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i would follow you to the ends of the earth with only mild complaining
Morning lovebugs!
Wilfs brain is like a box within a box within another box all made out of steel and sealed off with hundreds of locks in an attempt to maintain what little sanity he possesses and keep it intact. However even the tiniest nudge at the box (asking about his past, trying to get him to remember things that happened before or during what shall forever be called the incident) Causes him to react VIOLENTLY depending on how much he likes you you may get a warning if he thinks you don’t know you’re poking the bear with a stick but no one gets more than one warning.
The reason for most deaths by his hand though are not cause by attempt to get into the box, those are the cause of his genuine (psychotic) belief that DEATH, IS, A. GAME. It’s funny, albeit a little bit unpleasant for the slain. And you’ll get up just like that body did. There is a very, very tiny part of him that knows they wont, but he ignores that tiny part. Of course it’s a game. How could it not be a game. Everyone. Is. Fine.
Wilford, covered in blood: so, how many people do you have to kill before it becomes illegal?
Bim Trimmer: one. one person.
“This little monarchy, in which you have played a king is over, Mark.. let’s create an anarchy, Shall we Wilford?.”
I should really, really go to bed. So if I poof it’s cause I passed tf out.
s0ulsl0st:
“now that sounds like a good idea! would you like for me to make fliers to inform the public about all of this?”
“Yes! Yes absolutely! The public should know that money can be placed into pockets!” A pause as he fiddles with his suspenders. “I wonder what other sorts of things you could put in them! Pudding for example!”
Wilford: Nothing like kicking back and relaxing on your couch with a good martini at nine o'clock -
Dark: In the morning. It’s nine o’clock in the morning, Wilford.
The Host: Yan, where’s Wilford?
Yandereiplier: doing something stupid.
The Host: also, where’s Dark?
Yandereiplier: trying to stop Wilford from doing something stupid.
The Host: so where is Bim?
Yandereiplier: he’s trying to stop Dark from stopping Wilford from doing something stupid.
The Host: then why are you here?
Yandereiplier: i’m supposed to stop you from stopping Bim from stopping Dark from stopping Wilford from doing something stupid.
Wilford: Go big or go home!
Dark, form cracking: I am begging you, Wilford. For once in your life, go home. Please. Just this once. Go home.
Wilford, whispering: I’m going big.
Mark: mama, just killed a man, put a gun against his
Wilford: gun
Mark: pulled my trigger now he’s
Wilford: gun
Mark: momma, life had just be-
Wilford: GUN
for when Mark releases those 4 new egos
s0ulsl0st:
“i believe you can still put things like that in your pockets, but human’s tend to put their wallets, phone and money in them more often than not.”
“Then why would those children put their money in plastic baggies? It doesn’t make much sense. Maybe they don’t know what pockets are? We should spread the news!”
My new Dash con
s0ulsl0st:
“they’re the things on the side of your pants or coats that you fit things in.”
“How was I supposed to know you could put money in those!? I thought they were for candy and shiny things you found on the ground!”