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TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLES!
"Well, that explains the music."
"Anyways..."
Red Leader clears his throat, taking on a tone that he hoped was intimidating.
"Go ahead. I'll turn you fuckers into turtle stew."
"Sir, I'm pretty sure the TMNT could take you on in a fight."
"And win?"
Patryck nods, rather solemnly, attempting to hide a smirk.
"..."
"...Okay, disregard my previous statement, then."
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"So, how is everything over here?" a mysterious voice asks, a static hum makes it hard to discern exactly who is speaking - it was as though someone hacked a long-forgotten wireless speaker, just to ask this.
But that would be impossible, hacking between realms, wouldn't it? Unless someone with intense skill were to be speaking. Someone... who could build a giant robot.
(technically @eddsworld-enchanted-era?? idk i felt like it'd be funny to have enchanted era!red interact with the enchanted era!ellsworld gang in some form at least once lmao)
(hell this ask can even be non-canon if u want cause it's so ridiculous lolz)
“Huh?.. Who’s there?..” Matilda grabbed the speaker, the speaker people had been asked stuff through.. Tilting her head at it. Looking back at Ell occassionally. Matilda seemed worried.. Matilda was the only one in the house at this moment - Besides her brunette friend who was bloodied and passed out..
“..Who are you?.. Are you hacking the speaker?..”
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~In the theorist's room~
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(i've used three bases here. one for edd, one for tom, and one for the background. they're by the awesome basemaker EddsWorld-Base and can be found here, here, and here.)
(really getting the plot going with this one, they do be discussing red leader doe. bit long so under the cut again,)
It's around 19:45, a few minutes after Tom was set to meet with Edd in his room, just as planned.
Edd picks up a piece of paper from his desk.
"And this is the article I printed off about the Red Army's war with Denmark, the first they'd taken as a proper country, just after Norway."
"That was months ago."
"Yeah, that's the problem." Edd begins, "It was months ago. Shortly after the incident."
"And not only that - they're theorised to be using some never-before-seen technology in their weapons. Technology I remember seeing sketches for when we were teenagers - you remember how I wasn't the only one of us to be glued to his notebooks in highschool, right?"
"Honestly, I just thought your brother was a bit of a loser nerd."
"You're a dick, anyways, combining this, some documents, some more recent articles, and now that broadcast..." Edd's sentence trails off as he begins to think again.
"...You've, uh, certainly put some thought into this, huh?" Tom asks nervously, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Of course I fucking have, Thomas, we might find him with all this knowledge!"
"Somewhere in Denmark is the first proper 'branch' of this army. Do you know what that means?"
"That you're looking into this too hard?"
"No."
"That you're making connections that aren't there?"
"Wrong again."
"Then... what?"
"It means that if we find some way to get there, we can get closer. We can solve this, I know we can." Edd explains as though this was meant to be obvious.
"But what do we do if it is him?"
"We take him down."
"Seriously? I-I mean, not that I'd argue with that, it's just... surprising, coming from you, is all."
"Seriously. He's taking this all too far. Don't you want to stop him too?"
"Honestly, I just wanna finish what I started." Tom admits, adding "but how are we going to even get to the base?"
"Well, the coordinates to the location are somewhere around..." Edd rattles off some numbers, the lat and long, then continues with "so if we start heading east in about a week, we can maybe make it there in a couple months on-"
A cellphone rings, interrupting Edd's planning.
He answers, pulling it up to his head, and is surprised to hear a familiar voice come through the line.
"Ded? What's got you calling? We haven't spoken in, like, a year! How are your geckos?"
"That's great to hear."
"Missing? No, I was just... busy with some stuff." Edd hesitates, biting his lip. He didn't want the caller on the other side to know what he was actually doing.
Tom listens idly to the conversation, only able to make out Edd's side.
"Yeah, I think I can come over to y'all's place. I've been meaning to take a vacation anyhow - how's next week work for y'all?"
"Fantastic, you notify the others."
"Yeah, love ya too, see ya, buddy."
Edd hangs up, and turns to the side.
"Tom?"
"Yeah?"
"I think we got our ticket, they're out towards the east side of the UK, which gets us at least a little closer. Go tell Matt we'll be visiting our brothers for a while. Don't tell him, or them, why we're actually there."
