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Guys.

Damien died.

“I would stake my life on the innocence of the Colonel”

Willam was guilty of murder.

Damien bet his life on it.

- robert frost, the road not taken

Roses are red,

Violets are red,

Everything is on fire

Especially JSE and Markiplier fandom

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Reblog if you’re…

Gay

Stressed

A fan of Bo Burnham

Tired

Bored

Ready to fight someone

A dog lover

Wanting attention

and/or

Plotting against the patriarchy

I think my favourite thing about the idea that Dark is the one playing World’s Quietest Let’s Play is that it would be him being all marginally creepy saying “We will see, oh we will see what we can do” and then in the next breath “wtf is bagel race?”

Some other favourite quotes are: “As long as we think the most peaceful thoughts in the world, we will be okay. We can persevere wit-what are you even? How is that even what I want you to do.” “Flop your stupid floppy body” “I am a man of considerable patience but you bread[…]I will eat you.” “I believe in me, who believes in you and if we believe in each other maybe we’ll go shut the fuck up” (Dark has no time for Mark’s motivational speeches) “Why is it so hard to get over a pair of pants?” “Move your bread ass.” “Slow and steady gets you punched in the side of the face.” “How in the flip-flopping, floop-dooping world would I have gotten there on my own?”

The idea of Dark being the one saying any of these is just so funny like, especially the ones where he’s starting a monologue and then gets instantly distracted with how stupid the game is.

This is amazing

Glad to hear you’ve joined the literature club, Mark. Here, I wrote you a poem. :)

Who’s going to save the house on the hill?

Is it the man with the broken Will?

Is it the woman with all seeing eyes?

Or is it the man who burns in his lies?

Who’s going to save the souls of the dead?

Is it the voices that live in his head?

Maybe the whispering ghosts of the past

who have captured the sinful saint’s soul at last.

Who’s going to remember the dark, empty halls?

Perhaps the man who started it all

Perhaps the one who gave him a gun

And told him to shoot, and told him to run.

After all the disease, with each person changed

And all of history gone, rearranged…

Who’s going to remember Damien’s fall?

No one will remember.

No one at all.

~ ~ ~

@markiplier

The Day I Picked Up Dazai fan translation (in progress)

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