FALL OF THE GOOD: A Masters of the Universe Short Story


“Help me,” said the voice feebly. Adam turned around. Then he saw the woman. She was old, barely able to keep upright. Only a stick, carved from an old branch, held her upright.

Adam had come to the market of Eternis to buy his favorite fruit. Drakata, the sweet fruit from Kandoria, was famous for its taste. Then he suddenly heard a lamentation from a dark alley. An old woman sat on the ground in the dust. Adam went to her.

“What can I do for you?” Adam asked in a friendly voice. The old woman began to tell. That she and her daughter had been lost in the forest. Suddenly her daughter had gone. In the jungle jungle she could not find them. With her last strength she had dragged herself into the capital of Eternia.

“I’ll help you,” Adam said with a determined voice. The old man’s face lit up at the same time. “Come with me, I’ll lead you to the place where we lost ourselves,” she said.

Adam went out of town with her. They walked through the woods of Evergreen Forest. They walked for a long time and the forest became more and more a dense jungle. Then the old woman pointed to a mountain top. “The mountain of Tanmut,” murmured Adam. This was the highest mountain of Eternia. Its peak lay in the clouds.

Adam and the old woman climbed the narrow spiral staircase, which led round the whole piece to the mountain. Around them came the thundering waters close to them. From the top of the mountain, the water fell downwards.

Arrived at the summit, Adam looked around. A strange place to come with his daughter, he thought. He looked for the plateau of the mountain. Were there animal prints on the damp ground? They looked like a panther’s  paw print…

… suddenly a piercing pain pierced Adam’s head. He sank to the ground. Something hit him hard on the head. Dazed, he turned his head and looked behind him. Above his head, two emerald green eyes flashed. A large, purple head came into his sight. He heard a dark, menacing roar. It was Panthor, Skeletor’s beast of prey. Panthor withdrew his powerful paw with which he had stretched Adam to the ground.

“Surprise,” a croaking female voice sounded. A pale, yellow face grinned at him. Evil-Lyn. Skeletor’s Demon Princess. Adam gasped heavily: “A trap.” “Indeed,” Evil-Lyn rejoiced. At that moment, she threw the dirty cape to the ground with which she and her charm had disguised old woman. “And you are very willingly tapped into it, naive prince. And your goodness will now be your doom. ”

With these words, Panthor pushed the dazed body of the prince piece by piece toward the abyss. Shortly before the edge, Evil-Lyn waved at him and said with a demonic voice: “And there was now one less in our way. Fall deep and rest in peace, little prince! “. With these words, Panthor pushed Adam over the edge of the hill.

Adam was now in free fall, gearing towards the bottom of the mountain. He heard the cruel laughter of Evil-Lyn in his ears. The thundering water shot him in the face and spun him in all directions. But that also aroused him from his dizziness. Only a few seconds and he would hit the ground. Adam would not survive that. But he would be able to become someone who could.

Adam now reached over his shoulder and got hold of the handle of his Power Sword. The force of the waterfall flipped him upside down. He almost dropped his sword. But he had it now firmly in his hand. He quickly pulled it out. “By the power of Grayskull!”. He shouted out full force. Water penetrated deep into his mouth. He gasped and coughed. With great effort he pressed the following words from his throat: “I have the Power!”.

Gleaming light now colored the waterfall into an unreal light. With brutal force, the power of Grayskull caused the water molecules to burst. For a fraction of a second the waterfall had now stopped. And He-Man could be seen clearly within it.

Milliseconds later, the strongest man of the universe struck to the ground at the foot of the waterfall. Stones and water were flying in all directions. Smallest drops of water obscured the view. Slowly the haze faded. And then there was He-Man. Upright. Standing in the water. Looking grimly.

After Panthor had pushed Adam over the cliff, Evil-Lyn had hitched on Panthor and had begun with the mighty beast the descent from the mountain. She smiled. She would bring to Skeletor the good news of the death of Prince Adam. ‘The Fall of the Good’. In the literal sense. She laughed. King Randor would be inconsolable about the death of his son. He would grieve. Withdraw from public life. Eternia would be vulnerable. And then Skeletor would strike. Use this weakness and seize the power.

