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ᵃʳᵉ ᵗᵃˡᵏⁱⁿᵍ.

wilford warfstache!
(spoilers!!)

( #RP #MVRP )
"This is my gag not yours."

He scoffs.
"Ooh, impressive."

Like a cat batting at a Whack-A-Mole, Anti just... keeps stabbing him.
February 17, 2026 at 4:35 PM
The wound instantly reheals.

"See?"
"Can't you?"

Anti draws his knife and plunges it into Wil's chest, then retrieves it again, casually licking the blood off the flat side.
A wormhole suddenly shows up between the two.

Wilford pulls out a pencil and pops it.

"No."

He turns his attention back to Anti.

"Did he forget that I can't die?"
February 17, 2026 at 2:33 PM
A wormhole suddenly shows up between the two.

Wilford pulls out a pencil and pops it.

"No."

He turns his attention back to Anti.

"Did he forget that I can't die?"
"Avoiding is strong wording, I'm just... ugh. Dark wants me to kill you, and I'm struggling to decline because he's all, y'know..."

He wiggles his fingers in a vaguely creepy motion.

"Scary."
February 17, 2026 at 1:47 PM
"I am? I mean. ."

He grins.

"I am."
"You're known in clubs across the world for your dancing," Ashley explains softly.
"Is. . is that so?"

Even he seems confused on how someone. . idolizes him? At least to some degree.
February 17, 2026 at 1:26 PM
"I'm glad I ran into to you, because. ."

"YOU'VE BEEN AVOIDING ME."
February 17, 2026 at 8:06 AM
"You never know. I usually like to keep people waiting."

With a chuckle, he poofs away.

Gonna miss that guy.
clary smiles a little with that , shaking her head as she looks over the manor again .

oh , yeah . she's totally going to do some more investigating into whatever the hell happened here .

" i'm sure i'll see you around ."
"Oh don't you worry. I haven't thought about her in. . goodness I don't even remember."

He pauses for a moment.

"Welp! Toodles!"

He does one final bow, and attempts to walk away.
February 17, 2026 at 7:35 AM
"Oh don't you worry. I haven't thought about her in. . goodness I don't even remember."

He pauses for a moment.

"Welp! Toodles!"

He does one final bow, and attempts to walk away.
oh .

she settles her hands in the pockets of her jacket after a moment .

" sorry for opening old wounds , then ."

so long as he doesn't expect her to fill in for a girl that she will never be . there may be a clarissa for every mark , but she is not them , and they are not her .
He glances up at her, then back to the ground.

"She. ."

"She isn't exactly around anymore."
February 17, 2026 at 7:33 AM
He glances up at her, then back to the ground.

"She. ."

"She isn't exactly around anymore."
. . . fun . maybe ? she can't tell .

" i see ." she mumbles finally . " and what about yours ?"
Wilford gives a small chuckle.

"Oh believe me, for every Mark, there's another Clarissa."

Huh. .
February 17, 2026 at 7:29 AM
Wilford gives a small chuckle.

"Oh believe me, for every Mark, there's another Clarissa."

Huh. .
always . . ?

" i thought you said i only had one variant ."

what a strange thing to say . she half wonders if that version of herself knows about all of these things . if that engineer will tell her .
He instantly halts. Turning back to look at her.

"I'm sure you'll find a way. You always do."

. .I guess that's sweet. .?
February 17, 2026 at 7:25 AM
He instantly halts. Turning back to look at her.

"I'm sure you'll find a way. You always do."

. .I guess that's sweet. .?
" thanks ?"

she glances over the manor again , frowning a bit . she'll definitely be doing more research to figure out just what the hell is going on .

" any plans on what to do if he doesn't stay down for ten years ?"
"I believe my work here is done. ."

He snaps his fingers, his pink wig returning to his head.

"You're welcome."

He gives a bow, and attempts to leave.
February 17, 2026 at 7:23 AM
"I believe my work here is done. ."

He snaps his fingers, his pink wig returning to his head.

"You're welcome."

He gives a bow, and attempts to leave.
that seemed . . . far easier than she expected . well , alright .

she'll do more research on damien later . maybe she can find something that will properly put him to rest , when the time comes .

for now , she only follows wilford's lead . quietly , for now . a lot of thoughts in that head .
"Damien, liste--"

Dark attempts to interrupt, but gets stopped by Wilford.

"ENOUGH! AND LISTEN TO ME."

. . .

"Damien, I know you're in there. And I know you're listening. ."

". .I can't die. You know this. She knows this. That damn entity knows this."

"Move on."

Dark straight up

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February 17, 2026 at 7:19 AM
"Damien, liste--"

Dark attempts to interrupt, but gets stopped by Wilford.

"ENOUGH! AND LISTEN TO ME."

. . .

"Damien, I know you're in there. And I know you're listening. ."

". .I can't die. You know this. She knows this. That damn entity knows this."

"Move on."

Dark straight up

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clary is silent for the time being , watching the exchange . if he 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 happen to kill wilford , she's not entirely certain how she'll get out of here but . . . bridges . crossing them as you reach them . all that stuff .
Wilford steps forward.

"Damien--"

Dark immediately turns to face them, the red hue seemingly more prominent now.

𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗜𝗦 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗪𝗛𝗢 𝗜 𝗔𝗠.

"Right, of course. . Dark. What exactly do you want."

𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝? 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝙸 𝙒𝘼𝙉𝙏?!

". .Yeah, I was asking."

𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗱.
February 17, 2026 at 7:15 AM
Wilford steps forward.

"Damien--"

Dark immediately turns to face them, the red hue seemingly more prominent now.

𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗜𝗦 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗪𝗛𝗢 𝗜 𝗔𝗠.

