Posts by MARKIPLIER

okay i support

also I really want Mark to burn Miles, because he is fucking pissed that he almost hurt Jack

I'm thinking Mark's alter ego Dark could do it and once it's over Mark will start to tear up and run away or something

Well, he'd probably use a knife or saw, and it'd probably happen in Windclan since Dark wouldn't want Mark to have enough time to take over, since if he captured Astral then Mark might realize what's going on before Dark would get the chance to chop off Astral's leg

sherry d. wrote:

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and i love how mark was just like 'yo, let's burn him'

he's pissed Miles tried to kill Jack

Miles: yo it was an accident

Mark: Let me burn this sarcastic mother fucker

Yes, yes I agree

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I mean hey Mark could adopt some kids maybe

(Or maybe he'll have kids soon who knows)

Oh I completely forgot to mention I kinda want Mark to host a mental defense training because That's why he was gone so long

buuut who knows

*wink wonk*

OF COURSE FUCKIN SEPTIPLIER

but ya know Jack needs that female body

And white needs all the chill pills

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“how 'bout a pretty little smile?” Mark called, a little upset he hadn't yet got to burn Miles, but he was getting what he deserved, and that's all that mattered, right? He thought for a moment “and maybe a doe shaped scar?” It was specific, but maybe it'd make Miles regret hurting Whitedove one day, or at least be painful. Mark sat back, it was hard for him to watch, sure, but he felt he needed to watch, this was justice, or justice, at least, in the Exiles' eyes.

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Mark turned his head at the sounds of shouting and laughing was there a clown or comedian in that den? Mark padded to the den entrance and saw a white cat with a black tail, his fictional eyebrows furrowed and he walked in. Mark suddenly realized who it was from their scent and eyes, he laughed for a long time after a minute or so of laughing he wiped his eyes with a paw and smiled, “it's a good look for you, Séan.” He said, snickering a bit as he said so before calming down, “eh it's not the end of the world, maybe a close second though.”

Mark looked at Whitedove then at Jack and realized wasn't White hetero? Well, shit this must've been as confusing as fuck to her, Mark was totally fine with Jack either way, but he did miss Jack's green tuft of fur, that was always a nice touch.

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Mark padded up at the sound of the call, sitting down as the meeting began, Mark listened, smiling as he heard that Jack was promoted, it was weird to hear Jacksepticeye and Markiplier instead of Jack and Mark. But hey, it was Dystopia, she could call them whatever she wanted, so long as it wasn't dead meat, “noted” he rumbled, flicking his ear.

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I think Mark will start wearing his new flower crown to important events. He also needs a new body so he isn't beat up as much he's a weak babuu compared to those lions and tigers (and bears, oh my)

OK bear it is

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Mark smiled at the child, “heh, people always said I looked good in a flower crown.” He said, sliding the flower crown onto his head his brown eyes full of happiness, it reminded him of when he got a flower crown as a host from a fan once. Mark looked like his favorite color was red, but it was second to green, though he still enjoyed this gift, the forest was calming to him and the dark green of the leaves and moss were nice, at least, to him it was nice others thought it smelled to musty in the forest and everything was too dark.

Mark smiled at Sherry again cuffing one of his ears with a paw in a friendly manner, “well, aren't you just the sweetest?” He said chuckling a bit to himself and sitting back so Sherry could give Run his flower crown as well. Mark felt as if he needed to give something to Sherry in return but... Mark didn't really have any special talents, well, other than being the king of squirrels, that was hard work, but now he had his crown. “thanks for making me a crown, I can now be the official king of squirrels”

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YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

*cough*

I mean yeah, that's be cool

that new avatar is on fleek

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YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

*coughing fit*
Sure, can you make? I got some errands to run so I might not reply for like twenty minutes

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Mark was sleeping peacefully in his room within the caves, when a pain spread along him slowly, he woke up, yawning, and padded towards where the medicine den was to get checked out. He felt himself gradually getting larger and raced over to a pool of water, confused. When he saw himself he froze, "well fuck, I always hated bear simulator and now I myself am a bear?" He murmured to himself sighing and waiting for someone to stumble upon him in this new body, pushing his red tuft of hair out of his eyes and taking his glasses off, seeing as he apparently didn't need them in this body.

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Now, don't get him wrong, Mark hated water, but he hated most of the water sources within the upper levels of the cave more, because you couldn't see the bottom, but he had found a cave that was dark, but when you turned a flashlight on, you could see the bottom, and he was travelling to this source, this time with a flashlight in his jaws and his red flower crown on his head, as he made it to where he could sit ext to the water, he lapped at it with the flashlight pointed away from Malachai, whom Mark hadn't even met yet.

Mark closed his eyes with thought and sang softly, it was some sort of lullaby, and it sounded nice with Mark's deep vocals, he stopped and sighed, he was about to leave when he saw the outline of something in the water, he narrowed his eyes, seeing the creature and jumping back, letting out a gasp and rather unmanly scream, before realizing it was one of his clanmates, "well, *, you scared the * out of me." He said chuckling slightly, "well anyway, I'm Mark Edward Fischbach, call me whatever."

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Yeah, that sounds good, do you have a particular event that will happen?