MarkiplierMarkiplier2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sometimes every now and then
A special person comes along
They march to a different set of drums
And they sing a different song
You say those gamers are all alike
I’d say you’re out of your mind
Cause there ain’t no one quite like Mark
No one as sweet and as kind
The first time that I saw him
He was doing some silly dance
I thought to myself, “Wow he’s really cute!”
I’ll watch some and give him a chance
Half a million subscribers later
He’s still as funny as can be
But you don’t have to take my word
Check him out and then you’ll see
From Drunk Minecraft with Bob and Wade
To let’s plays and talkin trash
From slenderman and Witch’s House
To Amnesia with Yamimash
Gmod Horror and Hells Resort
I bet Mario made You cuss
Don’t starve looks like lots of fun
And how awesome is The Last of Us
I hope you know I love you Mark
Wordiplier: The Markiplier DictionaryWordiplier: The Markiplier Dictionary (EDIT: 9/14/13)Wordiplier: The Markiplier Dictionary2 years ago in Humor More Like This
This dictionary will include terms and phrases created by Mark Fischbach, also known on YouTube as Markiplier. Born in Hawaii and residing in Ohio, Mark has created YouTube as an outlet for entertaining people in a positive manner since 2011. This dictionary will include the types of things he says to make people smile, from the sincere to the absurd.
The YouTube channel known as MarkiplierGame has risen tremendously in the past 2 years of its existence. Mark plays an array of horror games, generally on PC, but he also has a small library of rage games, or completely bizarre games. It has yet to be determined what best attracts viewers to Markiplier, but it can be agreed that he possess many qualities that gamers and the YouTube community enjoy, from teens to adults. Markiplier originally used his gaming videos to practice his voice acting, and people have even asked Mark to voice or co-star for their own videos due to his high rang
Autophobia, Chapter oneAutophobia, Chapter one2 years ago in Settings More Like This
There's more than 100,000 patients in this asylum. I would know, I've counted them all.
There's the guy with the Schizophrenia
some guy who is often very sick and claims to be followed,
Daniel, who has extreme Amnesia and highly paranoid which at some points causes him to become violent.
Mandus, claims to be seeing and hearing children when there is clearly none in sight.
Those are only a handful of the patients here...
I haven't been here long, only 7 months, and I've recently been assigned to my first patient. I found it strange when they had handed me the papers. I had absolutely no idea who he was, so it took me a few moments to grasp the reality that this would be like a brand new experience.
The only thing is that I've heard rumors about this patient, Mark Fischbach, its said that he's one of passive-aggressive patients. I've also heard that he supposedly got put into this place because he was diagnosed as insane.
Submit. Succumb. Serve.The silence has been unnerving. The silence was ultimate: no creaks of a heavily bolted door; no clopping of shoes next to his ear; no beating sound of his pounding heart. It was utterly, terrifyingly silent.Submit. Succumb. Serve.2 years ago in Horror More Like This
The room was bare. Only his limp, abused body laid in the center of the cold, desolate room. This small, enclosed space was not a prison. No, prisons have makeshift cots for sleeping and a bucket for you to piss in. This was far worse than a prison, although, he didn’t have a name for it. He couldn’t make a name for it. His head, at the moment, was only trying to process two things: how to deal with this pain and why the hell he had to adventure into that…place.
He had entered into THAT place before. He had meet the soul that guards the grounds at night. Yet, he was never caught. He thought he could tempt his luck simply because he always managed to hop the fence right before the face-less man attempted to grab his collar. His trial had run up when he was thrown
If I Met MarkiplierWe meet at lastIf I Met Markiplier2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are YOU
I am no one
to be remembered
Merely one of
to have had the honor
To you it is nothing really
all in a days work
To me it is everything
A dream come true
A warm smile, a handshake
It is done
Your parade moves on
The pedestal gleaming
All in a days work as you
smile tiredly at the next fan
Heaven can not compare
The daydream over
I move to the mundane
It was Heaven while it lasted
Digital Nightmare Chapter 6Digital Nightmare Chapter 62 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I opened my eyes, long grass meeting my stare. The side of my face felt like it was on something soft, and I could tell I was laying on top of something.
