Alright, my brothers and sisters of the Allspark. What toys did you have as kids that you really liked, but didn't survive your childhood? The kind of toys you wished you still had now, but think back and wonder, "why did I do that to it?"
Back in the 80's, I had a G1 Mirage. Aside from a small handful of Go-Bots beforehand, G1 Mirage was my first actual Transformer toy. I loved the thing and played with it a lot. And like most other kids, I was a bit rough playing with it. One day I was making him do jumps off my little desk in my bedroom, watching him hit and scoot across the floor. Sometimes he rolled along, and other times he crashed. But when he made that last jump, his arm broke off at the elbow. I took Mirage over to my dad and asked if he could fix his arm. Mirage got placed into a box in the closet with a few other broken toys from my other siblings. Sadly he never got fixed. As other toys ended up in the box in the closet, us kids started calling it the "box of never return."
This story does have a happy ending. In the late 90's, shortly after graduating high school, I was riding my bike around town. I hadn't stopped at any yard sales in quite a long time, but there was one that for some reason was calling to me as I started to ride past it. So I decided to stop and take a look. Out of all the stuff there, I found one toy. It was a G1 Mirage in his vehicle mode, still in one piece and still fully transformable. I put him back in vehicle mode and went up to ask how much they wanted for it. He was .50 cents.
I took Mirage home and proudly displayed him among my other Transformer toys, happy that I had my childhood toy back.
Back in the 80's, I had a G1 Mirage. Aside from a small handful of Go-Bots beforehand, G1 Mirage was my first actual Transformer toy. I loved the thing and played with it a lot. And like most other kids, I was a bit rough playing with it. One day I was making him do jumps off my little desk in my bedroom, watching him hit and scoot across the floor. Sometimes he rolled along, and other times he crashed. But when he made that last jump, his arm broke off at the elbow. I took Mirage over to my dad and asked if he could fix his arm. Mirage got placed into a box in the closet with a few other broken toys from my other siblings. Sadly he never got fixed. As other toys ended up in the box in the closet, us kids started calling it the "box of never return."
This story does have a happy ending. In the late 90's, shortly after graduating high school, I was riding my bike around town. I hadn't stopped at any yard sales in quite a long time, but there was one that for some reason was calling to me as I started to ride past it. So I decided to stop and take a look. Out of all the stuff there, I found one toy. It was a G1 Mirage in his vehicle mode, still in one piece and still fully transformable. I put him back in vehicle mode and went up to ask how much they wanted for it. He was .50 cents.
I took Mirage home and proudly displayed him among my other Transformer toys, happy that I had my childhood toy back.