#antimatter matpat

[wouldntyou-liketoknow]

Day 6: Specimen Preservation

(Trigger Warnings: descriptions of dismemberment, gore, blood, bones, organs, knives, death, implications of illegal business, strong language. Please let me know if I missed anything.)

Day 1  Day 2  Day 3  Day 4  Day 5  Day 7

Phantom Treble was nothing if not ambitious.

A fair amount of clubs, studios, and theaters (one of which he was currently visiting) fell under his jurisdiction. His territories were linked and well-protected. He had literal hordes of people working those establishments, as well as more than enough of a budget to keep those people satisfied with their jobs for a good, long while.

But then, this was only one side of his life.

The other side was pretty similar, honestly. The primary differences were how he worked and what he worked with.

Phantom watched as his latest client (#691, to be exact) finished up a performance onstage. It’d been months since they’d found him via some grapevine, since he’d invited them to a meeting, since they’d signed the contract he’d offered them. Like all those before them, they’d been amazed at the results of their deal with Phantom. 

And, like all those before them, they’d failed to thoroughly read the contract he’d given them.

They’d gotten their name out into the open, gotten to participate in some shows here and there. They’d had their fun, but they’d also just about reached the peak of their potential.

Which meant that Phantom’s part of the agreement was complete, and that it was time for them to fulfill their end of the bargain.

Client #691 bowed to thunderous applause, which Phantom contributed to (just because he had ulterior motives didn’t mean he didn’t appreciate quality entertainment). Phantom’s instincts assured him that he was the only one in the crowd who could see how the smile on Client #691’s face flickered, turning confused and distressed. 

This was understandable; Phantom didn’t have a soul of his own, so he didn’t know what it would’ve felt like for a soul to suddenly start draining away from its vessel. But it didn’t take an Einstein to guess that the process probably wouldn’t have felt too great.

Client #691 took their leave, disappearing behind the curtains. Phantom watched, counting down the seconds. Three, two, one. . .

He quietly glanced down and smiled as the glowing, panicking soul of Client #691 suddenly materialized within the glass orb set in his cane’s sliver-clawed handle. Hours prior, he’d arranged for them to be the only person that would be performing tonight. That way he wouldn’t have to worry about anyone seeing them suddenly collapse into a heap behind the curtains. The rest of the audience was still cheering, which made it impossible for anyone to have heard the odd, inhuman-sounding words Phantom murmured to himself.

Afterwards, he rose from his seat and exited the auditorium. He strolled down the hall, nodding to the staff he passed along the way. They greeted him in kind, some smiling politely while others went a bit pale. A select few of his employees knew what his true business was and, of course, were bound to silence. There was no doubt that he was a fair boss to them, but he supposed he couldn’t blame them for being anxious.

Phantom soon found himself in his office (he had one in each of his establishments). He hung a little sign that read DO NOT DISTURB on the doorknob, then locked the door for good measure. After that, he tapped the end of his cane against the floor.

In response, a long shadow residing in the corner of the office seemed to shift, as though something inside it had stirred in its sleep. The shade continued to stretch and bulge out of the wall until it finally formed an irregularly-shaped opening, bearing some semblance to the mouth of a tunnel. Phantom stepped across the imposing threshold without so much as blinking. The pitch-black walls of the cavity collapsed in on themselves before unfolding into a completely different room.

Phantom’s den was wide, almost cavernous, yet clearly well lived-in. It was dimly-lit, calm and clean. Each of the four walls were made up of shelves, the wood of which was stained with the dark shades of different colors.

Phantom approached the green-stained shelves, and, as if on cue, a small, silvery, three-legged stand materialized on one of them. Phantom carefully plucked the orb from the hilt of his cane—where a vacant orb immediately appeared to take its place—and deposited it onto that stand. The client’s soul flickered and writhed, fitting right in with the copious amounts of souls lining the ledges above and below it.

