#Art heist baby personas probably

[moonyswarmsweaters]

Obsessed with the idea of Slytherin Skittles true crime podcast that is just them reading over real crimes and pointing out each of the criminal’s mistakes.

once, someone repeatedly sent them hate comments saying they could never do better causing Batshit Barty and the gang to go “Bet”

A week later, A newly freed child abuser who didn’t serve his time was found dead with the exact same MO they said in the latest episode of the podcast with none of the mistakes they pointed out. No one could prove they did it yet everyone knew.

The podcast continued as usual.

[mysteriplier]

The entire Markiplier/Warfstache/Darkiplier timeline as I understand it

I most likely got one or two things wrong but here goes

names and pronouns colour coded or bolded for convenience

-Damien, Celine, Mark, and William AKA the Colonel meet and become friends, practically growing up in Markiplier Manor together.

-Mark marries Celine (possibly for her knowledge about the arcane arts), to the dismay of the Colonel.

-Mark's fame as an actor and obsession lead to him and Celine growing apart.

-Celine and the Colonel start to have an afair, funded by Mark's loans to the Colonel.

-Mark discovers the afair, ends things with Celine and demands the Colonel pay him back, which he refuses, causing the two to end contact.

-Mark's obsession with the Arcane leads him to unleash two other-dimensional entities into the manor (which I'll refer to as the "House entity" and the "Dark entity"), and discover two extra planes of existence, the "in-between" and the "upside down".

-Mark uses the upside down to cheat death over and over again, returning from it to his damaged body after killing himself in various ways to test the upside down's limits.

-Mark plans to manipulate the Colonel into killing him, only to then steal his body as an act of revenge.

-Mark hires a detective named Abe to investigate his staff in order to make sure his plan goes well.

-Mark invites Abe, Damien (now the city's mayor), the DA (a stand-in for the viewer and Damien's plus one) and the Colonel to a poker night to enact his plan.

-Mark succeeds in having the Colonel kill him through a game of Russian roulette in the cellar (which breaks a wine bottle), but is unable to steal the Colonel's body or return to his own as it has become too damaged.

-One of the entities uses the in-between to teleport Mark's body in front of the DA to start the investigation which would allow Mark and the entities to get new bodies.

-The Dark entity succeeds in stealing Mark's body (however it can barely move), but only by trapping it in the upside down.

-Celine senses the odd happenings at the manor and joins the investigation in an attempt to speak to Mark's trapped soul, with the DA's help.

-the House entity shows the DA a vision of Groundskeeper George to get everyone but Celine and Damien to leave.

-While Abe, Chef and the DA interrogate George, Damien and Celine attempt contact with Mark once more, allowing Mark to trap Damien in the upside down and steal his body to escape, and allowing the House entity to do the same to Celine.

-Needing a new body, the Dark entity manipulates Damien and Celine and sends the DA and the Colonel to Abe's office via the in-between.

-Misinterpreting the evidence gathered by Abe, the Colonel believes Abe has been pulling all the strings, confronting and eventually shooting him, only to then accidentally shoot the DA who falls to their death.

-The Dark entity convinces Damien and Celine to return to the DA's body with the DA, and they convince the DA to agree.

-The Dark entity joins the 3 souls back into DA's body, however as multiple beings cannot be in the same body, each soul is broken and split into pieces, creating a deranged individual corrupted by darkness.

-The Colonel, seeing the DA's body rise back up after several hours, falls into madness, believing that death is a meaningless joke that anyone can get back up from.

-The dark individual takes Damien's appearance (with some elements of Celine's) and pushes the DA out into a broken mirror, now only containing Celine's fractured soul, Damien's fractured soul, and the Dark Entity.

-the souls overflowing from the body that was not meant to hold them give the Dark individual a red and blue aura, officially creating Darkiplier.

-Abe warns the Colonel over the radio that he is coming for him.

-The Colonel, now going under the name Wilford (Motherlovin') Warfstache, convinces Abe that he has succeeded in catching him, only to make him question reality and fall with him into madness.

