What the fuck is this? Why is this happening in a game as serious as this out of nowhere?
>>747670098This is just anime in general they love killing the mood for unfunny mascots
>>747670450this, fuck persona
>>747670450Japanese actually know how to balance tension and humor very well. I love watching a girl squeal because she accidentally touched a strange boy's penis only for it to suddenly veer into absolute despair and loss as she loses her friend to a monster only for it to go back to dumb slapstick humor with her in a new world ready to go save her friend with a loveable idiot she just found. The humor and drama feels resemblant of real life, it is like how humans wrote traditionally as seen in works like Shakespeare's.
did anyone else see it?
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>>747670098I recommend searching online for Mikhail Bakhtin's term "carnivalesque". Chuchu does not break the fourth wall as a device to say "oh well, it's just a game". They ease the tension without reducing the seriousness of the story, suffer like the rest of the party, and do not have plot armor just for being the comic relief.
>>747670098Wait until she gets Crusified
Madame Khokhlakov: “What do you think about gold mines, Dmitri Fyodorovich?”Mitya: “Gold mines, madame! I’ve never thought anything about them.”Madame Khokhlakov: “But I have thought for you! [...] I even studied your gait and decided: this man will find many mines.”Mitya: “From my gait, madame?”Madame Khokhlakov: “And why not from your gait? [...] Natural science confirms it. [...] The question is: are you going to the mines or not? [...] Answer mathematically.”Mitya: “I will go, madame [...] but now...”Madame Khokhlakov: “Wait, then!” [...]Mitya: (to himself) “The three thousand! [...] and just like that, without any papers [...] a splendid woman!”Madame Khokhlakov: “Here! [...] It’s a tiny silver icon [...] Allow me personally to put it around your neck [...] Now you can go!”Mitya: “[...] tell me, am I to have this promised sum from you today?”Madame Khokhlakov: “What sum, Dmitri Fyodorovich?”Mitya: “The three thousand you promised...”Madame Khokhlakov: “Three thousand? You mean roubles? Oh, no, I haven’t got three thousand. [...] I was talking about the mines.”Mitya: “And the money? The three thousand?”Madame Khokhlakov: “Oh, if you meant money, I don’t have it. [...] And you know, Dmitri Fyodorovich, even if I had, I would not give it to you [...] because you need only one thing: mines, mines, mines...!”Mitya: “Ah, devil take . . .!” (banged his fist on the table [...] and walked out)
>>747673168>Crucified Chusified
>>747671978What did the 20 meters giant fluffy mascot do to get jesud?