Phantom reached into his vest and produced the contract his client had filled out. He made sure that the ribbon keeping it rolled up had changed from white to red. Then, with a flick of his wrist, the contract was sent flying to the gray-stained shelves (which were divided between books and scrolls).

Yet another one for the collection. Phantom really was just that good, wasn’t he?

Of course, this was just Client #691’s soul. There was still the matter of Client #691. . .

Phantom glanced over to the center of the room, where a long, metallic table was taking up space. A vintage pendant light hung from the ceiling, casting a sort of halo over said table as well as the body that rested on it.

Phantom chewed his lip, then dug his cellphone out of his pocket. He dialed a certain number, then waited as the other line rang. The person he was calling was something of an eccentric. He was one of the more successful merchants the Black Market had to offer—like Phantom, he wouldn’t tolerate any of the really disgusting stuff, but the business he did tolerate (mainly chemical trafficking and cadaver testing) was still very much illegal.

“It never fails,” Anti-Matter sighed after picking up the phone. “I only ever get calls when I’m in the middle of something.”

“You’re saying you’d prefer to get calls in your off-time?”

“Hell no! I’ve already paid an arm and leg to keep my conversations from being tapped.”

Phantom chuckled. “Funny choice of words. Made any sales recently?”

“Not since last month. But those kidneys did make me about a hundred-and-fifty thousand, so I’m not strapped for caaAAAOH MY GOD NO–!”

Somewhere in the background, a loud crash was followed by the sound of glass shattering.

Phantom could hear sprinting footsteps alongside a light thud as the phone was dropped against a flat surface. He had to stifle a laugh as a string of muffled yet very colorful words set in Anti-Matter’s voice joined whatever cacophony was happening on his end.

Sooner or later, the noise came to a halt. When Anti-Matter returned to the phone, he was very clearly out of breath, and it seemed his patience was next to go.

“Phantom, I’m going to be blunt here: if someone isn’t dying right now, I’m hanging up.”

“Well. . .not dying, perse,” Phantom mused. “But they are dead. Does that still count?”

“Maybe,” Anti-Matter admitted. “Still doesn’t explain why you decided to call me about it. Unless death just reminds you of me for some reason, which isn’t as flattering as you’d think. ”

“What if I said I had an offer for you?”

“When people use that line, it typically means they don’t actually have whatever they say they have,” Anti-Matter pointed out. “But, twisting words is kind of your thing, so. . .”

“Touch’e.” Phantom replied. “I’ve got a potential specimen.” He looked over the body before adding, “Six potential specimens, technically. If you count the pieces it needs to be cut into.” 

“For the sake of convenience, I would. I’m assuming this is another one of your contractors?”

“Does that really matter?”  Phantom asked, not realizing the glorious wordplay he’d just committed until Anti-Matter let out a half-exasperated, half-enraged sigh. Phantom simply smiled at the thought of his cohort’s face right now.

After a few seconds, Anti-Matter pronounced, “Diaphonize them and I’ll forget what you just said.”

“I can do that,” Phantom said with a nod. “Although I’m really not sure why you’d want to forget a moment of pure genius.”

“Don’t push it,” Anti-Matter warned. “I’ll stop by tomorrow morning to pick ‘em up. Once the photos are uploaded and I get some good bidders, I’ll contact you and we’ll work out how to split the money.”

“You’re too kind.”

“Barely.” With that, Phantom’s accomplice hung up. 

Phantom put his phone away, cracking his knuckles as he crossed the room. Nestled in one corner was a small mahogany cabinet. Inside said cabinet was Phantom’s prized collection of vinyl. After some hemming and hawing, Phantom loaded a Green Day album into the well-loved record player that rested on top of the cabinet. As music began filtering through the room, Phantom left his cane leaning against the cabinet’s side, lightly bobbing his head along to the lyrics as he got to work.