“Ugh, what happened?” Mark asked, sounding to be in front of me. I looked up at Mark, finding him facing away from me. I glanced down to look at his feet and I shrieked in terror.
“CHEEZ-ITS AND RICE, WHAT THE HECK?!” I shouted. Mark had turned into a male centaur. He tried to turn around to face me, but only his front legs moved, making him trip. We were suddenly set back to our starting position, and I was still screaming.
“Shut up! You’re hurting my ears!!” He shouted, covering his ears with his hands and stomping one of his front hooves. I stopped screaming to take a breath, and I began to hyperventilate.
“Mark.” I said, panting and sitting up. “You’re a freaking cent
Autophobia, Chapter twoAutophobia, Chapter two2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Name: Mark Fischbach
Age: 24 years old
"Yeah pretty much the basics...."
Other sicknesses: Believed to suffer from Pediophobia.
Relatives/ close friends or girlfriend/wife : brother: Tom Fischbach, Close friends: Bob, and Wade.
Reason for being put in the asylum: Insanity.
I frowned. The reason was pretty vague, there was no story explaining why he was diagnosed insane or anything.
I sighed softly, the rest of the questions asked were blank.
Important questions such as; living area, past or present occupation, and any sort of surgeries or allergies.
Closing up the file and angrily setting it on the brown table. I reached for the mug filled with tea, only to find it completely empty.
My apartment was its normal amount of dead silence, but this nig
Digital Nightmare Chapter 2 part 2Digital Nightmare Chapter 2 part 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Hello?” I heard Mark’s voice ask a little anxiously.
“Okay, I may have liked your videos before, enough to show my little sister, but you have changed for the worse. If I find out that you have done anything to her—”
“I haven’t hurt her, I swear I haven’t.” Mark told me. “I didn’t even know she was going to be here in the first place, Creepyplier trapped her here and now we’re both stuck.”
“Okay, aren’t you Creepyplier, and what do you mean ‘here’?” I asked. There was some rustling and I could tell my sister had taken her phone back from Mark.
“No, he is not Creepyplier. This is Markiplier, Mark Fischbach. The good one. Creepyplier came to life a year ago and took Mark’s place, trapping him in his own computer. Mark sent out a video a little bit before his account was banned
A Let's PlayerA scream of terror.A Let's Player2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A gasp of shock.
A cry of frustration.
A shout of victory.
These are the voices of a Let’s Player.
Some of them famous,
Most of them not.
A few are serious,
Others are hilarious,
Maybe a selected few are silent.
A lot with faces,
A Let’s Player are neither male nor female;
Tall nor short;
Blonde nor Brunette;
Brave nor cowardly.
They are simply people.
People who play not only for their own,
But play for people whom they may never meet.
We thank and thank and thank
For them to play for us,
When they thank and thank and thank
For us supporting them.
The differences between these Players,
(That so many of us say they have)
Of these heartwarming people,
Are few, at most,
But they are the same.
They love their fans that love them back;
They play for their pleasure and ours;
They know that a game, to be judged,
Must be played first.
Digital Nightmare Chapter 2 part 1Rose’s POV…Digital Nightmare Chapter 2 part 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Leila! Come on, dinner’s ready.” I called up the stairs. Mom had left for work not too long ago; she works the night shift and wouldn’t be home until 7:30 or so in the morning. So, it was just me and my sister in the house. I hadn’t heard anything from her since she tried to show me the Markiplier video. She didn’t even come out to say goodbye to Mom. We assumed she was just listening to loud music or working on a project for school, so we let it slide. Getting tired of waiting, I trudged up the stairs and to her room. I didn’t get a reply when I knocked on her door. Going in, I saw that her laptop was not plugged in its usual place and she was nowhere to be found. I spotted a note by the window. It read that she had gone to help her friend coach horse camp and wouldn’t be back for a while. Something was definitely not right. ‘Since when do you bri
Digital Nightmare: Chapter 3Digital Nightmare: Chapter 32 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I woke up only a few hours later, something compelled me to. I kept my eyes mostly shut as I glanced around the room; yep, I was still trapped in Mark’s computer. I sighed and turned a bit, glancing at Mark. He looked to be sound asleep, and a pale face with black, burnt skin encircling his eyes stared at him from behind the desk. I started to close my eyes, but they shot open as I realized what I just saw. A PALE FACE WITH BLACK, BURNT SKIN ENCIRCLING HIS EYES. I sat straight up in bed and screamed, successfully waking up Mark. Jeff was startled for but a second, and I suddenly saw him standing in front of me with his terribly large grin.