“Kindness is not a weakness. It shows the true size of a man.” With these words, He-Man stopped Evil-Lyn at the foot of the mountain. She looked at him in surprise. “He-…” She would not be able to finish that sentence. Now He-Man had used the surprise moment for himself. With his mighty hands, he grabbed Panthor’s head with his bare hands and pushed the mighty animal firmly to the ground. Evil-Lyn was dropped and fell into the mud. He-Man drew his sword and held it close to Panthor’s eye. Quietly he said: “ONE movement.” The animal understood. It did not move an inch.

Adam went over to Evil-Lyn. “You? But … Adam? “She stammered. “Caught his fall” said He-Man with a serious expression. “But we’re not talking about him, but about you.” With these words, he grabbed Skeletor’s evil servant at her feet. She fell and then he dragged  here to a tree. He pulled a liana from that tree. He tied Lyn and put her on Panthor.

“Move, you ugly cat, move.” The animal obeyed. He-Man followed the two with a sword. After a long march, they arrived at Snake Mountain. The dawn had set in. The sky above the fortress of evil was bathed in an unreal blue mist. It smelled of putrefaction.

“Skeletor!” shouted He-Man. Silence. Movement in the castle. The Evil Lord of Destruction looked suspiciously out of a window of Snake Mountain. Standing safely behind a barred window. Kobra Khan, Two-Bad and Webstor stood next to him.

He-Man let the mud-lubricated and visibly frayed Evil-Lyn come into sight . At her sight, Skeletor took a deep breath. His red eyes glowed. He was furious. What a humiliation brought onto him by He-Man.

“Skeletor, I’ll bring back your vassal. She has failed. I thought she should tell you how everything went. I think you have a lot to discuss. ” With these words, he dropped the captured Evil-Lyn off Panthor. He-man then turned and walked slowly back towards the forest. Two-Bad and Webstor wanted to follow him. Skeletor made a gesture in their direction and said: “No! We are warriors, not cowards. We do not ambush our enemies.” With these words he turned his head slowly to Evil-Lyn. He looked at her silently. She lowered her head and looked to the ground. Now she could only hope for Skeletor’s kindness.




Der Fall des Guten (Eine Masters of the Universe Kurzgeschichte)


„Hilf‘ mir“, rief die Stimme schwach. Adam drehte sich um. Dann sah er die Frau. Sie war alt, konnte sich kaum noch aufrecht halten. Nur ein aus einem alten Ast geschnitzter Stock hielt sie aufrecht.

Adam war auf den Markt von Eternis gekommen, um seine Lieblingsfrucht zu kaufen. Drakata, die Süßfrucht aus Kandoria, war berühmt für ihren Geschmack. Dann hatte er plötzlich ein Wehklagen aus einer dunklen Gasse gehört. Eine alte Frau saß dort auf dem Boden im Staub. Adam ging zu ihr.

„Was kann ich für Dich tun?“, fragte Adam mit freundlicher Stimme. Die alte Frau begann zu erzählen. Dass sie und ihre Tochter sich verlaufen hatten im Wald. Plötzlich war ihre Tochter weggewesen. Im Gestrüpp des Dschungels konnte sie diese nicht finden. Mit letzter Kraft hatte sie sich in die Hauptstadt Eternias geschleppt.

„Ich helfe Dir“, sagte Adam mit entschlossener Stimme. Das Gesicht der Alten hellte sich zugleich auf. „Komm‘ mit mir, ich führe Dich zu der Stelle, an der wir uns verloren haben“, sagte sie.

Adam ging mit ihr aus der Stadt. Hinaus durch die Wälder des Evergreen Forest. Sie liefen eine lange Zeit und der Wald wurde immer mehr zu einem dichten Dschungel. Dann zeigte die alte Frau auf eine Bergspitze. „Der Berg von Tanmut“, murmelte Adam. Das war der höchste Berg von Eternia. Seine Spitze lag in den Wolken.

Adam und die alte Frau erklommen die schmale Wendeltreppe, die ringsum Stück für Stück zum Berg hinaufführte. Um sie herum brach tosendes Gewässer dicht neben ihnen herunter. Denn von der Spitze des Berges fiel das Wasser sturzartig herab.

