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emilyrox · 1 year
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weirdmixofweirdness · 2 years
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It’s officially been 5 years since Dark stole our body!
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How are we feeling?
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meloncalic · 2 years
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thewips · 1 year
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“It’s my turn now.”
celine!dark
have i mentioned how much i love Celine hv i mentioned btw hv i mentioned how blorbo shaped celine is.
og unedited art below cut
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ardenwritesegos · 1 month
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Ego Fears: Part 1
The entity from Who Killed Markiplier is said to prey on the insecurities and fears of a person. Therefore, each ego would have some sort of fear that it could prey on. (I’m not doing this for any specific reason. No, not at all…)
Darkiplier’s worst fear is a loss of control. Their whole existence was started by all parts of them having no control of a situation. Now that they finally have that back, they don’t want to lose it. This loss of control would include an inability to use his abilities or loss of control of not his body. After all, the entity within likely has the ability to take the reigns when it feels that Dark isn’t obeying. Don’t be weak. Prim & Proper.    As for insecurities, it can play on them not being able to defeat/kill Actor. Weak shell. Weak mind. Maybe it will make them see him when he's actually not there (this makes it hard for them to know when Actor is there and when it's their imagination, adding to their drift from sanity).
Wilford is already broken, so it's rather difficult for the entity to catch him off guard. However, it can easily trigger him by showing him an image of either Celine or Damien. Mayhaps, it could tell Wil that Dark has hidden them from him in an effort to break up their friendship/relationship. In addition, it may cause further death by Wilford's hands, due to the likely emotional breakdown that information would cause. It was an accident...
Engineer Mark is highly scarred by the events of the warp core. Because of this, the entity could play with him in many ways. For one, it could mess with his senses; make him think he's still in a loop. His mind would quickly drift back into madness, possibly leading him to take...drastic measures. Stop the wheel. Let us in. It also could play on his guilt about nearly destroying the universe. They would get into his head, whispering about all the death, all the destruction he caused. We can help you forget.
Well anyway, just wanted to get some of my thoughts out there. If you want more, please say so.
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faeriescorpio · 1 year
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I think Eric should’ve been in ISWM. As a treat.
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wilfywarfy · 11 months
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He's surrounded by darkness. Pure black. It's just him and his thoughts.
"Uhm... hello?"
He calls out, and yet no one answers.
"Is anyone here?"
Nothing.
"Someone? Anyone?"
"Turn around..."
He turns around. Met with a stranger.
"...who are you?"
"You don't remember?"
"I don't remember a lot of things."
The stranger steps closer, the only sound that of a cane clicking on the non existent floor.
"I see... let's just say I'm a very old friend..."
"You don't look old."
The stranger smiles. "You've aged rather well yourself."
"Why, thank you. It's the sugar and skincare."
"Ah, is it now? I'll remember that... Say, would you mind following me?"
"Hmm... I don't see why not."
The stranger holds out a hand. He accepts. He and the stranger walk. To where, he doesn't know. It's simply forward.
"You truly don't remember me?"
"Unfortunately not... should I remember you?"
"It's been a long time since you've made a memory with me. I don't blame you for forgetting."
"Wait, let me try and remember! Uh... Greg? Are you Greg?"
"Heh, no, I'm not."
"Bill? Steve? Dave?"
"No, no, and no."
"...damn."
"It's alright. Don't beat yourself up over such a thing. I'm sure it'll come to you eventually."
"Well, if I don't know who you are, then why are you here?"
"I... I simply felt like you could use a friend. Being in the dark is no fun, is it?"
"Hm. No, it's not."
"Let's walk and talk then. Make the dark a bit less boring."
He agrees. He asks the strangers question, and the stranger provides answers. Questions about music, movies, food, life, anything that came to mind. They talk. Like old friends.
"Wilford."
He looks at the stranger, confused.
"Yes?"
"...you don't have to blame yourself anymore."
"I'm sorry?"
"I can feel it, you know... deep down, in that heart of yours... you hurt. You've hurt for a long time. A pain that you didn't know how to heal."
"...what do you-"
"William..."
"..."
"You don't have to blame yourself anymore. It's been years. Decades. Decades you've lived with this pain... Pain you don't deserve to suffer through anymore."
"...he said it was my fault."
"Don't listen to him... he's gotten into your head enough. You have to forgive yourself."
"But they're all-"
"I know... it's okay... we don't blame you, William... we've forgiven you a long time ago."
His friends gives his hand a squeeze.
"You have to forgive yourself, William."
"But it's all my fault."
"It's not... you need to see that it's not... you were a victim of this story... just like everyone else. Not everything you did was right... but that doesn't mean you deserve to suffer any longer. Please, William... It's time to forgive yourself."
He feels himself stirring.
"It's time to forgive yourself."
"Wait, no, please, don't leave!"
"Forgive yourself."
"How? Please, tell me-"
"Forgive yourself."
"Damien!"
---
He awakens.
"...who's Damien?"