“Go to sleep…” he whispered, his voice raspy. I tried to shove him away, but he was stronger than I was. He slowly raised his knife, and I heard a bang from behind him. Jeff turned around and I saw Mark holding up my baseball bat. He tore J
Digital Nightmare“Hello everybody and welcome to let’s play—” Mark’s voice sounded through my headphones as I copied the link. It had been over a year since Markiplier made his last Creepyplier video, and since then his videos had been getting worse. It had gotten so bad in fact, that YouTube is going to remove his videos and ban his account soon. Naturally, I was backtracking and saving all of his good ones onto my computer and… ‘Hello. What is this?’ I thought as a new video message popped up. I clicked on it and the video was labeled ‘Help!’ I sighed. ‘A bit late for a cry of help, isn’t it, Mark? Oh well. May as well take a look.’ I thought. The screen was completely black, but there was no mistaking Mark’s voice that came through the speakers in my headphones.Digital Nightmare2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Hello? Is this thing working? The webcam won’t turn on.
Markiplier's Halloween CarolOn the first Night of Halloween Markiplier gave to me...Markiplier's Halloween Carol2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A slendy page He took from a Tree
On the Second night of Halloween Markiplier gave to me...
2 Holy Balls! And A slendy page He took from a tree
On the Third night of Halloween Markiplier gave to me...
3 rapid POOFS - 2 Holy Balls - And a Slendy page he took from a tree
On the Fourth night of Halloween Markiplier gave to me...
4 Lil Piggies - 3 Rapid Poofs - 2 Holy Balls - And a Slendy page he took from a Tree
On the Fifth Night of Halloween Markiplier gave to me...
FIVE HORROR COMPILATIONS!! - 4 Lil Piggies - 3 Rapid POOFS - 2 Holy Balls
- And a Slendy Page He took from a tree
On the Sixth Night of Hallow
Mark Vs. MonsterA smile forms on the lips of the creature as he gazed at the approaching light. His prey had walked towards him, without a second thought, looking to find a sanctuary that didn’t exist.Mark Vs. Monster2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The creature allowed his prey to approach him, both giddy with fear and excitement.
When he could bare it no longer, the creature growled and moved towards the figure. The monster was all for a chase and loved the hunt. He could almost smell the adrenaline, but, in the same room, made it almost blind in comparison. He could just tell his dinner would be a fulfilling one, something to almost satisfy the creature without a master.
Had his master still been alive, the grunt would’ve let his victim live. But, his master was gone along with most of his humanity. Now, the thing was merely a monster, created from the tormented human it had once been, the pain and suffering now never ending.
Amusement filled the monster as he saw the shock and horror register on the man’s face; fearful and anx
Markiplier X Reader 1You finally did it, out on your own away from your hectic home life. A life living with your friend and their spouse after your parents kicked you out after college. You decided to move to the town of Cincinnati, Ohio, looking to find an apartment close to the job of your choice. After several months you finally get your apartment and are moving in today. It's fairly big with a ton of floors. You live on the second floor. All of your boxes are still packed in your home, tons of them with trinkets or furniture from the old house at your friend's, furniture they gave to you to congratulate you on your move. The place is very comfortable enough for you and a single friend. Your bedroom is nicely sized along with the bathroom, if you decided to have anyone over they would think it would be a small house, not an apartment.Markiplier X Reader 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
You're sitting out in the lobby waiting for the final box your friend is bringing. A box filled with things you left over there, memorabilia of your old life, pictures, a
Digital Nightmare Chapter 4Digital Nightmare Chapter 42 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Mark, this is my sister Rose; well, her avatar at least.” I introduced.
