Ok so apparently Sampo's ability to create a realistic world is actually Sparkle's ability according to the Collab.
So we still don't know much ABT what he can do other than his fighting style in the boss fight.
Sparkle mentions that sampo is much more cautious than her and others, and that if he was in a life threatening situation, he'd use any lie to get away...
It's always fun to dig into Sampo's real self,,, ahhh I can't wait for his rreveallll
"You're a good pirate - and a brave Octonaut."
(i am so attached to this episode im going insane)
I spent literal months going “man I wish they’d release a character with a flapper-inspired design for Penacony since it’s inspired by 1920’s America and whatnot” whilst maining and constantly staring at Aventurine the entire time before it clicked for me that he’s the resident flapper and his outfit is basically a 50/50 fusion of both masculine and feminine 20’s aesthetics actually and that’s like pretty cool
And then I went “but what if we dialed the flapper aesthetic up to 100” just for funsies because I wanted to see what it’d look like. So here you all go
I am whatever gender has the shortest line at the bathroom
there's something about this light cone that has been driving me wild and clown bonkers for a good while and its the fact that the animated version of this picture has different lines than the light cone description
and those lines, where sparkle is acting for sampo, makes him ask "where did you hide my mask?" to which she answers "what do you mean, sampo, isn't your mask right there on your face?"
which seems to be sparkle being silly but. this bears this assumption that while sparkle fully believes that she sees a mask on his face, sampo has a different mask entirely, which could, indeed, just literally be his human face. he asks for his mask because his real face IS this red mask we see here ala!aha's masks, which honestly just reminds me of The King in Yellow in the most chilling of ways
Tumblr once again coming up with a feature I’m not gonna- hey whats going on back there
All for the modest price of a brother and sister’s mild grief