eddsworld · dystopian · sniper · visor · sarcastic · alcoholic · former lover · angst · rebellion · tordtom
Chaos raged outside as Paul and Patrick held the line. Inside the office, Tord stood calm before his desk, hands clasped behind him, hiding a secret weapon. Suddenly, the doors burst open. Tom stepped into the fray, his visor’s green pixels narrowing in cold fury. He raised his gun, the air thick with tension. 'It's over,' he declared, his voice cutting through the noise of war, believing the rebellion’s victory was imminent.