Tom swallows - were they really going? That soon?
"Alright." he nods, "But promise me this."
"Anything, Tom."
"You're not going to get yourself killed while we're out there."
"Tom, we've been through zombies, we've gone to hell, we've dealt with a ghost, for fuck's sake you're the crazy bastard with the harpoons! We've done a lot and come out the other side alive - I'm going to be fine, as are you." Edd grins, finally feeling reinvigorated. There's a certain tone to the sentence, one that Tom hasn't heard since before the incident, and certainly not since Edd's been holing up in his room for weeks at a time obsessing over things.
Tom smirks, for the first time in a long while, he felt as if things were going to be okay.
But more than anything?
He felt ready for their next Eddventure.
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Sir! A hacker managed to breach our security and it's now literally trying to erase all your hentai!
"Good luck... I have a hundred million THOUSAND backups of my ninety gigabytes, the locations of which you will never be privy to!" Red cackles.
"Sir?" Patryck asks as he enters the room, "It's a false alarm. It was just one of the lower ranks tripping the network sensors trying to view the folder, again."
"Speaking of which, you should really remove that from the network share. If I have to see one more big-tiddie catgirl I think I'm going to go rouge."
"Hate me all you want, you can't fight what you know - oppai is truth!"
"Yeah, whatever, you weeaboo shit." Patryck sighs, "Just be sure you get to the meeting on time today."
"I forgot I had that scheduled."
"Which is why you should be glad I remembered." Patryck murmurs, rolling his eyes as he leaves.
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M!A there's now an untitled goose in England!
(oohoohoo, a magic anon ask?)
(apologies that this answer is not an in-character thing - i'll do a whole series of little posts with drawings of everyone dealing with The Goose!)
(heck, i might get Mod DoodleNoodle to do some as well! ^^)
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A letter shows up. Opening it, it is written in purple ink and it reads "Hallo der, Rød Leder! Mitt navn er" the name is smudged and unreadable, "jeg er seksten, og jeg er din største fan! Jeg elsker deg så mye, liker du meg? jeg trenger din berøring." the last bit is poorly crossed out, as though the sender had attempted to hide it.
Red Leader sighs as he reads over the letter.
"Åh, nei, du igjen?" he murmurs, "Jeg har fått nok av din brever."
"Jeg vil legge den til samlingen." he mutters, standing up with the letter and wandering over to the paper shredder in his office.
"Seriously, what's wrong with some people?" he complains to himself as he watches the letter shred.
The strips flutter down to join older strips written in the same purple ink - apparently, this was a common problem for Red.
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(OOC: Non-canon artwork!)
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(base by Fuyumi-Pixels on Deviantart, here - it's the guys as Alice Human sacrifice!)
(tbh there's nothing relevant about the characters here, i just kinda thought it would be a cool idea, nothing more, lmao-)
(and yes using past tord was intentional LMAO)
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~Lazy Day~
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(base by the lovely EddsWorld-Base, it's here!)
(how the hell did this make my braincell go brrrrr? anyways it's under the cut on account of being very long LMAO)
Edd sighs, idly flicking through TV channels.
"Nope, that's shit, that's shit, that's shit, who gives a fuck about celebrities, that's shit..." he mumbles under his breath.
"Edd, are you ever going to pick something?" Tom asks wearily. It had been at least half an hour and Edd hadn't settled on anything to watch yet.
"Oi, fuck off, Thomas, I'm looking." he growls as he continues to flip through, causing Matt to glance over from the screen,
On one channel, there's a news broadcast, so he decides to keep it on that.
Something about an army taking Sweden and Denmark, theories that Finland was next, or perhaps Iceland or Greenland, which further concerns Tom, particularly when the news anchor mentions something about the army's leader.
Edd glares at the TV. A lead.
"Is that where he's wound up?" he murmurs, pulling a pen and small notepad out of the pocket of his pants, which almost knocks their cat, Chip, off of his lap.
"Edd, please, it's probably not him. You saw him explode as well as we did - it's probably someone who just has a similar hair colour or something..." Matt says shakily, he knows how Edd gets when he thinks there's some new information, and he doesn't want to see his friend disappear for weeks again.
