Alter Ego Oneshots, Headcannons, and other Shenanigans

Part Two: Who Are You Guys?

Warnings: Mentions of sharp objects and shooting objects, chaining/kidnapping, broken/shattered mirror

Key: Y/n = Your Name

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I wake up in a sweat. 'What a terrible nightmare...' I look around my- ...not my room. Where am I? I sit up in this bed, at least wherever I am I can be somewhat comfortable. My ankle is chained to the bed post. There's a sticky note.

"Hey Y/n

this isnt that hard to get out of. youre not going to be able to
get out of this place easily anyway. have fun!

- Antisepticeye~"

Really? Huh. I move to the front of the bed. There's knives everywhere. Along with a couple guns. I get up, walking as far as I can, reaching as far as I can. I grab a knife.

I listen quietly, I hear voices. "Do any of the others know?" A dark, deep echoing voice says. "Thèÿ šhøùłdń't. Thęÿ øñłÿ wøûłd įf Śęáñ tøłd thęm. Æñd hę šhøūłdñ't kñøw ęįthęr." A glitchy voice says, less glitchy than the voice I heard earlier.

The voices fade and I couldn't catch any of the rest of the conversation. I bring the knife to the chain, it's very rusted, not even holding my ankle near the bed post. I cut it. I keep the knife. I look over to the mirror, it's broken- more like shattered. How did it shatter in... such a weird way?

I listen for any more voices. "C'mooon Blank! It'll be ffun! Ethhan's viewers don't evven believe you exisst ssometiimess!" A slurred voice says. Ethan? "Uggghhh but that's so booooring!" It's sounds like Ethan, but with a slightly deeper voice. Does Ethan have one of these? Who is slur and echo voice than?

I wait a while, and silently turn the door handle. I look to the left, no one, to the right, a staircase? Maybe, I can't see the actual stairs but I see the fence. I head that way, against the wall. I look back to see if anyone is over there, no one, a lot of doors though. I turn back.

"Bully!" I jump back. The slurred voiced guy is right in front of me. He looks like Mark... though he has pink suspenders, a pink mustache, and just looks like bubblegum as a person.

"Heeey now, noo neeed to be sscared!" He says. "Yoou can be out of youur little rooom. That'ss allloowed!" He pats me on the back.

"Wilford, who are you- oh. It's 'Y/n'." The echo guy says. I jump towards 'Wilford', looking at the guy behind me. He also looks like Mark. He has a suit on, grey skin, eyeliner, and this weird red and blue tint around him.

"Don't look so scared. We won't hurt you. We just need you to do something, for us." He walks closer to you. "Get everyone to our side, and you'll live." He says. "Imagine all of this power... we are so much better than them..." He says.

"W-who..." I try to speak. "Who are you guys...?" I say quietly, yet loud enough for him to hear. "I am Dark. Darkiplier." He bows. "I'm Willfford Warffsstacche!" Wilford leans on my shoulder.

"Think about it. Wilford. Show them around." He walks off. "C'moon! Foolllow me!" Wilford says, holding out his hand in a somewhat gentlemanly way. I hesitantly grab his hand. He basically yanks me to where I was originally going.

He showed me around to the bathrooms, kitchens, who's room is who's which is easy to tell, the doors are very... 'unique'...

Anti's door has 'Anti' carved into it, it occasionally glitches too.

Dark's isn't too outstanding, but it was pure black aside for some dark red and dark blue streaks.

       Wilford's is just pink. It probably looks like candy land inside.

      Google doesn't have a room, but if he needs something he usually goes to The Host. The Host's door is old, and surprisingly hasn't fallen apart.

       Blank's is black with Ethan's gear design on it in teal. The gear is broken though...

       InFelix's is Pewd's red and black design but some spots are just white.

      Natemare's looks like a metal door but it isn't. It has caution tape on it as well.

       Phantom's is designed to look like a curtain. Again though, it isn't.

       I decide to go back to my room.

       I promise you guys... I will make it out of here. The longer I put it off, the better of a chance you'll figure it out... I guess I have to live here until then...

      "D͓̹̤͍̣͚̫͙̪̊̽̅̿̒͋ĭ̡̝̥̪̞̻̒͗̋̋͘̕ͅd̴̦̦̠͎͕̻̺̉͑̊̈̈́̿͞ y̡̧̺̗̣̬̠̾͌͂̉̔̀̚͟͡͝o͙̟̖̣̦̥̙̍̎͋̀̏̉̄̕͜͞͠u̩͚͎̭̪̇̎͆̾̐̾͟͢ m̦̫̮̟̯̔́̓͗͘͠͝͝ỉ̢̨̯͚̘̟̘͙̻̿̃̓́̕s̵̛͕̜͕̹̫̓͛̊͛͆͘͘͠š̸̞͓̩̻͉̤͔͐̑͊̓̃͘͢ͅ m̴͔͖̫̗̣̯̖̜̯̻͗͂̑͐̂͠ḛ̵̠͔̯̦̲̲̎͛͒̿̀͟͝~̴̭͙͕̪̘͓̗̩̑͂̐͗͑͌̎̍?̷̧̛̬̲̘̟̻̌̽̇̆̾̒͆̀"