You may recognize the base figure as Hasbro's plastic effigy of the
adorable little Vader brat of Star Wars fame. Imagine if you will,
that doll dismembered... with its torso ripped in half, its neck savagely
sawn from its torso, its arms sliced off at the biceps, its face held
against an emery grinder, and its foot stumps drilled and replaced with
vintage Joe nosepicker hands... Payback, that's what I'd call it, but
other than that it's what I'd call a quickie project. Gee... couldja tell?
Rincus probably owes some kind of inspirational debt to Annie
Skywalker. Being a similarly deep and troubled character, he's plagued
by a host of personal issues stemming from his unhappy childhood and troubled
adolescence... the brutal teasing of his broodmates because of his tiny
horns, and his tortured regrets about the tragedy which befell dear Uncle
Ben. He immerses himself in his work as a skilled Obsequiotician to blot
out those painful memories, all the while concealing the secret forbidden
love he feels for his pneumatic taskmistress. Could her frenzied beatings
be a veiled sign that she secretly cares for him? But what about Nancy?
And what about that rotten weasel, Rocky Rococo?
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up in the freak show is this cute little demonette feller. You may be asking,
what's up with this demon fetish? Is it some kind of Freudian thing having
to do with horns and horniness? Gawd, I hope not. The fact is, human
rugrats are represented as dolls in vast numbers on the Internet, whereas
demonettes aren't. It's therefore an issue of fairness and equal access:
Mythical demonettes are a neglected imaginary minority demographic who
deserve greater representation.