Angekommen am Gipfel schaute Adam sich um. Ein komischer Platz, um mit seiner Tochter herzukommen, dachte er. Er suchte das Plateau des Berges ab. Waren das Spuren am feuchten Boden? Das sahen aus wie Panthertatzen…

… plötzlich durchzog ein stechender Schmerz Adams Kopf. Er sank zu Boden. Etwas hatte ihn hart am Kopf getroffen. Benommen drehte er seinen Kopf um und schaute hinter sich. Über seinem Kopf blitzten zwei smaragdgrüne Augen. Ein großer, purpurner Kopf senkte sich herab. Er vernahm ein dunkles, bedrohliches Grollen. Panthor. Der Kampfpanther des Bösen. Er fuhr seine mächtige Tatze wieder ein, mit der er Adam zu Boden gestreckt hatte.

„Überraschung!“ tönte eine krächzende Frauenstimme. Ein fahles, gelbliches Gesicht grinste ihn an. Evil-Lyn. Skeletors Dämonenfürstin. Adam keuchte schwer: „Eine Falle.“ „In der Tat“, frohlockte Evil-Lyn. In diesem Moment warf sie den schmutzigen Umhang zu Boden, mit dem sie und ihr Zauber sich alte Frau getarnt hatte. „Und Du bist sehr bereitwillig in sie getappt, naiver Prinz. Und Deine Güte wird dir nun zum Verhängnis.“

Mit diesen Worten schob Panthor den benommenen Körper des Prinzen Stück für Stück in Richtung des Abgrunds. Kurz vor der Kante winkte ihm Evil-Lyn schadenfroh zu und sagte mit dämonischer Stimme: „Und da war es nun einer weniger, der uns im Weg steht. Falle tief und ruhe sanft, kleiner Prinz!“. Mit diesen Worten schob Panthor Adam über die Bergkante.

Adam fiel ins Bodenlose und er hörte das grausame Lachen Evil-Lyns in seinen Ohren. Das tosende Wasser schoss ihm ins Gesicht und wirbelte ihn im freien Fall in alle Richtungen. Doch das erweckte ihn auch aus seiner Benommenheit. Nur noch wenige Sekunden und er würde am Fuße des Berges auf den Boden aufschlagen. Adam konnte das nicht überleben. Doch er würde zu jemandem werden können, der es konnte.

Adam griff nun über seine Schulter und bekam den Griff seines Schwerts zu fassen. Der Wasserfall riss ihn im freien Flug erneut herum. Beinahe hätte er die Waffe fallen gelassen. Doch er hatte das Schwert nun wieder fest in der Hand. Blitzschnell zog er es aus seiner Schwertscheide. „Bei der Macht von Grayskull!“. Er schrie. Wasser drang tief in seinen Mund ein. Er keuchte und hustete. Mit gewaltiger Anstrengung presste er nun die weiteren Worte aus seiner Kehle: „Ich habe die Zauberkraft!“.

Gleißendes Licht färbte nun den Wasserfall in eine unwirkliche Lichtsäue. Mit brachialer Kraft ließ die Macht von Grayskull die Wassermoleküle zerbersten. Für den Bruchteil einer Sekunde war der Wasserfall nun unterbrochen. Und umso deutlicher sah man He-Man.

Millisekunden später schlug der stärkste Mann des Universums am Fuße des Wasserfalls am Boden ein. Steine, Holz und Wassermassen flogen in alle Richtungen. Kleinste Wassertropfen hüllten alles ein und vernebelte die Sicht. Langsam verzog sich der Dunst. Und dann stand dort He-Man. Aufrecht. Knietief im Wasser. Grimmig dreinblickend.

Nachdem Panthor Adam über die Klippe gestoßen hatte, war Evil-Lyn auf Panthor aufgesattelt und hatte mit dem mächtigen Tier den Abstieg vom Berg begonnen. Sie lächelte, würde sie Skeletor doch die frohe Botschaft von dem Ableben von Prinz Adam überbringen. ‚Der Fall des Guten’. Im wörtlichen und übertragenen Sinne. Sie lachte schadenfroh in sich hinein. König Randor würde untröstlich über den Tod seines Sohnes sein. Er würde sich grämen. Zurückziehen. Eternia würde führungsschwach sein. Und dann würde Skeletor zuschlagen. Diese Schwäche ausnutzen und die Macht an sich reißen.

