Psychopath: a Markiplier Fanfiction

Chapter Two - The Comment

"She had no idea she was going to unlock the vault of utter insanity...she had merely just skimmed the surface of the madness that lay hidden below in the dark corners of her mind" -Right Now it's Your Tomorrow"

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    Mark sighed as he sunk back in his chair. He had just finished recording and uploading the Huniepop episode. He knew he had to have another video uploaded soon, since he posted at times 8 to 12. Luckily he had a pre-made vlog of him and his brother.

    He pulled up YouTube and scrolled to the upload button. This was a rather long vlog and he hoped it would upload in time. He clicked it and set it all up. There. It should be up around 12.

    He leaned back in his chair, yawning slightly. Damn, he was tired.. Lately he felt like he could barely close his eyes withkut having to get up five seconds later to do something else. He kicked back and set his feet on the table, folding his arms behind his head.

    "Maybe a little nap.. Won't... Hurt..." He mumbled slowly drifting, his head nodding slightly as he fell asleep.
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    Alexa sat there on the edge of her bed scrolling through Instagram. Once she was satified, she went back through it all over again. Every single Markiplier picture she saw, even if she knew she had already seen it, she saved it to her camera-roll.

    It irked her that other people had these pictures. Why did they have pictures of her boyfriend? Was he.. Was he cheating on her?

    "No, No Alexa," She whispered under her breath, slowly stroking a picture of him smiling at the camera with her thumb. "He loves me. He loves me. No one else. Me."

    Three knocks came from her door. Didn't her mother get anything? She growled and locked her screen. She cleared her throat and sat up straighter. "Come in mother!" She called in a loud clear voice. *And make it quick*, she added in her head.

    The door creaked open slightly and her mother peeked in from behind the door.

    "What is it, Mother." She said without even turning around. The woman would pay later, in the Debt Session for interrupting Picture Time. How many times did she have to beat that into the poor creature?
   
    "I-I.. Im sorry for interrupting I-I just.. Y-You have a p-package.." Her mother gulped, and quickly ducked back, shutting the door behind her.

    Alexa perked up. A package, hm? Could it be..? She gave a giggle and sprung up from her bed, rushing over to her bedroom door. She flung it open to see a small package outside her door. She picked it up and glanced both ways, then quickly stepped back into her room and shut the door.

    It was here. It was *finally* here after months and months of waiting.. Endless waiting... She carried the package to her small desk and ripped the packing tape off.

    Her eyes glistened hungrily. This was it. She had waited so long. But like always, she got her way. She always made sure she got her way.

    She slowly folded back the cardboard flaps, proceeding to take out piece by piece the Styrofoam protection. There it was. In the middle. It was almost as beautiful as it was on the ad. She still couldnt believe they had bought that her mothers identification were her own. People online were real idiots sometimes, but that didn't matter, because she had got what she needed.

    She pulled it out slowly, and reveled at how the silver reflected the dim light in the room. It was small, and she was pleased to find that she could easily slip it in her waistband or shoe without people noticing.
 
    "Finally," She whispered as she stared at the gun. "Now Markiplier and I can be together forever... Forever..."
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    He slowly opened his eyes, groaning as he set his feet down. His body felt stiff. Maybe sleeping in that position wasn't such a good idea. How long had he slept anways? He glanced at the clock.

    "12:10 Holy shit!" He yelped. He hadn't meant to sleep for a whole hour.

   His computer screen showed a small message, saying it needed a password to finish uploading the video. He groaned and quickly typed it in. The loading bar stayed between 99% and 100%.

    "Oh come on!" He groaned, rubbing the rest of the sleep out of his eyes. "Everyone's going to be mad!"

    As if the computer somehow heard him the loading bar sped up and vanished, followed with a message saying that his video had been uploaded, and there it was. He let out a sigh of relief. Ten minutes wasn't too late.. Surely everyone would understand.

    He was scrolling through his description of his previous upload. He hated it when he made a typo and every single person had to point it out in the comments..

    That's when something caught his eye. A certain comment. Now that he thought about it, he wasn't even sure what had caught his attention anyways. But he saw it.
   
    MarkipliersSoulMate: >:( ITS TWELVE AND YOU HAVENT POSTED YET WHERE ARE YOU?? ARE YOU OUT CHEATING ON ME??

    Who the hell was this person? And why did she think they were supposedly dating? Maybe it had been a joke, but he would have expected there to be a "jk lol" at the end or something.

    He shrugged it off. Just another one of those crazy fangirls. Seriously, he had seen some of the fanart they make of him, and read some of the fanfictions, and it made him disgusted every time. Where had the sense of family gone? What was happening to his community?
   
    He sighed and clicked out of YouTube. He would deal with it later. Maybe make a vlog about how people should be respectful and considerate in the comments section. Nowadays he could definitely see why some of the other YouTubers called his fanbase immature and that they "cant keep it in their pants". He knew this wasn't true. Of course there were some people who fit that description, but he loved them all the same. And anyways, didnt every single fandom have at least one of those types of people?
   
    The comment still stuck in his mind though. There was just something chilling about it. It was as if that person thought they had known each other for years. It looked sort of like other hate comments, but... Something was off. Something was very off.

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