Icon Done By: @emptynarration | Header Done By: @yhoundehvs-blessing | Simply an ask blog for the Host or Quill as the name has been decided! | Quill uses He/Him Ae/Aer | Mun uses he/xe/they | Main is @goatbi
I caved into a thought I've had for a bit of wanting to get back into roleplay, and I figured an easy way to do that would be by using a muse I will basically always have.
This is Quill! I took all my headcanons and threw them onto Host and this is our mans. He is transmasc, bisexual, and autistic. Those things will not change and I'll fight any bigot being a bitch at me <3
Anyways uhhh Rules ig? Things to know? Who knows. A list. Please read before sending anything, thank you <3
I reserve the right to decide if I want to do the RP that you send a starter for ! Sometimes I'm not feeling it, sometimes I don't like the premise, whatever, but if I don't want to, I'm not gonna force myself and burn out.
I work ! I can't reply 24/7, all the time. There might be replies at random times, usually after work.
I do paragraph style. I'd prefer it if you did as well.
Last time ! I had a roleplay blog like this ! (it's still up i just haven't touched it) I got A LOT of fuckin slave roleplay asks. No. I'm not doing it. It makes me violently uncomfortable, and it led to me no longer accepting oc roleplays because it was ALWAYS an OC and I just couldn't do it anymore. I DO NOW ACCEPT OC ROLEPLAYS, but any fucking slave roleplay whatever the hell asks that get sent WILL GET YOU BLOCKED. If you wanna do that type of thing, fine, but not with me, not with this Host. Sorry if this sounds harsh, but im pretty sure that whole thing is what turned me away from roleplay last time and I REALLY don't want it to happen again.
I'll say it again in case it got weird and muddled, on this blog, i do accept oc roleplays. Y'all are fine, I love you.
Just because it is the same Host as the ask blog does not mean it has to be directly the same as that ask blog. I'm using the same man, but it's not gonna be 100% the same as the ask blog. So while things from there will cross over, it won't be one hundred. For example, the ask blog Quill is engaged to Mal. However, in any rp here, that does not have to be the case. If you want to date Quill, lemme know before, but if you want it to just be platonic, I'll probably have Mal mentioned in the background.
This might get extended at some point, so maybe check back a few times, but y'know, I'll probably mention if I do add anything here.
anyways, if you've ever sent a roleplay starter to this blog and it got deleted becaue this is just Host having his Own Tumblr, this is your chance to send it to here and have me like. Actually Reply. heart emoji.))
Please make a post about the story of the RMS Carpathia, because it's something that's almost beyond belief and more people should know about it.
Carpathia received Titanic’s distress signal at 12:20am, April 15th, 1912. She was 58 miles away, a distance that absolutely could not be covered in less than four hours.
(Californian’s exact position at the time is…controversial. She was close enough to have helped. By all accounts she was close enough to see Titanic’s distress rockets. It’s uncertain to this day why her crew did not respond, or how many might not have been lost if she had been there. This is not the place for what-ifs. This is about what was done.)
Carpathia’s Captain Rostron had, yes, rolled out of bed instantly when woken by his radio operator, ordered his ship to Titanic’s aid and confirmed the signal before he was fully dressed. The man had never in his life responded to an emergency call. His goal tonight was to make sure nobody who heard that fact would ever believe it.
All of Carpathia’s lifeboats were swung out ready for deployment. Oil was set up to be poured off the side of the ship in case the sea turned choppy; oil would coat and calm the water near Carpathia if that happened, making it safer for lifeboats to draw up alongside her. He ordered lights to be rigged along the side of the ship so survivors could see it better, and had nets and ladders rigged along her sides ready to be dropped when they arrived, in order to let as many survivors as possible climb aboard at once.
I don’t know if his making provisions for there still being survivors in the water was optimism or not. I think he knew they were never going to get there in time for that. I think he did it anyway because, god, you have to hope.
Carpathia had three dining rooms, which were immediately converted into triage and first aid stations. Each had a doctor assigned to it. Hot soup, coffee, and tea were prepared in bulk in each dining room, and blankets and warm clothes were collected to be ready to hand out. By this time, many of the passengers were awake–prepping a ship for disaster relief isn’t quiet–and all of them stepped up to help, many donating their own clothes and blankets.
