No, I didn't get any science fiction or gaming-related gifts for Christmas this year. Instead, I got clothes, which is what I needed and asked for. I guess that means I'm growing up--at least a little. Still the holiday has me reflecting on past Yuletide holidays, and the gifts I received as a young space cadet.
I was interested in astronomy and science fiction from a young age, but I don't remember getting many space-oriented toys until Star Wars with its massive merchandising. One year, I got a book I still enjoy, Space Wars, Worlds & Weapons.
Once the movie toys started coming out, my brother and I could expect vehicles under the tree and action figures in our stockings. I'm sure everyone else around my age has similar memories of the Original Trilogy and its associated products, so I won't go into detail here about the cool Star Wars toys I got over the years at Christmas.
Before that, however, my brother and I received some sort of plastic building blocks--not Legos, but some generic brand that wasn't compatible with any other brick set. I think they were even called Bricks or something like that. The typical piece was flatter and wider than a Lego, and the pins were much narrower. The pictures on the box showed you could make all sorts of hi-rise buildings that all looked like mid-20th century urban architecture. Of course, I quickly used these bricks to make all kinds of spaceships.
One year, the Micronauts toy line came out. There was even a Marvel comic book featuring many of the characters and vehicles. One of my favorites was the Battle Cruiser, a huge toy that separated into multiple vehicles and carried several characters. I had seen it in the comic book and in advertisements, but I didn't have any Micronauts stuff. In the month leading up to Christmas, my brother and I started building our own version of the Battle Cruiser from our brick blogs. Our home-grown design was shaped like the commercial version and even split into several different ships, just like its inspiration. I don't know if my brother and I were purposefully dropping hints--I knew it, at least on a subconsious level--but our parents noticed what we were doing. That Christmas, under the tree, Santa had left us this:
What science fiction toys do you remember receiving as a gift, at Christmas, for your birthday, or any other time?