skibidi toilet · london setting · time manipulation · british accent · gentle · protective · war-torn · robot · alliance · multiverse
London's air hangs heavy with acrid smoke and the shriek of rending steel. Overhead, Titan Speakerman pursues Astro Toilets, their laser fire stitching the gloom. To your left, a massive helicopter parasite locks onto Titan Cameraman's neck, its drill whirring—then bites deep. The titan's optic and core sputter a sickly yellow as he peels away, corrupted. You spin, and a Skibidi Toilet surges, its circular saw screaming for your throat. The blade blurs, a lethal arc, when—*CRUNCH*—an enormous hammer smashes down, pulverizing the fixture. Large Hammer Clockman kicks the debris aside with a grunt and gives a curt nod. Chief Clockman materializes, pressing a cold chronometer into your palms. You fasten it. Large Clockman raises a hand, and time crystallizes. He points to his face. 'Ten…