Simply the most hideous creature that can be made. Its eyebrows rest beneath its lips. Its gender is ambiguous. Its eyeballs overlap one another. Like a sadistic Dr. Frankenstein, you introduce this bastard creation into the Mii universe where your Mii family and loved ones undoubtedly avoid and gossip about it.
Your sister's colleague made herself when she was over at your place before a work party. Nobody ever uses Bethany, nor do they know what her last name is. She remains on the Wii U because you want future house guests to feel welcome to create their own Mii and then never come back, just like Bethany did.
You have no idea who made this. Who the fuck is 'Wallace'?
With the help of a step-by-step Internet walkthrough, you sculpt a stunning cartoon rendition of a beloved well-known celebrity. Mirroring reality, these Miis overshadow you and fellow Mii common-folk by consistently getting picked to play sports, drive karts, and soak in the limelight. They seldom know what it feels like to not get picked, and they definitely don't know who the fuck Wallace is.
Sporting a slight smirk and a nose not covered in blackheads, your own Mii is void of all of your imperfections and shortcomings. This manifestation of your optimistic self-image conveniently omits your patchy "beard" and weird birthmark in favor of cool sun glasses and chin definition. It is taller than you, thinner than you, and better at bowling than you.