#wkm chapter 4

[shabeeboothedrawingender]

I just re watched WKM, DAMIEN and WMW and I was over analysing characters, specifically the Colonel.

I realised that in multiple scenes, he gets really vulnerable (upset, in shock, etc.) but then he acts really defensive.

Example:

This is the scene where Damien walks in on the two pointing guns at eachother. William is shocked and kinda looks guilty, afraid in a way, but he quickly gets defensive.

Another example:

During this same scene, the Chef bonks William on the head. During this, William backs away, ducks down and, to me, looks intimidated, but he quickly acts defensive again.

Another example:

During the start of Chapter 4, Benjamin tells William to do the right thing, when he says this William looks absolutely shocked, gobsmacked, sad and possibly even afraid. But, after Benjamin finishes speaking, he quickly acts defensive again.

One more example:

When we wake up after the upside down scene, he actually acts shocked and sad when we're awake, but he quickly gets defensive again claiming that he didn't do it etc.

Personally, I feel like the Colonel is one who doesn't like to act all weak and vulnerable in front of others and instead in a room alone. This is most likely because he is a Colonel, an army man who is supposed to be intimidating and tough. This could also be because of the time WKM is set in, which is 1931 I believe, and I'm pretty sure that during those times, men were seen as tough and they never showed their feelings in front of others otherwise they were seen as weak.

I dunno if anyone has addressed this before but I decided to.

[stiffyck]

Oh my god I'd love to hear you talk about Markiplier lore. It intrigues me so much but I have no idea where to start - 🌟

OKAY OKAY OH M YGOD. YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW EXCITED I AM TO TALK ABOUT THIS. ALRIGHT.

Right!!! So, there might be some things missing or i might be misremembering but!!!

Where to start - Who killed Markiplier? WKM for short. It has 4 chapters + the bloopers and BTS (you dont need to watch that, but its fun!) In the playlist i linked here are also the two following videos further elaborating on the lore. Wilford Motherloving Warfstache and Damien.

Next up! A date with Markiplier! where you go on a date with mark. and depending on what choices you make, it's either a fun adventure or a disaster. The lore isn't as heavy in this, but you do have crumbs of characters like Dark (Darkiplier)

Warfstache interviews Markiplier! Exactly what it says. Warfstache interviews mark.

Another more silly video: Markiplier TV! It's a 10 minute video with probably all of Marks egos. Some of them actually important, some just silly. Like the king of the squirells.

Then we have! A Heist with Markiplier! (AHWM for short) Another interactive adventure where you and Mark rob a museum! This one has 31 endings unlike the date, which had only 10 if i remember correctly. AHWM has more lore bits as well, plus some new egos like the fan favorites Yancy or Illinois!

Another interactive thing is The Warfstache Automated Interview Automaton! It's much shorter but also super fun! And you get more Warfstache, which is always a plus in my book!

And finally! We have In space with markiplier! This one is split up to two parts, however when you get to an ending for the first part, it should give you the option to go straight into part 2! Space has a lot of lore and references to previes projects and characters Mark has. You even get to meet some of them. You also get to meet new characters who are all super fun.

And if you don't have the time to go through all of these or simply don't want to, here's a great website that sums up the story!

[onwiththestories]

Snippet of WKM: The Egos chapter 4

I trudged up the stairs to my apartment after I’d waved goodbye to Sandra, but stopped when I found several small boxes on my doorstep. They looked like they were from Amazon and were all addressed to ‘Ms. Echo’. I didn’t like being called Miss, Ms., Ma’am, or lady, but I squinted and let this one slide. There were two small boxes, about the size of cell phone packaging, and one larger one that looked like it might hold a laptop. A note was hidden between the big box and my doormat that read:

“Dear Ms. Echo,

I’ve heard from a friend of yours that you don’t have many electronics, so I thought I’d chip in. Especially for a new recruit to the Superhero Program, these will come in handy. Don’t worry, the phone and laptop come to you direct from a department in the Unit, and they’ll handle the bills. They’re top of the line, and not really supposed to be available to the public, but I won’t tell if you don’t. The third box is a bioscanner, which should help you figure out if you’ve got more powers than the teleportation and resurrection.

Yours sincerely,

Adam.”

‘Well, that’s a thing that happened’, I thought, mulling over the letter as I let myself into my apartment with new toys in tow.

The house was exactly as I’d left it. After taking off my shoes and four-day-old clothes, and taking a very long shower, I dressed in navy sweatpants and a purple tank top and plonked myself down on my futon couch and set to checking out my new devices. The phone looked like any other smartphone, but it didn’t have a brand anywhere and was already set up in my name with a single contact: Adam. It came complete with charger and ‘terabyte micro sd card’, whatever that was. I spent a few moments personalizing it and seeing what I could do with it before getting bored and checking out the bioscanner. The instructions said I needed to give myself a shot with a syringe that came with it, then put a droplet of blood on the scanner’s detector strip. Fuck that. Massively fuck that.

