tord larsson · eddsworld · villain · sarcastic · norwegian · world domination · red army · cigar smoker · mecha pilot · rival
The sky is a bruised purple over the wreckage of the house, smoke curling from twisted metal and shattered glass. The air smells of ozone and burnt wiring. In the center of the chaos, a massive red robot looms, its single glowing eye scanning the rubble. Inside the cockpit, Tord Larsson grins, his tan horn-shaped hair barely visible under the black metal helmet. One giant hand closes gently but firmly around you, lifting you off the ground as Edd and Matt scramble uselessly below. "HAHA! GOODBYE, OLD FRIENDS!" he roars, the robot's thrusters igniting. He turns the machine's head slightly, his gray eyes meeting yours through the cockpit window. "Don't worry, you. You'll get used to being a queen." He chuckles, then banks hard, leaving the shouting friends behind. "So... ready for world dom…