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Enter Laser Battle Skeletor


 it had not gone well for Skeletor. Seeking to defeat He-Man, he was ambushed by the Snake Men and the Evil Horde. His Roton was shot and without function now. The crash had mangled his right hand. Although seeking cover behind a rock, his opponents had fired constantly at him, leaving him with multiple serious wounds. Eventually he managed to grab a laser gun from one of his enemies. He had to make it out of here alive. LASER BATTLE SKELETOR recharged and aimed at his opponents…

I really enjoyed making this custom Masters of the Universe vintage figure. 🙂

 


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The Death of Skeletor (A Masters of the Universe Short Story)

READ THE ORIGINAL GERMAN VERSION HERE.
“You cannot win.” “We’ll see about that.” He-Man grabbed the grip of his Power Sword even more decisively. Skeletor swung his havoc staff in the direction of his eternal adversary. The eternal opponents stood once more against each other.

“And there will be no return for you,” snarled Skeletor, with a demonic voice, and rushed towards He-Man. The heroic warrior parried the attack by dividing Skeletor’s staff into two halves. Skeletor looked incredulous. Then he snarled contemptuously: “I do not need any weapons to defeat you.” With these words, he leaped forward. Cleverly, He-Man dodged the attack. And then it happened: Skeletor lost grip. He staggered toward the abyss of the Everlasting Mountains. The place where he had secretly followed He-Man to ambush him.

“Take my hand,” shouted He-Man. The most powerful man in the universe stretched out his muscular arm in Skeletor’s direction. For a moment the staggering Skeletor stopped. He remained silent as if he were considering the helping offer. Contemptuously, it flashed in Skeletor’s eyes. Then the demonic master lost its hold and fell. He fell into the depths.

He-Man hurried to the abyss. Nothing. He was gone. Skeletor. Dead. The demon of the darkness had disappeared. Forever. Wordless, He-Man turned around and climbed into his Dragon Walker. The mechanical chain drive set in motion.


Skeletor came slowly to himself. Could it be? He was not dead? His back ached. Around him: darkness. His hands felt sand. He had fallen into a sand pit. This had cushioned the fall and had saved his life. Slowly he got up. He was still dazed by the fall.

This was also the reason why he had not heard the hissing behind him. Then it was too late. The monster bit instantly. In his neck. Skeletor cried out. Then he reached over his shoulder with his right hand and grabbed the unknown creature. It felt scaly and cold. With all his strength, Skeletor tore at the being. Loud cracking. The teeth of the being broke off and remained stuck in Skeletor’s wound. The animal howled.

Skeletor grabbed the monster with both hands and held it in an iron grip in front of his face. With his dark eyeballs, he stared at the beast. “There is a wild spirit in you,” he said. “Like I am.” Skeletor grinned. The dragon resisted in vain. There was a chain on the floor. Probably from an earlier and obviously unsuccessful attempt to curb the animal.

The Prince of the Darkness held the dragon by one hand. With the other he picked up the chain. There was also a rusty padlock. Cleverly, he laid the chain around his neck and locked it with the lock. Then he let go of the dragon, but held the chain end firmly in his hand. The dragon dragged and shouted and wanted to escape. Then he sprayed green mist. Poison, Skeletor thought. He deflected the deadly mist. “Do it again and I’ll cut off your air forever,” Skeletor thundered towards the monster. The dragon stared at him with his green eyes – but did not spray his poison again. “Well, you’re able to learn,” grinned Skeletor.


Shortly afterwards in Snake Mountain. No one had noticed Skeletor’s absence. Two-Bad had just repaired Night Stalker. The robot horse was battered by a fight. Stinkor serviced the broken trapdoor, which no longer wanted to close automatically. And Beast-Man tried to be master of the rat plague that Snake Mountain had harbored for several months. “Everything is becoming kind of shabby here,” muttered Two-Bad.

What did you say,” a voice growled behind the two-headed evil warrior. Frightened, Two-Bad turned around. There stood Skeletor. He looked terrifying: he bled from several wounds. His harness was shredded and hung down in one place. The cape was torn and exposed parts of the naked dead skull head. And on his back sat a dragon. Chained to Skeletor’s body. The dragon had clung to Skeletor’s back. Blood ran from the wounds. But that did not seem to bother the Master of Evil. He seemed to be furious with himself. And that covered physical pain.

