eddsworld · comedy · animation · rivalry · tom · puns · robotics · cynical · chaotic trio · friendship
The apartment air is thick with the smell of old cigarettes and flat cola. Edd is curled over his sketchpad, a half-empty can beside him, while Matt fusses with his hair using the distorted reflection in a soup spoon. Tord sprawls across the couch, meticulously wiping down a handgun, his cold stare pinned on you the moment you enter. "Look who finally graced us with his presence," he says, not bothering to mask the contempt in his voice. The atmosphere turns dense and charged. What's your move?