Here's a bit of chapter 4, it's up on Ao3 if you want to read!

[vaguehotels]

BLOG REDESIGN WOWOWOW IT LOOKS SO COOL!!!!!!!

(Idontgetanyofthereferencesbutilikethecolorssorrylol)

YAYYY THANKZ

*looks at you with my big sad wet eyes*. you should watch "who killed markiplier?". its about 50 minutes broken up into 4 videos and its genuinely so good. once you get over the mental hurdle of mark playing... nearly every character, its so so so clever and well thought out. the lore for wilford especially, the guy my theme is based around, is such a treat to piece together. even if you dont care abt markiplier (i did not at all b4 i started watching wkm) you can get into it. after wkm theres "a heist with markiplier", "a date with markiplier", and "in space with markiplier", as well as "wilford motherloving warfstache" and "damien". the first three function like basic choice making visual novels which is SO FUN. especially in space and heist theres a ton of fun endings to discover (AND characters. yancy sweep)!!!

SORRY old fixation rant. if nothing else i would actually die 1000 times (/pos) if you watched wmw because its my favorite of the non-playables apart from the final chapter of wkm. it might not make like... any sense but you'll see why i like wilford so much okay byeee

[thattiredanimator1t0mblr]

Two Darks AU

MASTERLIST

The idea:

Prologue:

Chapter 1:

Chapter 2:

Chapter 3:

Chapter 4:

Art:

Wattpad version post:

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[itsemsie]

For My Markiplier Fanfic I'm working on. My first character, The Distric Attorney: Grace

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Never Forget|Wilford Warfstache x Reader

Hello again~

Hope y'all are ready for round 2 of sweet, sweet Angst/Comfort™. This time it’s our sweet pink murder bean who deserved so MUCH BETTER JUST LIKE DARK/DAMIEN/CELINE DAMN IT.

Welp, hope y'all enjoy~

@jim-and-jims-protection-blog

@colonel-william-protection-army

‘Where has that doofus gone? I haven’t seen him at all today…’

That thought had clouded your mind from the moment you stepped into the meeting room of the egos.

Everybody was there…except for Wilford.

It was most unusual considering that he was typically the first person in the room. On any other day, you’d see him bouncing around and giggling to himself, eager to discuss his so-called “revolutionary plan” to take over Mark’s channel once they’ve arrived.

Now, least to say, you didn’t think his “Markiplier T.V” idea was going to get them very far, but who were you to judge? He might’ve been crazy, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t a smart man.

Back to the subject at hand, the meeting had to be called off after 10 minutes had passed and Wilford did not walk through the door. Before you left, however, Dark had tasked you with finding him…and he expected you to not come back empty-handed.

But now you felt like giving up.

You’ve searched high and low, asking the others if they knew of the pink mustached-man’s whereabouts…but even they were not sure where he may have gone.

So you decided to head back to the breakroom to relax for a little while and resume your search later on.

Humming a small tune, you walked over to the coffee machine to get yourself a nice, refreshing boost of caffeine. But then you noticed the calendar up on the wall and paused, seeing that there was a circle around one of the dates.

Though it wasn’t just any date…

It was Friday the 13th, a day that you, Wilford, and Dark remembered all too well.

‘Wait..what’s today?’

You wondered, realizing that you never had the chance to check for today’s date. And so you quickly took your phone out to do just that…..and you felt your heart sink into your stomach as you realized…

Today is Friday the 13th.

“Shit…” You mumbled to yourself, shoving your phone back into your pocket as you bolted out of the breakroom and towards the flight of stairs, knowing exactly where your friend was.

……

By the time you reached the rooftop of the building, your legs were aching and screaming for rest. But you managed to ignore the pain as you walked towards the metal door and opened it, leading you directly outside.

The moment you stepped out was when you saw Wilford sitting near the edge of the building, although not too close to it. His back was turned to you and he seemed to be mumbling gibberish to himself.

Of course, this was not a new sight for you.

Yes, you were there in that cursed mansion, where the friends you loved and cherished more than anything else in the world were torn apart, shattered, and murdered over the span of four days. And while you had fled along with Benjamin and the Chef, you returned not too long after to find William stumbling around, laughing and calling out the names of the two people you knew were no longer alive. It was clear he had descended into madness, the once confident and sane colonel now a mere shadow of his former self……and it completely and utterly broke your heart.

Then Dark appeared to both of you, explaining how he was both Celine and Damien. They shared both a single body and a burning desire for revenge against the one who wronged them. This was obviously an immense shock to you, but you eventually came to understand what had happened….but William…William simply laughed, saying how it was the best prank they’ve ever pulled on him and asked Dark where they were for real.