„Güte ist keine Schwäche. Sie zeigt die wahre Größe eines Mannes.“ Mit diesen Worten begrüßte He-Man Evil-Lyn am Fuße des Berges. Diese wurde jäh aus ihren Gedanken gerissen. „He-….“ Weiter kam sie nicht. Nun hatte He-Man das Überraschungsmoment für sich genutzt. Mit seinen gewaltigen Händen packte er blitzartig Panthors Kopf und drückte das gewaltige Tier fest zu Boden. Evil-Lyn wurde abgeworfen und fiel in den Dreck. He-Man zog sein Zauberschwert und hielt es dicht an Panthors Auge. Ruhig sagte er: „Eine Bewegung.“ Das Tier verstand. Es blieb liegen.

Adam ging rüber zu Evil-Lyn. „Du? Aber … Adam?“ stammelte sie. „Aufgefangen“, sagte He-Man mit ernster Miene. „Aber reden wir nicht über ihn, sondern über Dich.“ Mit diesen Worten packte er Skeletors Helferin an den Füßen und schliff sie über den Boden. Dann zog er eine Liane von einem Baum. Er fesselte Lyn und setzte sie auf Panthor.

„Auf, Dämonenkatze, lauf.“ Das Tier gehorchte. He-Man folgte den beiden mit dem Schwert in Anschlag. Nach einem langen Marsch kamen sie bei Snake Mountain an. Die Dämmerung hatte eingesetzt. Der Himmel über der Festung des Bösen war in einen unwirklichen blauen Nebel getaucht. Es roch nach Fäulnis.

„Skeletor“, rief He-Man. Stille. Bewegung im Schloss. Der Fürst der Dunkelheit schaute argwöhnisch aus der Festung. Sicher hinter einem vergitterten Fenster stehend. Auch Kobra Khan, Two-Bad und Webstor kam nun ins Sichtfeld.

He-Man ließ die schlammbeschmierte und sichtlich mitgenommene Evil-Lyn absteigen. Bei ihrem Anblick holte Skeletor tief Luft. Seine roten Augen leuchten in den dunklen Schädelhöhlen auf. Er war außer sich vor Wut. Welch‘ eine Demütigung.

„Skeletor, ich bringe dir Deine Vasallin zurück. Sie hat versagt. Ich dachte mir, sie sollte Dir selbst erzählen, wie alles gelaufen ist. Ich denke, Ihr habt viel zu besprechen.“

Mit diesen Worten ließ er die gefesselte Evil-Lyn stehen. Er drehte sich um und ging langsam zurück in den Wald. Two-Bad und Webstor wollten vorpreschen und ihm folgen. Skeletor machte mit seiner Hand eine abwehrende Geste in ihre Richtung: „Nein! Wir sind Krieger, keine Feiglinge. Der Hinterhalt liegt uns nicht.“ Mit diesen Worten drehte er seinen Kopf langsam zu Evil-Lyn. Er schaute sie lange und schweigend an. Sie senkte den Kopf und schaute zu Boden. Nun konnte sie nur noch auf Skeletors Güte hoffen.


05.02.2017/Dies ist das (Fantasie-) Werk eines Masters of the Universe Fans. In Anlehnung an die Filmation Serie und die Europa Hörspiele. Aus Liebe an dieser fantastischen Idee namens He-Man and the Masters of the Universe.

Die Hörgeschichte zur Short Story:

Weitere Kurzgeschichten:

DAS GEFRORENE SCHWERT: Eine Masters of the Universe Kurzgeschichte





THE FROZEN SWORD: A Masters of the Universe Short Story

Prince Adam and his Tiger Cringer had flown with the Wind Raider into the woods of Eternia. There they wanted to look for a rare bird species, which they had read in the Royal Library of Eternia.

The prince and his tiger had just sat down on a large stone to search the treetops for birds. Suddenly they heard a sound. A quiet crash. Something had fallen right in front of her feet. That looked like a small piece of ice. Just then, another of them flew at Adam’s feet. And another one. And then the sky turned dark red.

“A hail storm”, Adam said to Cringer. “Quick, we must find shelter.” Adam and Cringer found a small cave in which they found shelter. Adam did not notice that his Sword of Power had slipped out of his sword sheath. Now it lay on the ground just a few feet away from the cave’s entrance. Adam noticed this now and wanted to get it. But at that moment, thousands of pieces of ice burst from the sky. They struck to the ground with great force. It was no longer possible to go out.