"Right, of course. . Dark. What exactly do you want."

𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝? 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝙸 𝙒𝘼𝙉𝙏?!

". .Yeah, I was asking."

𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗱.
good .

she's letting go of wilford once she spots him , getting to her feet with little issue . she half considers speaking aloud . . . and then thinks better of it .

her gaze returns to her companion . 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 ?
"Right. My apologies. . Clarissa. Is that better?"

"Now, be careful not to just jump into that, as it can easily--"

And they're in!

As they fall through the glitchy mess, Wilford is screaming. Like screaming screaming.

They officially land on. . some sort of ground. Luckily no injuries.

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February 17, 2026 at 7:05 AM
"Right. My apologies. . Clarissa. Is that better?"

"Now, be careful not to just jump into that, as it can easily--"

And they're in!

As they fall through the glitchy mess, Wilford is screaming. Like screaming screaming.

They officially land on. . some sort of ground. Luckily no injuries.

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" clarissa ." she states firmly . " only people i trust get to call me ' clary '."

she's taking his hand firmly, leading him towards the mass of... whatever it is. she doesn't understand the power dynamics at all, so she isn't about to ask , either .
. . .

He literally gulps, before extending out his hand.

"Name's Wilford by the way."

How is this guy more powerful than Damien??
February 17, 2026 at 6:57 AM
. . .

He literally gulps, before extending out his hand.

"Name's Wilford by the way."

How is this guy more powerful than Damien??
her hand shoots out , and she grabs the front of his shirt to yank him with .

" i'm not going in there alone . you said you weren't using me as bait ."

her tone leaves no arguments .
"Pft, oh please, you expect ME to go in there?"

Yes Wilford I do.

"SHUT IT AUTHOR."

My bad.

"Anyways!"

"In. You. Go."

He attempts to push her into. . man I don't even know what the fuck that is.
February 17, 2026 at 6:51 AM
"Pft, oh please, you expect ME to go in there?"

Yes Wilford I do.

"SHUT IT AUTHOR."

My bad.

"Anyways!"

"In. You. Go."

He attempts to push her into. . man I don't even know what the fuck that is.
" you're really funny , you know that ?"

she's not laughing , though . if anything , she looks annoyed .

" i'm not going in there by myself . you're insane ."
"Uh, I don't really know. Since I've never gone in there! But, it's time for you to do just that! Without me, of course."

She better fucking bring him with her.

"Damien is in there, I don't know why he's not on his way yet. I. . figured he would. Yet he's not. Whatever, in you go!"
February 17, 2026 at 6:44 AM
"Uh, I don't really know. Since I've never gone in there! But, it's time for you to do just that! Without me, of course."

She better fucking bring him with her.

"Damien is in there, I don't know why he's not on his way yet. I. . figured he would. Yet he's not. Whatever, in you go!"
clary rolls her eyes . what does it matter if she's thinking about him ?

whatever . for now , she's watching the mess that he's brought to the forefront of her vision .

" what is that ?"
"Okay quit thinking about that engineer one."

. . .

"Anyways. . of course you don't see it! Here."

He snaps his fingers, as a glitchy mess appears right in front of them. Thankfully, it's off the balcony, but floating in the air.
February 17, 2026 at 6:40 AM
"Okay quit thinking about that engineer one."

. . .

"Anyways. . of course you don't see it! Here."

He snaps his fingers, as a glitchy mess appears right in front of them. Thankfully, it's off the balcony, but floating in the air.
" can't be sure with any of you , it seems like ."

ah , maybe that engineer one . he seemed trustworthy enough in the few seconds she saw him .

she does cross to the window , looking out in the direction that he's pointing .

" . . . what am i looking at ?"
"First off, language. Second off, I'm not using you as bait, relax."

He walks up the stairs, and toward a balcony area.

"I know a long fall won't exactly. . kill him. . but!"

"There's something else here."

He points to the outside view.

"Do you see it?"

Wilford, what. .??
February 17, 2026 at 6:37 AM
"First off, language. Second off, I'm not using you as bait, relax."

He walks up the stairs, and toward a balcony area.

"I know a long fall won't exactly. . kill him. . but!"

"There's something else here."

He points to the outside view.

"Do you see it?"

Wilford, what. .??
well , then . here's a thought for him -- fuck off .

she very pointedly send the direction at him , but makes her way up the stairs anyways . hopefully there's no intention of using her as bait , though .
"Upstairs. Now."

Okay damn dude.

"And no, I won't stop broadcasting your thoughts, I find it funny."
February 17, 2026 at 6:33 AM
"Upstairs. Now."

Okay damn dude.

"And no, I won't stop broadcasting your thoughts, I find it funny."
February 17, 2026 at 6:29 AM
"Right, yes of course. Not brave enough either."

WILFORD STOP.

"However. ."

He pulls out a pencil. Don't ask.

"I have a plan."
February 17, 2026 at 6:26 AM
He gives a nod.

"Are you. . planning something?"

You aren't?
February 17, 2026 at 6:24 AM
He looks around, then back at her.

"I. . don't know. I don't know."

. .I actually feel bad for Wilford.
February 17, 2026 at 6:20 AM
"Ah right, there's clearly something wrong with this manor. When I was younger. . I think, goodness it's been a while."

She doesn't even know Wilford's name.

"I'm not fully sure what it is. All I know is, when Damien and those others died, they were taken by that entity."
February 17, 2026 at 6:16 AM
He tosses the wig to the ground.

"Right, Damien. He was such a sweet man."

He sighs.

"If only that damn entity didn't take all that away."

I'm sorry the what.
February 17, 2026 at 6:10 AM