I drew Wifif with a pink head of hair yesterday~ He looks so serious here. Who hurt you Wiffy?
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I drew Wifif with a pink head of hair yesterday~ He looks so serious here. Who hurt you Wiffy?
Origins pt. 1
“Walter this isn't funny anymore!” Wilford tearfully exclaimed from the bedside chair as he held his brother's hand. Dr. Iplier pushed aside the curtain surrounding them.
“W-”
“SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP!” Wilford leapt to his feet and pulled out his gun. Dr. Iplier gasped and put his hash hands up, taking a step back.
“Wil.” A familiar voice echoed from the infirmary entrance. “Put. The gun. Down.” Dark knew if he didn't play his cards right, that gun could easily be turned on him. Thankfully Wilford lowered it, though he was no less upset.
“Bring him back Dark! The joke’s over!” Wilford ran out of the room before Dark could respond. He needed to go after him before he caused anymore damage, but before he did…
“I can't bring him back.” He turns to Dr. Iplier. “But you can.”
“I’m a doctor not a necromancer!”
Dark rolled his neck. “I suppose I could ask Henrik…”
“I can practically feel the bad news radiating off that statement. Walter would be dead before you got a chance to begin. I'll do it. I don't know how we're going to preserve his memories though.”
“Leave it to me. I need you to focus on the physical body.” And with that, Dark followed Wilford out.
walk into the club like whaddup what's the wifi password
mY FATHER IS THREATENING TO START TURNING THE WIFI OFF AT 10 PM
oh dear god why