“I’ve never seen a hailstorm like this before on Eternia,” Adam muttered. Something was strange about it. Only Adam did not know what it was at that moment. On the ground now the pieces of ice were piled. They joined together to form a thick blanket. After a short time the grass and the plants could not be seen any more. And the Sword of Power was now under a thick blanket of ice.

Then the storm stopped as suddenly as it had come. Adam and Cringer came out of their shelter. The sun shone again in the sky. Nothing reminded of the violent storm any longer. Adam went to the place where his sword lay. With his hands he tried to break the ice. But he could not get it. The ground was frozen like concrete. From the Wind Raider he took a shovel and tried to break the ice with it. But it was impossible. The ground was hard as steel. Then suddenly the sky darkened over him.

But this time it was not a storm. Rather, it was an aircraft that obscured the sun. It had the form of a helicopter and at the same time the shape of a gigantic dragonfly. “That’s the Fright Fighter,” Adam murmured. And indeed it was the flying fighter helicopter of the evil masters of Eternia. As the fighter approached, Adam saw the pilot: It was Skeletor. Master of Evil. Eternal adversary. Next to him sat Whiplash and Ninjor.

The Fright Fighter landed on the ground. Adam had no way of getting the sword now. And even if he had been able to get the sword, how could he transform himself into the He-Man, the strongest man in the universe, without knowing that Skeletor and his minions would know the secret of his double identity?

Skeletor, Whiplash and Ninjor got out of the Fright Fighter. Skeletor grabbed his ramrod. Whiplash grunted loudly as he forced himself out of the Fighters’ seats. Ninjor immediately drew his great sword. This flashed in the sun. “Well, now, who are we,” said Skeletor, coming slowly to Adam. “The Prince of Eternia and his little cuddly cat.” He laughed throatily. “So all alone out here, dear prince?” Skeletor looked at him grinning. Adam did not answer and looked into the skeletal face with an unmoved expression.

“What a surprise,” continued Skeletor. “As we flew this morning to test our Weather Transformator, I did not realize I would make such a valuable catch today. The PRINCE of Eternia himself! ”

‘Weather Transformator’. Now Adam was clear who had caused the hail storm. Skeletor once again had built a deadly machine.

“Tie them up”, commanded the Master of Evil. Whiplash grunted and put on Adam’s and Cringer’s handcuffs made from Timaranium, the hardest metal to be found on Eternia. “And take them to Snake Mountain in the dungeon,” Skeletor continued.

A short time later Adam and Cringer found themselves in the dungeon of Snake Mountain. Around them was darkness. They were the only prisoners. Through the small window of their cell, they saw the stone serpent head of the Snake Mountain high up on the summit. Through this a river crashed into the depths. The breaking light colored the water red so that it looked like blood to the viewer. A frightening environment for all things that were good.

Adam thought about how he could escape. None of his friends knew that Cringer and he had flown into the forest. Even Man-At-Arms was not informed. And now he could not transform into He-Man. They had to help themselves. Fast. Before Skeletor did something cruel with them.

In front of the cell door, Adam saw a piece of rope. He managed to reach it with his hands. He put it around Cringer’s tiger body. The other end he attached to the grating of his cell window. “Pull, old cat,” exclaimed Adam. “I know you do not have the power of Battle Cat, but you’re still a strong, big cat.” Cringer took a step forward and collected all his strength. And indeed. The grid, rusty from the humidity, moved. Adam came to help Cringer now and pulled strong on the rope. With a jerk the grate window broke loose and fell to the ground.

Adam and Cringer now squeezed through the window. On the other side, they saw that there was a huge lake. It surrounded Snake Mountain. They had no choice. This was the only way out. Cringer and Adam jumped. Luckily they were able to swim well.

The end of the lake led directly into a river. They swam there and drifted downstream from the current. Clinging to a tree trunk, they drifted in the water. For a long time. Then they heard a loud noise. Adam and Cringer looked back at Snake Mountain. Smoke rose above the fortress. Skeletor and his minions had noticed their escape. Adam was now clear: he had to act quickly.