Phantom scanned the lower of the blue-stained shelves, then spent the next few seconds carrying his larger spare containers (six aquariums, to be exact) over to his desk. He looked each one over; they were definitely functional, but they were also. . .plain. And Phantom, like anyone with a single creative bone in their body, knew that the more unique a product looked, the more customers it would attract.

He placed his hands on either side of the nearest aquarium, muttering in his native tongue. The glass slowly but surely started to glow, heating up to the point where awful blisters should have started appearing on Phantom’s palms. In no time at all, the glass became malleable, allowing Phantom to mold it into a more triangular shape. The metal frame and lid moved along with the glass, fitting as though it’d been designed that way in the first place.

That’d work nicely for the torso. . .

Phantom repeated the process with the other aquariums until they each looked much more aesthetically pleasing (ovular tubes for the arms and legs, as well as a sphere for the head). The glass would need some time to cool, so Phantom ventured over to the table.

A black knife tower sat at the head of the table, holding—what the hell else?—a dozen different knives. Some were designed for medical purposes, others were meant for simple butchering; one thing they all had in common, however, were rose-gold blades that each boasted specific carvings of arcane symbols.

At the snap of Phantom’s fingers, those symbols began to glow similarly to burning embers. Then, the tools were lifted into the air by invisible hands, moving to hover around the corpse. A scalpel ran the length of the client’s back, creating a long, thin laceration. As expected, blood began to seep out from the cut.

Phantom whispered a command, and the blood obeyed. It climbed into the air, almost resembling a snake as it hovered. He snatched what looked like a perfectly normal flask from one of the purple-stained shelves. He twisted it open and held it aloft; the blood responded by funneling itself inside. None of it spilled out, despite the fact that it should’ve been impossible for the flask to hold it all. Phantom closed the flask back up and returned it to its place.

Meanwhile, the knives got down to business. The larger, more serrated utensils sawed at the body’s neck, arms, and legs. The smaller, more precise tools focused on cleaving the skin into strips. The sounds of metal shearing against bone were drowned out by Billie Joe Armstrong’s voice.

(Phantom technically didn’t have to watch the process, but it was a safety precaution. Magic was a semi-sentient thing that took some serious power to work with, and sometimes, even with someone as experienced as Phantom, it could get a wild idea and throw a wrench into his plans. Besides, macabre stuff never bothered him anyway.)

It took about ten minutes or so, but the client’s body was skinned. The many strips of said skin floated across the room to pack themselves into another spare jar on the blue-stained shelves, which then escorted itself to the lower purple-stained shelves. 

Phantom watched, wondering if Anti-Matter would take that too; if not for more scientific purposes, so long as it was tanned, it could be used to make a jacket, or boots, or watch straps, almost anything really.

The arms, legs, and head had all been neatly severed from the torso. Not too shabby for a bunch of animated knives. Phantom hummed in approval, to which the knives returned to their tower and stopped glowing.

Phantom went to the purple-stained shelves, gathering up a few certain bottles, jars and jugs containing a few certain chemicals. He brought them over to his desk and, after making sure the aquariums had sufficiently cooled, murmured yet another incantation. The body parts came at his call, silently depositing themselves into their display cases. Phantom then took a moment to fill each aquarium with a mixture of trypsin and glycerin, somehow having a fair amount of said chemicals leftover afterwards.

Finally, it was time for the part that was actually interesting.

As soon as the liquid touched the body parts, the tissues and muscles began to flicker from the inside out. The natural pinks and reds of raw flesh slowly but surely dulled, fading to gray, then white, then. . .well, nothing really. They now blended in with the glass; you wouldn’t have to squint in order to see them, but they really did look like works of laser-engraved art.

Not for long, though. Phantom looked over his bottles of dyes and ran through a mental list of appealing color combinations.

For as scientifically complex of a process as diaphonization was, the steps were surprisingly simple. No, the lion’s share of the work was how long the procedure usually took. Something as small as a mouse could take at least three months to fully clear and stain.

