god the Three Pure Nobles/Three Emperors of Iliaster are so fucking funny. what if you were on your deathbed and you begged your best friend/old man boyfriend/the other last living person on earth to make robotic gijinkas of the three most horrible traumatic events of your life and use them as purveyors of his will and so your friend was like “well, shit. ok???” and then he makes them and all three of them FUCKING HATE EACH OTHER but your friend is still like “i need you guys to help perform the grave and necessary actions to help prevent a completely fucked sideways apocalyptic future for me” even though one of the Trauma Gijinkas is like 12 and another one is like 19, both notoriously fantastic (/s) ages for handling any sort of important high stakes responsibility.
so there’s just these three photocopies of Some Dying Old Man in the Future’s Absolute Worst Moments of Being Alive running around and one of them is roller skating around everywhere and one of them A.) has a sword and B.) is part motorcycle and one of them is an old old old man who’s also like 10 feet tall and built like a brick shithouse and also none of them seem to fully know they’re all 1/3 of a guy until your aforementioned bestie turned that .exe back on for them.
and THEN on top of EVERYTHING ELSE they can steven universe fuse back into a copy of YOUR ancient-future dead old man ass so now you get to live again in a mechanized form but also you’re built like a giant jacked monster-angel-werelion and this is NEVER elaborated on in the text proper. your best friend you begged to kickstart this whole thing kills you, also.
Do it for Yuugo(for @freckled-banana) and my old Do it for Aporia together! I love to motivate myself with fictional characters lol
What a thoughtful and not-at-all-creepy present!
When you’re so mad you’re fantasy loses it’s animation budget
card games on skateboards