“Assemble in our war room,” Skeletor barked. “He-Man! Revenge is mine!” Skeletor’s vassals instantly let their work rest. They followed Skeletor. Skeletor walked along the dark corridors. He turned his head over his shoulder and said to his dragon, “We will destroy them all. All. And they will not see it coming. Because they think I’m dead. But I return as Dragon Blaster Skeletor.” He laughed sheepishly. As for the confirmation, the dragon snorted on his back. Skeletor closed the door of his war room. Dark times were ahead of Eternia.

Note from the author
This is the (fantasy) work of a Masters of the Universe fan. Tributing the FILMATION animated series and the German EUROPA audioplays. Out of pure love for this fantastic concept called HE-MAN AND THE MASTERS OF THE UNIVERSE. 

The character of Dragon Blaster Skeletor has always fascinated me. The resolution of the mini comics, as Skeletor came to his dragon, I like that. However, as a child, I had always imagined something more fateful and mystical about how these two creatures had found each other. I wanted to present this idea in a separate story. In the future, I plan to write more of this sort of initiation stories.

Read my other MotU fan fiction short stories

Attack of the Time Reapers. In their Wind Raider, He-Man and Orko are on their way back from the desert of time. Suddenly, they are shot down by a mysterious flight object. In the debris of the crash, He-Man and Orko realize that they have lost much more than only their Wind Raider. Both of them have aged


The Death of Roboto. Roboto is captured by Horde warrior Multi-Bot. The evil mech warrior wants to learn Roboto’s secret of life. But the heroic warrior does not intend to share his secret. This is when Multi-Bot gets drastical.

Fall of the Good . Evil-Lyn abuses Adam’s kindness and tricks him into a deadly trap. But she did not take the Powers of Grayskull into consideration.

The Frozen Sword. Adam and Cringer are on a field trip when they are caught up in an ice rain. The Power Sword gets trapped in pure ice. Then Skeletor and his villains show up. Adam cannot transform into He-Man any longer.

Find out more about my MotU-related work in this blog section.

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

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“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.

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

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„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 SĂŒĂŸfrucht aus Kandoria, war berĂŒhmt fĂŒr 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 fĂŒr Dich tun?“, fragte Adam mit freundlicher Stimme. Die alte Frau begann zu erzĂ€hlen. Dass sie und ihre Tochter sich verlaufen hatten im Wald. Plötzlich war ihre Tochter weggewesen. Im GestrĂŒpp 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 fĂŒhre Dich zu der Stelle, an der wir uns verloren haben“, sagte sie.

Adam ging mit ihr aus der Stadt. Hinaus durch die WĂ€lder 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 StĂŒck fĂŒr StĂŒck zum Berg hinauffĂŒhrte. Um sie herum brach tosendes GewĂ€sser 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 smaragdgrĂŒne Augen. Ein großer, purpurner Kopf senkte sich herab. Er vernahm ein dunkles, bedrohliches Grollen. Panthor. Der Kampfpanther des Bösen. Er fuhr seine mĂ€chtige Tatze wieder ein, mit der er Adam zu Boden gestreckt hatte.

„Überraschung!“ tönte eine krĂ€chzende Frauenstimme. Ein fahles, gelbliches Gesicht grinste ihn an. Evil-Lyn. Skeletors DĂ€monenfĂŒrstin. 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 GĂŒte wird dir nun zum VerhĂ€ngnis.“

Mit diesen Worten schob Panthor den benommenen Körper des Prinzen StĂŒck fĂŒr StĂŒck in Richtung des Abgrunds. Kurz vor der Kante winkte ihm Evil-Lyn schadenfroh zu und sagte mit dĂ€monischer 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 ĂŒber 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 wĂŒrde am Fuße des Berges auf den Boden aufschlagen. Adam konnte das nicht ĂŒberleben. Doch er wĂŒrde zu jemandem werden können, der es konnte.

