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martinplier:

mairzymarzipan:

fromacomrade:

You wanna be an ally? You wanna “punch Nazis?” Keep reading.
Look, people. This is fucking serious. Please read.

We aren’t glitter bombing Nazis. We aren’t throwing flour on them. We definitely aren’t going to peacefully shut them down. They want to kill us, they said so in Charlottesville. They made it very clear where they stand and how they plan on taking action. Their violence needs to be met with great force.

If you are not down to physically fight these fuckers, please stay off the front lines. You’ll get hurt and your pacifism will be a liability, resulting in others being hurt. Run support. We need more support.

-Go to a street medic training
-Run jail support
-If you’re good at using the internet (as in better than average), learn how to securely (and correctly) doxx these people.
-If you’re a creative type, write a zine about anti-fascism
-If you’re EMT trained, HOST a street medic training
-Become a legal observer through the
National Lawyers Guild
-Set up letter writing events to send to political prisoners
-There’s a lot of parents who want to fight but can’t because of their kids, watch their kids for them
-If you can cook, organize food drives/pot lucks for the larger demonstrations.
-Help people in more counseling/therapy ways.
-Help get needed supplies, such as food, water, and medical supplies.
-When organizing, inclusivity is not optional, and is mandatory to win.
-Listen to the concerns of those most effected.

Add any extra support jobs you think of.

It’s nice to see posts that say “hey you can still help without getting into physical fights” bc I am weak af

I’d love to help but I’m not anywhere near all of what’s happening(as far as I know) and my parents would not allow me to

egoplier-headcanons:

Darkiplier: His ego. As he says in ADWM, Dark hates being mocked. He has a sense of pride that he would do anything to protect. Even reveal a secret in order to one up you? Maybe so. Remember, Dark is self centered and jealous. Use those emotions. They very well could be the only ones Dark has.

Warfstache: His guilt. As revealed in Markiplier TV, Warfstache does have regrets. During the bubbles sketch, he is shown narrating about these very doubts and regrets. Make him think. Make him use his emotions.

Googleplier: His function. As shown in Google IRL, Googleplier will stop the task at hand to answer of fulfill a request. Eventually, this could cause him to temporarily shut down. At the very least, is buys time and really annoys him.

The Host: His reliance on powers. Because the Host can’t really “See”, the only thing allowing him to control situations is his narration. So cover his mouth. Now, he will be truly blind, unable to see whats coming and unable to do anything about it.

Doctor Iplier: His professionalism. As he states in Markiplier TV, Doctor Iplier is happy to be shown as handsome and professional. And do you know what isn’t professional? Murder. If other people are around, Dr. Iplier will hold himself back because he doesn’t want to lose his credibility.

Bim Trimmer: His pride. Bim wants the spotlight. He wants to be the center of attention and he wants to steal the show. But he wants to be appreciated. He wants to be known and famous, not ridiculed and a joke. Give him a crowd, but give him the wrong kind.

Antisepticeye: His emotion. Unlike Dark, Anti is much more… human. He gets angry. And when people are angry they become less cautious. Less attentive. If you can get Anti mad, all you need is a second person to sneak up from behind. Bam. He didn’t even see it coming.

Dr. Schneeplestein: His lack of knowledge. Dr. Schneeplestein has shown time and time again that he doesn’t really know much about biology and medical procedures. He botches operations left and right. What if he were to use his obscene techniques on himself? What if you could get him to make his mistakes but not against you?

Chase Brody: His imperfections. Chase wants to do well. He hates failing. He even shoots himself in the Bro Average video. It’s clear that failure is one of the things he fears most. Make him ashamed. Point out his flaws. It will make him upset and sad, and most of all, weak.

JackieBoy Man: His heroism. He wants to save the day. He would do anything to help. Use it against him. It’s easy to trap somebody who would wander into a black room without a weapon because he thought he heard a baby cry. Thats the kind of person JackieBoy is. 

(Im sorry about how few Jack egos I did. I just don’t know them as well.)

Robbie: His Kindness. Starve him, then let him free, he is a Zombie, letting a zombie free after starving him? He will attack any living person on site ‘till he is full. When he is sane again it will destroy him knowing he killed.

rileybread:

Petition time

So you know that Pewdiepie regards to his fans as his Bros

Dan and Phil consider themselves the Phans

But Markiplier has yet to have a solid fanbase name, right??

UNTIL NOW

What if we call ourselves his “Buddies”?

Now here me out before you’re like ‘that’s the dumbest shit’

Mark has always considered us to be his friends, and literally I feel like I’m sitting having a chat with him when he’s doing his vlogs and videos. He’s open and honest and sincere with us, as any good buddy would be. Not to mention, think how he starts ALL of his videos.