“Hello Ba~—” Mark began.
“No.” I interjected, stepping in front of him. “It’s my sister for crying out loud, man!” Mark sighed dramatically,
“Alright, sorry. Force of habit.” He said, giving me a look before shaking hands with Rose. “It’s nice to meet you, Rose.” He said. “How did you get in here?”
“Well, I just logged into the Wi-Fi in this coffee shop, and I tracked Leila’s phone to this server. Then I just sent my avatar here and waited. Lucky for me, Creepyplier didn’t do anything to try and block the connection; yet. I’ve already saved the link to your server, so hopefully I won’t have any problems logging in later.”
“Did the zombies give you a hard time?” I
MarkiplierXReader - Rough StartTitle: Rough StartMarkiplierXReader - Rough Start2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Characters: Mark Fischbach, Reader
Word Count: 766
Summary: ...Remembering the events of last night quite clearly, you finally reached the bathroom, and indeed found a Wilfred Warfstache leaning against the bathtub, the signature pink mustache hanging around his neck...
The morning had started off so quiet.
You were up unusually early this morning. Relishing in it's bliss, you quickly realized something was wrong. Looking over to the other side of the bed, you noticed that Mark was already up.
Quick to your feet, you got up and headed towards the bathroom, sure that was where Mark was. He had played drunk Minecraft all day yesterday with Bob and Wade, only eating a handful or so of Cheez-Its in between breaks.
"Mark, you really should eat something besides Cheez-Its if you plan to drink all nig
Chapter Six: Weapon Choice: CHAIRThe smell of bacon had awoken me from my slumber.Chapter Six: Weapon Choice: CHAIR2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Should I get up and walk to the kitchen?” I asked myself. His bed was really comfortable. I decided to get up, but once I opened the door, Mark yelled at me,
“GET BACK IN THAT BED, WOMAN.”
I walked back into the bedroom and laid back down under the covers.
“That’s what I thought!” He yelled.
A few minutes later, Mark came in holding a plate of bacon. In the other hand, was a bottle of whiskey.
“Tonight, I’m doing drunk Minecraft with Bob and Wade. You can get drunk too, if you want. I’ll share.” Mark smiled politely.
“Oh, but not the cheez-its?” I joked.
“My cheez-its.” He said matter-of-factly.
He sat down next to me, placing the plate and bottle of whiskey between us. We sat there talking, munching on bacon and sipping on the whiskey. When we were done with breakfast, he decided that we needed to get my stuff over to his house.
It took us a coup
Digital Nightmare Chapter 10Digital Nightmare Chapter 102 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I huffed as I glanced at my watch, Yamimash should have been here by now. As I sat on the cold metal bench by the bus stop, I could hear rain in the distance fast approaching. A gray bus passed, then a blue one… a red one. All of them turned the corner and left; none had Yami riding it. I was about to go back to my ‘base’ when finally green bus arrived. A shivering Yamimash emerged from the bus, a messily stuffed suitcase trailing behind him. Whether he was shivering from the chilly breeze or from fear, I didn’t know. But I do know that when he spotted me, he charged forwards and nearly knocked me over.
“OH, thank G-d; I half expected you not to be here!” He said, his British accent prominent through his shivering. “Your sister said you can save me from those creatures, right?”
Breaking New Ground ~Chapter 1 It started out as a normal day. Things went well. Mark woke up, washed his face, "Have to keep this face clean if people are going to be lookin' at me." he thought. Then he migrated to the kitchen and ate some meat (breakfast meat; one of his favorite kinds), and while eating he thought about his day. Or atleast what he was going to do that day. He often thought about his fans or all the funny things that he had planned out for the day. But every so often is mind would wander into the deep pockets of his memory. Thoughts of his past came back up and burned his throat. He would usually shake it off and remind himself of the present. "Lets not go there... we've got a good thing going, lets do what we do and make people laugh."Breaking New Ground ~Chapter 12 years ago in Settings More Like This
But he could never shake the feeling that something... just something was missing.
