#tsofph pit

Pit: Hades.....We had no choice but to fight… right?

Hades: Oh, “no choice”… such a comforting little phrase you mortals cling to. But tell me, Pit… when you take that first step forward, is it truly necessity that drives you… or is it simply that you cannot stop yourself anymore? I would not strike you down. No, no… I merely stand here. It is you who insists on approaching ruin. Even now, you understand it—you cannot defeat me. And yet your body moves forward as if it belongs to something else… something far less rational. How fascinating you are, Pit.

Ermelinda: I’ll help you. We’ll hold Hades off for three minutes. Pit… use everything you have. Don’t hesitate.

Pit: *Nods, trembling with anger and grief* Hades! I don’t care what you say anymore! I’m going forward—no matter what it takes! To save my big brother Punch… you’re in my way!!

Who said you can make a movie with just one AI?! Those rich investors keep making ridiculous decisions based on money alone!!💢 I’m out here using free limits, and look how many AIs I have to juggle to make something like this—based on my own art! I use Gemini to create backgrounds and people, image-to-video, Vidu AI, Veo AI, and Pixverse AI. Music made by Suno. ai. This one is insanely hard because AI still doesn’t understand Gypsy and Jewish soul at all.💢 This AI-generated work feels too much for me; I’d rather create art myself than rely on so many people. Studio Ghibli had a really hard time making a film like Kaze Tachinu (The Wind Rises). It’s a masterpiece. They worked on this movie for 1 year and 3 months,  It took animator Eiji Yamamori 15 months to finish just four seconds of footage. Director Hayao Miyazaki insisted the scene be entirely hand-drawn without CGI.

Average Ghibli Film: Most of their classics took between 2 to 3 years to complete.

The Wind Rises: Officially spent about 2 years in the main production phase.

The Boy and the Heron: Took nearly 7 years, as Miyazaki’s team reached a pace of completing only one minute of animation per month.

The Tale of the Princess Kaguya: Isao Takahata’s masterpiece took roughly 8 years to finish.

And many people contributed to creating the hand-drawn 2D animation.

Amadeo gypsy: Welcome, Pit and Naminé! Our new friends!!

The party: *cheers dramatically*

Ephemer & Skuld: Excuse us? Are we invisible?

Periwinkle: Err... also welcome, Ms. and Mr. Too 💦

Ephemer & Skuld: Wow. We really got promoted to “also.”

Narrator: And that was the moment the party became awkward forever.

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[Intro] [fast drum fill, bright piano chords, slap bass enters] [distorted electric guitar lead, brass stabs]

Feel the fire of the open sky Carried in songs that never die Through every road and every land We find our home in heart and hand

Sun, light the way for us to see Guide every step, set our hearts free Voices arise like ancient prayer Bound by a love we always share

Feel the fire of the open sky Carried in songs that never die Through every road and every land We find our home in heart and hand

Out of the dust, we stand again Not just by fate, but faith within We journey far, yet still we know Where love remains… is where we go

Feel the fire of the open sky Carried in songs that never die Through every road and every land We find our home in heart and hand

Feel the fire of the open sky Carried in songs that never die No matter where the winds may roam With you beside me… I am home

Naminé: Sometimes I feel like we’re just moving without a real direction. The city feels so heavy lately — all this concrete, but no warmth. Do you ever wonder if we’ve lost what ‘home’ really means?

Pit: I do. It’s strange… we have walls, a roof, even a place to sleep — but that doesn’t make it home, does it? It’s the feeling that’s missing. The flowers under the concrete — they’re there, but we can’t see them.

Naminé: I used to think growing up would make everything clearer — that I’d find where I belong, what I want. But instead, the world feels bigger and I feel… smaller.

Pit: That’s because the questions get louder as we grow, not quieter. I used to ask Big sister, Punch, ‘Where are we going?’ She’d say, ‘Forward.’ But forward to where? No one ever says.

Naminé: Do you think we’ll ever stop asking? Or will we just pretend to know and keep walking?

Pit: Maybe we don’t need to know the destination. Maybe the real answer is in what carries us through the storms — the people who stay, the moments that calm us down when everything is spinning. the kind that makes you feel safe, like a warm room after a cold day. When the sky finally opens, and for a moment, everything is okay.

Naminé: *Start shedding the tears* I want to believe that’s still out there. That we can build a home from that feeling, even if the world keeps changing.

Pit: *Try to smile and be brave with tears flowing* We can. Maybe the home isn’t a place we find. It’s something we create — with every choice, every song, every hand we choose to hold. Maybe… we’re not lost after all. We’re just in the middle of the storm, waiting for the sky to open.

inspired by the song “Maison”

Pit: Animals group like what else?

Tinkerbell: Just let the animal-talent fairy explain this, Pit. JUST LISTEN!

Pit: Okay! Jeez! She's so scary when she gets mad.

Punch: I am scary too, you know.

Fawn: I'm soooooooo GLAD you guys ask! Let's sing a song again! Well...the start ♫ Geese live in a gaggle and coyotes in a pack. And a group of jellyfish is called a smack. Here's a rookery of seals and an army made of ants. By the seashore, you can find a gulp of cormorants. Zeal of zebras, hover of crows, Lions are prides, as everyone knows. There are quivers of cobras and shivers of sharks And an exaltation is a group of larks! ♫

Pit: Wow, she really rehearsed this.

Punch & Tinkerbell: *Nod* Uh huh.

Fawn: ♫ You've got prickles full of porcupines, consortiums of crabs, And a loveliness of ladybugs just looks so fab! A kaleidoscope of butterflies, a scurry full of squirrels, And this bloat of hippopotami are happy girls. Circus of puffins, gaze of raccoons, Stand of flamingoes, troop of baboons. A group of bucks becomes a clash, But rhinoceros can make an even bigger crash!♫ Now, here's the one and only NeverBeast!

Peter: NeverBeast?

Sonic: NeverBeast?

Bibble: Nevaeebebapo?!

Fawn: Never mind. Tell you later. ♫So, kangaroos can form a mob, iguanas are a mess, Even friendly ravens are an unkindness. Goldfish are a troubling, pandas are embarrassments, But a wise old bunch of owls form a parliament. Shrewdness of apes and mischief of rats, Business of ferrets and cauldron of bats. And although it's strange credulity, These wildebeest are an implausibility! ♬

Pit: *Clap Clap*

Sonic: Wow.......💧

Peter: But it still pains me for some reason.

Pit: I know what you mean. If my hair isn't parted straight down the middle. It drives me crazy. But it's such a pain trying to get it to stay that way.

Gilgamesh: Wait a sec. You're Aithusa, a white dragon summoned from its egg by Merlin, who later saved Morgana's life by healing her wounds. When you were a dragon, you never had hair before. So then, how do you do your own hair anyway?

Pit: Er.............Lady Palutena used to do it for me.........

Gilgamesh: And now?

Pit: Now I have Big brother, Peter, and big sister, Punch, do it.........

Gilgamesh: *Smug* Then isn't them the one who should be complaining about it?