The Red Leader

Realized I haven't drawn Tord properly in like a long while........ Yah🥹🥹 uhuhu I was practicing and playing with brighter colours DON'T COME FOR ME😦😦

1hr 12min❤️‍🩹

So uhh... Tord- or- sorry... Boss.

*he scoffed slightly at correcting himself, shoving his hands into his pockets before looking back over*

...are you like.... keeping my dependant on that damn thing to control me or some shit-? It keeps getting all antsy when I so much as mention Edd's name... its... kinda ridiculous

*he went silent for a breif, awkward moment before chuckling slightly*

Ehhh... you wouldn't do that... you're just a dumb commie, no way you have the kinda tech for that shit... right?

**RL eventually finished up,, looking up at the other in a pretty.. Blank manner. He still seemed pissed. . . But.. Didn't answer Tom's question- instead,, he proceeded to put the visor back on to the other..- the most sort of physical contact Tom and RL will ever really have. He fit the visor around the other's head,, knowing with the visor you had to be.. Precise,, with it- to make sure it actually fit right. . . And so it didn't go on wrong or awkwardly.**

**.. RL pulled his hands back, crossing his arms to see if the visor even worked. . .**

*the words sounded slightly more forced than usual, but it was definitely working now*

Hm. . . So it worked. That's good to know. . .

**He'd glance over the blueprints and whatnot, only for his eye's to fall right back onto Tom; his expression blank.. Emotionless- like an endless void of anger and hollowness of where 'Tord' used to lie. As he then proceeded to say in a firm yet emotionless manner.. But he was quite evidently pissed.**

*the display glitched from the green eyes to just a pulsing Red Army logo*

Attempted divergence found, recalculating.

What the fuck is this thing doing-?! TORD-! TORD WHY CANT I-

*he suddenly snapped into a rigid, soilder's posture, the logo shifting to show a scrolling text*

Unit seems too attached with unidentified figure, Edd. Memory modification suggested, Proceed?

Yes No

**.. He honestly sometimes forgot he was intended to have a connection with Tom. At least friend wise,, speaking. It was amusing how everyone actually thought he was him. . . Huh.**

**RL listened to the system's words.. Hands behind his back and expression unmoving- emotionless. The moment RL got the opportunity- the chance to get rid of the memory of Edd from Tom's systems?**

**He was quick to reply.**

Proceed with the modifications as you may wish.

*the logo returned before-*

ERROR

*the screen started to glitch before the eyes returned, but a bright pinkish purple color as a black liquid started to leak from beneath the device*

**.. Of course it had to fuck up SOMEHOW.**

Herregud, så slitsom du er. . . Sit still, idiot.

**.. He watched the other grip at his face, meanwhile RL went to go get a towel to clean up the mess. . . As he was more over concerned if this black stuff will stain anything rather than Tom's actually well being.. And that's just cruel. But this is the RL, sure Tord would've been somewhat more panicked but. . . This wasn't really Tord anymore, was it?**

**RL now had the said towel, and was gripping Tom by the shoulder, lightly cursing under his breath in irritation as he wiped roughly at the black. . . Stuff.**

You gotta fuck everything up, don't you? Ugh.. No need to get so pissy. Now stay still if you want this off of you. . .

...eugh... where... am I-? Tord...? I thought you left?

*even without his eyes to tell, Tom looked way more disoriented than usual, trying to go through his fragmented memories and still having no fucking idea RL ≠ Tord, on top of nearly forgetting the other two entirely. The worst part was the erased memories were so random, it was impossible to tell what he did and didn't know without asking, even worse was the fact he didn't seem to trust anyone... again...*

**RL still seemed.. Irritated, if not annoyed. Frowning upon his floor now being stained. Perfect. He lightly cursed in irritation, as most of the stuff was gone.. He took the visor off of Tom,, having to now check through its systems and whatnot to even acknowledge what happened--**

**RL could see how disoriented and confused Tom seemed- so it's evident the memory removing thing worked, but only halfway. . . He'd eye the small horns, cocking an eyebrow in curiosity.. Huh. He should attempt doing some research on Tom in the near future if he got the chance.. It could prove itself useful.**

**Red Leader froze at Tom's statement, his eye's going blank and his pupils shrinking- as he then followed up in a more plain yet deadly cold manner. . . RL was usually rather cold and blank, yes, but right now it almost sounded.. Robotic. As if he wasn't even alive in the first place.**

.. I think that's the visors doing, Tom. Don't be stupid. It probably screwed with you're senses,, if anything. I am a real person.