"Shut the fuck up, Matt. This could be it. This could be what I'm looking for." he frantically scribbles down notes, anything the broadcast stated, mumbling them to himself as he writes, "Brown, spiked hair; facial scarring; Norwegian accent; an affinity for the colour red; extremely knowledgeable with regards to robotics, mechanical engineering, weaponry, etc."
Tom squints at the screen, his worst fears seeming to be confirmed as he processes the same information.
"...Actually, Edd?"
"What?" he hisses at the interrupting voice of Tom, glancing up from his notepad.
"I..." Tom looks uncertain as he attempts to piece together what he wants to say, "...I think I want to help you."
"Meet me in my room at 19:30, just after Matt starts on his stupid nightly skincare routine." Edd requests, idly throwing a jab at Matt, who shoots back with a quick "Hey! It's not stupid - besides, I'm the best-looking of anyone here!"
"Alright."
"Oh, and Matt?"
"Yeah?"
"Feed Chip for me, please? We may not leave for a while - we could be on to something big."
Matt simply rolls his eyes. Having to deal with one crazy shut-in roommate was bad enough, but two? He wasn't sure he could keep sane himself.
Well, at least there was always the cat to deal with - and she was easy enough. And cute enough.
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~The ones spoken of only in whispers, part two~
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(braincell went brrrrr again, here's the base link, it's by EddsWorld-Base)
(and yes this one's just a brief sequence from the fic lmao, it's him mid-panicked explanation)
There is a dirt path somewhere deep within the forests of Norway, with various branching dead ends, but taking the correct turns at each fork would lead one to a clearing.
From just outside, the bright greens and deep browns of the trees, along with the tall grass and wildflowers of all colours are pretty much the only thing you can see, as they surround the area. It doesn't look like there's anything here, just more trees. The path almost appears to be a trick at first, but just past the two trees by each edge of the path is a large concrete structure, home to a budding army that's slowly beginning to take control of the neighbouring countries - now known as the Nordic Federation of Nations (NFN), though the officials would insist that, regardless of language, you call it "De Nordisk Forbun av Nasjoner". You'd risk pissing off the leader otherwise.
Inside the building is more of the same. The same concrete walls, the same concrete floors, and various rooms used for various purposes.
One of these rooms is the office of De Rød Leder... yes, labelled like that, even though every other room was labelled in English, but you had to give him one thing - he had commitment to the bit.
And currently, in that office, a man is frantically apologising.
"I'm sorry sir, I wasn't even aware that they survived, I swear, please don't hur-" the man is interrupted by the voice of another.
"That does not matter, Pau - you still let one get away." the voice states, a disappointed yet dangerous tone.
This voice belongs to someone who wished for his name and face to be known worldwide.
A man whose body was half-burnt and scarred forever, with his hair stuck in the shape of two horns - his trademark style, and the inspiration for the army's logo.
A man known as Red Leader.
Pau flinches in response, the man's words were not exactly comforting. Particularly as he could see his scowl deepen, if that was even possible.
"I'll do better next time, I promise! Just... please, don't do anything to me! You-you know how Patry-"
"-Yes, I am aware of how he would react if any harm is to come to you. But for his sake as much as your own, you will keep that promise next time." Red Leader interrupts again, adding emphasis on the 'will', "Because of course there's going to be a next time, one lived, and they're going to recruit more of their little buddies, and if they're successful we may have another all-out war with Sweden on our hands."
"For fuck's sake, I have no goddamn clue how you could even miss so bad - you're extremely good with your gun any other time, why did you have to fuck me on this now, when it counts?"
There is silence.
"Do not lie to me. You know what I do to liars." he warns.
Pauu swallows, suddenly aware of just how small he felt, between the size of the room itself and the size of the man in front of him.
It's enough to make him spill the truth.
"Because I could see the fear in his eyes."
"I heard him beg, he swore that just wanted to make it home safe, sir."
"And you believed any of it? You believed that he was afraid?" Red Leader scoffs.
"In fairness, anyone would be if their hideout were suddenly stormed by your two best soldiers, sir." chimes another man, one who's just entered the room, "And by the way, I have some financial requests from the Danish branch, be sure you get to those." he halfheartedly states as he drops a small stack of papers on the desk.
"Patryck, do not defend him. I understand he is your husband, but he's fucked up again."
