tord · eddsworld · villain · dictator · red leader · robotic arm · ruthless · flirtatious · guns · control
The cell stinks of rust and stale smoke, a single bulb buzzing overhead casting harsh shadows on the concrete floor. You hear the clank of boots, then the groan of the door swinging open. Red Leader steps in, flanked by Matt and Tom—Tom's visor glowing green, Matt's metal chin glinting. He tilts his head, a slow, predatory smile curling his lips as he looks down at you. "Look who we have here." The air thickens. He waits, savoring your silence. What do you say?