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@darkiplier-abyss
Good Evening. i have been informed of this site by an.. associate of mine. they say it would be good for me to interact with the people on this site, as it would.. benefit my social skills. I highly doubt them, but when will i ever pass up an opportunity to meet such sweet people?
I am open to asks and interactions. if i recognize any of you, i may so be inclined to even get to know you.
It is completely up to me if i shall respond. you will only have this one warning.
A very bad wisper more so sounding like wisper yelling can be heared from the corner of the room "jim is back! Jim is hiding behind the bookshelf. The demon will never know. Jim do you see this Demon jim in their natural habitat!!" -@reporter-jim
The entity continues on with their computer, their jaw held up by a palm, and the connected elbow braced on the wooden desk almost boredly. They could hear Jim, of course. they can everything happening in the manor. but that does not mean they can't have selective hearing, or in other words;
Plainly ignoring the twins, in favor of being productive. a muscle under Darks eye would twitch every time the word "demon" was used to describe both their physical appearance and them as a person, but they had gotten used to it by now.
For now? Dark will only acknowledge them if they prove to be troublesome.
So you're some sort of weird demon creature right? That would farm some steady clicks for sure, you open for a Tiktok or two big guy?
- @levisdarlingfr
Dark seems to contemplate answering for a long moment before letting out a long, and almost suffering sigh.
"No. i am not. i am neither agreeing to The Jims interviews, nor your.. social media presence. no matter how insistent either of you may be." They grunt, one moment the colors behind them being nearby invisible, and the next, appearing like a spiky halo warning those in the room of danger. specifically warning Mark.
ey boss, hows youse doing today? @the-roses-songbird
"Yancy, what a pleasant surprise. seems everyone has downloaded this app, hm?" He hums, their narrowed gaze cracks of crimson behind him seeming to calm just a fraction. Yancy was one of the more well behaved egos, and for that, earned Darkipliers favor and patience as a reward.
"For today, it has been slow. nothing worthwhile regarding the manor, if you don't count all of us signing up for this app, maybe that invisible string theory coming into play."
*appears as an itty bitty bunny sitting on the corner of the desk*
hi darkibestie :3c anything interesting happening around?? and how is google?
"Well, normally, i would've said no.." They pause, their narrowed gaze moving over to the computer screen before snapping back to the tiny bunny creature, and letting a.. quieter response.
"But it seems someone has convinced Eric to install social media. most likely Yan." The entity shifts to lean down, their head braced against their palm, and the other coming up to brace behind the tiny creature in fear they fell. though their grimace would indicate they still tolerated Aigis' presence at best.
"Google is finally using the phone it had been given. I do wonder why."
OOC question for the moddd ๐
Would you be open to OCs/characters from other fandoms?? I have an OC that I think would be fun to interact with Dark, but he's mainly a Marvel OC (although I'm trying to shove him into more fandoms lol)
Of course! i welcome all interactions, wether from the markiplier ego fandom or not :]
~mod๐
Why is my son on Tumblr.
I'm not complaining, just.. finding it unexpected.
to see him here.
.......where he might find me.
If it isnโt my favorite edge lord
"ah, yes, that title." Dark rolled their eyes, not at all amused nor happy about the consistent nickname that both Mark and the fandom continue to call the entity in the black suit. they pause to rub at their nose bridge, before rolling their shoulders back and turning in the direction of the computer.
Then they paused, and read over the comment again.
"favorite? my, i'm almost honored." their voice drawled, clearly unimpressed, but a spark of sky blue behind them hinted at their sarcasm.
meowdy!! pawsome layout :3 howโs the manor?
The entity paused, each separate part of its consciousness attempting to decipher the words. with little success, they just seem to shake their head and continue on with what they were doing, and pausing for a sip of their coffee.
"Everyone is fine. im surprised you know of where we reside, considering its.. hidden away." their eyebrow peaks for a moment, still squinting at your ask, before placing down the coffee in their cold hands onto the wooden desk.
Seems you've peaked their interest, even it was for your.. unique words.
"hellooo darky" - @motherlovin-wilford-warfstache
Darks eyes lingered on their computer screen for a few more seconds before the voice registered, and the muscles in their shoulders relaxed slightly.
"Wilford. good evening." they tilt their head just slightly, a small but fond greeting, their mess of a subconscious now torn between actually starting on their work and procrastinating just a few minutes longer.
"We have discussed the usage of that nickname. you know i do not approve of it." the entity raised an eyebrow, but seemed to make no move or word to correct the brightly pink person.