Adam and Cringer went ashore at the next river bend. “We’re not far from our Wind Raider, old friend,” Adam said to his tiger. “Get on my back,” Cringer muttered. And Adam did. Cringer ran off. He did not have the power of Battle Cat, but he was fast and agile anyway. They rode through the jungle at high speed. Past lianas, snakes and waterfalls. Cringer jumped with Adam on his back across pits, tree trunks and stones. Then they reached the clearing where Skeletor had placed them. The Wind Raider was still standing there. And the clearing was still covered in ice.

Adam had to hurry and find a solution quickly. He needed to free his sword from the ice. Skeletor and his minions would be here soon. And a new escape would surely not be so easy. Adam looked around. Then an idea came to him. “What are we doing, Adam?” Cringer muttered. The prince smiled:”At this point, only raw force can help!”. Cringer did not understand. Adam was not the strong He-Man. Adam went to the Wind Raider and took out an ax. He started cutting a tree. He struck the tree for so long until it began to incline. Then he suddenly stopped. He did the same with two more trees.

Then Cringer noticed that all the trees were leaning towards the place where the sword lay on the floor. “The trees need to fall at the same time,” Adam shouted. Cringer understood Adam’s plan. “On my command,” yelled Adam. At the same time he kicked a tree so that it began to fall. Cringer quickly pushed the second and third tree with his head in the right direction. With a loud crash, all three trees fell at the same time.

By the powerful force of the simultaneous impact, the ice broke into a thousand pieces. By the immense force, the Sword of Power was blown out of the ice and flew into the air in a high arc. Now Adam was on the spot. He stood under the sword and caught it with a secure grip. Upon contact with his hand, the magical sword flashed for a brief moment. Adam looked at Cringer and smiled. Then, with a rising voice, he called those words which he had so often said before when imminent danger was ahead: “BY THE POWER OF GRAYSKULL.” He paused a moment and then continued with a much deeper, even more forceful voice. “I HAVE THE POWER!”

Cringer and Adam were plunged into a glaring light. Around them, the air seemed to turn and rise like a tornado’s wake. The two were now no longer visible. Then the bright glow slowly faded and the outline of Adam and Cringer now slowly reappeared. But it was no longer the prince and the cat who were standing there. There in the middle of the clearing were now transformed: He-Man and Battle Cat.

He-Man put the Sword of Power back into his sheath and turned towards Battle Cat. Just at this moment came the Fright Fighter. Surprised, the Evil Lord of Destruction watched down from the cockpit to the ground. Skeletor had expected Adam. Now there was He-Man. Skeletor hesitated a little. Was he afraid of a confrontation? He thought for a moment, then landed the Fright Fighter.

Skeletor, Whiplash and Ninjor got out. In addition, they had brought back reinforcements: also the terrifying Spikor and the master of the evil smell, Stinkor, were on board. Skeletor grinned, showing his ugly teeth: “Ha! Searched for Adam and found He-Man! This is a good day for me.” Without further words, he grabbed his sword and rushed towards He-Man. He-Man repelled the sword. He struck Skeletor’s sword from his hand without much trouble. Briefly, the lord of evil looked irritated. Then he stepped aside and shouted, “Whiplash, Ninjor: Attack him!” The huge reptile man rushed to He-Man and Ninjor also pulled his long sword. In an instant, Battle Cat took off and stormed toward the minions. He rammed the two demons at the same time with his huge armored head. They fell to the ground and remained unconscious.

He-Man did not wait for the attack of the remaining minions. He wanted to put an end all this. He had been out here for too long. With his sword, he cut a large piece from the iced ground. He took the gigantic plate and raised it as if it were a mere leaf. Then he threw it into the direction of the henchmen of Skeletor. They were able to avoid it. But the Fright Fighter behind them was shattered into a thousand pieces.

“This will be a long way home for you,” grinned He-Man. With these words he directed his sword in the direction of Skeletor and his helpers. They instantly retreated and disappeared into the forest. Evil had lost this battle today. Skeletor turned around once more, clenched his fist and shouted, “I’ll see you soon, He-Man.” He-Man stowed his sword, turned and walked over to Battle Cat. In a lowered voice, he said to himself: “I know, Skeletor, I know. And I’ll be waiting.” Then he got onto the back of his mighty warrior cat. Dawn was setting. It was time to go home.

