Unfortunately, my example's karate chopping action feature doesn't work that well, but it's still a great looking figure. I originally received a Robin figure as part of a birthday gift from my grandmother when I was 5 or 6. If I'm remembering correctly, I also got a Superman figure, as well as a set of Superman, Batman, and Robin pajamas. It's one of those random occasions that I vividly remember.
I was in the dining room, and my family was all around me. My mom handed me a rectangular box covered in wrapping paper. I tore the paper off and lifted the lid, and saw Superman and Robin's smiling faces staring back from their plastic bubbles. It was almost like they were saying, "Happy Birthday, Chris. Looks like your grandparents are pretty cool for giving you such a great gift." Superman and Robin would be my two favorite toys for quite some time. They would get into all kinds of adventures together, and would often team up with G.I. Joe, since I didn't really have any other super hero figures. Unfortunately, tragedy would eventually strike, in the form of a half-chihuahua, half-terrier named Rascal. One day I left my Robin figure on the floor of my playroom and went outside. When I came back in hours later, I discovered that Rascal had chewed up Robin's legs and face. I was devastated. I remember going to my mom and crying, and her telling me that she would buy me another one. Alas, it was not to be. The Super Powers line had been cancelled, and all the local stores were sold out. I never really played with Robin after that, but I still couldn't bring myself to throw him out. In the end, I'm pretty sure he wound up in the trash heap during one of my many toy purges. After all the fun we'd had, he really did deserve a better end.
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