#markiplierp

[fcrthelcvecfaliens]

Continued from x with @markiplierp

—— Brown eyes fluttered closed as she took a deep breath of her own. He hadn’t told her what the danger was, not yet, but still Amy couldn’t bring herself to be scared. Instead she took a moment to breathe along with him, finally releasing his wrists. A teleporter. Where would that take them? That was when she decided to ask the ever-looming question. “What exactly is the danger, though? What are we running from?” she asked, eyes opening again, a brow raising just slightly.

[fcrthelcvecfaliens]

"I'm... I'm trying, I really am." Warren whispered a bit. He didn't know how to take control of this situation. Amy was in danger because of his shit authoring skills and he didn't know what to do. He was on the cusp between sobbing in frustration and throwing things in anger. Where was Author? He felt alone. "Uh, do you have any ideas?" He asked.

—— She stared at him for a long moment, confused and perhaps a little fearful herself. But it wasn’t long before a stronger need kicked in. Gentle hands found his wrists and held his arms carefully to his sides. “Pause. Take a breath. You can’t work through something when you’re letting your emotions act for you. Emotions keep us from being rational. So take a deep breath and try to calm down a little. We can figure this out but you have to relax a little first,” she insisted, voice soft, cooing like that of a mother to an upset child. “We’ve got this...”

[blueheartedmayor]

@markiplierp - Continued from here

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“I certainly hope so. What you are trying to do is illegal everywhere, I hope you realise.”

[itsmarkiplierr-blog]

RP anyone...?

Honestly, I’d do any sort of roleplay with ANYONE. Just leave me a like or something.

[nharmappreciation-blog]

Open for RP (i guess)