I may have some experiences of this, you know, as very important.

Big Internet man.

I have some experience when it comes to a lot of people know who you are, You know?

You know what I'm saying?

Things came randomly popped up on my steam, and it's ah, text adventure kind of thing, and I thought it looked pretty neat.

So I want to try now.

We basically have to dictate Kyle's life.

Haven't you always wanted you as a YouTube audience member?

Haven't you always wanted to dictate the life of someone famous?

I made too.

So we're going to do it.

We're gonna wake up Kyle, and we're going to figure out how he goes about his day.

Let's fuck him up.

Uh uh.

Kind of wakes up.

He is famous, man.

Good for you, Kyle.

I didn't even have to work for it, right?

You just woke up famous.

Good for you.

What are you, some sort of take talker or Alex from Target?

It is the host of the most popular talk show in recent memory.

Stay up late with Okay.

He did work for it.

I'm just a fucking moron.

who decided Judge Too early.

Shame on me.

No potatoes for me.

State by Mikhail has grown in popularity quickly in the last year, and the public has noticed inside has called Kyle a most excellent dumpy white.

I wish I was described like that.

I get loud swear, e Irishman, and that's it.

I'm like, Cool!

So the same as every Irishman.

I want to be called a dumpy white boy.

Just call me.

I'm gonna call myself.

Don't be white boy from now on.

What's that, guys?

Don't be white boy here.

Top Tech noted that Kyle is inspiring.

Used to explore stem fields.

Most of the talk shows are dedicated to discussing Kyle and his personal details.

Why, like most of the YouTubers dedicated to talking about each other actually what we're talking about, YouTubers Most other real talk shows or not dedicated to whatever most online videos are best off clips taken from Kyle's latest broadcast.

Okay, the Eye of the World is upon Kyle.

Tonight is Kyle's most important guest interview yet.

Stay up late with Cayenne will be featuring Rachel May.

She's kind and lovely philanthropist.

She is dear to the hearts of money this interview requires preparation.

Okay, We got it.

We got to do this.

We gotta get our thinking caps on.

I've never had one, but I'd love to someday contract his eyes open, knowing today is his last chance to prepare for the interview.

Kyle has 30 hours left.

You must choose his actions wisely.

Oh, God.

I'm gonna ruin Kyle's life.

His first decision of the morning was made wise.

Wither away, Exit to bed.

Okay, well, this is off to a bad start.

All right?

Where we need to do this or healthy game just ends.

Kyle exited his bait and took a quick glance around his bedroom.

Okay, what do we got open?

Cause it's sit at desks, scavenge exit, bedroom, toe, hallway.

Well, maybe you gotta put on some clothes 1st 0 God.

This is gonna take you an hour to do any of this.

Open the closet, Kyle.

Open the closet.

It was dark, and he could only really see his hanging shirts.

Choose an outfit.

Kyle decided to take some time to choose the perfect outfit, knowing how important his appearance is.

Perfect.

Skunk pace tees, jeans and swimming goggles.

Slick suit.

Soon Averman Well, I do really want to do one of these.

Do I want to fuck him up immediately?

Do I want to purposely go bad, or do I want to actually do this properly?

Let's do it properly first.

This is gonna be over quick so we can get another round.

And immediately Kyle miraculously crammed his dumpy body.

It soothe.

Chest pockets were filled with random knickknacks.

Okay, back to room kind.

Return to the center of the bedroom.

Why?

Just exit?

Go work.

We've wasted six hours putting on an outfit and leaving the bedroom.

I'm beginning to see that These are problems that Kyle can probably do without.

Kyle walked into the smaller hallway that connects the rooms off his apartment together.

Leave apartment moved to kitchen returned.

You do need a good breakfast.

I'll walk to the center of the kitchen.

Open fridge.

Kyle, open the fridge.

Intending to find something to eat.

Eat crust on fridge wall.

You crust on your fridge wall.

You food explode in your fridge.

Uh, eat the fridge.

You know what?

When you're looking into the fridge and you don't know what to eat, just eat the fridge.

Just eat the fucking fridge.

Okay, prepare breakfast.

We're gonna do this property first.

Kyle constructed a breakfast of poached eggs and toast along with a small fruit cup grilled sausage smash.

You want some smash?

Oh, smashes breakfast your pulpit using both his fists.

Oh, that's by.

Yeah, let's go to the hallway and let's leave apartment.

We're not just 17 hours, and all we've done is beat the shit out of our breakfast.

Uh, Kyle walked out into the middle of the road and took a long pondering look around him.

He was hit by a car and never seen again, but that's extra return to apartment visit downstairs.

Neighbor neighbor approached his downstairs neighbor's door and knocked.

A middle aged man, er, middle aged woman named Gabby answered the door.

She looked at Kyle expectantly, greeting start conversation.