And then he did something I tend to refer to as diverting all power from life support.
Here’s the thing about steamships: They run on steam. Shocking, I know; but that steam powers everything on the ship, and right now, Carpathia needed power. So Rostron turned off hot water and central heating, which bled valuable steam power, to everywhere but the dining rooms–which, of course, were being used to make hot drinks and receive survivors. He woke up all the engineers, all the stokers and firemen, diverted all that steam back into the engines, and asked his ship to go as fast as she possibly could. And when she’d done that, he asked her to go faster.
I need you to understand that you simply can’t push a ship very far past its top speed. Pushing that much sheer tonnage through the water becomes harder with each extra knot past the speed it was designed for. Pushing a ship past its rated speed is not only reckless–it’s difficult to maneuver–but it puts an incredible amount of strain on the engines. Ships are not designed to exceed their top speed by even one knot. They can’t do it. It can’t be done.
Carpathia’s absolute do-or-die, the-engines-can’t-take-this-forever top speed was fourteen knots. Dodging icebergs, in the dark and the cold, surrounded by mist, she sustained a speed of almost seventeen and a half.
No one would have asked this of them. It wasn’t expected. They were almost sixty miles away, with icebergs in their path. They had a responsibility to respond; they did not have a responsibility to do the impossible and do it well. No one would have faulted them for taking more time to confirm the severity of the issue. No one would have blamed them for a slow and cautious approach. No one but themselves.
They damn near broke the laws of physics, galloping north headlong into the dark in the desperate hope that if they could shave an hour, half an hour, five minutes off their arrival time, maybe for one more person those five minutes would make the difference. I say: three people had died by the time they were lifted from the lifeboats. For all we know, in another hour it might have been more. I say they made all the difference in the world.
This ship and her crew received a message from a location they could not hope to reach in under four hours. Just barely over three hours later, they arrived at Titanic’s last known coordinates. Half an hour after that, at 4am, they would finally find the first of the lifeboats. it would take until 8:30 in the morning for the last survivor to be brought onboard. Passengers from Carpathia universally gave up their berths, staterooms, and clothing to the survivors, assisting the crew at every turn and sitting with the sobbing rescuees to offer whatever comfort they could.
In total, 705 people of Titanic’s original 2208 were brought onto Carpathia alive. No other ship would find survivors.
At 12:20am April 15th, 1912, there was a miracle on the North Atlantic. And it happened because a group of humans, some of them strangers, many of them only passengers on a small and unimpressive steam liner, looked at each other and decided: I cannot live with myself if I do anything less.
I think the least we can do is remember them for it.
Hello to our wonderful fans! Please don't forget that this weekend is our musical fundraiser***! Starting tomorrow, July 11th, 2025, at 3PM EST, we'll be accepting requests via donation for karaoke and instrument-playing all weekend long! Please join us tomorrow on our official livestream channel; check the pinned stream message, as well as the reblogs of this post, for more information!
***Unreality/Derealization warning: this is just a fun little idea I had on my walk today. There's no official MarkTV streaming channel IRL, there's just gonna be an imaginary stream for this weekend. /gen
Thank you for posting this, I was just about to make an announcement myself.
I'm not picking up a microphone with less than a bottle of wine in my system, but I will be taking piano requests from 10PM-12AM on all three evenings.
There is a small handful of songs that I am NOT playing. If they are requested, the donor will be banned without refund.
I keep asking Host for a date when a Certain Someone will die and he keeps telling me he cant give it or it might not happen BUT THATS BULLSHIT. GIVE ME HOPE, HOST. GIVE IT TO ME.
Hi Mr Host! Do you have a favourite genre of stories? Like do you prefer horror, adventure, thriller, mystery, romance?
Generally Horror or Mystery. As unfortuante as it is that I share that with the Author- it intrigues me the most. It is what I tend to read and write when I am doing so seriously.
When I am reading "bad" books, I tend to romance. Not because the genre itself is bad, but because it tends to attract some... interesting characters.