Adam griff nun ĂŒber seine Schulter und bekam den Griff seines Schwerts zu fassen. Der Wasserfall riss ihn im freien Flug erneut herum. Beinahe hĂ€tte 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 fĂ€rbte nun den Wasserfall in eine unwirkliche LichtsĂ€ue. Mit brachialer Kraft ließ die Macht von Grayskull die WassermolekĂŒle zerbersten. FĂŒr den Bruchteil einer Sekunde war der Wasserfall nun unterbrochen. Und umso deutlicher sah man He-Man.

Millisekunden spĂ€ter schlug der stĂ€rkste Mann des Universums am Fuße des Wasserfalls am Boden ein. Steine, Holz und Wassermassen flogen in alle Richtungen. Kleinste Wassertropfen hĂŒllten 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 ĂŒber die Klippe gestoßen hatte, war Evil-Lyn auf Panthor aufgesattelt und hatte mit dem mĂ€chtigen Tier den Abstieg vom Berg begonnen. Sie lĂ€chelte, wĂŒrde sie Skeletor doch die frohe Botschaft von dem Ableben von Prinz Adam ĂŒberbringen. ‚Der Fall des Guten’. Im wörtlichen und ĂŒbertragenen Sinne. Sie lachte schadenfroh in sich hinein. König Randor wĂŒrde untröstlich ĂŒber den Tod seines Sohnes sein. Er wĂŒrde sich grĂ€men. ZurĂŒckziehen. Eternia wĂŒrde fĂŒhrungsschwach sein. Und dann wĂŒrde Skeletor zuschlagen. Diese SchwĂ€che ausnutzen und die Macht an sich reißen.

„GĂŒte ist keine SchwĂ€che. Sie zeigt die wahre GrĂ¶ĂŸe eines Mannes.“ Mit diesen Worten begrĂŒĂŸte He-Man Evil-Lyn am Fuße des Berges. Diese wurde jĂ€h aus ihren Gedanken gerissen. „He-
.“ Weiter kam sie nicht. Nun hatte He-Man das Überraschungsmoment fĂŒr sich genutzt. Mit seinen gewaltigen HĂ€nden packte er blitzartig Panthors Kopf und drĂŒckte 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 rĂŒber zu Evil-Lyn. „Du? Aber 
 Adam?“ stammelte sie. „Aufgefangen“, sagte He-Man mit ernster Miene. „Aber reden wir nicht ĂŒber ihn, sondern ĂŒber Dich.“ Mit diesen Worten packte er Skeletors Helferin an den FĂŒĂŸen und schliff sie ĂŒber den Boden. Dann zog er eine Liane von einem Baum. Er fesselte Lyn und setzte sie auf Panthor.

„Auf, DĂ€monenkatze, 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 DĂ€mmerung hatte eingesetzt. Der Himmel ĂŒber der Festung des Bösen war in einen unwirklichen blauen Nebel getaucht. Es roch nach FĂ€ulnis.

„Skeletor“, rief He-Man. Stille. Bewegung im Schloss. Der FĂŒrst 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 SchĂ€delhöhlen auf. Er war außer sich vor Wut. Welch‘ eine DemĂŒtigung.

„Skeletor, ich bringe dir Deine Vasallin zurĂŒck. Sie hat versagt. Ich dachte mir, sie sollte Dir selbst erzĂ€hlen, 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 zurĂŒck 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 GĂŒte hoffen.

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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

 

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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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This is the (fantasy) work of a Masters of the Universe fan. Tributing the FILMATION animated series and the German EUROPA audioplays. Out of pure love for this fantastic concept called HE-MAN AND THE MASTERS OF THE UNIVERSE. Find out more about my MotU-related work in this blog section.

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DAS GEFRORENE SCHWERT: Eine Masters of the Universe Kurzgeschichte

** Read the English version of this story here **

Prince Adam und sein Tiger Cringer war mit dem Wind Raider in die WĂ€lder von Eternia geflogen. Dort wollten sie nach einer seltenen Vogelart Ausschau halten, ĂŒber die sie in der Königlichen Bibliothek von Eternia gelesen hatten.

Der Prinz und sein Tiger hatten sich gerade auf einen großen Stein gesetzt, um die Baumwipfel nach Vögeln abzusuchen. Da hörten sie plötzlich ein GerĂ€usch. Ein leises Krachen. Etwas war direkt vor ihre FĂŒĂŸe gefallen. Das sah aus wie ein kleines StĂŒck Eis. Genau in diesem Moment flog ein weiteres davon vor Adams FĂŒĂŸe. Und noch eins. Und dann fĂ€rbte sich der Himmel dunkelrot.

