Among the more oft overlooked figures in the collectible world is Chuck “The Pretzel” Stormtrooper. He was absolutely nothing greater than your typical teenaged stormtrooper, but he carried the ball of being amongst the very first to “appear” and also flex an elbow joint, a knee, or move to his right or left without transforming his entire body like his Stormtrooper brethren.
Much like a particular red-nosed reindeer who damaged our hearts and opened our minds, they never enabled Chuck to sign up with any Stormtrooper online games except dodgeball. They aimed at his knees, elbow joints, waist, neck, ankle joints, as well. Yelling “Bend, bend!” each time they connected with their target. And bend he did … up until he was ultimately damaged. However not before leaving an enduring mark on the path of equal rights for future generations of “bendies” throughout the Realm! Currently back to today’s story:
See unlike our red-nosed friend and family, Chuck’s tale does not have a pleased closing. Stormtroopers are not reindeer and the Emperor was no Santa Claus. The viciousness they bring while applying Imperial Law is refined where viciousness is developed all across the universe: high school. He attempted to motivate various other “bendies,” as they called themselves, ahead out during their meetings in the corner of the lunch space. Some were inclined, however after several straight-armed troopers interrupted them by tossing large, stale pretzels at their joints up until they tensed up and limited their versatility, Chuck was on his own.
From that day on the so-called “typical” straight-arm and leg types described the bendies as “pretzels.” I made the blunder of asking why they chose to identify them afterwards salty reward from a galaxy far, far just as Chuck walked around the corner. They demonstrated its beginnings, which I discovered dreadful, but lacking Chuck’s expression points, I risked not step in, lest they curved my straight-arm body like they did to bad Chuck’s very articulated one.
Most would certainly back down, yet not Chuck. He can articulate and also please with it even as they contorted his body in ways that were surely unpleasant even for him. He searched for me. His eyes advocating assistance. If I had an expression factor in my neck, I would have hung my head in shame. Instead I simply walked away.