-Mark, now in Damien's old body, attempts to regain his fame, this time as a youtube gamer.

-Darkiplier, or at least the Damien part of him, wanting his body back, attempts to possess Mark on several occasions, causing Mark to stare creepily into the camera, as well as various glitches.

- Wilford Warfstache starts a career as a reporter, interviewing several video game characters and having several death-filled adventures, one of which seemingly ends in his death at the hands of a baby, however it would seem he was only injured.

-Wilford interviews Actor Mark, neither seeming to recognize each other. As Mark insults Wilford and the audience, Wilford casually stabs him to death (however Mark obviously would not be dead for long)

-Actor Mark stars in a choose-your-own adventure-style romantic video series, however two of the story's endings are hijacked, one in which Darkiplier attempts to steal Mark's co-star, succeeding and getting Mark (temporarily) killed or getting himself (temporarily) killed depending on the co-star's choice, and one in which Warfstache teleports the co-star into a bathroom, in which a mirror reveals that they are in fact Mark's dog Chica.

-Warfstache creates MarkTV, a TV service that would give Dark, Warf, and even a reluctant (and seamingly hostage) Mark, as well as various other Markiplier personas their own shows and commercial platforms, in an attempt to gain fame and therefore take control of Mark's channel. While Dr. Iplier agrees with Warfstache, having been heavily featured in MarkTV, the other personas disagree, including Dark, who assures Warfstache he still respects him and always has.

-Poems written from the perspective of various personas appear in the descriptions of Mark's Doki Doki Litterature Club playthrough.

-A cryptic video is posted from Mark's van in which an old television turns on emitting white noise, waking up the cameraman as a barely audible voice, seemingly Darkiplier's, states that "we were going to do great things together", then orders the cameraman to go back to sleep.

-Another cryptic video is posted with various glitchy, grainy shots of nature, a cabin, a floating woman and a hooded figure, as well as a voice, seemingly Darkiplier's, stating (either to Mark, the viewer or someone... or something else) "you built this place for broken things, but some things can't be fixed", then repeating the "go back to sleep" line.

I think that covers quite literally EVERYTHING from the early days of Mark's channel up to now!

EDIT

This was written before DAMIEN was released, here is what's new

After escaping the Manor in the DA's body during the events of Who Killed Markiplier, Celine and Damien make their way to a cabin in the middle of nowhere, where Celine seemingly takes control of Darkiplier, leaving Damien in a sort of dream loop, which is interrupted by Mark (or at least the entity... in a Mark Mask). This starts the process of waking Damien up to his reality, literally cracking the walls around him that Celine had set up to protect him. He sees images of a mutilated corpse, probably that of the DA whose body he and Celine inhabit with the Darkness. Damien tells Celine to rest as he finally takes the wheel and lets the Darkness consume him, emerging from the cabin as Darkiplier.

EDIT PT2: POST HEIST

I'm now adding what I could put together from A Heist With Markiplier

before the date with the co-star, Mark organises a heist with them in order to steal a box that acts as a divergence of timelines, its contents being different within each timeline. In two of these timelines the box's content is a rewind button, one of which brings you to the beginning of the heist, which Mark forgets about and invites you on the date from Date With Markiplier, the other brings you to an interview with Wilford outside of spacetime, where he asks about the other timelines, including asking if you died. As he prepares to shoot a fly (while it rests on your face), Kathryn stops the interview to scold him.

In another timeline, Mark disappears due to some mysterious happenings in a sewer, at which point Darkiplier brings you into a hallway filled with images of the cast of Who Killed Markiplier, wondering how many times you've met, calling into question who the viewer is in each of Mark's POV series (Who Killed Markiplier, Date With Markiplier and Heist With Markiplier). He then offers you the truth of the box's contents (seeing as each timeline reveals a different item) by admitting he's hidden a code throughout the timelines, a code which once put together (currently) only leads to a video of Mark, as Dark, showing the viewer a blooper reel of Heist.

