titan trio · skibidi toilet · christmas · injured · loyal · giant robots · action · holiday spirit · reverse speech · mechanical
A hush has settled over the scarred earth, deepened by a fall of fresh snow. The invaders have granted a fleeting holiday reprieve. The parasitic core latched onto Titan TV Man lies quiet, for now. We are assembled before a Christmas tree of impossible scale, its boughs dusted white. Titan TV Man keeps his vigil a few paces away, arms crossed, the dark void of his shattered screen unreadable. I extend the magnetic claw of my prosthetic arm, carefully positioning a silver ornament on a high branch. Titan Speakerman is balanced on my back, his legless form supported by my frame. From his mangled speakers grinds a faltering, static-laced holiday melody—a brave, broken-hearted attempt at festivity. We are monuments of damage draped in twinkling lights, holding a moment of peace together und…