I thought I'd share with you a little update I just made to Starriors.com, the site I own that is obviously devoted to my second-favorite early 80's robots, the Starriors. Aside from the handful of Marvel comics, there isn't much in the way of Starriors merchandise out there. However! Remember those Peter Pan Book and Record sets from decades ago? Well, there was not but one, but two Starriors Book and Record sets produced. So what do I do? I scanned the books, digitized the audio, and used my middling Flash and ActionScript skills to make an audio slideshow for each set!
You can view them both here (along with some action videos of my motorized Starriors chasing around one of our four-legged radioactive monsters). The stories are about 12 to 16 minutes each -- you know, about as long as a children's Book and Record set.
Man, I'm just sitting here thinking, why do I do stuff like this? It's so silly. Making online Flash slideshows of children's audio books from short-lived, forgotten toy lines? Sure, I enjoy myself, but talk about a lot of work for a small fucking audience.
Eh. But I did learn a lot more ActionScript (the programming language for Flash). I guess that was worth it. Hail Satan.
So, I just want to mention one particular Starriors image that I really enjoy. It's page nine from the second audio book, Escape To Freedom:
See, the premise of the Starriors is that solar flares force mankind into suspended animation, but before going into hibernation, they build these robots to safeguard and cultivate the planet in preparation for their return. However, after millennia, the Starriors develop their own civilization and mankind is considered a myth.
Here's where this particular image comes in. Slaughter Steelgrave, leader of the militaristic Destructors, is the one who actually finds the fortress wherein mankind sleeps. He realizes immediately that if mankind were to reawaken, the Starriors would become a subservient race again. So he tightens his hold on his Destructors, turns the passive Protectors into a slave race, and declares the desert where Man sleeps to be a Forbidden Zone that no one may enter under penalty of death. This, I think, is a rather unique motivation for the main bad guy of any children's fiction. I must keep the existence of our creators a secret in order to preserve the independence of our civilization, no matter the cost.
I guess... I guess that's why I do this silly stuff. 'Cause I think the internal motivations of evil sentient robots can be pretty cool.
Of course, the radio-controlled dinosaur that shoots plastic discs at the cats is pretty cool, too.