[queerloquial]

tl;dr- saints row hawke family au. bethany amell sends fanmail to a rising gang warlord to cope with a shitty personal life, jasper hawke continues searching for a connection to his estranged baby sister

the first postcard arrives shortly after he takes stilwater for the second time, penned in an unsteady cursive slope: “dear mister jasper hawke,” the blue loops eventually align themselves to read, “i have a homework assignment today to write a letter to my hero. i think i am supposed to pick gandhi or my mother, but i picked you instead because it would make both of them mad. how are you? i am annoyed and twelve and will get a c on this because you are a bad influence. don't tell my mom.”

he gives a soft huff of a laugh and sets the card on his desk, on top of a stack of takeout menus, movie ticket stubs, and old post-it reminders. after a couple weeks it’s joined by another card in the same wandering handwriting, “dear mister jasper, are you really as tall as you look on tv? have you always been that tall? i’m almost thirteen and i can still fit my fourth grade clothes. i think if i stood next to you i would only be as tall as your elbow maybe”

on the same schedule, a third. “dear mister jasper, we did family trees today in history. it took the teacher almost the entire class time to figure out i was making everything up. i probably shouldn’t have said that my dad is in witness protection because he witnessed a brutal murder. i got a b though”

“dear mister jasper, i hope you had a nice day today. i wonder if that would involve more explosions than normal for you or less?”

“dear mister jasper, the girl beside me in language arts copied off my test and told the teacher i cheated off of her. i got a 0, so i punched her in the nose the way i saw you do to a reporter in an interview last week. i think you would be proud of me. mom wasn’t” he does, in fact, feel a small swell of pride at this nameless kid standing up for themselves, as he shelves this card with the rest, under a tabloid clipping proclaiming ‘leandra amell’s out-of-control daughter suspended- again! jazz icon refuses to comment on preteen’s violent rampage’

“dear mister jasper, i heard my favorite song on the radio and wondered if my dad was listening to it too”

“dear mister jasper, mom visited the school today and gave a speech about following your dreams, and made me stand up and sing to demonstrate a point. i didn't get swallowed up by the earth, so i can't say i'm following my dreams”

“dear mister jasper, do you ever get scared of things? i have a math test tomorrow and if i get three wrong then my gpa will drop and i won’t get into the college mom wants. i’m also scared of eels. they’re creepy”

only a few days later comes the apparent follow-up, “dear mister jasper, do gangsters accept apprentices like in hogwarts? or maybe interns? i think i could be a good intern even though i don’t know what interns do. my report cards say i’m a fast learner”

“dear mister jasper, it was my birthday today. my roommate gave me fuzzy socks that her cousin sent her for her birthday last month and a card made from notebook paper. mom sent her love. at least i think she did. she didn’t say anything to me”

“dear mister jasper, today i saw a young mom with a baby and i wanted to ask her when she would get bored of it and put it in a boarding school. i couldn’t leave my field trip group though. we were at the art museum. it was nice”

“dear mister jasper, i tried to draw the saints logo. i think i did a good job on the shading. i want you to have it, and only a little bit because i already got in trouble for having a saints t-shirt” he pins the lopsided fleur-de-lis, carefully lined in glittery purple gel pen, to the wall above the desk

“dear mister jasper, my teacher wants us to write a letter to our dads for fathers day. i think you are more fun and would probably be a better dad than whoever my dad is. mom never tells me when i ask”

“dear mister jasper, mom had a party today and made me play a song for everyone. i wrote it myself and they all said it sounded nice. i will tell you a secret though: the lyrics are in italian i learned from the exchange student across the hall and they’re about telling my mom to sit on a cactus. among other things. it makes it easier to smile in front of everyone”

“dear mister jasper, you ran away from your home when you became a saint, right? how did you know where to go? or when to leave? were you afraid? did you pack a lot? the documentary i watched said you only had a dog, a gun and a hundred dollars. i don’t know if i think that is true but i have a stuffed cow, a pair of scissors, and fourteen dollars and seventy-three cents”