However, that was how humans went about diaphonization.

Phantom was many things, but a human was not among them. So, of course, he had a few tricks up his sleeves in order to speed up the process.

He eventually upended two bottles over the triangle-shaped aquarium. The dyes (green and purple) plopped against the surface of the chemical bath, leaving misty trails and resembling clouds as they sank deeper. 

Phantom lightly tapped on the glass. The dye droplets halted in place, then almost seemed to be swimming as they collided with the client’s torso. The colors spread quickly; it only took a couple moments before the client’s ribs, spine and shoulder blades were tinted violet. The client’s heart, lungs, liver, stomach and intestines turned such a shade of green that they almost appeared to be glowing.

Phantom repeated the process, using blue and pink for the client’s arms and legs. The head was a bit trickier to finalize, but he managed to make a color that resembled a sunset via combining red, orange, yellow, and magenta.

Once the staining procedure was finished, Phantom sealed up the aquariums and took a step back to review his handiwork. Despite the fact that he couldn’t fully understand some parts of human psychology, Phantom was still aware of how disturbing it was to view these specimens as pretty.

And at the same time, there was no denying just how pretty they were.

Phantom had seen hundreds of diaphonization projects for sale online (then again, those projects were things like fish and frogs and snakes and rats. Not humans who had signed a contract without reading the fine print), so it was obvious that plenty of humans saw the appeal, too. 

Phantom checked his phone. The clock on his lockscreen read 10:30 pm. It was well past the theater’s closing time, but he knew some places nearby would still be open.

With that in mind, he turned away from the specimens, turned off his record player, collected his cane and left the den entirely. He’d have to get up pretty early tomorrow morning in order for Anti-Matter’s pickup to go unseen, but that was a problem for his future self. Right now, he had some well-earned free time on his hands. 

And what better way to use that free time than to look for his next client. . ?

@that-bat  @sammys-magical-au  @ineedallofthehugs  @captainrose35  @yancy1nancy  @dreamsofgods @sw33tst4rs  @echoing-night @butterboyfly @dungeon-dragons-dragons  @pumpking1sheepy  @whumpitywhumpwhump

#my writing #goretober 2022 #nathan sharp #natewantstobattle #phantom nwtb #antimatter matpat #tw dismemberment #tw gore #tw bones #tw organs #tw knives/blades #tw death #tw implied illegal business

[world-of-ezraprisc]

Doodling my Cyberpunk 2077 take of the @themanyfacesofmatthew MatPat fan Ego, AntiMatter on my Samsung Tablet.

#matpat #game theory #fan egos #matthew patrick #antimatter

[nightwillow18]

NWTB Egos as Sims +Madpat

A couple months ago I made Sims of various Youtuber Egos and their creators. These were actually my first of the bunch but posted last as they aren’t as popular as the other two groups. 

Phantom (He/Him) Spellcaster. Traits: Self-Absorbed, Outgoing, Materialistic

Natemare (He/Him) Spellcaster. Traits: Family Oriented, Music Lover, Gloomy

Sharper (He/Him) Human. Traits: Cat Lover, Genius, Geek

Madpat (He/Him) Human. Traits: Erratic, Genius, Perfectionist

Natewantstobattle (He/Him) Human. Traits: Geek, Creative, Active

Matpat (He/Him) Human. Traits: Good, Genius, Geek

Phantom, Mare, Sharper, and Mad all live in an apartment above Phantom’s bar. I even added a mod so the bar is a functional business. Matt and Nate live in a separate household with the other Youtubers. Nate and Mare originally didn’t have stretched ears but I changed it after I added the Eco Lifestyle pack to my game. 

Matt’s face is literally like a couple changes away from one of the preset faces. Mad also has burns on his chest and arms. The purple eyeshadow under Mare’s eyes is meant to be his stripes since I couldn’t find cc for them. They are also the only ego household with a pet; they have a raccoon named Lab-Rat(adopted by Sharper, named by Mad jokingly). Idk why I gave them a raccoon, it just fit.