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silver-halloween · 2 years
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The Colonel Mood Board
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WHOEVER DID THIS I LOVE YOU
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puppeteered-poetry · 2 years
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    The Head Engineer sat in the hallway leading to the Warp Core, smoke billowing from the hole shot into his chest. His time in this loop was nearly up, yet something felt… Different.
     His ears were ringing, vision blacking out, yet… He was still conscious. Mostly, anyway… And someone else was there.
     “... Your Captain has left you.” The entity’s voice echoed. Mark looked up, startled by what seemed to be a member of the crew, except completely greyscale, with cracks down their face.
     This person almost looked to be Mark’s brother, how similar they looked. They sat down beside him, gazing down at the wound.
      “... This universe is going to die, soon. I have seen it.” They spoke softly. “... Are you frightened?”
     The Engineer squeaked, nodding with some hesitance. He was terrified of the entity themself, let alone the insanity they spoke of.
     The entity pauses, offering their hand to hold. Mark squinted, confused, before taking it.
     “... I know you don’t know me right now, but… I missed you, old friend… Wilford has already left this universe. I will join him soon. I just wanted to see you one last time.”
     “... Huh?”
     The demon pauses, chuckling. They plant a kiss on the engineer’s forehead.
      “Nothing to concern yourself with. Good night, Mark.”
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emilyrox · 1 year
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ooo, now i kinda wanna hear your mack headcanons specifically-
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Mack Headcanons/Theories :D
Gender/Sexuality
Trans man + Polysexual
Real reason: because I said so
"Logical reason": Mark and Mack are similar, but not the same. I headcanon Mark as a cis man + pan. So Mack, being similar but not the same, is a trans man + poly.
When we First Meet Him
I like to think that Mack had a feeling that we were from a different universe. That we were not his captain in that universe. But he chose not to say anything about it.
So like...you know how when we point out that he's not Mark he glitches out and is replaced with Mark? And how in every other universe we're in, whenever we mention the warp core or not going back in time to Mark, that universe glitches? What if...if someone were to tell us...that we weren't that universe's captain, we would also glitch out?
Now I'm not saying Mack didn't say anything because he wanted to "protect" us or anything. Kinda sorta the opposite.
I think Mack is such an a-hole to us because his captain in his universe is a mega asshole.
You know the "ending" in part 1 where we constantly beat up/boss around/bully Mark to the point of driving him insane? Yeah. That's Mack's captain but like...50x worse.
So when he sees us, while he has a feeling that we aren't his captain, and sees that we aren't acting like his captain right now, he thinks that we may start to act exactly like them once we reach the new planet.
And he's fucking sick of it.
He decides the only way to prevent us from going dictator on him...is to become a dictator himself.
"Great Job, Mack!" Route
In the route where we do let Mack take the lead, while he is dictator, the only person he seems to be actively hurting is us. He does use our torment as an example to the other colonists as what will happen if they also go against the colony, but no one else seems to be actually punished in that scene. The other colonists celebrate when we are about to be killed by firing squad, as they also believe we had caused them much harm.
Not saying no one else was harmed by his rule as dictator, but it seemed like the only person he truly wanted to torment was us. Because he thought we were similar enough to his captain.
Remember when I mentioned the "ending" in part 1, where we constantly bossed Mark around, blamed him for everything, punished him for every little mistake he made, etc.?
Yeah, this scene is the reverse of that. We are now the ones being constantly bossed around, blamed for everything, and punished for every little mistake we make.
Because that's what Mack's captain did to him.
This was Mack's revenge on the captain. Although we are not his captain, we are similar enough that it still feels satisfying to him.
"You're Not Mark" Route
Speaking of "similar enough"
I mentioned how when we say he's not Mark, he glitches out of existence because it's that bad of an identity crisis.
The line "You do not get to choose whether or not I exist!" still hits hard for me bro.
For multiple reasons:
1. He realizes that we know he's not our engineer, also confirming to him that we aren't his Captain.
2. He's meeting the fate that we would have had if he pointed out we weren't his captain.
3. Us dismissing his identity not only hurts him because of the paradox/warp core, but because of how his captain treated his identity.
Headcanon that Mack's captain, along with already being a mf asshole, was also transphobic. Constantly deadnaming and misgendering Mack just to piss him off and invalidate him.
So when we dismiss him like "You're not Mark. You're not real", he loses it.
We unknowingly just did exactly what his captain would do.
Miscellaneous
I know I said that it seemed like we were the only ones Mack wanted to hurt while he's dictator. But I also hc that he immediately sent all homophobes and transphobes to death.
Fav drink: Diet Coke (he's played by MatPat it has to be)
Fav food: Mac and cheese (No it is NOT just for the pun. I'm also projecting my favorite onto him.)
Doesn't know what fnaf is, but if he were introduced to it he would become OBSESSED. (Once again, MatPat)
In this universe, Mark is Theory Crew.
In our own universe, Theory Crew's real name is Mack.
So Mack and Mark basically just swapped places in this universe.
If the Captain knew that they probably would've just gone out to seek Mark as theory crew.
