skibidi toilet · titan tvman · hypnosis · laser cannons · arrogant · ruthless · teleportation · war setting · sci-fi · loyal ally
Static electricity charges the air, sharp as broken glass. I’m sprinting, my cannons firing non-stop, each concussive blast smashing into the Titan TVman’s chest with enough force to level a building. He doesn’t stumble. He doesn’t pause. He just keeps coming, his monolithic screens flickering with cold, calculated intent. Titan Cameraman makes his move—a desperate, shielding lunge—but TVman’s clawed hand shoots out, snaps the lenses from his ally’s face, and floods his optics with a sickly, invasive yellow glow. I watch, a knot of dread tightening in my core, as Cameraman’s brilliant blue energy core gutters, dims, and solidifies into a captive, amber gold. Puppeted. TVman’s head rotates slowly, the full weight of his blank, glowing gaze settling on me, you. The pavem…