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𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗙𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗖𝗛𝗘.
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wilford warfstache!
(spoilers!!)

( #RP #MVRP )
"Yeah, pretty deadly. Get it because like. . people died in there. . too soon?"

Yes too soon, even if it was more than a decade ago.
clary pauses , taking a deep breath as she regains her bearings . once she's steady again , she looks up at the building .

" . . . it's pretty , at least ."
"I promise."

He snaps his fingers, teleporting the two right at the front door of the manor.
February 17, 2026 at 4:37 AM
"I promise."

He snaps his fingers, teleporting the two right at the front door of the manor.
she sighs before standing up .

" don't you get me killed ."

and she is indeed taking his hand .
. . .

"It's the only way for me to simply teleport you over there with me. Otherwise, I'd be teleporting just myself, and that wouldn't be fun!"

"And I'm not making you walk. That's simply rude. And shut it, author!"

. .I didn't say anything.
February 17, 2026 at 4:34 AM
. . .

"It's the only way for me to simply teleport you over there with me. Otherwise, I'd be teleporting just myself, and that wouldn't be fun!"

"And I'm not making you walk. That's simply rude. And shut it, author!"

. .I didn't say anything.
she pauses with that , glancing between his hand and back up to him .

not that she doesn't trust him , but . . . no . she definitely doesn't trust him .
"And that's exactly what we're going to do!"

He extends out his hand.

". .Take my hand."
February 17, 2026 at 3:59 AM
"And that's exactly what we're going to do!"

He extends out his hand.

". .Take my hand."
her brow furrows , but she listens anyways .

" people can definitely die . i've seen plenty of it ."

but how a body could get back up . . ? that should certainly be impossible .

" where is this manor ? i could investigate ."
"Well thanks for asking that voice in her head! At least, I think that's the voice in her head, I don't even know."

"The manor is well. . where Damien and few others died. I stared at his body for about. . ten hours. Then he got back up."

"I'm not sure anymore. . can anyone truly die or not."
February 17, 2026 at 3:57 AM
"Is. . is that so?"

Even he seems confused on how someone. . idolizes him? At least to some degree.
"I didn't recognise you at first, but you're so cool! I always wanted to be like you, but I never dreamed I'd actually meet you in person!"

He's practically vibrating on the spot with excitement.
He instantly perks up, staring at him.

He chuckles softly, before bowing.

"Of course."
February 17, 2026 at 3:46 AM
"Well thanks for asking that voice in her head! At least, I think that's the voice in her head, I don't even know."

"The manor is well. . where Damien and few others died. I stared at his body for about. . ten hours. Then he got back up."

"I'm not sure anymore. . can anyone truly die or not."
her head tilts .

" the manor ?"

what the hell is that .
"He's going to. ."

His eyes widen, before closing.

"Dammit Damien. ."

He rests his head in hands, before shortly raising his head back up.

"They're going to the Manor."
February 17, 2026 at 3:45 AM
"He's going to. ."

His eyes widen, before closing.

"Dammit Damien. ."

He rests his head in hands, before shortly raising his head back up.

"They're going to the Manor."
clary raises a brow , leaning forward expectantly .

if she can figure out anything about him , then she could possibly links what he wants with her and . . . her other variant ? she hopes she only has the one , although she's met three of this guy already .
"Right. Damien."

"Almost forgot."

A quiet chuckle from the man.

He ponders for a moment, he really seems to be thinking.

"I know exactly where he's going!"
February 17, 2026 at 3:42 AM
He instantly perks up, staring at him.

He chuckles softly, before bowing.

"Of course."
"Wait, I..."

His eyes narrow suspiciously, then widen in utter disbelief. Characters created by influencers don't generally take on a life of their own, but this is undoubtedly the genuine article.

"Wilford Warfstache?"
"No. No. It's fine."

"Let me schedule my next appearance in a video for. ."

. . .

"Screw it, 2029."
February 17, 2026 at 3:39 AM
"No. No. It's fine."

"Let me schedule my next appearance in a video for. ."

. . .

"Screw it, 2029."
Oh—

He immediately drops the act, looking apologetic and worried in equal measures.

"I'm sorry."
February 17, 2026 at 3:35 AM
. . .

"I gotta stop appearing."
Toying with a soft black curl, Ashley bites down gently on his bottom lip and watches Wilford with deep baby blues.

"You tell me, sir."
February 17, 2026 at 3:32 AM
"Right. Damien."

"Almost forgot."

A quiet chuckle from the man.

He ponders for a moment, he really seems to be thinking.

"I know exactly where he's going!"
" i wouldn't know ." she shrugs , brushing off the comment .

she has more questions for the entity that's been after her since day one .
Mark gives a wave to the two of them.

"Go back to your captain, okay?"

Another snap of the fingers, and he's gone.

"Goodness. Marks, am I right?"

Heh.
February 17, 2026 at 3:32 AM
. . .

"But are you?"

Wilford.
Although he's aware that his response would make him sound childish, he can't help but express it, accompanied by a little pout.

"I'm an adult..."
"Now, now ( READER ) let the adults do the talking. ."
February 17, 2026 at 3:28 AM
Mark gives a wave to the two of them.

"Go back to your captain, okay?"

Another snap of the fingers, and he's gone.

"Goodness. Marks, am I right?"

