Mass Effect: He Who Laughs Last

I swear I remember one of you requesting more media. Did I get that wrong? Either way, guess what you're getting!

PS, I am not kidding, this is the time to start making requests of me. Don't forget where we're going next!

Let's do a comic, because I'm flat out of books yo. Here's the cool thing about Mass Effect: He Who Laughs Last -- it's free to read online! It was a part of Free Comic Book Day, a day in which the comic book industry fails to get me to like them. You can read it right here if you make yourself a free account on Darkhorse.

He Who Laughs Last is an origin story for Joker. Just real quick, here's some background information that you need that the comic doesn't provide. Mass Effect begins when humanity finds a mass relay and launches themselves out into Mass Effect space.

Basically, they landed right into the lap of the turians. This went well.

No it didn't, it led us face first into the First Contact War, a war in which both sides kicked each other's ass until the Citadel Council called a ceasefire.

Then humans and turians figured out how to get along together long enough to build everyone's favorite sex boat.

Later, Shepard would fuck a turian on this ship. Sunrise, sunset.

Before Mordin ever lectured Shepard on swallowing semen, there was a plucky little pilot named Joker who just so happened to take the turian general Invectus to Arcturus Station for the Normandy's first test flight.

You know what I love about turians? There are nine thousand turian military members in Mass Effect canon and no one gives a fuck about any of them. How many General Invectus cosplayers do you know? How about Lieutenant Abrudas? Desolas? Garkko? All of these fuckers have roles in the canon and names and histories and you had to look each of those up. They've all been in MSPixel, no excuses! I bet you know the human characters, though. Or the asari. Quick, who was Shiala?

Speaking of bullshit obscure Mass Effect characters, Captain Dillard is rolling down the hallway. Who's Dillard? Who cares. But he's there with Anderson, and that's a guy we know, so that's rad.

Wait, no it's not, we all know how it ends when Anderson walks down a hall with someone.

Okay but really.

In the control room:

After some brief investigation, it turns out whoever the jackass is, he stowed away on the Normandy, and he isn't coming out.

ooookay so it's time to blow up the Normandy then I guess

... whoa, he can hella dodge!

Well, Lieutenant First Class Jeff Moreau, it's time to arrest your ass!

... they are delightfully inconsistent on how Joker gets around. Like, those two dudes are just holding him like a rug. No crutches? No one offered him a chair? What the hell?

... no, really, ta daaaa, that's how Joker got to be the pilot of the Normandy.

The price was right, I guess.