„Ein Eisregen, mein Kater“, sagte Adam zu Cringer. „Schnell, wir mĂŒssen Unterschlupf finden. Sonst werden wir von den Eisbrocken erschlagen.“ Adam und Cringer fanden eine kleine Höhle, in die sie sich hineinzwĂ€ngten. Dabei bemerkte Adam nicht, dass sein Zauberschwert aus seiner RĂŒckenhalterung gerutscht war. Nun lag es ein paar Meter weiter vom Höhleneingang entfernt auf dem Boden. Adam bemerkte dies nun und wollte es holen. Doch in diesem Moment krachten Tausende von EisstĂŒcken vom Himmel. Mit gewaltiger Kraft schlugen sie auf dem Boden ein. An ein Herausgehen war nun nicht mehr zu denken.

„So einen starken Eisregen habe ich noch nie auf Eternia erlebt“, murmelte Adam. Irgendetwas war seltsam daran. Nur wusste Adam in diesem Moment nicht, was es war. Draußen hielt der Eisregen an. Auf dem Boden tĂŒrmten sich nun die EisstĂŒcke. Sie schlossen sich zu einer dichten Decke zusammen. Wie Kieselsteine, die ĂŒbereinander geschĂŒttet wurden. Nach kurzer Zeit waren das Gras und die Pflanzen nicht mehr zu sehen. Und auch das Zauberschwert lag nun unter eine dicken Decke von Eis.

Dann hörte der Eisregen so plötzlich auf, wie er gekommen war. Adam und Cringer kamen aus ihrem Unterschlupf. Am Himmel schien wieder die Sonne. Nichts erinnerte an den heftigen Wetterumbruch. Adam ging zu der Stelle, wo sein Schwert lag. Mit den HĂ€nden versuchte er, das Eis zu zerbrechen. Doch das war zwecklos. Das Schwert eingeschlossen. Aus dem Wind Raider holte er eine Schaufel und versuchte mit dieser, das Eis zu brechen. Doch dieses war stahlhart. Mit schweren SchlĂ€gen versuchte er, das Eis zu brechen. Da verdunkelte sich ĂŒber ihm erneut der Himmel.

Doch dieses Mal war es kein Unwetter. Nein. Vielmehr war es ein FluggerĂ€t, das die Sonne verdeckt. Es hatte die Form eines Hubschraubers und gleichzeitig einer gigantischen Libelle. „Das ist doch der Fright Fighter“, murmelte Adam. Und tatsĂ€chlich war das das Flugobjekt der bösen Meister von Eternia. Als der Fighter nĂ€her kam, sah Adam den Piloten. Es war Skeletor. Meister des Bösen. Ewiger Widersacher. Neben ihm saßen Whiplash und Ninjor.

Der Fright Fighter setzte auf dem Boden auf. Adam hatte nun keine Möglichkeit mehr, weiter nach dem Schwert zu graben.  Und selbst wenn er das Schwert hĂ€tte erlangen können – wie sollte er sich jetzt noch in den He-Man verwandeln, den stĂ€rksten Mann des Universums, ohne dass Skeletor und seine Schergen das Geheimnis seiner DoppelidentitĂ€t erfahren wĂŒrden?

Skeletor, Whiplash und Ninjor stiegen aus dem Fright Fighter. Skeletor schnappte sich seinen Widderstab. Whiplash grunzte laut, als er sich aus den Sitzen des Fighters zwang. Ninjor zog sogleich sein großes Schwert. Dieses blitzte in der Sonne. „Nun, nun, wen haben wir denn da“, tönte Skeletor und kam mit langsamen Schritten auf Adam zu. „Der Prinz von Eternia und sein kleiner Schmusetiger.“ Er lachte kehlig. „So ganz alleine hier draußen, Prinz?“ Skeletor schaute ihn grinsend an. Adam antwortete nicht und blickte dem Skelettgesicht mit unbewegte Miene in die Augenhöhlen.

