#ask kyle sanders wdy

[ask-my-haunted-wii]

"Hey, Sam? Can... Can I tell you something? It's- kind of important."

"Of course man, you can tell me anything."

"...So, the Corrupted Mii. You know that he absolutely hates my guts, but I've never really told you why."

"Well... the reason is because I... I uh..."

"I k-"

Before Eteled can finish, however, the discord incoming call jingle begins to play from Sam's laptop. They both look over, their eyes widening as they see who's calling.

". . ."

". . . F u c k ."

[Sam and Eteled are temporarily unavailable for asks!]

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[ask-my-haunted-wii]

ooc:

So what's the plan now?

We break in her house.

WHAT?!?

Is that the only way???

B Z Z Z Z T !

YES.

We end this right here and now.

[mittens-10]

Random WDY Incorrect Quotes

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Sam: As someone who has a long history of not understanding anything, I feel confident in my ability to continue not knowing what is going on.

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Henry: Kyle doesn’t look very happy. Sam: That's his happy. He’s just a bitch.

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Austin: Goddamn it, the printer broke while printing out Kyle's birthday invitations. Henry: Well, what are they supposed to say? Austin: "Kyle's birthday". Henry: So, what do they say instead? Austin: "Kyle’s bi". Henry: Henry: Works out either way.

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Sam, spraying a melted cutting board with a tiny water gun: We gotta cool this bitch down. Cool it down. Henry: I actually just put the cutting board in the oven... Kyle, visibly confused: Okay, so he decided to put the cutting board in the oven? Sam, spraying Henry: You FUCKING DUMBASS! Henry: Dude, I forgot- Sam: OH MY FUCKING GOD! We're trying to make Chicken Alfredo right now, and you fucking MELT the cutting board in the oven at 400 DEGREES FAHRENHEIT!? Austin: *Watching in complete confusion while trying to process this whole situation.*

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Sam: We can bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute. Austin: No, that's not how you make cookies. Henry: FLOOR IT!! Sam: How about 4,000,000 degrees for 1 second?!? Austin: yOU'RE GONNA BURN THE HOUSE DOWN- Sam: I'M GONNA HARNESS THE POWER OF THE FUCKING SUN TO MAKE COOKIES! Henry: DO IT! Austin: NO-

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Austin: How did none of you hear what I just said?!

Sam: I've been zoned out for the past two and a half hours.

Kyle: I got distracted halfway through.

Henry: Ignoring you was a conscious decision.

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Henry: I can do anything I put my mind to. I once figured out Austin's phone number just by choosing random numbers.

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Austin: Stop setting things on fire because you're curious about what will happen. What will happen is fire.

Henry: But what if something else happens just this one time.

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Sam: You're alive.

Kyle: There's no need to sound so disappointed.

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Henry: Is letting someone win at chess sapiosexual bottoming?

Kyle: Can everyone in this godforsaken group please learn the skill called "Think Before You Speak"?

Sam: Ya know... it might be.

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Austin: I have been tricked, I have been backstabbed, and I have quite possibly been bamboozled.

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Henry: Hey, can I get a sip of that water?

Austin: It’s not water.

Henry: Vodka! I like your sty-

Austin: It’s vinegar.

Henry: …What?

Austin: It's vinegar, PUSSY.

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Sam: Change is inedible.

Kyle: Don’t you mean inevitable?

Sam, spitting out a bunch of pennies: No, I really didn’t.

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Sam: Go ahead, Kyle. Let it out, cry. If you don't, your tear ducts will get blocked up, and then when you get old, you won't be able to cry.

Austin: Just when we thought it was safe to let you back into the conversation.

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Henry: Something’s off.

Austin: Maybe you’ve finally developed human emotions and feel bad for hurting people.

Henry: No, but that’s funny.

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Sam: What's wrong with you?

Kyle: Off the top of my head, I'd say low self-esteem, a lack of paternal affection, and a genetic predisposition for anxiety and depression.

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Kyle: I’m proud to say I’ve come over my fear of ghosts!

Henry: Eyy, that’s the spirit!

Kyle: *gasps* whErE???!!!??

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Henry: *chokes on something*

Austin: Jeez, Henry, don't die on us.

Henry: Don't tell me what to do, I'll die whenever the hell I want!

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Sam: Why would anyone want to harm Austin?

Henry: Maybe because they met him?

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Austin: I sort of did something and I need some advice, but I don't want a lot of judgment and criticism.

Henry: And you came to me?

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Austin: What the fuck? People actually tell their crushes they like them??

