Dead Space: Purpose

by Dragonman461

Something that kinda exists

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The mind of an unknown soul began to wake up for the first time. It didn't know how it could think, it didn't understand how it knew so many words, or how it even knew it was something relevant to "alive," whatever that meant. All that it knew, was that it was immobile, and could see many different things. These things were large and colored very similarly to one another. They had big bushy parts that-

"Trees!" It remembered.

Somehow, it could speak. Nothing was around to hear it, though, so it stopped after shouting that. It spent a large amount of time simply waiting, watching as the sky above changed from blue, to red, to black, to red again, and then back to blue. It did this many times, almost too many to count. If the thing could sigh, it would, out of some kind of feeling it had.

Before it could try and cycle through its apparent gifted knowledge, a rustling sound came from the bushes. Out from the line of trees, came a pink ball of fluffiness.

"Oh, hello there," the object spoke to it.

The new arrival didn't move a single nanometer upon seeing him, and merely stood there, with its tongue out.

"What's your name?" the mind asked out of nowhere.

"Pfftpfftpftpfft," the pink fluffy thing spoke in raspberries.

"Fluffle Puff?" the mind thought aloud. "That. Is. ADORABLE! Wait, what does that even mean? I'm just using words I somehow know. Where did I even come from?"

"Pfft."

"... W-wow. That's... I don't even think I could... wow..."

The two sat in silence for a few more moments before the mind spoke again.

"Do you know what my name is?" it asked, trying to feel its relative shape.

Fluffle Puff drew her tongue back into her mouth and produced a small red coloring object.

"Is that a mark- ... wait... I think... I'm getting to something... mark, something, I think..."

"Pfftpppffftpfftttffttfff?" Fluffle Puff suggested, the red object now gone.

"Mark... i.... ply.... er..... Markiplier.... MARKIPLIER!!! YES!" the mind boomed. "That's my name! I'm Markiplier! Thank you so much Fluffle Puff!"

"Pffppffttffttpfft?"

"You know what, I think we should be friends! We could come up with a secret language and everything! But, how am I supposed to get around? I don't think I'm anything more than some kind of rock, like you said earlier."

Without warning, a giant pen came down from the Fourth Wall and cropped out both Markiplier, and Fluffle Puff, before depositing them outside of a small, frilly, pink house.

"Wow! That was quick! But, how am I going to fit through the-"

Before a question could be asked any further, the pen lifted Markiplier above Fluffle Puff and slowly allowed the stoney persona to be absorbed by the mass of fur below. When Markiplier reached the bottom, he was greeted by a large pony with wings and a horn that had light fur, and a brown mane and tail. She also had a fake mustache on.

"Oh, hi! Did you do that thing with the pen?"

"Yes, now keep quiet. I'm trying to hide in here."

"Pfffttpftpppptttff!"

"Yeah, I think we're gonna have the best time ever, too!"

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