„Welch’ eine Überraschung“, fuhr Skeletor fort. „Als wir heute Morgen losflogen, um unseren Wetterwandler zu testen, ahnte ich noch nicht, dass ich einen solch wertvollen Fang heute machen wĂŒrde. Der PRINZ von Eternia!“

Wetterwandler. Nun war Adam klar, wer den Eisregen verursacht hatte. Skeletor baute einmal erneut an einer todbringenden Maschine.

„Fesselt sie“, befahl der Meister des Bösen. Whiplash grunzte und legte Adam und Cringer Fußfesseln aus Timaranium an, dem hĂ€rtesten Metall, welches auf Eternia zu finden war. „Und bringt sie nach Snake Mountain in den Kerker“, fuhr Skeletor fort.

Kurze Zeit spĂ€ter fanden sich Adam und Cringer im Verlies von Snake Mountain wieder. Um sie herum war Dunkelheit. Sie waren die einzigen Gefangenen. Durch das kleine Fenster ihrer Zelle sahen sie hoch oben am Gipfel den steinernen Schlangenkopf der Festung. Durch diesen stĂŒrzte ein Fluss in die Tiefe. Das brechende Licht fĂ€rbte das Wasser rot, so dass es fĂŒr den Betrachter aussah wie Blut. Eine furchteinflĂ¶ĂŸende Umgebung fĂŒr alles Gute.

Adam dachte nach, wie er entkommen konnte. Keiner von seinen Freunden wusste, dass Cringer und er in den Wald geflogen waren. Auch Man-At-Arms nicht. Und in He-Man konnte er sich auch nicht verwandeln. Sie mussten sich also selbst helfen. Schnell. Bevor Skeletor etwas Grausames mit ihnen anrichtete.

Vor der ZellentĂŒr sah Adam ein StĂŒck Seil. Er schaffte, es mit den HĂ€nden zu erreichen. Er formte eine Schlinge und legte diese um Cringers Tigerkörper. Das andere Ende befestigte er an dem Gitter seines Zellenfensters. „Zieh, alter Kater“, rief Adam. „Ich weiß, dass Du nicht die Kraft von Battle Cat hast, aber Du bist dennoch eine starke, große Katze.“ Cringer lief einen Schritt vorwĂ€rts und sammelte all seine Kraft. Und tatsĂ€chlich. Das von der Luftfeuchtigkeit rostige gewordene Gitter bewegte sich. Adam kam Cringer nun zur Hilfe und zog auch krĂ€ftig an dem Seil. Mit einem Ruck löste sich das Gitterfenster und fiel krachend zu Boden.

Adam und Cringer zwĂ€ngten sich nun durch das Fenster. Auf der anderen Seite sahen sie, dass dort ein riesiger See war. Dieser umgab Snake Mountain fast vollstĂ€ndig. Ihnen blieb keine Wahl. Dies war der einzige Weg nach draußen. Cringer und Adam sprangen in die Fluten. Zum GlĂŒck konnten sie gut schwimmen.

Ein Ende des Sees fĂŒhrte direkt in einen Fluss. Sie schwammen dorthin und ließen sich von der Strömung flussabwĂ€rts treiben. Geklammert an einen im Wasser treibenden Baumstamm. Viele Kilometer lang. Dann hörten sie einen lauten Knall. Adam und Cringer schauten zurĂŒck nach Snake Mountain. Über der Festung stieg Rauch auf. Skeletor und seine Schergen hatten ihr Entkommen also bemerkt. Adam war nun klar: er musste schnell handeln.

An der nĂ€chsten Flussbiegung gingen Adam und Cringer an Land. „Wir sind nicht weit von unserem Wind Raider entfernt, alter Freund“, sagte Adam zu seinem Tiger. „Steig’ auf meinen RĂŒcken“, raunte Cringer. Und das tat Adam. Cringer lief los. Er hatte nicht die Kraft von Battle Cat, aber er war trotzdem schnell und agil. Sie ritten in hohem Tempo durch den Urwald. Vorbei an Lianen, Schlangen und WasserfĂ€llen. Cringer sprang mit Adam auf dem RĂŒcken ĂŒber Gruben, BaumstĂ€mme und Steine. Dann erreichten sie die Lichtung, bei der Skeletor sie gestellt hatte. Der Wind Raider stand noch dort. Und auch die Lichtung war weiterhin vereist.

