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Halloween 25

Halloween 25

€93,00
€93,00
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High quality, factory injected (steel mold), fully articulated figure. This is NOT a 3D print! Custom design. Limited number for collectors and diorama builders. Same quality as the toys you enjoyed in the 80s.

In the tradition of Garbage Pail Kids and the Simpsons' Halloween specials, here's our alternate Halloween timeline.


- Master Ghoul-da (with bone/coat/Bloodpool/Collector's card)
- Chillrow Wood (with bone/Bloodpool/Collector's card)
- Grabba 'n Gutt (with bone/Bloodpool/Collector's card)
- Zombie snakes

If you buy the set you'll get the zombie snakes for free :)

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Grabba N’Gutt

Our story starts on the fateful day when Mosep Binneed, one of Jabba’s top accountants, took delivery of a Camtono smuggled out of Cloud City, which was supposed to contain 5.5 billion intact ZOM-B virus particles.

 Being an extremely diligent accountant, and also somewhat delirious from drinking curdled blue milk at lunch, Mosep decided he’d have to count them. Coincidentally, he turned out to be one of only three individuals in the galaxy with a high resistance to the virus, and so he managed to count to almost half a billion before finally succumbing to infection.

 The transformation was complete by nightfall and Mosep was never the same again – Grabba N’Gutt, as he’d soon be known, was born.

 To his eternal credit, Grabba continued to keep Jabba’s books in perfect order in between violent flesh eating fits and murderous rampages through the night-time streets of Mos Eisley.

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Chillrow Wood

Willrow Hood was a highly punctual and extremely efficient Bespin worker – who also happened to be a raging kleptomaniac smuggler on weekends.

 One day he ran off with a stolen Camtono shipping container which, upon opening, turned out to contain a sample of the ZOM-B virus (Zenith Organism Manipulation strain B).

 Designed by an Empire employed Mon Calamari scientist, Dr. F’ish, the ZOM-B virus was meant to reanimate dead workers, turning them into easily controlled drones who’d love working unpaid overtime and wouldn’t mind wearing last year’s fashion while doing it.

 However, Willrow was still alive when infected, and so the virus had a bastard of a time controlling his bio-circuitry, ending up inverting and amplifying some of his most base desires.

 Known now only as Chillrow Wood, although not intimately and not by many (not for long anyway), ex-Willrow roams the basement levels of Cloud City looking for soft serve brains to eat and a purple sofa to sit on while doing it. 

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Master Ghoul-da

During his exile, Yoda would venture out of Dagobah hiding every decade or so, mainly to stock up on instant noodles and batteries for his favorite light. It was during one of these trips that he got stung by a mosquito that had just feasted on Grabba ‘N Gutt (who had just been infected with the ZOM-B reanimation virus).   

 Strong in the force and uniquely well-balanced, master Yoda fought these new inner-demons expertly. In fact, he was just about to declare himself the triumphant winner when he suddenly realized he’d been munching on Ithorian brains for the better part of the last half hour.

 “Royally Fucked, I am,” he muttered to himself.

 Finally noticing his impromptu feast, the bartender of the dimly lit establishment which Ghoul-da had subconsciously invaded, immediately blurted out: “We don’t serve your kind in here!”

 Finely tuned to spot any kind of racism, Ghoul-da responded: “And that would be what kind, hmm?”

 The bartender seemed taken aback. Wasn’t it obvious?

“The kind,” he hissed, “that brings in their own food!”

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Payment charged solely for the effort needed to create a unique, 80s style inspired parody design.

Ages 40 and up ;)

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