Henry: What the hell do you do?

Austin: I die? What kinda question…

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Sam: New challenge! Don't say stupid shit for 24 hours!

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Sam: Just be yourself. Say something nice.

Austin: Which one? I can't do both.

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Austin: We have fun, don’t we, Henry?

Henry: I have never been more stressed out in my entire life.

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Austin: You remind me of the ocean.

Henry: Because I'm deep and mysterious?

Austin: No, because you're full of salt and you scare people.

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Henry: So, are they your friend or...

Austin: They’re like Sam, but if Sam was ordered to be around you.

Henry: Oh, so Bea.

Austin: Precisely!

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Bea: We’re all in this together. If one of us falls, we all fall. Nobody is expendable on this team.

Henry 2: Sounds fake but ok.

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Austin: You’re drunk.

Henry:Correction: drinking. Present tense. Grammar, Austin.

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Henry 2: That sounds like a terrible plan.

Sam: Oh, we've had worse.

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[stiff-yet-still-alive]

gently pushes headphones towqrds kyle

here, take, play loud music, ignore the pain.

I think he likes it

[w11c0rrupt3dy0u]

“……So… You found us. What now? Do you even know who we are, or why we’re here..?”

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This is an ask blog for an au of Wii Deleted You. These characters are similar, but very different from Wii Deleted You’s original universe. There is a separate, different plot entirely. So, instead of writing it all out, I made this.

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Characters available to ask:

Esare (Eteled).

Mcm/Malware (Corrupted Mii’s closest aproximation).

Kyle.

Sam.

Mike.

Austin (Who is not dead in this au. For reasons.)

Todd.

Jonathan.

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“$0 y0u th1nk th1$ 1$ funny? H0w d4r3 y0u c0m3 1nt0 MY d0m41n 4nd—“

(translation: so you think this is funny? how dare you come into MY domain and—)

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You can ask any of these characters, but you may also ask this blog’s owner directly. Please be aware that this blog is run by a polyfragmented DID system. We ARE diagnosed, thank you. Please have fun asking!

[ask-my-haunted-wii]

Sam wanders around the GameStop while carrying the 3DS, looking at anything that catches her eye and occasionally making small talk with Eteled or asking for his opinions on a specific item.

Eteled on the other hand, while being obviously very nervous, is looking around the store from his screen with slight amazement. He hasn't been out anywhere in so long, so being in a new place is getting him pretty excited.

...However, something in the back of Eteled's mind keeps bothering him. Something doesn't feel right about all of this. There's something wrong.

It's almost as if he's in danger.

. . .

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[ask-my-haunted-wii]

Um are we aloud to ask questions to Austin and Kyle yet or no?

ooc: if you wanna ask questions to Austin or Kyle, then go to our friend's blog @ask-kyle-sanders-wdy!

[ask-my-haunted-wii]

Sam quickly sprints over to the tv and turns the Wii off, before running over to her laptop, grabbing it, and carrying it back over to her bed. She then takes a deep breath before answering the call.

"Yo."

"Hey, Sam? Can... Can I tell you something? It's- kind of important."

"Of course man, you can tell me anything."

"...So, the Corrupted Mii. You know that he absolutely hates my guts, but I've never really told you why."

"Well... the reason is because I... I uh..."

"I k-"

Before Eteled can finish, however, the discord incoming call jingle begins to play from Sam's laptop. They both look over, their eyes widening as they see who's calling.

". . ."

". . . F u c k ."

[Sam and Eteled are temporarily unavailable for asks!]

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[ask-my-haunted-wii]

"Oh shit, you were there too?"

"Sorry about like, not saying hi or anything. If I saw you I would've, but I was kinda in a rush."

"Hey, Sam? Can... Can I tell you something? It's- kind of important."

"Of course man, you can tell me anything."

"...So, the Corrupted Mii. You know that he absolutely hates my guts, but I've never really told you why."

"Well... the reason is because I... I uh..."

"I k-"

Before Eteled can finish, however, the discord incoming call jingle begins to play from Sam's laptop. They both look over, their eyes widening as they see who's calling.

". . ."

". . . F u c k ."

[Sam and Eteled are temporarily unavailable for asks!]

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[ask-my-haunted-wii]

"Things have been alright. And no, nothing new has come up yet."

"How are things goin with you? Anything new on your end?"

"Hey, Sam? Can... Can I tell you something? It's- kind of important."

"Of course man, you can tell me anything."

"...So, the Corrupted Mii. You know that he absolutely hates my guts, but I've never really told you why."