Good morning, neighbor, said Kyle cheerfully.

Gabby adopted Kyle expectantly.

That's all she does.

Ask Abby about Gabby.

Open up tour.

Find out more about her life.

Cabbie ask.

I'll tell me about yourself.

Dobby stiffened.

Oh, you know, she said, putting on a fake smile.

I just sit around here.

Yes, I don't get around much.

Never go out at night.

I just stay here right here.

Gabbing cleared a Kyle.

Convince my Gabi statement uh, Kyle bid her goodbye and return to the street.

Great.

Why would I return to my apartment?

No visits, text or car and walked into the clean white text.

Or he was greeted by techno Jim on elaborate cutout mascot with flashing lights.

I thought that was the guy who ran the store.

What's up?

I'm Technogym on I run the text or you need any cables?

Hit me up.

Ask attendant, resemble steal technology, steal technology.

I'm going back to my apartment.

Maybe I should Oh, God, it's five hours.

It's five hours to go.

Kind of made his way over to his desk and sat down.

Write notes for interview.

There you go.

Yes.

Well, we can ask questions.

Oh, Lord, I've waited way too long to do this.

Are you a mother and my mother?

Is your mother Mother die.

Oh, wait.

You have a talk show of these air where your brain goes?

Are you a mother Kind wrote down his second question.

What are some diet tips?

Beef mashed or blended?

Everything arrived home.

I think I think you can tell a lot about a person if you ask him if you've eaten raw egg hole.

I have tried.

It didn't go out.

It's like eating snouts, and that's not something I want to do.

Kyle wrote down his third question.

What's your funny of story?

Do you ever smile?

I purposely run over a puppy.

Look, I'm just gonna say that these are probably a swing and a miss.

I'd probably go with this one, come out on his last question.

What's your guilty pleasure?

Do you feel guilty?

Are you Gil Day?

I always like to ask people that, you know, when I interview some of the people for their movies, that's the first thing I asked Ryan Reynolds when I met him.

Are you guilty?

He said yes.

Off being very attractive on the nicest man on earth.

And I was like Ryan, Okay, what's your guilty pleasure?

Okay, Kyle ripped his page of notes out of the notebook and got up from his desk.

Well, it's zero hours to the interview, so we can't get there in time.

And we failed kind, made his way over to his desk and set down check in desk drawer.

I can't do anything sitting across from his.

Oh, okay.

It's type o showtime.

Dim the lights.

Can we get some music?

Okay.

Sitting across from his host chair was a glamorous woman with an air of genuine ity.

As Kyle approached her, Rachel looked up and smiled.

Approach, Rachel.

Good evening, Kyle.

She said, looking him in the eyes.

I've been looking forward to being here.

Kyle responded.

Scream and spin in circles and circulating.

I cannot wait to go down this avenue.

Answer politely and I as well.

Rachel answer Kyle extending his hand in greeting.

You are?

Ah, most welcome guest.

Shake hands After other Mayan exchange of pleasantries, Kyle and Rachel were prompted to take their places for the broadcast that we have the music.

Okay, whatever we're playing before, I don't know a moment after.

Oh, music's gone.

Okay.

We need something back.

I'm overdue.

After seeding, the shooting lights brightened.

The cameras clicked on.

And then Kyle, as a famous man, turned on and lit up the eyes of 1000 people that broadcast Good evening.

Everyone said Kyle, looking at the camera.

Welcome back to stay up late with Kyle tonight.

I have the pleasure of interviewing the lovely Rachel May, who needs no more introduction emotions.

Rachel, who smiled and waved at the camera.

Hello, Kyle.

She said I'm glad to be here.

In response, Kyle collapsed on the floor.

Do you want to hear another joke?

Wait.

Waiting, Kyle collapse on the floor from a combination of stressful preparation on not eating anything.

Kyle had passed.

Ready to shoot.

You're quite knew what to do with him.

They began to poke aisle in the back to see if he moved after a while.

The end of the broadcast shut off the lights and went home.

Why was that face for got down?

Kind of prepared by starving himself, cause most important, it's because I was too busy punching the shit out of my breakfast.

Take that fucking protein.

Okay.

We can do better this time.

All right.

Uh, what happens if I wither away in bed?

Kind of decided to put to stay put and wither away.

Carl Weathers successfully indict, shucks.

Kyle is now a ghost.

This is not relieve him of his responsibility.

Get out of bed anyway.

Do a ghost interview.

Jesus.

Okay.

Uh, let's scavenge co quickly crunch down on the floor.

Realizing his immediate need for bugs, Kyle needs to eat.

The Boggs started to pick between the foot of his bedroom carpet, hoping to catch a straight beat ler to growth.

Soon he had a small handful of various insects dead on a life.

Eat immediately.