This story was originally published by me in its German language version. Read it here: DAS GEFRORENE SCHWERT: Eine Masters of the Universe Kurzgeschichte
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FAMILY ON ETERNIA: The concept of family in the Masters of the Universe vintage line

As a kid, I always considered Orko to be a child as well. It was only later that I realized there were more variants of the family concept tied in the vintage line.

Orko the Kid

Let’s start with Orko. Orko is obviously the kid within that giant MotU family. He cracks jokes and tests out his boundaries all the time. He is also the character that develops story lines. Especially in the Filmation cartoon he “helps” to get things up and exciting in several episodes. :-). Interestingly enough, Orko was introduced via the Filmation series first and then introduced into the toy line (if you have an Orko at hand right now, just lift him up and you will notice the “Filmation” trademark right underneath.) Other than that, Orko’s action figure feature was spinning and twisting all over the place (see my video if you want to relive that magic!). Something a kid would do.

I always considered Orko to be some kind of a child adopted by Queen Marlena and King Randor. That would make Prince Adam/He-Man Orko’s step brother (I know that he would not literally be a ‘step’ nor a ‘half’ brother; I just liked the term/the idea. If you would rather think of Orko and He-Man as ‘brothers’: fine by me ;-)). It’s an odd couple, but one that works and worked real nice for me. 🙂

Prince Adam: Orko’s step brother?

Marlena and Randor: Mom & Dad

If Orko is the kid, Queen Marlena and King Randor are mom and dad. To Prince Adam/He-Man and Orko (being the adopted kid), to be precisely. That fact is pointed out several times in the Filmation cartoon but also comes out clearly in the toy line itself as “Prince”and “King ” are specified in the toy line naming (however there was no Marlena figure unfortunately).

Step-Father and Step-Daughter: Teela & Man-at-Arms

A rigorous father? Well the vintage figure definitely looks like it!

That Teela is Man-at-Arms’ step-daughter (same with the ‘step’ here as before with Orko ;-)) is only depicted in the Filmation cartoon if I recollect correctly, not in the toy line itself. I liked to consider Man-at-Arms as a father figure because that would make him a somewhat experienced character; see also my blog post on the concept of age if you are interested in that subject).

Teela & The Sorceress: Mom & Daughter

Teela: Man-at-Arms’ step-daughter and the Sorceress’ real daughter.

As with the Man-at-Arms/Teela, that daughther-mother-relationship was also depicted only in the Filmation cartoon if I remember correctly. That was revealed in the “Secret of the Sword” animated movie. I like the mystery aspect of that relationshop.  It would make Teela much more of an interesting character, being the heiress of the Grayskull’s guardian. However, not much of this concept was made. No special power for Teela at that point. I was a little disappointed about that.

The Pet: Battle Cat

The pet in the family: Battle Cat aka Cringer.

What does a family need to be complete? Right: a pet. Cringer aka Battle Cat is just that to Prince Adam/He-Man, Orko and the rest of the royal family. The fact that Cringer is that lazy domesticated animal was also brought up by the Filmation series.

Overall this repeating Filmation influence in creating “family aspects” in the line shows how important that influence was in establishing an emotional basis for kids. I think that helped a lot to relate to the characters.

If I forgot a “family member” in the line, you are very welcome to add she or him in the comment section below. 🙂

Other MotU posts on my blog:
Tribute Montage VOL. 2: Masters Figures Line-Up (Video)
PLASTIC PROTECTION: The Shields of the Masters of the Universe Vintage Toy Line
MASTERS MATCH #1: Man-E-Faces vs. Tri-Klops. Who will win?
CRAZY COLORS: Top 5 coolest color designs in the vintage MotU vintage line
MUSCLES & MORE: Most powerful figures in the vintage line
HOW TO MASTER(s)… a vintage figure’s head change
FOREVER YOUNG/OLD: The concept of age in MotU figures
UNDER ATTACK: Top 5 Vintage MotU Weapons
… and many more. Check out the MotU section on my blog!

Check out my Vintage MotU YouTube Channel: 
Featuring many fan-based videos from the MotU vintage line (e.g. The many versions of Skeletor, Top Ten action features and many more).