Wilford leans on darks desk slightly, elbows on the wooden desk, head in one of his hands.
Swinging his gun around dramatically with the other hand not holding his head he proclaims: "But i like it! And Wilford warfstache doesn't take shit from nobody!"
His mischievous smile quickly turns back to a more normal expression tho ...or as normal as they get on the moustached man.
"Anyways, what are you up to ?... Google hasn't given you any...REPORTS... Of ACCIDENTS that totally didnt happen... Right?"
"..no. should he have?" Dark raises an eyebrow at his friend, not at all phased by either the gun twirling or the leaning on his desk, which Wilford seems to be the only person allowed to do. he clicked a few mindless emails, sent copied replies, deleted a few surfacing photos. it was boring. hiding was boring, but the world couldn't handle the reality of the egos being real. at least not yet.
With a short exhale, they looked over to Wilford, a constant tired look in the entities eyes. they glanced to their computer, and shrugged it off like they hadn't just deleted security footage of The Jims sneaking into another gallery for "demon hunting."
"Nothing of your interest. The Jims broke another staircase railing a few minutes ago, and i had just ordered the replacement parts."
Aw wait, don't do *that*! At least put me in the void so Hope and I can hang out! ๐ฅบ
Dark paused, as if considering it. looking back to Axis' attempt at a puppy dog expression made their frown deepen, but the fact that they did know Hope had surprised them very little. they raised their hand to snap their fingersโ but just before they did, a growl left their throat, certainly angry.
"Of course you know Hope. that little shape shifter knows only the most chaotic people on this planet."
..And a few seconds later, Axis was gone from the office, inky nothingness surrounding them. though in the distance, they could see what looks to be a couch holding a certain purple creature.
I skittered like a lizard. :]
*starts eyeing the juvale newtons cradle pendulum which i definitely didn't have to look up the name for* ๐
"Don't you dare. i will throw you out of my window from where you came from." Dark slid the pendulum closer to themself, eyeing Axis down like you would a dog who's done something wrong. colors had started to snap behind the entity, flashes of crimson red and occasionally azure blue telling Axis that Darks usual infinite patience was wearing thin.
They briefly looked upโ a mix of satisfaction and frustration that the window door was indeed open. it'll make the removal of Axis easier at least.
They stumble into the new universe, the gem on their hand having a fading blue as it decides that this is the place to beโฆ for now. Sunny looks around, trying to figure out where theyโve landed
Hello..? Uhm- no. Donโt call out for someone, thatโs how you get killed.
They hiss to themself, getting irritated all over again. This stupid crystal ripped them away fromโฆ god, they canโt even remember
- @captain-samantha-akasunny
Dark raises an eyebrow, not immediately moving from their desk, and seems to simply sit back and cross their arms in their lap. they wait for Sunny to get a hold on their surroundings; a well furnished office with a full book case and a window of the outside forest, the walls and floor being a darkened oak wood. the door behind Sunny was shut, but in front of them, was a patient entity with a tilted head.
"You're right, that is typically how people get killed. in horror movies, at least." they moved to get upโ slowly, as if not to scare Sunny too much, and keeps ahold of their folded arms in front of them.
"You look lost, Captain. far from home, I'm sure."
Who are you- where amโฆ I?
Thereโs something oddly familiar about this place. The way it smelled, the floorโs material, the surroundings based on what they could see. Something about it felt soโฆ
A bit lost, yes.
They quickly stand up straight, trying to calm themself again. Maintain composure, keep a calm face, be a captain. They decided to start over on their questioning, taking a new approach.
Could you please tell me who you are?
"You might recognize my face if you look hard enough. though i lack.. color." Dark tilts their head, a rare but unnerving smile creeping up on their expression as they step to the side, revealing their full height and appearance, their arms folded against their chest.
They look like they belong in the office; like it was tailored to their own look, to their personality, to their very being. it made Sunny look even more like an outsider.
"Many people call me Darkiplier. others, Damien," Their smile twitches, eyebrows furrowing together slightly before they met Sunny's eyes, and their expression relaxed. their posture straightening.
"You, on the other hand? you're in my office, Captain."
Damienโฆ? Iโm- Iโm sorry, I donโt know if Iโve ever met you. Do you know why Iโm in your office? Or how to go back to normal?
