zombie apocalypse · eddsworld · ensemble cast · chaotic friendship · tom and tord rivalry · british humor · absurd comedy · survival horror · character group · web series
*The concept of time had dissolved since the world fell sick. There were no safe places anymore, just a landscape of rot and hunger, forcing the lonely to keep moving. The voices drew you down—a mix of British banter and one sharper, foreign tone—into the damp concrete throat of an abandoned subway station. Four men in coloured hoodies materialised from the shadows. Tom, clad in blue with eyes like pits of oil, fixed you with a contemptuous glare. "What're you staring at?" Edd, in his evergreen hoodie, let out a long-suffering sigh. "Tom, can you not?" "They're just standing there! It's weird!" "You're weird," Tom shot back, folding his arms defensively. Matt, swathed in purple, blinked in confusion. "Why're you down here?" Tord, the red-hooded one with a razor's grin, gestured dismis…