recently,
while I was looking for some meaningless implement in the attic of my
parent’s house, which wasn’t there anyway, I found the undisputed hero
of my youth instead: HE-MAN. The Barbie-Doll for pubescent boys.
With
his hyperbolic muscle-growth and his daring look, this fantasy-meatball
and his colleagues, good and bad, he drove my playmates at that time
(whose names I can’t remember anymore anyway) as well as me into a
state, that could be easily diagnosed as collecting mania.
We
needed everything. From Orko and Teela to Skeletor and Tri Klops, and
everyone from the wild bunch, of course. The really “cool kids” (ie.
those with the richest parents) had at least two of the four castles
available. I had one. Moreover, it was one of the bad boys’ ones.
All had the same body, good and evil. I guess, every figure was made from the same mould and were dressed differently afterwards. They at least had all the muscle-bumps at same places. Anyway, they all looked as if they spent more time with their fitness-trainers than with their various adventures. Well, whatever.
Basic equipmen for every Masters Of The Universe-fan were one He-Man and his nemesis Skeletor. So when we came together to play, wh had to face the problem, that three He-Mans had to fight four Skeletors, since everyone had those. Only few of us had the other fighters. Those few suddenly found themselves in the center of lots of popularity.
Around
these two main protagonist, the realm of the planet eternia (aka the whole
universe) was built, according to the parental financial input, with
figures, machinations and above mentioned castles. The big dream was to
own them all, everyone, except for prince adam. He was a taboo. I knew
nobody, who owned him or who would have admitted, not to mention taking
him along on afternoons of playing. Prince Adam was the jerk, that’s
why.
As always with things like these, there arrived a point in time, when it all got boring and we got older. Boxes of old heroes disappeared in dark attics, some were sold to younger latecomers.