Neither of you had the heart to tell him that the seer and mayor no longer existed in the physical world….and that he would never truly see them again.

Since that fateful day, Willia–Wilford had clung to the belief that they were still out there somewhere, living their lives to the fullest.

And on every Friday the 13th, he would come up here, where it was quiet and he could be alone, and spend hours reminiscing about the fun times. Either you or Dark would visit him and console him, and when he’d ask if they were still around, you’d reassure him that they were.

But as the years passed, it became harder for you to hide the truth from him, although Dark insisted you did it for his sake…and for their sake.

You quietly shut the door behind you, letting out a quiet sigh to let the journalist know that you were present.

“A-Ah..h-hello [y/n]…”

That did not sound like the cheery and bubbly voice you grew accustomed to hearing everyday, even on a day like this. Something about his new tone didn’t sit right with you at all. It sounded… depressed, heartbroken, and melancholic, something which Wilford typically excelled at concealing with a happy facade.

“Wilford? You okay?” You asked him cautiously, taking slow steps over to where he was.

Even if you and him were friends who went way back, you were aware that he would put a bullet in you without a second thought, all because of what happened to them that made him believe that death was only a temporary thing….and that everybody comes back after dying.

“O-Oh…everything’s just s-swell,” Wilford mumbled, not turning around to face you as he bowed his head. “Everything’s d-dandy…e-everything is..f..f-fine..” His voice became even more shaky as he spoke, and you knew for a fact that he wasn’t fine.

Sighing once more, you took a seat next to him, and that was when you saw the cane–Damien’s cane–cradled in his arms….the only memory he had left of him.

When you looked over, you could see the tears pricking the corners of his eyes as he rocked himself back-and-forth, inhaling and exhaling shaky breaths.

You swallowed the lump in your throat. There was absolutely no way you could break it to him when he was like this.

Not today….not this time.

“E-Every year..it…i-it gets harder for m-me to believe it, [y/n]…”

You blinked in surprise, your stomach tying itself into a knot as Wilford spoke those words.

This wasn’t something he’s said in years past.

“…a-and…I don’t kn-know why..” He bit his lower lip softly, trying to suppress the sob that wanted to tear its way out of him, before he glanced over at you. “But s-surely..we..w-we would’ve heard f-from them by now, right? I mean of course wh-what had happened..w-was most certainly a-a traumatizing experience for a-all of us but…”

“Will…c'mere..” You sighed, lifting your arm towards him, offering to him a hug that he so desperately needed after all that he’s been through–the wars, the safari, the mayhem at the mansion…everything that played a role in turning him into the broken man he was today.

“I-I don’t know why I-I’m so sad, [y/n],” he whimpered, “y-you’re still here, Damien i-is still here, a-and…and Celine is still h-here…r-right? Tell me I-I’m right…t-tell me I-I didn’t kill anybody on that d-day…” His shaking hands gripped the cane even tighter, turning his knuckles white, as he gave you a crazed, yet pleading, look. “Please…j-just tell m-me…”

As much as you hated to lie to him, you knew that saying anything else or even hesitating to give him an answer would send him into a panic. You’ve learned that lesson once.

“Yes, William,” you said to him, a fake smile plastered to your face. “Everyone’s still here…and you did not kill anybody.”

Hearing those words was all it took for Wilford to finally accept your offer. However, you didn’t expect him to suddenly drop the cane, throw both of his arms around you, and hug you so tightly that you could hear every bone in you crack.

“Th-Thank y-you…th-thank you, thank you, thank you….” He repeated those words over and over again like a broken record as he cried into your shoulder, quivering as though he were a child trapped in the midst of a raging thunderstorm.

You adjusted your arms so now they were both wrapped comfortably and securely around the journalist. ‘I’m sorry, Wilford..but one day you’ll have to know the truth…’

Another soft sigh escaped your lips as you rocked him slightly, running a hand up and down his back.

In that moment, neither of you had noticed the presence of the dark demon himself.

He had come up to console Wilford, having also failed to realize what today was, although he stopped when he saw that you beat him to the punch.

But the two souls that resonated within his very being were, for once, silent as they witnessed the heartbreaking scene before them. It nearly brought them both to tears, but they knew they had to remain strong.

Of course, it pained them to keep lying to him…yet they knew it was for the best.

Swallowing back the lump in his throat, Dark adjusted his suit and tie, cracking his neck like he had done many times in the past, before he walked towards you, willing to help you comfort his old friend.

[galaxy-starheart]

Fusion is just a cheap tactic to make weak egos stronger

[haywirecompass]

since the ending of WKM fucked me up even more than the end of Fight Club... i decided to mix the two.