CC: Some of Phantom’s tattoos, Sharper’s bandages and LED, Mad’s burns, some of Nate’s tattoos(unshown), Nate, Sharper & Mare’s gages.

Main Inspo for Egos(especially Sharper and Mad) from @reverseblackholeofwords​ ego stories

Other Sims: Mark’s Egos: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/nightwillow18/687448033644986368?source=share Jack’s Egos: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/nightwillow18/687617724339388416?source=share

#natewantstobattle #natewantstobattle egos #nwtb egos #phantom nwtb #nwtb phantom #natemare #natemare nwtb #Sharper #nwtb sharper #matpat #madpat #antimatter #matpat egos #sims #sims 4 #sims 4 characters

[gamethecry]

Hey Antimatter, have you considered getting a beard and shaves your head off, looks good on you tho.

-EZR.

he grimaces , narrowing his eyes as if he'd eaten a rather SOUR lime . " i appreciate the sentiment , but GOD NO . matthew has already been there and done that , and if i felt the look was QUESTIONABLE on him , and we SHARE the same face . . . odds aren't looking good for me that i would enjoy it . "

#if this is ezra HI!!!!!!!!! #finally got back on today after a busy week and a half to like 70 notifs and i was so confused???? and then BOOM!!!!! you are following me #and enjoying matpat content with me YIPPEE!!! #anyway sorry for james (antimatter) he is a rather stank individual ): #questions;; #anonymous;; #▇ 🌟┊🎮 ❝ no one cares about your story ❞ 🎮┊🌟 ▇ (antimatter verse)

[b-is-in-the-closet]

Low key want to write for MatPat egos again

If anyone has any ideas or characters feel free to give them to me,

The “MatPat Cinematic Universe” characters/egos I know are:

Mack

Crewmate!Mack (I call him Wynn)

Dictator!Mack (I call him Richard)

Mad

DarkPat

WarfPat

Matty Patty

Jonathan Harker

Caliban (fan made ego by @wouldntyou-liketoknow )

BendyPat

The Hermit

The Detective

Patty (fan made ego by @wouldntyou-liketoknow )

Ness

And there’s also a few that I kind of know of, but that’s about it

AntiMatter

Dr Matt

Actor Mat

Dominic (Damien?? But MatPat? I think?)

Professor Patrick

Matthais Patthias

Also, for Mack: I have like a bajillion AUs and variants. I can talk about them if people want!

#matpat egos #matpat #iswm mack #waiterpat/ness #ness the waiter #madpat #fnaf the musical #bendy and the ink machine the musical #BATIM the musical #fan made egos #the detective #etn s3 #etn s3 MatPat #etn s4 MatPat #writers block #Matty Patty #DarkPat #WarfPat #the hermit

[themanyfacesofmatthew]

What are all of MatPat's Egos and where are they all from?

HIIII i'm still on indefinite hiatus because drawing is hard but i can answer this regardless!!

note that everything i say isn't exactly fact, just what i've pulled from the fandom :-) matpat's egos are different from someone like mark's because matt doesn't acknowledge or talk about them, so all we really have for "canon" is what the fandom majorly agrees on.

madpat- this ego originated in random encounters' FNAF the musical where matpat played william afton, though the interpretation ws out of the character's canon so the fandom quickly latched onto the character as a matpat ego instead of william himself. some people also call this ego antimatter but most of us landed on madpat.