Heh.
clary crosses her arms and leans back in her chair as she watches the two of them .
"Don't you worry, I can help!"

"Since. . he was my friend."

"But that doesn't matter!"

He clears his throat, snapping his fingers, however, he just gets the Head Engineer Mark again.

"Seriously. You again?"
February 17, 2026 at 3:25 AM
"Don't you worry, I can help!"

"Since. . he was my friend."

"But that doesn't matter!"

He clears his throat, snapping his fingers, however, he just gets the Head Engineer Mark again.

"Seriously. You again?"
" i suppose i'll have to figure that out , then ."

she frowns a little as she considers what it might mean . . . or how she can best get information on ' damien '.
He winces.

"Yeah, Damien is a strange fella. I'm not sure what exactly he meant by that."

"I mean hey, Mark also wanted you. Or, better yet. . I guess wants. I do not know, it's a weird thing. . gosh, multiple universes."
February 17, 2026 at 3:14 AM
He winces.

"Yeah, Damien is a strange fella. I'm not sure what exactly he meant by that."

"I mean hey, Mark also wanted you. Or, better yet. . I guess wants. I do not know, it's a weird thing. . gosh, multiple universes."
February 17, 2026 at 2:58 AM
"Let me break this down for you in simpler terms."

"There are many universes out there, and one of them is you being the captain, and you're dating a Mark, but that is besides the point."

"And yes, Dark did want your 'captain variant'."
clary jumps as the man appears . . . and then disappears just as quickly . her attention snaps back to the other .

" you all talk in some cryptic bullshit that makes no sense . he said something about a ' captain variant '? which i assume is something to do with 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 guy . . ."
"Oh the head engineer is Mark!"

"Here, let me show you!"

He snaps his fingers, as Head Engineer Mark shows up.

And as soon as he sees his "captain", Wilford snaps his fingers again, and Mark goes away.

"Insane. .? I wouldn't say that really. I just know everything, and everyone!"
February 17, 2026 at 2:40 AM
"Oh the head engineer is Mark!"

"Here, let me show you!"

He snaps his fingers, as Head Engineer Mark shows up.

And as soon as he sees his "captain", Wilford snaps his fingers again, and Mark goes away.

"Insane. .? I wouldn't say that really. I just know everything, and everyone!"
she has no idea who the head engineer is , so he's a little further back on priorities right now .

the language comment has her frowning .

" are all of you just like . . . insane , or something ?"
"Well no. . that's not the head engineer's name. It's Darkiplier's name!"

No shit.

"Author, that is quite rude. Language."
February 17, 2026 at 2:33 AM
"Well no. . that's not the head engineer's name. It's Darkiplier's name!"

No shit.

"Author, that is quite rude. Language."
February 17, 2026 at 2:30 AM
"You see, I know quite a lot about you. Dating the Head Engineer, although that was a different universe, but still it's out there."

"And you've met good 'ol Damien before! Not sure what exactly he wanted of you, but he definitely wanted something!"

A small giggle comes from the man.
go . . . no , hang on .

" how do you know my name ?"

what the 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 has her life become ?
"Oh no reason Clary, I just. ."

He makes the 'slash at the neck' motion.

"Y'know. . and since I figured you met the man himself already, it made sense for YOU to go after him!"
February 17, 2026 at 2:25 AM
"Oh no reason Clary, I just. ."

He makes the 'slash at the neck' motion.

"Y'know. . and since I figured you met the man himself already, it made sense for YOU to go after him!"
never mind - that's definitely the same guy . . . but she's not giving a straight answer yet .

" why are you asking ?"
He ponders.

"Gray skin, constantly glitching. . no bells rung?"
February 17, 2026 at 2:19 AM
He ponders.

"Gray skin, constantly glitching. . no bells rung?"
February 17, 2026 at 2:12 AM
"Have you heard of this thing called.. Darkiplier. .?"
" i probably don't have an answer , but go ahead ."
"Hm, such a party pooper. ."

He chugs down his shot in one drink.

"I got a question. ."
February 17, 2026 at 2:03 AM
"Hm, such a party pooper. ."

He chugs down his shot in one drink.

"I got a question. ."
she shakes her head fairly quickly .

" i'm good , actually ."

definitely trying to figure out what this guy wants .
"Right, I believe that does make sense."

He ponders for a moment, before simply spawning his own.

"Want some? It's on the house."
February 17, 2026 at 1:58 AM
Dark takes a deep breath before fading away in a glitchy mess.

Guess he wants Anti to meet him somewhere. .
...Fuck.

Of all the things he shouldn't have done, that was definitely one of them.

Anti brings his knife to hand and flickers away from Dark, preparing to fight if he must.
"Well then. ."

"Have fun!"

He poofs away, and just behind him was Dark.

Welp, he's got Anti now.
February 17, 2026 at 12:57 AM
"Well then. ."

"Have fun!"

He poofs away, and just behind him was Dark.

Welp, he's got Anti now.
He comes to a halt, panting softly, and glares at Wilford.

"You know what? Fuck you. I'm sick of everyone painting me as the villain, I'm just trying to exist!"
"Wouldn't that technically be one-dimensional. .?"

Forgot he could hear that.

"Besides, you're the evil guy. So is that guy back there."
February 17, 2026 at 12:39 AM