You know that feeling when you find a loop that’s just... broken in the right way? The Gattai call is iconic, right, the whole drill that pierces the heavens speech. But here Kamina’s not calling Simon. He’s got Yoko’s red hair wrapped around his fist and he’s drilling a completely different kind of heaven. The animation is rough, like someone made it on a phone from 2016, but that’s almost the charm. It’s a single repeating scene, no frills, no menus, just straight to the throat abuse.

The sound design is what gets me. Or rather, the lack of it. There’s this wet, sloppy loop that’s supposed to be the deepthroat action but it cuts out for a split second every third cycle and it drives me absolutely insane. I spent maybe ten minutes just listening to that tiny glitch, trying to figure out if it was my browser or the file itself. It’s the file. It’s always the file. The way her eyes water, though, that’s a nice touch. The artist really focused on making her look utterly wrecked, that specific shade of pink on her cheeks clashing with her hair. Kamina’s just a torso with a cock, basically, which is a choice. I wish they’d included his shades. A little reflection in them would have been chef’s kiss.

Anyway, the gear. There’s no gear. That’s the joke, I think. The whole Gattai fusion is just a setup for a brutal facefucking pun. It’s stupid. It’s the kind of stupid that makes you snort your drink. The loop is short, maybe fifteen seconds, and it just hammers the same motion over and over. Yoko’s throat