antimatter- this ego is not as agreed upon as others but is prominent enough to be noted. it started as an alternate name for madpat, but madpat was more accepted so "antimatter" got pushed to the side. it tends to be up to interpretation; my version of antimatter is completely non-canon and has never appeared in a video or anything of the like. this ego just sorta floats around the fandom and we grasp at it for some creative works

detective- the detective is matpat's role in season 3 of joey graceffa's escape the night. this ego occasionally has "controversy" because there's a subsection of people who think that escape the night's characters are just the youtubers, when in reality they ARE playing characters. his character and personality is a lot more fandom-made by those who are invested in the story aspect of escape the night, where the detective is written as a silly but cynical, stubborn, overworked man who may have some self esteem issues and a lot of pent-up anger.

mack- mack is matpat's role in markiplier's in space with markiplier series. he's a selfish and arrogant little spaceman with a bit of a god complex. i don't know the lore of iswm so i can't tell you a whole lot about him but he sure is neat :3

other egos may appear within the fandom but these are the more widely known and accepted egos! others may include the caveman, darkpat, and other ideas the fandom may latch onto!

[insane4fandoms]

You forgot a matpat ego, I think it goes by darkpat

Pls tell me I'm right on this.. ^^;

People call him Darkpat or AntiMatter, I believe.

Also Plot Twist: he wasn’t invited to the events to other egos been to lmao

I’ll add him, I just haven’t figured out any headcanons to him, should he be similar to Darkiplier? Two souls in one stolen body, or what? I’ll let you all decide.

Darkpat not being invited be like:

[michael-myers-favorite-simp]

Rules

What I will do:

Smut (I won’t be too well on this as I’m a minor)

Fluff

Angst

What I won’t do:

Incest

Pedophila (I’ll only mention it as I will write for Freddy Krueger)

Anything imoral with the exception of noncon and other things in that category

Characters I will write for:

SDRA2:

Emma magorobi

Hajime makunouchi

Yuki Meade

mikado sannoji (ai version I can’t do irl yet as I don’t know to much about him.)

Nikei yomiuri (I’ll try my best)

Iroha nijirue (only fluff and angst no smut)

Setsuka chiebukuro (no smut)

Hibiki and kanade otonokoji (no smut once again)

Sora (don’t know much abt her but I’ll try)

Shobai hashimoto (might be ooc)

Utsuro

[any character not listed here will not be written for and please do not request]

Creepypasta:

Eyeless jack

The puppeteer

Ticci Toby

Masky\tim

Hoodie\brian

Jeff the killer

Jane the killer

Jason the toy maker

Slenderman

Dr. smiley

Lui\sully

Bloody painter

Kagekao

Candypop

BEN (no smut)

Sally (NO ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIPS OR SMUT!)

[any character not listed here will not be written for and please do not request]

Youtubers/alter egos:

Crankgameplays

Blankgameplays

Mad mike

Markiplier

Darkiplier

Wilford warfstache (?)

Bingiplier

Googleiplier

Natewantstobattle

Natemare

Phantom

Jacksepticeye

Antisepticeye

Shneep (?)

Chase brody

Marvin the magnificent

Jackyboyman

Matpat

Madpat\antimatter

[any character not listed here will not be written for and please do not request]

Slashers:

Michael Myers

Freddy Krueger

Jason Voorhees

Bubba sawyer

Pinhead

Demogorgon (not a slasher I know)

Nemesis

Albert wesker

Pyramid head

Ghostface (billy loomis and stu matcher)

Billy lenz

Rainbow six siege

Lion

Kapkan

Doc

Rook

Fenrir ( I love this man sm)

Deimos

[any character not listed here will not be written for and please do not request]

Rules characters and fandoms will be added as I grow as a creator Also be aware I am really slow at writing

#request rules #rules #alteregos x reader #youtubers #x reader #slashers x reader #creepypasta x reader #sdra2 x reader #requests open #reqs open #rainbow six siege #rainbow six siege x reader

[madhare0512]

[Transmission begin]

picrews!

starting from the top left and going across, MadPat, AntiMatter, The Detective, Natemare, Phantom, and Blankgames in my style!

Phantom and MadPat have transparent backgrounds.