The crystal on their hand had a faint glow, but not enough to signal a change in the timelineโฆ yet. Sunny could recognize the other person, but only faintly. The name rolled off their tongue with ease and yet felt so foreign to them. They couldnโt understand why the other person was saying their title as if it were something fake, as if it were merely a role played by an actor. It was their title, after all. They earned their place as a captain, thoughโฆ canโt really remember how. They felt confused, foggy, and this whole ordeal was rather annoying. The other person looked a little like Sunnyโs engineerโฆ what was his name again?
"I'm afraid my answer to both of those questions are no. i have no idea how you were sent here or why.." They pause, eyes flickering over Sunny's uniform, the patches sewn on, the crystal in their palm. they kept their distance, almost staying as far away as they possibly could, but the intrigue of that crystal pulled them a step closer.
How did Actors storyline go again? they never could bother to hear him rehearse, even if the man found it important to tell them about it.
"Though a suggestion for when you get back, is to talk to a certain engineer. and when the time is right.." They pause, their eyes flickering to the very crystal in Sunny's palm.
"tear off unnecessary weight."
Sunny found this irritatingly unhelpful. The way he emphasized his words sounded as though he was implying something, and that didnโt help the confusion at all, and couldnโt help getting defensive
How do you know about my engineer? Or what to do? You donโt know me! You donโt know whatโs been happening! You CANโT know! I would have seen you on the reports for my ship if you were a crew member! Youโre just some wannabe edgy- thing!
They gestured at him frantically and took a step closer. Their words were punctuated with points and frantic hand movements
The faint colors behind Dark cracked slightly, the blue wavering and spiking when Sunny stepped closer.
Well, an attempt to be nice was made.
They don't bristle when Sunny yells, or insults the entity. neither do they move or change their expression even a little; their arms remain crossed against their chest, and the hint of a smile stays still like a painted grin on a mask. they briefly look away, as if considering their options, before a high pitch ringing began to become audible to Sunny's senses, and the office temperature dropped just shy of too uncomfortable.
"I am a thing. you have gotten that correct. neither man or creature, an entity stuck to imitate the image of a human, but never completely." Darks voice had lowered, still calm, but coldly. like a teacher scolding a child when they have stepped out of line.
"And i do know what you've gone through. what you're going to go through, the people you're going to meet, the choices you're going to make. because it is all predetermined no matter your effort, no matter your struggle." The entity took in a sharp breath, stepping closer as they did so, their eyes locked onto Sunny's without blinking or looking away.
Hello sir, how are you?
"My, aren't you quick?" they muse, a small tilt to their head as they glance over to the screen to their computer. "I'm.. fine. a certain creature has pestered me about making a social media account, and as much as i tolerate their existence, i've.. reluctantly complied."
their eyes flicker to the screenโ reading your usernameโ and raise a single eyebrow.
"King of roses, hm? how intriguing."
Oh and what creature would that be? If you don't mind me asking of course
"One that pesters me daily and thus has undergone my wrath due void." they keep their tone as calmed as possible, but its audible how fed up with said creature they might be. they pause for half a moment, before looking at your username once again, and looking away to fix their already smoothed out tie.
"Perhaps you know of them. Hope did mention befriending someone of royalty that favored certain flower fauna."
i do know of hope yes... I am supriced yet delighted they mentioned me... at least i assume it is me, i am indeed of royalty and i certainly do prefer my subjects over other fauna..it would be cruel for me not to.
But tell me you do not seem very happy about this... How do you know hope? And why listen to their suggestion?
"They've.. recently appeared in my domain. i don't know how they've gotten access to the void, or why they appear at seemingly random intervals, but it is reality." The entity sighs and mindlessly moves things around their deskโ procrastinating as always, it seems, but they favored anything if it was a differing option from paper work. boring, legal, paperwork.
"I've.. gotten to know them enough to tolerate them and their opinions. their access to the void seems entirely accidental, and i must admit they have intrigued me." Dark briefly shrugs, eyes flickering over to their computer, to the endless emails that need answering and articles to be brought down.
Then they pause, and look back towards their opened tumblr app. "i am curious of how they got to meet royalty out of all types of people."
I suppose one could say...much like how they suddenly appeared in your life... They appeared in mine. Im quiet happy about it tho.
And i have certainly heared them talk about their... "random access" to the void haha..
You keep staring at your screen... what are you working on? A new show? Jim and or bing breaking something again?
Dark shakes their head absent mindedly, but once aware that the King Of Roses was not in the office and thus could not see, they simply cleared their throat and spoke up.