[metalwing15]

Been wanting to redraw this scene since the moment I saw it and let me tell you it took waaay too long to draw. Not all details are correct or there but I tried..

(I’m planning on drawing some more for wkm but I gotta find the time first so until then just have this drawing) 

[megmcgoober]

This might've been said already but a few more thoughts below the cut:

I don't know about everyone else, but throughout this entire series, sub-plots aside, I've found it so difficult to trust Damien. There's nothing more suspicious than someone constantly checking in on you and making sure you're "okay." He was, aside from the butler, the first person outside of your door, and the last person to come looking for the body because he had "work to finish."

From the very beginning he's been nothing but kind and sweet. He apologizes to you for seeing him angry, but that anger keeps cracking. He always excuses himself because he has somewhere to be, instead of making sure you're actually going to be okay and sticking together. Sure, you are the district attorney, but we don't know how we got the job in the first place. "Mayhaps," that was the intention all along to keep us close to the mayor until the time was right.

His mannerisms brought me back to Mark's talk about dark. I remember Mark saying that dark was 100% a social manipulator. He is an actor that will stop at nothing to convince his audience that he is the character that he's playing. Even if it means playing the sad, misunderstood, betrayed, but kindhearted mayor that we all could connect to and sympathize with.

At the end of the video, I felt angry, not sad. When he sneered at "us" I thought it was more of an acknowledgement of how stupid we were for falling for his act. Or "don't bother escaping, wouldn't want you to screw this up."

I thought the sad music was for us because we failed. We were stuck in the mirror and dark just walked off with our body. If he is both Damien and Dark, then he just used us and completed his goal of escaping or achieving some sort of surge in power. That's why I don't feel bad for dark at all. He's supposed to be the absolute worst, he's not our friend.

That's all I got, but I just wanted to throw that thought out there.

[maxisoutofcontrol]

What normal people are looking forward to on Halloween:

What we’re looking forward to on Halloween:

[intolerable-sushi]

I think yall are missing something

Damion and Seline ARE Dark( You kind of are too.). this is his, their backstory, and when you look at it that way it explains a lot. It explains his hatred for Mark, why there is blue and red in his form, and why he has layered voices.

[madichuu]

We’re broken…

[edenluv1d]

We aren't Darkiplier

Darkiplier was create by 3 people but is his only 2 people

Celine's powers, gentleness

Damien's body, charisma, anger, and vengeance

And your life source.

In a way we,the fans made darkiplier who he is today. We are the ones who created him. So we are the ones that gave him the life source he needed.

And remember when mark said that dark is a manipulative and will use you. That's exactly what dark did. We created him but we aren't him. After the screen broke the point of view did not follow dark. It stayed there as he left. He used us to create him, he used us to give him control.

Celine and Damien are him. That's why one moment he is gentle like celene than angry like Damien. They both have hatred for mark. And they both think that wilford/colonel is still a nice guy. (At the end of MTV dark said "I respect you wil, I always have")

you are not darkiplier, celine and Damien is!

[a-very-optimistic-realist]

HMMMM WKM POST 3

So it turns out my unreliable narrative theory was a little off, but STILL.  HOT FUCK.

So the person we thought was Damien??? Was Mark??? Who had killed Damien and stole his body/switched clothes with Damien???  But this house is like a vortex of bad shit, you can't leave.  And then we locked Celine in with demon Mark??? And Mark killed her too?

So Celine and Damien are both dead, but they don't have bodies anymore, one because Mark is presumably wearing Damien's skin, the other because Celine??? Exploded???

So they hop in our body with us, which just so happens to look exactly like Damien/Mark/Colonel.  And now we see as the Colonel loses his fucking mind. And we are hell bent on revenge???

Thats where we are right now. But do you know what that implies?

Mark has been the bad guy all along.  He's the evil one, he's the crazy one, not The Colonel, not Dark.  

You'd have to be pretty damn crazy to create people like our favourite pink mustachioed fellow, and edgymcedgester.

But still??? That explains why the entire story seemed to be getting told by the unreliable narrator of Dark? He told us his beginning, he told us his story, through his eyes.  He wants sympathy.  

But we all know what an unreliable narrator is now, right?

“An unreliable narrator is a narrator, whether in literature, film, or theatre, whose credibility has been seriously compromised.”

So everything we just witnessed? It's got to be taken with a grain of salt.  We don't know which details are perfectly true, everything is wildly distorted.  It also explains why many of the details won't/don't match up with what we today know as the beginnings of Dark.

This is like reading a story written by the Big Bad Wolf.  You've been told one story, one side, this entire time.

@markiplier is asking us to choose.

We have to choose which side to believe.  

So I ask you, who do you choose?