Adam musste sich beeilen und eine Lösung finden, wollte er sein Schwert aus dem Eis befreien. Skeletor und seine Schergen wĂŒrden bald hier sein. Und eine erneute Flucht wĂŒrde dann sicherlich nicht mehr so einfach sein. Adam schaute sich um. Er dachte nach. Dann kam ihm eine Idee. „Was machen wir, Adam?“, brummte Cringer. Der Prinz lĂ€chelte. „Um das Zauberschwert zu befreien, kann nur pure Kraft helfen!“. Cringer verstand nicht, war Adam doch nicht der starke He-Man. Adam ging zum Wind Raider und holte eine Axt heraus. Er begann damit, einen Baum zu fĂ€llen. Er schlug so lange auf den Baum ein, bis dieser anfing, sich zu neigen. Dann stoppte er. Das Gleiche machte er mit zwei weiteren BĂ€umen.

Dann fiel Cringer auf, dass sich alle BĂ€ume in Richtung der Stelle neigten, an der das Schwert lag. „Wir mĂŒssen die BĂ€ume gleichzeitig zu Fall bringen“, rief Adam. Cringer hatte Adams Plan verstanden. „Auf mein Kommando“, rief Adam. Dabei stieß er einen Baum um, so dass dieser zu Fallen begann. Schnell drĂŒckte Cringer den zweiten und dritten Baum mit dem Kopf in die richtige Richtung. Mit einem lauten Krachen fielen alle drei BĂ€ume gleichzeitig um.

Durch die gewaltige Kraft des gleichzeitigen Einschlags zerbrach das Eis in tausend StĂŒcke. Durch die ungeheure Wucht wurde das Zauberschwert aus dem Eis gesprengt und flog im hohen Bogen in die Luft. Nun war Adam zur Stelle. Er stelle sich unter das Schwert und fing es mit sicherem Griff auf. Beim Kontakt mit seiner Hand blitze das magische Schwert fĂŒr einen Moment auf. Mit langem Blick schaute er nun Cringer an und lĂ€chelte. Dann rief er mit ansteigender Stimme jene Worte, die er schon so oft zuvor gesagt hatte, wenn Gefahr im Verzug war: “Bei der Macht von Grayskull!” Adam hielt fĂŒr einen kurzen Moment inne, dann fuhr er mit ansteigender Stimme fort: “Ich habe die Zauberkraft!”

Schlagartig wurden Cringer und Adam in gleißendes Licht getaucht. Um sie herum schien sich die Luft zu drehen und wie der Sog eines Tornados nach oben zu steigen. Die beiden waren nun nicht mehr zu sehen. Dann leuchtete das Zauberschwert grellweiß auf und die Umrisse von Adam und Cringer tauchten nun langsam wieder ins Sichtfeld. Doch es waren nicht mehr der Prinz und die Katze, die dort standen. Dort in der Mitte der Lichtung standen nun verwandelt: He-Man und Battle Cat.

He-Man steckte das Schwert der Macht zurĂŒck in seinen Schaft und stieg auf Battle Cat auf. Just in diesem Moment kam der Fright Fighter angeflogen. Verwundert schaute der FĂŒrst der Finsternis aus dem Cockpit auf die Erde herab. Er hatte Adam erwartet. Nun war da He-Man. Skeletor zauderte ein wenig. Hatte er Angst vor einer Konfrontation? Er dachte kurz nach, dann landete er den Fright Fighter.