Reblog if you use and please give proper credit. Thank you!

[Transmission ended]

#youtube #youtube egos #youtuber egos #matpat #natewantstobattle #crankgameplays #madpat #antimatter #the detective #natemare #phantom #phantom nwtb #blankgameplays #egos #requests open!

[natepat]

as I said.

#I'm alive #i'm sorry #matpat #natemare #natewantstobattle #antimatter/madpat

[bingyboi1031]

#art #matpat #trashy art #markiplier egos #natewantstobattle #animals #antimatter #sanders sides #transgender #royality #marvin #marvin the magnificent #jacksepticegos #zombie

[wouldntyou-liketoknow]

Characters and Headcanons and References, Oh My!

Lately I’ve been toying with the idea of Mark and Matt portraying similar characters (technically, Matt started it with WarfPat and DarkPat, lol). There’s Engineer!Mark and Mack, obviously, but then there’s HeeHoo and The Hermit, Wilford and MadPat, Darkiplier and AntiMatter (in my opinion, at least).

I really want to get back to writing soon, but I’m still having trouble with my motivation. I still don’t want my creative energy to go to waste, so I’ve thought up a few MatPat-inspired characters to act as alternatives for some of Mark’s characters. I hope you enjoy!

(Update: one awesome @insane4fandoms has taken the time to draw each of these guys! The drawings question will be linked by their names. Please go show the artist some love!!!)

Caliban (Art Page)

The alternative to Murdock/Murderplier

He’s a cannibal, as well as one of Murdock’s many body-disposal resources.

I think it’d be cool for the two of them to work for some kind of mafia that specializes in assassinations. (Psst! I’ve decided to actually try this idea on for size, and, of course, Caliban is very much involved! You can find all this information about him here. To learn more about the developing mob he and Murdock work for, go here. Thanks, and I hope you enjoy what I’m working towards!)

He’s involved in some areas of Black Market. He sells the bones and blood of his meals, as well as organs that aren’t fit for consumption (eyeballs and intestines, for example. Way too many acidic chemicals and bacteria to deal with).

Cannibal puns 24/7. He’s more subtle about it than The Hermit, but still. (“I’ve been told I have great taste in people. . .” “If anyone’s a humanitarian, it’s me!” “I am what I eat, after all.” “I’d love to have you for dinner~” etc.)

He has an ENORMOUS collection of butcher knives and medical blades. His favorite of them all is a damascus steel cleaver.

There’s a silver tooth cap in the place of his left upper canine. He lost said canine when one of his victims surprised him by grabbing his tenderizing hammer and hitting him in the mouth with it as they tried to escape. (This also left a small scar on his upper lip.) He recovered, but let’s just say he made that victim’s death extra painful. . .

He has a pet hare named Snare (reference to Matt’s childhood bunny, Sunny). Since hares are more intelligent than you’d think, Snare has been taught several tricks; mainly, how to follow certain targets, bite them, and then let Caliban swab his little teeth for blood in order to track said targets via DNA database. Don’t ask. . .

Caliban spoils Snare by feeding him the fingers of his victims as treats (reference to Monty Python’s Killer Rabbit).

He’s adjusted to having Murdock as a meal ticket, but he still has plenty of experience killing on his own.

Sometimes he’ll join in on the sadistic games Murdock likes to play with his victims. Murdock usually isn’t too thrilled with having to share the spotlight, but he also can’t deny how Caliban makes the taunting and threatening even more fun. 

Their relationship is both casual and professional. Some sarcastic jabs here, an exchange of morbid jokes there. But make no mistake, when Murdock and Caliban are working together, they are a terrifying force to be reckoned with.

Ozzie (Art Page)

The alternative to Yancy

He’s been convicted of tax evasion as well as several instances of kidnapping game developers and holding them for ransom. (His reasons for doing so? No one is quite sure. He gives a different explanation every time someone asks him. He swears these explanations are all connected, but that’s up for debate.)