Do you mind if Echo is here? She didn't want to leave me alone.
It's fine, Host, don't worry. We love her.
Okay good.
Please state your name, pronouns and role on the MarkiplierTV team.
Uhm- Quill "The Host" Warfstache, He/Him and Ae/Are pronouns... I run a radio show branch off under the MarkiplierTV name.
Thank you for taking the time out to do this interview. For confidentiality, any questions you wanna skip will be cut from this footage. This is your time.
Oh! Uhm, alright. That's... That's good. I don't think I have to worry about anything currently but well! It's odd. I don't... I'm not in front of the camera often.
Radio show.
Exactly. This uhm- The whole eye thing kind of leaves me unwilling to be in front of the cameras often.
You'll be okay?
It's fine! We can do the questions. I've got my cat after all.
Alright then. Could you tell us how you identify?
Transmasculine, biromantic, demisexual.
Well you had that answer prepared.
I- Well I had to guess *some* of the questions that would get asked!
Rather specific too.
I've had awhile to figure everything out. Maybe things will change but, for now... those feel right.
When did you realize you felt differently about love than what people expected of you?
Oh god uhm... I didn't think I could for awhile. While I was Author actually, uhm...
You don't have to get into that bit if you don't want it.
No, it's important. I was him for a bit. It just... Can we take a second?
[Tape Cut]
Hooo, okay. Uhm. When I was the Author. I thought myself incapable of love at all. I had accepted that- it was a whole... thing. About him. But becoming the Host, I simply started to think I wasn't worthy of it. The one... singular shift was Mal. Before and after I became Host. I knew him as the Author for awhile, and sometimes I think Mal could have actually changed him, if he had only had more of a chance to.
I see why you needed a second, Quill, damn.
Hah- Yeah uhm... When I finally started letting myself feel things like that again, I never really thought about it being weird, not caring what gender the person I would maybe end up with would be. Besides- it had always been Mal. Always.
When did you realize you weren't the gender you were assigned at birth?
Oh very very early on. I was quite young- the Jims were easy help in that. I was... god I can't remember, it was so long ago now. I was ten I think. Don't quote me on that.
How long ago would that be for you now?
Oh easily 100 years now. I'm old as fuck.
PFFT-
Yeah don't ask questions about my age.
How do you feel about coming out so publicly, through a TV interview?
I don't mind it honestly- I talk often upon my experiences as trans on the radio show, so it's not like it's unknown in our fan base. If it is... how did you miss it? I'm not subtle. There's an entire episode from last year's pride where I went in depth on my transition journey and what my plan was.
Have you made any special bonds with other LGBTQIA+ members of the production team?
Absolutely! I'm married, for one, I got my siblings back, I have Zaza now... It's a lot, and it's all through the studio and Dark... I was given this chance again, and I love them all. Every single one of them are important to me, and I'm so happy to be here.
Is there anything you'd like to say to any LGBTQIA+ viewers watching this?
If what you think you are changes- that is perfectly fine. I thought I was aroace for genuinely years. Clearly, I was wrong. Or, rather, I wasn't wrong, but it just stopped being right. Scary, yes, but it will be okay. CJ will probably have more on this once you guys get to doing your own.
[CJ Laughs off-screen]
But even I had my own experiences. It's okay. No matter where you are or where you were- it was important. It mattered.
Any closing thoughts?
I don't think I have much more past this. Uhm.
[Host lifts his arm, and Nagini, an albino ball python, slides out of his sleeve and back up his arm but over his sleeve this time.]
--lright if Dark smokes in here? ... Yeah, you can go ahead, Dark.
Thank you.
[Tape cut]
Please state your name, pronouns and role on the MarkiplierTV team.
My name is Dark Warfstache, I go by they and them, and I am the production supervisor and legal representative for MarkiplierTV.
Thank you for taking the time out to do this interview. For confidentiality, any questions you wanna skip will be cut from this footage. This is your time.
I... Thank you. I'm... I'm not as natural in front of a camera as our talents, but this interview offer piqued my interest... so here I am.
Here you are!
[Nervous laughter]
Okay, cool. Could you tell us how you identify?
