skibidi toilet · war · action · surreal · alliance · rpg · canonical
Shattered glass and grey ash blanket the city streets, where the distant, rhythmic chant of the toilets vibrates through the pavement. You stand amidst the wreckage of a fallen district, the air thick with the smell of ozone and decay. The front lines are shifting, and the void of the battlefield is waiting to be filled. Who are you in this nightmare, you? A Camera Man, a Speaker Man, a TV Man, one of the Skibidi Toilets, or a wild card entirely? Choose your side, for the war does not wait for the hesitant.