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Ernest Hudson Davis IV
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May 13. Taurus.
High School Junior.
Random-minded Philosopher.
Creative Illustrator. Free-minded Storyteller.
Future Graphic Artist. Possible Game Developer.
Terrible Otaku. Awesome Bossitronian. Abnormal Markiplite.
Normal Masher. Regular Minion.
Indescribable Gamer.
(Bi)curious.

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Author of the Arco tale.

Creator of the Electronic Super Joy: Aaron Adventures fanfiction.
Aaron Ro'kin / Bui / Greegor / Pope Ianh Eddzon / Jojo / Kimberri Saphire / Kuzu / Smoker Smith / Wanderer / Wizard

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Remember when I had posted my first Markiplier fanfiction? Markiplier Chronicles: His Shadow? Yeah, I finally decided to revise what terrible writing I did to a point where my work should be subtle in mistake. I'll probably post it some time after school if I manage to gain access to the computer.

Also I don't know what I plan on doing with my fanfiction series idea that I had started out with mid-September 2013. I've been too disorientated and idiotic since this year has begun. It hasn't even ended yet, and I can say that this was the worse year. But this is just me being an attention seeker or something talking about it here. I'll understand.

Well, my partner told me not to stay up late, but I've always been stupid in not listening. I'll get in an hour or something before the bus runs down the road. Hope you guys are doing okay.
  • Mood: Unhappy

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The Dream

“Morning, Sir Mark.” He could hear a voice, the voice of a female. This led to him opening his eyes and finding his brown eyes looking at a woman dressed like a maid, which had him smile. “Breakfast is ready for you in the dining area, Sir Mark,” the young maid told him.
 
Mark’s grin widens even more and responded, “Thank you, my dear. I will be there shortly.” Stretching his arms and legs out, Mark pulled the sheets off and stood out of his bed. He could smell what had been cooked; blueberry muffins and crispy bacons assaulted the man’s nose, leaving him to drool as he walked downstairs to the dining area.
 
The maid was standing on the other side of the large table when Mark entered the room, holding an empty plate in her hands and presenting herself with a rather evil grin on her face. “I made the best breakfast I could, Sir Mark. I hope you like what I’ve prepared.” She gestured her left hand requesting him to sit down. With a confused expression on his face, Mark proceeded to do so, sitting in the middle seat across from the lady. She had whipped up some flavorful pancakes and muffins, as well as some crispy-red bacon and bright fruits that sit adjacent to it all. It all astonished Mark. Handing him the plate, she faintly said, “Enjoy.”
 
He picked up a blueberry muffin from the large plate and took a bite of it, the flavor exploding inside his mouth and dying his buds blue. This put him into another world. “Wow!” Mark mumbled as he ate. “This went beyond my expectation of you. Thank you!” Taking another bite, something about the muffin had changed on him… That taste, it had changed on him. And that didn’t feel like a blueberry squished by his teeth this time. Mark splits the muffin out and sees that he had chewed on an eye, the iris blue as the ocean. He sat in the chair sure that he bit the organ hard enough to pop it open, but it came out whole, almost as if it was never chewed. This made Mark leap from his seat in utter disgust, turning to the maid and, in a demanding tone, asked, “What was that?! Why did I almost consume an eyeball?! Explain yourself!!”
 
Still presenting a sinister smile on her face, the maid replied devilishly, “Sir Mark? Do you not like what I had prepared for you? It was the best I could do. I mean, it would assist us in getting you into a better place.” Her voice began to deepen as she chuckled like a psychopath, her sclera turning red and dark hair growing longer than it was before. Mark could see her skin changing from its natural white to pink, then to a deep red. He stood back a few steps, almost ready to escape, only to find him against a mysterious white wall where the archway used to be. One quick turn of his head, the maid was no longer human, horns above her ears and tail lengthy with an arrowhead tip; a demon had been released.
 