“i think i know where this is going and i don’t like it one bit, kid. wish you would put a return address that didn’t come out to some random fast food joint for once...” he mutters into his drink

sure enough, the next postcard comes, “dear mister jasper, i am leaving today to find a new family. i hope yours makes you happy”

he gives a grim sigh and sets it with the others. the next day the gas station newspaper stand shouts to anyone who will look down that bethany amell has been reported missing. ice crystals grow along his ribs and the small part of him that still believes in higher powers prays for more cards to come. it’s a full three weeks before he shuffles through his daily mail to find a familiar looping scrawl,

"dear mister jasper, i wonder if you got scared when new strangers cared more than old family. did you feel guilty, too?"

another several cards come through over time, narrating in brief a journey across half the country that- to his dismay- mirror the one he’d taken himself almost five years earlier. the kid moves in a wide arc around stilwater, though, wandering aimlessly and getting wrapped up in more obscure gangs

at length, ‘the kid’ starts to confirm their identity

"dear mister jasper hawke, she said i abandoned her on tv today. didn't expect that to feel like i got shot again"

he vaguely remembers hearing something like that, possibly from leandra- one of the other saints had an interview on the tv in the other room while he was trying and failing to take a nap. maybe it was her, maybe it was some other woman. either way, he thinks, if he ever meets this kid in person he’s taking custody on the spot

"dear mister jasper hawke, she always told me not to cry about my problems if it doesn't change anything. is it dumb that i keep writing these? i know she's right, but there's no one else to tell"

"dear mister jasper hawke, it's my birthday today. saw on the tv that she has a dog now. she takes it everywhere. i hope it gets taken away"

he distinctly remembers flipping through a checkout-line magazine and passing over a picture of leandra with a purse dog. one of the hairless glorified rats with a toupee of wispy white fur, sticking its head out from under her arm and staring directly into the camera with soulless beady eyes

with every new hint that drops, he doubles down on efforts to pinning down just where bethany is and who she’s running with. it takes months- she’s clever enough to stay out of the spotlight, smarter than he’d been. she wouldn’t be going and getting herself put on a bomb-rigged yacht anytime soon. eventually, though, a heist goes sour, her so-called new family leaves her to take the fall, and she lands herself squarely in the county jail

never one to pass up an opportunity, he pens a letter of his own, one that’s been building up in the back of his mind for almost three years

nothing fancy, there’s no earth-shattering revelations like ‘hey i think you’re my long-lost baby sister’ or ‘you had two dads and two older siblings and a twin and your asshole mother took you away from all of them because she was a selfish bitch’ or ‘if you’ve ever had an inexplicable craving for apple pie on your birthday it’s because our family has always celebrated with pie instead of cake’. just a constructed persona letting her know that she has someone watching out for her. that she’s not nearly as alone as she feels.

it’s a good month before the next postcard arrives. “dear mister jasper, i think i got punk’d by jehova’s witnesses. also state-funded cafeterias are terrible. i’m pretty sure you already knew that though”

he pins that one to the wall after a good laugh and immediately sits down to fire back, “dear miss bethany, i’m not religious. try again”

"dear mister jasper, i am impressed and mildly concerned. did stilwater have a slow week, or did you hire a private detective to read your fan mail"

"dear miss bethany, you’d be surprised how much free time there is at my job. got a lot of underlings, now, who i can just delegate to. besides, detectives charge too much and take too long to do their work"

they trade postcards back and forth for a short bit before a lengthy silence follows his last response. eventually she turns up again, in a new city, flying new colors.

"dear mister jasper, a girl kissed me today. when she asked me if it was okay, i panicked and left without a word"

"dear miss bethany, it happens. i did the same thing. she'll probably be okay with if it you explain to her, or you can leave it and move on. both work" this one he sends in an envelope, with $50 and an extra note- "i know staying on your feet on your own is hard. if you feel like it, come find me someday"

she doesn’t, although they keep talking anyways. it’s another two years before the subject comes up again, this time from bethany, in a scrawled card that reads only,

“think i’ll take you up on that offer soon”