Livestream. He had promised one today, but it had almost not gotten done because of the regular computer issu
Chapter Twelve: I'll See YOU, In The Next Story.-Ten Year Skip-Chapter Twelve: I'll See YOU, In The Next Story.2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mark and I decided to get a babysitter for Amnesia. Even though she was ten now, we didn’t feel right leaving her at home by herself.
Mark wanted to take me to this restaurant in downtown. It was six pm, and luckily he had remembered to make reservations. He also remembered to let me know to wear a dress and heels instead of my normal attire, which was jeans and a hoodie.
I put on his favorite, black mini dress with my black stilettos. He loved this outfit because when I wore it, I reminded him of his angel babes in Amnesia.
Walking down the stairs, I noticed Mark staring.
“Well, hello baaaaby.” He smiled. I noticed he was wearing something I loved seeing him in. All black suit with a red tie.
He kissed me on the lips. Every time he kissed me, that spark always stayed. It has never left, which I presumed was a good thing.
Mark put his arm around my waist and walked me out the door and to his car. He opened the passenger side door for me, and once I was
Falling Through the Cracks~ Chapter 1 Hello all and welcome to Book 2. Before reading this Book I highly advise that you read the first one, Breaking New Ground. And If you have read it already thank you for sticking with me this long. I am continuously grateful for you support and kindness.Falling Through the Cracks~ Chapter 12 years ago in Settings More Like This
"The sky. Its so blue here." Mark commented in Wade's direction. He looked up to the sky, watching the fluffy white clouds float still soaking in the moment.
"Yeah. Lets just work on getting our hotel first. Then we can work on sinking in the scenery."
Vegas was always nice to look at when watching it on TV but now being there was a whole different world. Even though it was a vacation and the main purpose was to have fun, but he couldn't get an aching sting out of his chest.
Getting a hotel was surpris
Chapter Eight: Moose Man(WARNING!!!! BEFORE READING, MAKE SURE YOU'RE LISTENING TO PAYPHONE BY MAROON 5. IT ADDS MORE EMOTION AND CHARACTER TO THIS CHAPTER. THANK YOU.)Chapter Eight: Moose Man2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Even though it was raining outside, I decided to go after her. I needed her. She is my air, the reason why I now love waking up in the mornings.
I grabbed my hoodie, locked the door, and decided to check the park. Reaching in my pocket, I grabbed my cell and called her.
“Please, come home...”
I felt my phone vibrate again.
“It’s him again, probably.. I should just ignore it.”
A strange feeling from my gut told me that I should answer it.
“What do you want? Isn’t tearing my heart up into pieces enough for you?” I cried, walking out of the bar so I wouldn’t have everyones attention on me.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry I hurt you. I didn’t know you loved me. I am not some dirt bag that uses women. I swear, she come on to me. She unzipped, rubbed up against me a
My weekend with Markiplier. Chp. 2. I woke up early on Friday and took a shower. I threw on some pants and a plain t-shirt, and put my hair up in a bun. Who was to be impressed today anyway? I stretched and noticed the amazing smell of bacon so I made my way downstairs to have some breakfast. My mom, dad and little sister were all sitting at the table eating. I grabbed my food from the stove and began eating occasionally checking my phone for facebook notifications ect. "How was your day yesterday hunny? You came home a little late." I put my bacon piece down and looked at my mom. "I was at the mall with Alex, and I had lunch with a new friend." My..new friend? Was he my friend? "New friend? That's nice." She ended the conversation there. I remembered that Mark gave me his number. I was so confused on whether to text him or not.My weekend with Markiplier. Chp. 2.2 years ago in Romance More Like This
I finished my breakfast and walked outside for a smoke. I hated smoking, but it was such a bad habit. I didn't know when to stop. I decided I should text Mark, to thank