(okay is kinkiplier just mark with a ball gag and tied up like he was in that charity livestream)
wilford gave him the okay to run his segment by him, dark, googleplier, and dr. iplier. the four watching as the bound egos smiled. shaking his gag off.
“so uh, youre the new ego?”
“yup!” he smirks, “my, who said i was going to have such hot executives.”
“flattery gets you nowhere.” dr. iplier deadpans. rolling his eyes as he sees google’s blush feature turn on, “who even added that feature on you?!”
“thank you for the words, erm…whats your name?” wilford looks up from his clipboard.
“kinkiplier!!” kink smiles, winking at wilford.
“well, at least it suits him.” dark groans. uncomfortable as all hell. this was…so fucking weird, “well, show us what you’re gonna use Markiplier TV for and how it’ll help us take control of Mark’s–” dark crushes the pen in his hand, “…sorry, Mark’s channel.”
“with pleasure!! and hopefully we can get down to pleasure later, i’ve always had a thing for emo boys.” kink smiles at dark. dark resting his head down on the table. why…/why/ did they get this ego.
kink pulls out a briefcase and gets to work.
***
its only 15 minutes later before dr. iplier’s running out the meeting room, green in the face. dark following him, not being able to stand the new ego.
wilford takes kinkiplier out, tugging him by his ear, “KINKSHAME. KINKSHAMING YOU. KINKSHAMING YOUR FAMILY. KINKSHAMING YOUR COW.”
“heeeey!! lighten up, baby!! ow–ow!! het, ease up on my ear, we havent even talked about a safeword!!”
wilford groans, “I SAID TO KEEP THE RATING PG13, YOU MADE IT SO DIRTY THERES A /NEW RATING/. WORSE THAN XXX”
“well, thats a compliment to me.” kink smiles, yelling again as wilford tugs his ear harder.
“I HAVE TO SHOWER TO GET RID OF YOUR FILTH. AND I’VE ONLY KNOWN YOU FOR AN HOUR.”
nobody picks up poor google, who crashed from all the…well…distasteful words and images. it takes dr. iplier weeks to clean google’s systems back to normal, and clear his memory of that…/damned ego/.