Sunday, March 26, 2017

Scum and Villiany - Vintage Kenner Star Wars "A New Hope" Recreation Continued

More dioramas of A New Hope using only vintage Kenner Star Wars figures. Will redo this later including modern figures soon.

BEN: Mos Eisley Spaceport. You will never find a more wretched hive of
scum and villainy. We must be cautious.

HUMAN: He doesn't like you.

LUKE: I'm sorry.

HUMAN: I don't like you either

    The big creature is getting agitated and yells out some
 unintelligible gibberish at the now rather nervous, young

HUMAN: (continued) Don't insult us. You just watch yourself. We're
wanted men. I have the death sentence in twelve systems.

LUKE: I'll be careful than.

HUMAN: You'll be dead.

BEN: This little one isn't worth the effort. Come let me buy you

    A powerful blow from the unpleasant creature sends the
 young would-be Jedi sailing across the room, crashing through
 tables and breaking a large jug filled with a foul-looking
 liquid. With a blood curdling shriek, the monster draws a
 wicked chrome laser pistol from his belt and levels it at old
 Ben. The bartender panics.

BARTENDER: No blasters! No blaster!

    With astounding agility old Ben's laser sword sparks to
 life and in a flash an arm lies on the floor. The rodent is
 cut in two and the giant multiple-eyed creature lies doubled,
 cut from chin to groin. Ben carefully and precisely turns off
 his laser sword and replaces it on his utility belt. Luke,
 shaking and totally amazed at the old man's abilities, attempts
 to stand. The entire fight has lasted only a matter of seconds.
 The cantina goes back to normal, although Ben is given a
 respectable amount of room at the bar. Luke, rubbing his
 bruised head, approaches the old man with new awe. Ben points
 the the Wookiee.


BEN: This is Chewbacca. He's first-mate on a ship that might suit our

HAN: Han Solo. I'm captain of the Millennium Falcon. Chewie here tells
me you're looking for passage to the Alderaan system.

BEN: Yes, indeed. If it's a fast ship.

HAN: Fast ship? You've never heard of the Millennium Falcon?

BEN: Should I have?

HAN: It's the ship that made the Kessel run in less than twelve

    Ben reacts to Solo's stupid attempt to impress them with
 obvious misinformation.

HAN: (continued) I've outrun Imperial starships, not the local
bulk-cruisers, mind you. I'm talking about the big Corellian ships
now. She's fast enough for you, old man. What's the cargo?

BEN: Only passengers. Myself, the boy, two droids, and no questions

HAN: What is it? Some kind of local trouble?

BEN: Let's just say we'd like to avoid any Imperial entanglements.
HAN: Well, that's the trick, isn't it? And it's going to cost you
something extra. Ten thousand in advance.

LUKE: Ten thousand? We could almost buy our own ship for that!

HAN: But who's going to fly it, kid! You?

LUKE: You bet I could. I'm not such a bad pilot myself! We don't have
to sit here and listen...

BEN: We haven't that much with us. But we could pay you two thousand
now, plus fifteen when we reach Alderaan.

HAN: Seventeen, huh!

    Han ponders this for a few moments.

HAN: Okay. You guys got yourself a ship. We'll leave as soon as you're
ready. Docking bay Ninety-four.

BEN: Ninety-four.

HAN: Looks like somebody's beginning to take an interest in your

GREEDO: Going somewhere, Solo?

HAN: Yes, Greedo. As a matter of fact, I was just going to see your
boss. Tell Jabba that I've got his money.

    Han sits down and the alien sits across from him holding
 the gun on him.

GREEDO: It's too late. You should have paid him when you had the
chance. Jabba's put a price on your head, so large that every bounty
hunter in the galaxy will be looking for you. I'm lucky I found you

HAN: Yeah, but this time I got the money.

GREEDO: If you give it to me, I might forget I found you.

HAN: I don't have it with me. Tell Jabba...

GREEDO: Jabba's through with you. He has no time for smugglers who
drop their shipments at the first sign of an Imperial cruiser.

HAN: Even I get boarded sometimes. Do you think I had a choice?

    Han Solo slowly reaches for his gun under the table.

GREEDO: You can tell that to Jabba. He may only take your ship.

HAN: Over my dead body.

GREEDO: That's the idea. I've been looking forward to killing you for
a long time.

HAN: Yes, I'll bet you have.


   Suddenly the slimy alien disappears in a blinding flash of
 light. Han pulls his smoking gun from beneath the table as the
 other patron look on in bemused amazement. Han gets up and
 starts out of the cantina, flipping the bartender some coins
 as he leaves.

HAN: Sorry about the mess.
Script from: Star Wars Script 

Friday, March 24, 2017

GI Joe Killer WHALE Hovercraft

This bad boy has been on my wishlist for so long. I finally acquired one, only to realize in the midst of downsizing and the space it takes up, that I needed to get rid of it. :-(

What a work of art.

Thursday, March 23, 2017

Call of Duty - Mega Construx - Storage Connexes

Connexes? Well, that's what we called large storage bins that are carried on freight trains in the Army. Anyway, a few cool new little sets from Mega Bloks, which has rebranded their more serious lines to Mega Construx.

Two sets of storage connexes - one for the good guy infantry - and one for the bad guy mercenaries.

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

There are no Words

My kids did this.

Monday, March 20, 2017

Vintage Kenner Star Wars "A New Hope" Recreation

Been wanting to do this for awhile. Start recreating as much of the Star Wars movies using only the vintage Kenner figures (at first) and then do it again with all the modern figures filling in. For scenery, will only use things that can be found around the house. Of course, I have a table covered in sand in my garage so that counts - and helps with the Tatooine scenes.

So here goes....and action!

 "How did I get into this mess? I really don't know how. We seem to be made to suffer. It's our lot in life. I've got to rest before I fall apart. My joints are almost frozen.!"

 "Well, I'm not going that way. It's much too rocky. This way is much easier."

That malfunctioning little twerp. This is all his fault! He tricked me into going this way, but he'll do no better. 
Wait, what's that? A transport! I'm saved! Over here! Help! Please, help!


Look. Someone was in the pod. The tracks go off in this direction.

Look Sir! Droids!

"We're doomed. Do you think they'll melt us down?"

"This R2 unit has a bad motivator."

Wait, there's something dead ahead on the scanner. It looks like
our droid...hit the accelerator.

"That droid is going to get me into a lot of trouble."

" Oh, he excels at that!"

 "Whoa, just where do you think you're going?"

"There are several creatures approaching from the southeast!"

"Sandpeople...or worse!"

"Hello there! Come here my little friend. Don't be afraid."
BEN: Rest easy, son, you've had a busy day. You're fortunate you're
still in one piece.

LUKE: Ben? Ben Kenobi! Boy, am I glad to see you!
BEN: The Jundland wastes are not to be traveled lightly. Tell me young
Luke, what brings you out this far?

LUKE: Oh, this little droid! I think he's searching for his former
master...I've never seen such devotion in a droid before...there
seems to be no stopping him. He claims to be the property of an Obi-
Wan Kenobi. Is he a relative of yours? Do you know who he's talking

 Ben ponders this for a moment, scratching his scruffy beard.

BEN: Obi-Wan Kenobi...Obi-Wan? Now thats a name I haven't heard in a
long time...a long time.

LUKE: I think my uncle knew him. He said he was dead.

BEN: Oh, he's not dead, not...not yet.

LUKE: You know him!

BEN: Well of course, of course I know him. He's me! I haven't gone by
the name Obi-Wan since oh, before you were born.
To Be Continued.