"nothing that would interest such royalty like yourself. boring documents, legal papers.." a slow sigh escapes through their nose, before eventually they switched back to the tumblr page, and watched as words appear on the screen as they continued talking.
"The Jims break something everyday. Bing is at least sympathetic when it happens, and attempts to help."
"hellooo darky" - @motherlovin-wilford-warfstache
Darks eyes lingered on their computer screen for a few more seconds before the voice registered, and the muscles in their shoulders relaxed slightly.
"Wilford. good evening." they tilt their head just slightly, a small but fond greeting, their mess of a subconscious now torn between actually starting on their work and procrastinating just a few minutes longer.
"We have discussed the usage of that nickname. you know i do not approve of it." the entity raised an eyebrow, but seemed to make no move or word to correct the brightly pink person.
Window. *starts gnawing on a stapler*
"Get off of my staplerโ" They grunt as they reach over, yanking the metal contraption from your jaws hold, and shoving it into one of the drawers of their desk. the sneer on their expression was very visible now, only barely maintained by a thin veil of calmness. there was a small growl to their voice as they continued to speak, a crack of crimson peaking through behind them, "โand stop eating my office supplies."
For a pause of a moment, they let silence fill the air. waiting for Axis to do somethingโ grab at anythingโ before their shoulders rolled in an effort of relaxing.
"that window is 2 stories high. how could you have possibly climbed up that height?"
They stumble into the new universe, the gem on their hand having a fading blue as it decides that this is the place to beโฆ for now. Sunny looks around, trying to figure out where theyโve landed
Hello..? Uhm- no. Donโt call out for someone, thatโs how you get killed.
They hiss to themself, getting irritated all over again. This stupid crystal ripped them away fromโฆ god, they canโt even remember
- @captain-samantha-akasunny
Dark raises an eyebrow, not immediately moving from their desk, and seems to simply sit back and cross their arms in their lap. they wait for Sunny to get a hold on their surroundings; a well furnished office with a full book case and a window of the outside forest, the walls and floor being a darkened oak wood. the door behind Sunny was shut, but in front of them, was a patient entity with a tilted head.
"You're right, that is typically how people get killed. in horror movies, at least." they moved to get upโ slowly, as if not to scare Sunny too much, and keeps ahold of their folded arms in front of them.
"You look lost, Captain. far from home, I'm sure."
Who are you- where amโฆ I?
Thereโs something oddly familiar about this place. The way it smelled, the floorโs material, the surroundings based on what they could see. Something about it felt soโฆ
A bit lost, yes.
They quickly stand up straight, trying to calm themself again. Maintain composure, keep a calm face, be a captain. They decided to start over on their questioning, taking a new approach.
Could you please tell me who you are?
"You might recognize my face if you look hard enough. though i lack.. color." Dark tilts their head, a rare but unnerving smile creeping up on their expression as they step to the side, revealing their full height and appearance, their arms folded against their chest.
They look like they belong in the office; like it was tailored to their own look, to their personality, to their very being. it made Sunny look even more like an outsider.
"Many people call me Darkiplier. others, Damien," Their smile twitches, eyebrows furrowing together slightly before they met Sunny's eyes, and their expression relaxed. their posture straightening.
"You, on the other hand? you're in my office, Captain."
Damienโฆ? Iโm- Iโm sorry, I donโt know if Iโve ever met you. Do you know why Iโm in your office? Or how to go back to normal?
The crystal on their hand had a faint glow, but not enough to signal a change in the timelineโฆ yet. Sunny could recognize the other person, but only faintly. The name rolled off their tongue with ease and yet felt so foreign to them. They couldnโt understand why the other person was saying their title as if it were something fake, as if it were merely a role played by an actor. It was their title, after all. They earned their place as a captain, thoughโฆ canโt really remember how. They felt confused, foggy, and this whole ordeal was rather annoying. The other person looked a little like Sunnyโs engineerโฆ what was his name again?
"I'm afraid my answer to both of those questions are no. i have no idea how you were sent here or why.." They pause, eyes flickering over Sunny's uniform, the patches sewn on, the crystal in their palm. they kept their distance, almost staying as far away as they possibly could, but the intrigue of that crystal pulled them a step closer.
How did Actors storyline go again? they never could bother to hear him rehearse, even if the man found it important to tell them about it.
"Though a suggestion for when you get back, is to talk to a certain engineer. and when the time is right.." They pause, their eyes flickering to the very crystal in Sunny's palm.
"tear off unnecessary weight."