It spoke, its voice sounding as if a thousand souls were within her body. “We had been waiting for you, Sir Mark! Now, come with us, or die with the mortals!” He was frozen in fear, standing against the wall and staring at the seducing demon. What could he do? She had absolute control over him now. “Now,” the demonic maiden said, “what is your answer, Sir Mark?” His eyes, the only thing that remained under the man’s control, began to produce tears. Furious that Mark didn’t answer her, the maid readied herself to attack, claws out from her fingertips and only toes touching the floor. “NO?! Fine. It was a shame. My sisters and I were really looking forward to having you in our… party in the depths of Hathes. Sweet dreams, cutie.” A leap onto the table and a leap towards Mark she did.
 
Mark gasps and starts to hyperventilate. He was lucky. A few more seconds and he may have felt the slash that was prepared to hit him. “Again?” he asked himself silently, continuing to catch his breath. “Another nightmare?!?” Letting himself relax as sat up, he started to let his train of thought retreat to their tracks, trying to understand something. A minute passed, he could finally think. “What could have caused this? Why should I bear to see these images that put constant fear into my spirit?” Mark shook his head before he pulled the sheets off of him and got out of bed.
 
Since the Ides of October, Mark has had fourteen reoccurring nightmares of demons, all kept him up throughout the nights. This one was the fifteenth, and with this realization, he knew something must be done about them. Getting dress and departing out of his house, Sir Mark heads down the dirt roads of Collara to the soothsayer’s chamber, hoping to find some answers.
Markiplier Chronicles: His Shadow. (1)
Markiplier Chronicles
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My first Markiplier fanfiction as well as the first book in my fanfictional series. | After a mysterious cursing, Mark sets out for answers, assembling a small team of friends as he readies for a battle with his dark doppelganger from Hathes. It is until midnight that his fate will be sealed. | The Dream Mark awakens into what he first suspects to be an elegant world, in which he has a hired maid bring him down for breakfast prepared by her own hands. He arrives in the dinning area to eat, taking a clean plate and a bite out of a blueberry muffin. Quickly, Mark finds himself within an altered illusion--another nightmare that a demon tries to kill him and bring his soul to the underworld.

Characters:
  • Majors:
    • Sir Mark of Collara - The main character. Mark lives in the small town of Collara, located in the Great Casca Plains. A respected man and knight under the former king of Old Casche Monarch. Lives single and alone in a small residence. Some time in mid-October (Ides of October), someone placed him under a curse, one where a desired dream turns into a nightmare that can be fatal. Now, he seeks for answers.
  • Minors:
    • Maid - Used comedically. The maid is very attractive and could easily gain Mark's attention if she wanted to. She has appeared in many of Mark's other nightmares, but in his fifteenth one, she actually transforms into a lustful demon with the ability to take control of mortal human males. It is unknown if any other female figures have committed similar acts in the previous fourteen.
Other Notes:
  • This story was intended to be set within the medieval time period.
  • The name of this curse: Narmarn - a word from an ancient [fictitious] langauge that means "nightmare."
  • Hathes. It's not a misspelling, but more of another name for Hell that will be used in this story. However, it can be prounced the same as the Greek name "Hades."

Markiplier Chronicles: His Shadow. Copyright (c) 2013-2014 Junie-D.
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Remember when I had posted my first Markiplier fanfiction? Markiplier Chronicles: His Shadow? Yeah, I finally decided to revise what terrible writing I did to a point where my work should be subtle in mistake. I'll probably post it some time after school if I manage to gain access to the computer.

Also I don't know what I plan on doing with my fanfiction series idea that I had started out with mid-September 2013. I've been too disorientated and idiotic since this year has begun. It hasn't even ended yet, and I can say that this was the worse year. But this is just me being an attention seeker or something talking about it here. I'll understand.

Well, my partner told me not to stay up late, but I've always been stupid in not listening. I'll get in an hour or something before the bus runs down the road. Hope you guys are doing okay.
  • Mood: Unhappy

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NorcaBot Featured By Owner Oct 11, 2014
Hey man! It's been awhile, where have you been?
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 Thanks for the fav!   Fella Heart Kiss (Love)
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<3 Herro How You Be? :)
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thanks for the fave! :)
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thanks for the favorite ;)
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