Both, but outside was my favorite. My wish would be that someday a "plastic detector" will be invested and I can go sweep the yard of the house I grew up in and find all those lost accessories...
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Inside mostly. I remember being on a long car trip, though, and for some reason I was squishing my Shazam's head cause he looked funny that way and then because it was a summer day, it stuck that way. Man, did I cry. Once we were back in the house his head "re-inflated" and Shaz looked normal again. That had to be, gosh, 30-32 days ago.
Just kidding...30-32 yearsIt's all good!Comment
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My Megos had adventures everywhere.
I used to live in a three storey house, and my Kirk took a header through the roof window, all the way into a tank holding my friend's pet turtles in the garden.
Kirk survived unscathed, the turtles needed therapy.
My Neptunian once got covered with Green Slime (remember that, the thick green goo you could play with? Looked like a big pile of snot). His wing flaps still have the stains on them, 'cause that stuff stuck like glue.
Aaaah, memories, from the corner of my mind......
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"When things are at their darkest, it's a brave man that can kick back and party."Comment
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Lo there do I see my Father.
Lo there do I see my Mother and my Sisters and my Brothers.
Lo there do I see the line of my people back to the begining.
Lo they do call me.
They bid me take my place among them.
In the halls of Valhalla where the brave may live forever.Comment
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On one memorable adventure I lifted one of our famlies patio paving stones and buried my mego mummy under it. Of coarse my friend and I had all sorts of chalk egyptian tomb markings to help us find him.....over and over again.
Well eventually that game got boring and we moved on to another adventure.
Short memories and a few rainfalls to erase the tomb markings,,welll you get the idea.
Many years later when my parents pulled up the stones to put in a new deck guess what they found?
Well I guess they had to suffer the mummys curse for disturbing his rest.Lo there do I see my Father.
Lo there do I see my Mother and my Sisters and my Brothers.
Lo there do I see the line of my people back to the begining.
Lo they do call me.
They bid me take my place among them.
In the halls of Valhalla where the brave may live forever.Comment
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Both, it 's hard pick one over the other. I've told the story a few times about how I'd load my Trek Megos into a Blue Toy jeep and Yell "Captain we're gonna crash" and run the jeep into a nearby tree. My Treks took some heavy abuse. I also remember Megos accompanying myself and a child hood friend to the beach pool. The Hulk got his own sort of tub in the sand. Inside there would be crossover superhero/star trek adventures and some Megos would be abused on friend's pool table.Comment
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Earth 2 Chris
Oh and my custom Sub Mariner (made from Spock and Robin shorts) loved flying from my deck into our kiddie-pool.
Chris
In and out for me too. . . but mostly in. There was nothing better than taking the cloth off an umberella and making it into a mego parachute, climbing onto a roof and throwing a kirk or AJ up into the heavens, then falling gently to the earth beneath.Comment
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Outside for sure. Man I would love to go back to that. Couldn't wait to get home from school and have an adventure with my Bro in our back yard. We had a really cool Juniper tree with lots of crazy branches. You could climb inside it and be hidden from the yard but still on the ground. Perfect hideout for both star wars and mego adventures. I miss those days. Never blew up any of my toys, except those plastic green army men. Nail em to a board, set it in the creek and sniper them with the bb gun as they floated by."Steel-like jaws clacked away, each bite slashing flesh from my body - I used my knife and my hands, and when they were gone, my bloody stumps - and yet the turtles came."Comment
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I guess it's time I answered my own question. As many of you know, the only Mego action figure I had as a kid was a black AJ. I wasn't allowed to take him outside. In fact the only things I could take outside was my jump rope, skates and bike. I lived on the outskirts of Harlem NYC, and if you were smart, you didn't take that stuff out, on someone would rip you off. There were a few kids, (really a few) who would try making parachutes out of ice-cream bags and string and drop some action figure off the fire escape. A couple learned that you'd better have someone waiting at the bottom to catch it, or you'd never see it again. But most kids were content to play in their rooms, the apartment building hallways, or sometimes, even closets, or the building basements, where storage boxes and old furniture made good hiding places. I was never allowed to do this either. Usually, AJ and Big Jack would team up and explore the living room in their pursuit car (kleenex box), and then go home to their family, (my other dolls)."Do you believe, you believe in magic?
'Cos I believe, I believe that I do,
Yes, I can see I believe that it's magic
If your mission is magic your love will shine true."Comment
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Mostly inside, I was all about the little homemade forts and hideouts with cushions and cardboard and whatnot. I took them outside a few times I'm sure but I tried to keep them in good shape.Comment
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Inside, to clothe and customize...outside to photograph because my camera sucks.Those who look outside dream. Those who look within awake.
Samples of my work are found here: Life, Liberty and Pursuit of Happiness
To do list:
1:6 boots for Mathilda, 1:1 Romulan Commander outfit, Ursus helmet; Cornelius appliance
1:9 scale ape's new suit for Cornelius;Comment
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