“Hello everybody my name is Maaaarkiplier”

Ok well what if it’s really

“Hello every Buddy my name is Maaarkiplier”

Brooooo my mind is so totally blown right now

Boom pow kabam explosions kachow

“Riley are you high”-

NO I’M NOT HIGH, but I have seen the REVELATION of what we can become. I have been AWAKENED to the possibilities as one of Mark’s BUDDIES. JOIN ME BROTHERS. SISTERS. NON-BINARY PALS.

LET US BE BUDDIES TOGETHER

AWAAAAYYYYY

kenny299:

Chica is the leader of the markiplier protection squad confirmed

Protect the weird hooman at all costs

electoralcollege:

Unironically liking Never Gonna Give You Up makes you immune to all damage

ego-protection-squad:

Dynamic Duo || One

Based on this post

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“So yeah, uhm,” she giggled, handing him a new set of clothes that she thought would fit his personality well. “This is your room.” The man took the clothes from her and looked around the room, already thinking about how he would decorate it. Houdini posters, he might conjure up a little house for his bunnies and his doves, and maybe he could find a bookshelf for his spell books. The girl with the chin length green hair who was still standing in the doorway interrupted his thinking. “So uh, I’ll leave you alone now, but just call me or hit up one of the guys in you need anything?”

“Yeh’ I will. Thank you,” Marvin smiled, plopping down of his comfortable bed and listening to the creak of the closing door. His bottom lip quivered as he thought about how lucky he was to be here. He had just come into existance, and so quickly he was taken into this home. It was a little off, considering the others looked exactly like him, expect for the girl who called herself Samantha, or Sam for short. He wasn’t going to question it though. He had learned in harsh ways not to question it when good came to him.

He had been briefly introduced to the others that lived there. There was one who had been screaming and shooting foam bullets from an oddly colored gun who was called Chase Brody, another who was sitting calmly on the couch, reading. He introduced himself as Shneep, but Sam said his name was Henrik and Marvin shouldn’t be pressured to call him anything formal. The last one, a loud man who was wearing a red leotard and a blue mask. He was jumping around and wouldn’t stay still long enough for Marvin to shake his hand. He was called Jackaboy Man, but he said it was OK if the magician wanted to call him Jackie.

He had gotten up at this point, laying out the clothes that his new friend had given him. They were nice. She was right when she thought they fit his personality. His feet took him over to the large mirror leaning against the white wall. Pulling at the zipper down his front, he stripped off the tight. Lack fabric that covered his body from neck down. The hero of shiny clothes sat on the ground now, and Marv bent down and sat next to it, grabbing the name tag off it.

Clone #5

He grinned, throwing it back on the floor and glancing at the red bow tie he was gifted with. “It’s a new day,” he smiled.

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@magic-marvin-protection-patrol @jse-community-protection-squad @chase-brody-protection-squad @jackieboy-man-support-squad @therealjacksepticeye @fear-is-nameless

markiplier:

My dog Chica had a nightmare last night. She doesn’t have them very often but when she does she’ll let out this adorable little howl that startles herself awake. She was a little shaken up about it but after a few snuggles in the hooman bed (usually off limits for doggos) she was happy as can be. After a while she hopped down to her own bed and drifted off into a peaceful pupper snooze. And I thought that was the end of it.

But I had a nightmare too. Now that’s not entirely uncommon, I have them fairly often and they’re something that I’ve gotten used to. But this one was a bad one.

The bad ones are the ones that I don’t wake up from. They’re the ones where my friends or loved ones are hurt in front of me and the only thing I can do is watch and cry and scream in the mad hope that it’s all just some terrible dream. Nothing ever happens to me in these dreams so I’m trapped within until I wake up of my own accord. But tonight was different.

Tonight, I felt something lick my hand and woke up in a cold sweat. There on the side of my bed was Chica, licking my hand and looking up at me with concern. Now I’m not sure how much a dog understands about nightmares and dreams and such, but she’s never woken me up from a nightmare before. I’d like to think that some part of her recognized what I was going through and she just wanted to wake me up to protect me from the scary monsters. I have never been more grateful to have Chica by my side than in that moment.

So I let her hop up on the hooman bed (twice in one night, oh boy!) and after a few snuggles I was happy as can be.

starlit-havens:

– Heck yeah I can! Thanks for the prompt 🙂 –

“Marv?”

Marvin was in his room as per usual. He was staring into the swinging bulb above his bed, narrowing his eyes against the bright light. When he heard his name, he turned towards the door to answer and realized that his vision was disfigured and blurry from staring for so long. “Well fuck me. I think I’m blind now.”

“Marv?!”

Marvin sighed, blinking rapidly to get rid of the massive sun spot covering his vision. “Can you give me a sec?”

“MARV PLEASE COME HERE RIGHT NOW”

Snapping on his cat mask, Marvin slammed open the door and charged towards the living room. “Jackie, if you make me catch another spider for you, I swear to-“ 

He was shushed by the Ego as he entered the living room. Jackaboy Man was staring out the window, absolutely terrified. “Marvin, what the fuck is that?”

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