**And with that, as quickly as RL went 'cold', quickly did he melt back to normal and continue with fixing the visor yet again. . . As if nothing happened in the first place.**

*Tom took a step back, suddenly every survival instinct was flaring up at him to run*

Tom, what are you talking about? Sit you're ass back down so I can fix this useless thing. . . Don't piss me off.

wait shit he has this app too

fuck uhh

The clock's ticking. I'd suggest hurrying if you know what's. . . Best, for you.

So uhh... Tord- or- sorry... Boss.

*he scoffed slightly at correcting himself, shoving his hands into his pockets before looking back over*

...are you like.... keeping my dependant on that damn thing to control me or some shit-? It keeps getting all antsy when I so much as mention Edd's name... its... kinda ridiculous

*he went silent for a breif, awkward moment before chuckling slightly*

Ehhh... you wouldn't do that... you're just a dumb commie, no way you have the kinda tech for that shit... right?

**RL eventually finished up,, looking up at the other in a pretty.. Blank manner. He still seemed pissed. . . But.. Didn't answer Tom's question- instead,, he proceeded to put the visor back on to the other..- the most sort of physical contact Tom and RL will ever really have. He fit the visor around the other's head,, knowing with the visor you had to be.. Precise,, with it- to make sure it actually fit right. . . And so it didn't go on wrong or awkwardly.**

**.. RL pulled his hands back, crossing his arms to see if the visor even worked. . .**

*the words sounded slightly more forced than usual, but it was definitely working now*

Hm. . . So it worked. That's good to know. . .

**He'd glance over the blueprints and whatnot, only for his eye's to fall right back onto Tom; his expression blank.. Emotionless- like an endless void of anger and hollowness of where 'Tord' used to lie. As he then proceeded to say in a firm yet emotionless manner.. But he was quite evidently pissed.**

*the display glitched from the green eyes to just a pulsing Red Army logo*

Attempted divergence found, recalculating.

What the fuck is this thing doing-?! TORD-! TORD WHY CANT I-

*he suddenly snapped into a rigid, soilder's posture, the logo shifting to show a scrolling text*

Unit seems too attached with unidentified figure, Edd. Memory modification suggested, Proceed?

Yes No

**.. He honestly sometimes forgot he was intended to have a connection with Tom. At least friend wise,, speaking. It was amusing how everyone actually thought he was him. . . Huh.**

**RL listened to the system's words.. Hands behind his back and expression unmoving- emotionless. The moment RL got the opportunity- the chance to get rid of the memory of Edd from Tom's systems?**

**He was quick to reply.**

Proceed with the modifications as you may wish.

*the logo returned before-*

ERROR

*the screen started to glitch before the eyes returned, but a bright pinkish purple color as a black liquid started to leak from beneath the device*

**.. Of course it had to fuck up SOMEHOW.**

Herregud, så slitsom du er. . . Sit still, idiot.

**.. He watched the other grip at his face, meanwhile RL went to go get a towel to clean up the mess. . . As he was more over concerned if this black stuff will stain anything rather than Tom's actually well being.. And that's just cruel. But this is the RL, sure Tord would've been somewhat more panicked but. . . This wasn't really Tord anymore, was it?**

**RL now had the said towel, and was gripping Tom by the shoulder, lightly cursing under his breath in irritation as he wiped roughly at the black. . . Stuff.**

You gotta fuck everything up, don't you? Ugh.. No need to get so pissy. Now stay still if you want this off of you. . .

...eugh... where... am I-? Tord...? I thought you left?

*even without his eyes to tell, Tom looked way more disoriented than usual, trying to go through his fragmented memories and still having no fucking idea RL ≠ Tord, on top of nearly forgetting the other two entirely. The worst part was the erased memories were so random, it was impossible to tell what he did and didn't know without asking, even worse was the fact he didn't seem to trust anyone... again...*

**RL still seemed.. Irritated, if not annoyed. Frowning upon his floor now being stained. Perfect. He lightly cursed in irritation, as most of the stuff was gone.. He took the visor off of Tom,, having to now check through its systems and whatnot to even acknowledge what happened--**

**RL could see how disoriented and confused Tom seemed- so it's evident the memory removing thing worked, but only halfway. . . He'd eye the small horns, cocking an eyebrow in curiosity.. Huh. He should attempt doing some research on Tom in the near future if he got the chance.. It could prove itself useful.**

**Red Leader froze at Tom's statement, his eye's going blank and his pupils shrinking- as he then followed up in a more plain yet deadly cold manner. . . RL was usually rather cold and blank, yes, but right now it almost sounded.. Robotic. As if he wasn't even alive in the first place.**

.. I think that's the visors doing, Tom. Don't be stupid. It probably screwed with you're senses,, if anything. I am a real person.

**And with that, as quickly as RL went 'cold', quickly did he melt back to normal and continue with fixing the visor yet again. . . As if nothing happened in the first place.**