Heraus stiegen Skeletor, Whiplash und Ninjor. Zudem hatten sie sich VerstĂ€rkung mitgebracht: auch der fĂŒrchterliche Spikor und der Meister des ĂŒblen Geruchs, Stinkor, waren mit an Bord. Skeletor grinste und zeigte dabei seine hĂ€sslichen ZĂ€hne: „Ha. Nach Adam gesucht und He-Man gefangen! Das ist ein guter Tag fĂŒr mich.“ Ohne weitere Worte griff er sein Schwert und stĂŒrmte auf He-Man zu. He-Man wehrte den Schwertschlag gekonnt ab. Er schlug dabei Skeletors Schwert ohne große MĂŒhe aus dessen Hand. Kurz schaute der Herr des Bösen irritiert. Dann trat er beiseite und rief: „Whiplash, Ninjor – auf ihn“. Der riesige Reptilmann stĂŒrmte auf He-Man zu und auch Ninjor zĂŒckte sein Langschwert. Da holte Battle-Cat Anlauf und stĂŒrmte auf die Schergen zu. Mit seinem gewaltigen Kopfpanzer rammte er die beiden DĂ€monen gleichzeitig. Diese fielen zu Boden und blieben bewusstlos liegen.

He-Man wartete den Angriff der restlichen Schergen nicht ab. Er wollte der Sache ein Ende bereiten. Er war schon zu lange hier draußen. Mit seinem Schwert schnitt er eine große Eisplatte aus dem Boden. Er nahm die gigantische Platte und hob diese hoch als wĂ€re sie eine Blatt. Dann warf er sie in Richtung der Schergen Skeletors. Diese konnten gerade noch ausweichen, als die Platte in den hinter ihnen stehende Fright Fighter krachte und diesen in tausend Teile zerlegte.

„Das wird ein langer Heimweg fĂŒr Euch“, grinste He-Man. Mit diesen Worten richtete er sein Schwert in Richtung von Skeletor und seinen Helfern. Diese wichen augenblicklich zurĂŒck und verschwanden in den Wald. FĂŒr das Böse war die Schlacht heute verloren. Skeletor drehte sich noch einmal um, ballte seine Faust und rief hasserfĂŒllt: „Wir sehen uns bald wieder, He-Man.“ He-Man steckte sein Schwert weg, drehte sich um und lief zu Battle Cat. Leise sagte er zu sich: „Da bin ich mir sicher, Skeletor. Und ich werde bereit sein.“ Dann stieg er auf Battle Cat. Die DĂ€mmerung war eingebrochen. Es war Zeit, nach Hause zu gehen.


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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.

 

SPLASH! The concept of water in vintage MotU figures

Water is one one of the four elements (next to earth, air and fire). As essential as this element is to nature and mankind, as important it is to the MotU vintage line. Are you aware of the vintage figures that feature this element? If not, you’re invited to read along.

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Mer Man: The Master of the Sea

To name the obvious first: Mer Man is apparently fully connected to water. He is the master of the sea (mer actually means sea in French). The vintage Mer Man figure has typical characteristics of a sea creature:  gills (face), flippers and fins and the open mouth typical for the “breathing” expression of fish. Very cool is his sword: it seems as if pearls are stuck to it due to long exposure in the sea.

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Clawful: Did he ever meet Mer Man ‘under the sea’?

With his distinctive claw and head design and the red coloring, Clawful is clearly a crustacean – I classify him somewhere between a lobster and a crawfish :-). I wonder if Mer Man and Clawful ever met ‘under the sea’. 😉

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Pink bites: the evil warriors’ Land Shark assault vehicle

The Land Shark vehicle is quite an interesting crossover. Clearly a shark from the outside, the evil warriors’ vehicle is moved by a chain drive equal to a tank. The vibrant rosy color design deflects from the fact that this actually is a marine animal.

The concept of spraying water as an action feature was also used in the vintage line and resulted in such fun-to-play figures like Dragon Blaster Skeletor, Snout Spout and Kobra Khan (watch my YouTube video of Kobra Khan poison-spraying Fisto to recall how awesome that action features is).

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Did I forgot a figure or an element that connects to water in the vintage line? Anything to contribute or add? Please let me and other reads know by sharing your input in the comment section below. Thanks for reading!

Thanks for reading!

Other MotU posts on my blog:

GO CREATIVE: Top 5 wildest ideas that became a MotU figure
PART MAN, PART MACHINE: Top 5 Cyborg Characters in the MotU Vintage Line
PULL-FLAP-DRAIN-PUSH-POP-TWIST! Top 10 action features in the MotU vintage line
Twins of Eternia: The reuse of complete figures in the MotU vintage line
Bashasaurus: Coolest of all MotU Vehicles
Castle Grayskull, Snake Mountain, Fright Zone: Which is the best playset?
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