As a bonus, you get a fic idea I've thought of that takes place after the ending of ISWM! :D
Post-Canon Fic Idea
At some point after the true ending of ISWM, the captain somehow ends up in Mack's universe again. I imagine some kind of conflict/battle/whatever happens, including them running into Mack's captain.
(I headcanon that this universe's captain is played by Jacksepticeye, since he was originally cast to play Mack but couldn't due to Covid)
They're both appalled by each other. Mack's captain thinks we're weak and not as strong as them and a pushover. We realize they're a gigantic asshole and the reason why Mack treated us the way he did.
Doesn't excuse his actions towards us, but an understanding is made.
The Cap tries to convince Mack to leave this universe and join us in ours.
"...Why?! Why should I?!"
"Because things will be better there. You won't be trapped with that asshole anymore!"
"...No...things won't be better...because you're just like THEM!"
"How!? How am I like them?!?"
"You both think I don't exist!"
[flashback to the "You're Not Mark" route]
"...I'm sorry."
"...wait, what?"
"I'm sorry. I was just...trying to fix things in my universe...I needed to get to my version of the head engineer so we could fix a paradox. I guess I just...assumed...based on your attitude towards me, that you wouldn't help if I told you..."
[there's a pause for a moment]
"...Well, then...maybe I...shouldn't have assumed you would act like my captain...maybe then, it would've worked out better for you...for us...I'm sorry..."
"...Maybe your captain shouldn't have been a lil' bitch."
[Mack releases a small laugh]
"So...wanna join my crew?"
[Cap reaches their hand out to Mack, offering him to grab it, if he wants. Mack hesitates. Suddenly they both hear a distant shouting. It's this universe's captain giving orders to someone]
"That lesser version of me will not get away with this! Find them now! Oh, and if [deadname] is with them...bring [improper pronoun] to me as well. I'm sure helping an alternate version of me disrupt my colony counts as treason. And both of them will be severely punished."
[Cap and Mack both exchange terrified looks. Mack looks back at Cap's hand. He grabs it.]
"Please..."
[They run off together. Possibly more action happens idk. Wormhole/portal opens. They jump through. We're back in our universe. With Mack.]
That's what I got so far, @frayro-called-frey!
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Happy 1 year anniversary, In Space With Markiplier!
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In celebration, have this hit of angst!
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meloncalic · 2 years
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thewips · 2 years
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darkiplier version of @meloncalic’s actor mark art
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sardonic-the-writer · 2 years
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━"Things Best Forgotten"
━Tw: Mentions of muder, truama, angst, derealization, ect
━Notes: I'm so sorry but at the same time have angst <3. Based on this request
━Song: "Your Sister Was Right" By Wilbur Soot
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"It's you."
Two words.
Two words that brought the world crashing down around you.
Resolve crumbled away into nothing. The light behind your bright eyes dimmed, mirroring the shortness of breath in your burning lungs.
It hurt to see him. Hurt to hear his voice. To be bombarded with his smile. His stupid crooked smile that at one point would unleash a storm of butterflies in your stoumache.
Your only hope was that this was a different universe. That this wasn't your Wilford. The same man who had shot you through the heart and gone insane.
Your hope was short-lived.
He looked so different. Yet so much of the same man that you'd laughed with.
Cried with.
Love each other with.
"Gumdrop?"
Fuck.
Too much. It's too much.
The blinding lights and party streamers surrounding the two of you made you want to vomit. It was too bright. Too much of a reminder of that fucking mansion you had been trapped in for ages.
The sound of lightning still made you jump to this day.
You hadn't even realized you'd been crying untill a painful hiccup passed your lips.
The sound of Wilfords voice dripping with concern and a heart wrenching apology meant nothing to you. Hardly anything did any more.
Memories bubbled to the surface like scars. Damien. Celine. Marc. Dark.
A mirror
You recalled a mirror
It was cold in there
Maybe that's why you found yourself in the endless confines of space. Becuase no matter how hard you tried to push down the memory of what happened that fateful night you couldn't. It followed you everywhere.
So cold.
You leaned into the hand that was being placed in your back, rubbing in slow circles over your black jump suit. Even through the layers of clothing serperating the two of you, you still felt fire scortch your skin with and invisible brand.
Tears cascaded down still, not pausing in their cries of sorrow untill a few moments later.
"You're not supposed to be here yet gumdrop." Wilford mumbled. His voice was much quieter than you'd ever heard from him.
You just looked at the man through your blurry vision.
He stared right back, lips twitching downwards slightly.
The silence stretched on. You hadn't pushed his hand away yet, but you were no longer leaning into his soft touch.
It made Wilfords heart ache for reasons he couldn't explain.
He could see the anguish in your eyes.
He could see how you had come to terms with things a while ago.
How there would be no happy ending for you. No right decision that would bathe you in the peace and calm you so longed for.
There would only be the reminder of that mansion. A burning in your heart that so mimiced the bullet that had pierced it.
It just happened that some things were better off forgotten.
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faeriescorpio · 1 year
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man instead of updating my tumblr ive just been drawing a bunch of animatics and putting them on my youtube lol
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