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    Markiplier walked down the dark corridor and after a while, he heard laughing. He eventually came to a large double door and pushed open one of the doors gently, peaking into the room. Inside, he saw a mass of people that all looked the same laughing about something. A voice rung out above the others, this one female, and said a joke before the mass burst out laughing again. Mark slipped through the door to get a better look and saw a young woman standing on the backside of a throne. She had a purple highlight in her brown hair, which was pulled up into a bun. She smiled at her own joke before looking in the direction of Mark.    "Oh, h

    "And the last puzzle is..." Felix pushed the lever down, "complete!" There was a click and a portion of the wall slid open, revealing a short hallway leading to double doors. Stephano pushed them open and walked through, followed by Mr. Chair and Felix. They looked around smiling at the large room that greeted them. There was a meeting place in the front, a library in the back, and doors that lead to different rooms on the sides.     "Welcome to the new base, bros." Felix set down the lantern as Mr. Chair ran over to the door with one of his spell books. He started reciting the spells that would keep any monsters and Barrels out of the

But the ruins were empty. Frisk walked steadily down the hallways of the ruins, remembering every puzzle by heart. Her long hair was tied up in a braid that fell down her back as she walked. After a little while of silence, she came to the big house. As soon as she opened the door, she could see that the previous owner had moved out a while ago; there was dust everywhere. She walked down the steps to the basement and through the long hallway. When she reached the doors at the end, she saw a little piece of paper. 'Dear human,' it read. 'Welcome to the underground. My name is Toriel and while I am sorry I cannot be there to great you, I mu

    Felix opened his eyes and saw only darkness. Once his vision got accustomed to the darkness, he saw that he was in a room, laying on a bed. He looked around for a light switch on the wall, but there were none in sight. Then he realized that there wasn't even a lightbulb in the room, which was very plain. There were also no window, so Felix couldn't see where he was. The nightstand next to the bed, his backpack, and the closet on the opposite wall were the only other things in the room. Where am I? Did Cry take me here? Should I have trusted him? Thoughts and doubts ran through his head as he looked at his hands. But he left my backpack an

    Felix closed the door of the cooling unit with a Coke in his hand. Humming to himself, he walked to his room and sat down at his desk. As he placed his hands on the desk, the thin screen in front of him lit up. He tapped on the icon for the web and opened up the news page. As he read the headlines, he sipped the Coke. Once he had finished reading the daily newspaper, he put on his shoes and stepped outside to take a walk. While he walked down the street, he looked back to see a little robot following him a few houses down.     "Good morning master. Are you having fun taking your walk?" It asked.     "Yes. Thank you for asking, P_40."

    Cry wandered down the dark hallway, humming to himself with the lantern in hand. After a few minutes, he came to a large double-door and pushed one of the doors, cracking it open just big enough so he could slip through. He turned of the lantern as he looked around at the torches that lined the large room. When he looked in the middle, he saw a figure sitting on the throne. He quietly walked up to the throne and looked down at Pewdie sleeping there. Heh, he looks so silly like that. The King of the Barrels, sleeping. Cry leaned over and tapped Pewdie on the nose. The Swede opened his eyes slowly and his head shot straight up when he reali

    Cry sat on his bed, wearing a wrinkled flannel shirt and jeans. Tears fell down his cheeks as he looked at the goggles in his hands. It was the day after they had the funeral for Pewdie, and Cry remembered every detail. Cheyenne holding his hand as the priest said his words, Marzia bursting into tears as she spoke about Pewdie. Many of his fans were there, even some other YouTubers like Ken and Smosh. At the end, Marzia gave Cry Pewdie's goggles. She probably didn't know the truth and gave it to me since I made it for him. But to me, it is just torture. Cry set the goggles on the nightstand and wiped away his tears. AK jumped up next to h

    Your video has been successfully uploaded to YouTube.    Cry sighed and leaned back in his seat. As he stretched his tired arms, he heard them pop and he winced slightly. Yawning, he turned away from the computers and got out of his seat to change his clothes. Once he had changed, he sat back down to close a few tabs. Just before he closed steam, he got a notification saying that he got a gift from 'unknown'. Sleepily, Cry clicked on it and saw that the person had sent him a game.    'Hey, Cry. I know that you've been really stressed out from making all of the videos for your fans, and I found this game that is really calming. You don

    Cry stared out the window of the freestyle and watched the trees blur by. Snake was driving and Cry was sitting next to him, Russ and Jund were having a silly chat about something funny, and Cheyenne and Red were talking in the back. The Crew had been asking Cry to go on a trip with them for the whole summer, and he eventually gave in, but took his mask with him. It was going to be a coolish week at the beach, so Cry wasn't too worried about other people, but he still wore his mask just in case.     "Hey Snake, are we there yet?" Jund asked in a teasing voice. Snake grumbled since that was the fifth time he had asked that question makin