"Well... the reason is because I... I uh..."

"I k-"

Before Eteled can finish, however, the discord incoming call jingle begins to play from Sam's laptop. They both look over, their eyes widening as they see who's calling.

". . ."

". . . F u c k ."

[Sam and Eteled are temporarily unavailable for asks!]

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[ask-my-haunted-wii]

"...I'm sorry what-?"

"Hey, Sam? Can... Can I tell you something? It's- kind of important."

"Of course man, you can tell me anything."

"...So, the Corrupted Mii. You know that he absolutely hates my guts, but I've never really told you why."

"Well... the reason is because I... I uh..."

"I k-"

Before Eteled can finish, however, the discord incoming call jingle begins to play from Sam's laptop. They both look over, their eyes widening as they see who's calling.

". . ."

". . . F u c k ."

[Sam and Eteled are temporarily unavailable for asks!]

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[ask-my-haunted-wii]

That voice sounded... familiar. Eteled tilted his head a bit, trying to see if he could find who had just spoken...

And as soon as he did, his eyes widened.

"...Sam, I'm gonna need you to quietly and casually turn around," Eteled spoke in a hushed tone.

"What? Why?"

"Please- just do it."

Curiously, Sam slowly turned around-

Oh god oh fuck.

Sam wanders around the GameStop while carrying the 3DS, looking at anything that catches her eye and occasionally making small talk with Eteled or asking for his opinions on a specific item.

Eteled on the other hand, while being obviously very nervous, is looking around the store from his screen with slight amazement. He hasn't been out anywhere in so long, so being in a new place is getting him pretty excited.

...However, something in the back of Eteled's mind keeps bothering him. Something doesn't feel right about all of this. There's something wrong.

It's almost as if he's in danger.

. . .

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[ask-my-haunted-wii]

Sam nearly jumps at Austin's sudden appearance.

"Holy SHIT-! Who the hell are you?"

"Hey, Sam? Can... Can I tell you something? It's- kind of important."

"Of course man, you can tell me anything."

"...So, the Corrupted Mii. You know that he absolutely hates my guts, but I've never really told you why."

"Well... the reason is because I... I uh..."

"I k-"

Before Eteled can finish, however, the discord incoming call jingle begins to play from Sam's laptop. They both look over, their eyes widening as they see who's calling.

". . ."

". . . F u c k ."

[Sam and Eteled are temporarily unavailable for asks!]

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[ask-my-haunted-wii]

"Oh you've gotta be fucking kidding me-"

"Okay first of all, the fuck are you talking about 'my Wii'? You of all people should already know damn well that it melted, since y'know, you're the one who melted it."

"And second, that's what you actually look like? Geez, you're about as much of a twink as Kyle!"

"Hey, Sam? Can... Can I tell you something? It's- kind of important."

"Of course man, you can tell me anything."

"...So, the Corrupted Mii. You know that he absolutely hates my guts, but I've never really told you why."

"Well... the reason is because I... I uh..."

"I k-"

Before Eteled can finish, however, the discord incoming call jingle begins to play from Sam's laptop. They both look over, their eyes widening as they see who's calling.

". . ."

". . . F u c k ."

[Sam and Eteled are temporarily unavailable for asks!]

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[ask-my-haunted-wii]

"The fuck are you calling me a liar for?"

"Hey, Sam? Can... Can I tell you something? It's- kind of important."

"Of course man, you can tell me anything."

"...So, the Corrupted Mii. You know that he absolutely hates my guts, but I've never really told you why."

"Well... the reason is because I... I uh..."

"I k-"

Before Eteled can finish, however, the discord incoming call jingle begins to play from Sam's laptop. They both look over, their eyes widening as they see who's calling.

". . ."

". . . F u c k ."

[Sam and Eteled are temporarily unavailable for asks!]

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[ask-my-haunted-wii]

Sam paused for a second, taken aback. When he'd called Eteled a murderer, she had just assumed he was talking about the other Miis that she already knew about.

But this was completely different.

"He... what?"

"Hey, Sam? Can... Can I tell you something? It's- kind of important."

"Of course man, you can tell me anything."

"...So, the Corrupted Mii. You know that he absolutely hates my guts, but I've never really told you why."

"Well... the reason is because I... I uh..."

"I k-"

Before Eteled can finish, however, the discord incoming call jingle begins to play from Sam's laptop. They both look over, their eyes widening as they see who's calling.

". . ."

". . . F u c k ."

[Sam and Eteled are temporarily unavailable for asks!]

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