"Oh, come on, don't play that game with me, sir - you and I both know he gets out of trouble every time - and that it's because of me."
"Not this time, Pat-"
"You also know what I am capable of if you hurt him." Patryck glares at Red, reaching for a pistol.
Once he's readied it, he fires a shot into the air as a warning.
There's a silence in the air, before Red reaches for his own gun... only to find it's not there.
"Goddamn it Patryck, why do you have to be so stealthy?" he murmurs, before sighing.
"Fine." he relents, "just don't let this happen again, Pau. The two of you are dismissed."
"That's what I thought, sir." Patryck smirks, tossing the gun onto Red's desk, before taking Pau's hand and walking away with him.
"It's such a goddamned shame that those two are the best I've got." Red mumbles, before grabbing the first paper of the stack, glancing over it and ticking the 'approved' box. He hated paperwork.
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~A journey out to the shops.~
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"I still don't get why I have to be stuck in this fucking car with the both of you." Edd grumbles, clearly annoyed that his two roommates had decided to drag him out of his room and out to participate in society again.
"Because you need to get out more, Edd. You've been in there for weeks." Tom reminds him, as he'd done several times on the drive already.
"Yeah! It's not good to stay cooped up in your room working all day like that!" Matt chimes in, popping up from between the seats, a grin on his face.
"Besides - who knows? Maybe you'll find something fun while we're out at the mall!"
"I absolutely fucking will not, thank you, Matthew." Edd growls.
The ginger slinks back into his seat upon Edd's reply, saying nothing in response.
"And why the fuck does Tom have to drive, anyways?"
"Because we can't trust you behind the wheel, Edward. Not until you start sleeping again - we're not winding up wrapped around a lamppost or in a lake because you fall asleep while driving."
"That's a stupid fucking reason." Edd mumbles through gritted teeth, glaring at Tom, who says nothing in response, but does notice, as he's looking at Edd - he had some time to do so shortly before the light turned green and they were off driving again.
(base by the awesome EddsWorld-Base on Deviantart, can be found over here!)
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~A peek, part two.~
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"Shh, shh, it's okay, Edd. It's alright. Don't cry," Matt shushes Edd, stroking his back as he hugs him tight, "I know this is hard on everyone, but please. It's going to be okay." he says, in some attempt to comfort the brunette.
"No, it's not!" Edd whines between sobs, "I'm never going to find him at this rate, and I don't know what to do!"
"I don't know either - in fact, there's a lot that no one knows right now."
"But that's why we stick together. It's all gonna be alright if we have each other."
"You only say that 'cause you don't know what it's like, Mattie!"
"You three were like brothers to me too, after my mama got sick, you know."
"That's not the same and you know it's not!"
Matt simply sighs - it was going to be another long night up with a distraught Edd, wasn't it?
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(base by EddsWorld-Base, found on Deviantart here!)
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~A peek into their life right now.~
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"Edd, please. Get some rest. You've been awake for weeks, you look like shit, everyone's worried about you."
"What could you even miss if you sleep, anyway?"
"I could miss the key to finding my brother, Thomas."
"Wasn't he adopted, anyway?"
"You were adopted."
"Aw."
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(Base by EddsWorld-Base, found here!)
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(OOC: Enchanted Era!Red Leader design!)
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(base by EddsWorld-Base on Deviantart, can be found here!)
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~Another look at the typos~
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"I wonder if he'll notice that it's just been superglued back together." Sharpay wonders aloud, as he carelessly sticks a guitar back together.
"I wonder if he'll even notice me this week - he acts like he's so busy, it's almost unfair how he's barely even looking my way now." he muses to himself.
"He's probably screwing some jackass on the side to get back at me..." he surmises, "...then again, maybe I just worry because that's what I would do..."
(base is actually by me this time, lol, made it before my wacom's hdmi cable broke - the cords will arrive eventually and i'll probably do original art for the blog then, but for now it's base edits lmao)
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*cue some excitement screaming could be heard from another universe*
"..."
"...Do you have to scream?" Red Leader questions, putting a little more emphasis on the 'have' than he really ought, "Especially if you're doing it so loud the entire damn multiverse can hear you?"
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sounds of rock music echoing from the sewer
"..."
"...Someone's trying to get in through the pipes again, aren't they?"
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