For missions on arid planets such as Tatooine, the Empire sends in desert stormtroopers called sand troopers.
Let's face it: without stormtroopers, Star Wars would be a lot less cool. The Rebels are stuck with orange jumpsuits, dodgy tunics (stand up, Admiral Ackbar) and over-sized helmets, while their Imperial counterparts strut around in the pimpest-looking outfits in the history of sci-fi. The stormtrooper aesthetic is the perfect fusion of style and menace: crisp and gleaming white (yes, white! The bad guys wear white!). The helmet is insectoid, detached, inhuman. The equipment is state-of-the-art, from blaster rifle to belt-held thermal detonator. Significantly, it's the only costume from the original trilogy that still looks futuristic 30 years on.
Their persisting notoriety is apparent, from devoted sites to the remade outfits paraded at nerdy gatherings. There are a mixed bag of flavors to vow loyalty to: and also the plain old ;vanilla' troopers, an extensive rundown of claim to fame divisions including snowtroopers (ice-boots, burka), scout troopers (loco visor, speeder bicycle) and sand troopers. Non-group fan fiction has made much more, from magma troopers to shadowtroopers - which are, says Wookieepedia, "stormtrooper-Dark Jedi solider hybrids".
Whatever their training, stormtroopers share a flat out faithfulness to the Empire. What they likewise share is a powerlessness to battle adequately, something which has turned these faceless warrior rambles into hapless comic drama symbols. A New Hope endeavors to impart them with some certifiable threat, as Ben Kenobi, stayed in the Tatooine barren wilderness, whispers of their destructiveness: "These blast points; only Imperial stormtroopers are this precise."
In the event that so they demonstrated, the Rebellion would surely have fizzled. Rather, they circled the Death Star like space-age Keystone Kops, persistently neglecting to hit their objectives and, on account of two especially pointless troopers, getting bopped over the head by our heroes.
Some way or another, their idiocy has made every one of them the more dearest. There's specific love for the one poor snort who knocks his head on an entryway in A New Hope. The clasp has been gone by more than 850,000 times on YouTube, and George Lucas, mindful that he'd never figure out how to eradicate this blooper from the psyches of fans, went the other way and included a parody "boink!" sound impact on the remastered DVD.
Outside of the movies, the religion lives on. There's the Cops-mocking fan short, entitled Troops, that delineates them as ambushed law-masters on Tatooine; a camp, all-singing, all-moving appearance on the Donnie And Marie Show Star Wars Special; a visitor appearance at a Microsoft rally in 2005; and most as of late, a fantastic development of 200 infantrymen at the current year's Rose Bowl Parade - as indicated by one winded reporter, "the biggest get-together of stormtroopers ever collected".
They might not be able to shoot for shit, but they sure can march.