rabbit of the Daughter of the Bride of Frankenscalzi?

  4. Redski says:

    Nice. Impressed.

  5. Doc RocketScience says:

    Wait, I thought Athena was going as a Redshirt. I’m so confuzzled.

  6. Doc, this is clearly her reanimated corpse.

  7. hugh57 says:

    Doc: She did. She died. Now she’s Undead.

  8. Gulliver says:

    Happy Halloween!
    And, dude, the Daughter of the Bride of Frankenscalzi is by far the most sinister looking of the three. Scary!

  9. Ginn says:

    Happy, happy!

    (She’s really rockin’ that ‘do, dude.)

  10. Polychrome says:

    Yep, definitely a skunk.

  11. uleaguehub says:

    [Deleted because it's definitely not on topic. Dude, e-mail works fine for stuff like this -- JS]

  12. uleaguehub says:

    Profound apologies for the off-topicality. Would have loved to e-mail, couldn’t find any way to do so. Very slow today.
    Also Dudette. Dudess. Dudarina. Something like that.

  13. Origuy says:

    A zombie Redshirt would be pretty awesome.

  14. Lurkertype says:

    “Dude” has been a gender-neutral term for decades. Addressing a group as “you guys” doesn’t preclude the inclusion of women.

    I think a FrankenRedshirt is a very logical development. What else are ya gonna do with all the corpses while you’re out on your 5 year mission with advanced science?

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