...Oh... You know that's a loaded question, Jim.
[Laughter]
I am... Well, I'm bisexual. Queer. Whatever fits best at... whatever time. I say I'm bi. And I am... non-binary, genderqueer... and I'm Intersex, that's not up in the air. It's... the fewer labels I have to think about, the less complicated it feels. This is still a fairly new vocabulary for me.
When did you realize you felt differently about love than what people expected of you?
I... Wow. Alright.
[Laughter]
Codi wrote these, I'm guessing.
[Laughter] Yeah.
[Tape cut]
Well... I realized that I was different... that I felt differently... much earlier than I revealed to anyone else. I was in the closet for a long. Time. I grew up in France in the first half of the 20th century, and while Americans have this stereotype that the French are more effeminate or pansies or whathaveyou... it was still a fairly suffocating environment. A... binary environment. My parents were very strict... and I had been raised to... I'd been raised to fear taking up too much space. I was practically praised when I was polite and quiet and... didn't make waves.
...But... I knew something was different. The way I felt about... other boys and other girls was... I'm sorry...
Do you need a minute?
No, no, I -- I'm alright... Even... Even early in my adolescence, I had this gnawing paranoia that whatever I was feeling... was not lining up with what I'd been taught. Girls liked boys, and boys liked girls, and that was it. C'est ça, c'est tout -- that's it, that's all.
When I had... for lack of a better phrasing, come into myself, when I had this -- this fairly intense identity awakening, well... I wasn't much of a woman or a man anymore. And, in an oddly poetic way... it helped knock those invisible walls down in my head. The rules of men loving women and women loving men didn't apply to someone who... isn't. Either of those.
It's funny you say that, because the next question is: when did you realize you weren't the gender you were assigned at birth?
Oh, well perfect.
[Laughter]
Well, even before... this, all this... before Dark "happened", I... I had my curiosities. I liked suits, I liked dresses. It never fully clicked for me why things as trivial as pieces of fabric were restricted by one's body-type... and then, well, that anxiety came back. So, I... I essentially didn't allow myself room to think about these things. I treated them like unhelpful thoughts. I lost myself in my jobs, I lost myself in education, I... I didn't leave room for it.
So when... all THIS happened... I rubber-banded. I felt -- I felt like the leash was off. Finally, it... it was off, it was unclasped. I had an intense... INTENSE existential episode shortly after I had these awakenings... because it was all at once. It took me some time to regain my footing with -- with myself. With who I was... with who I wanted to be. I was allowed to figure it out for myself. I had that freedom, I... I had a say.
Who I was were gone. The people I was performing in front of was gone. The environment... The environment I had to fit into was gone. Nothing made sense anymore... and that meant that I could make my own rules. For myself, for who I was. For how other people saw me.
How do you feel about coming out so publicly, through a TV interview?
...I... I don't know, yet, how I feel. It's nice to have a listening ear turned to me... or to feel like I have one, anyhow.
You have ears, Dark. We're listening.
...
...Oh, uh... Jim, go get some tissues, ple--
[Tape cut]
Have you made any special bonds with other LGBTQIA+ members of the production team?
Oh, most certainly. Many of the team is queer, much to my surprise. I have a feeling that many queer people -- especially from my time and earlier -- have that moment of epiphany at least once or twice. That realization of, "Wow, there are so many of us"... It's a nice feeling. I've felt that many a time. There's you, and your siblings, there's Mr. Host and young Yandere-chan, and of course my dearest Wilford...
It's... It's really lovely to witness.
Is there anything you'd like to say to any LGBTQIA+ viewers watching this?
...I would like to say... Well, I'm not much for motivational speaking, but I would like to thank you for listening. And I... I'd like to say that... it isn't always going to be as scary as it may feel right now. The more space to allow yourself to figure out who you are -- not who your family or colleagues want you to be -- the sooner you will figure it out... and the more comfortable you will be, and the... better you will understand what you need to feel complete.
...That's really sweet, Dark.
I'm not cut out for it.
You did great! Any closing thoughts?
I need another cigarette.
[Laughter] That's it, then! Thank you for your time. Happy Pride Month!