Unlike Yancy’s case, Ozzie’s parents were abusive towards him, but he didn’t kill them. Instead, he ran away from home at an early age; sooner or later, he started engaging in theft in order to survive.

He was sent to Happy Trails Penitentiary because he managed to escape literally every other prison the authorities tried to keep him at.

He definitely has a plan to escape Happy Trails at some point in time, but it’s somewhat nicer than other prisons. Plus he’s met some interesting people there, so he’ll stick around for a little while.

He speaks with some kind of New Yorker accent. It’s just as over-exaggerated as Yancy’s Jersey accent, if not more so.

Sometimes Yancy will ask Ozzie for help with his musical projects. Whether Yancy is stumped on rhyme-schemes, indecisive about which lyrics to use, or just wants feedback on a new song, Ozzie is always happy to give advice. He loves theater.

Patty/DancePat (Art Page)

The alternative to Porniplier

His stage name is Pat A. Cake. He’s gotten used to being called “Patty” for short (I like to think Porniplier’s pseudonym is Delux, due to all the costumes he uses).

He works at the same club as Delux. I’m going to call this club Areola 51 because I can.

He supports himself through exotic dance. He mainly does pole dancing (ahem), but he’s no stranger to cage dancing or chair dancing.

He also does some stripping since it pays so well, but that’s his limit. He genuinely enjoys dancing, but he’s a bit shyer about the more sexual stuff.

He’s almost always wearing heels, and he takes great pride in being able to perform in them (whereas Delux can barely even walk with heels on).

His go-to outfit for performing is a white corset with black lace-up leggings, a purple velvet choker, and a pair of wedge-heeled boots. (Yes, this is based off of that cutout image Matt uses in his videos, and no, you can’t do anything about it.)

He and Delux definitely have a rivalry, but it’s a friendly one.

They tease one another pretty often, but they’ve both been there for each other in more serious times. For instance, when Delux’s latest client was less than polite, or when Patty’s audience was too handsy for his liking.

Penn (Art Page)

The alternative to Illinois

His full name is, you guessed it, Pennsylvania James (I like to think that Illinois’ surname is Jenkins). He finds that his nickname is much easier to go by. (And, quite frankly, he’s gotten sick of people asking if he has a sibling named Transylvania. Illinois was one of those people.)

Where Illinois is a treasure-hunter, Penn is more of a paleontologist.

He’s helped to discover at least three new species of dinosaur.  

Illinois spent his first few archaeological digs working with Penn. Illinois may love exploring ancient temples and the like, but that’s only for the fun of it. He believes that cultural artifacts should just be discovered and then left alone. He and Penn agree that collecting fossils for museums is much less immoral.

He has definitely yanked Illinois out of a boulder’s path once or twice.

He doesn’t understand why Illinois insists on carrying a whip with him.

He’s a bit more subtle in his flirting than Illinois is. But only a bit.

LeviathanPat (Art Page)

The alternative to EldritchPlier

Just like his counterpart, he’s a cosmic horror. He feeds off of human souls, but human thoughts and extreme human emotions can also satisfy him for a time.

He’s bound by the same supernatural rules as EldritchPlier–the primary one being that he can’t enter a place without explicitly being welcomed in.

Where EldritchPlier typically goes for doors, LeviathanPat will lurk outside of windows. He does this because it gives him an opportunity to watch his victims. That way, he can more easily gauge their reactions and plan his next move more carefully.

When he talks to his targets, he’ll try to make them sympathize with him rather than just flat-out bribe them. He’ll usually try his luck when the weather is bad in order to sell the act. (“þlêå§ê lê† mê ¢ðmê ïñ§ïÐê! ̆’§ §ð ¢-¢ðlР𵆠hêrê; Ì ¢åñ’† £êêl m¥ håñЧ åñ¥mðrê!”)

That being said, if his target shows hesitation or gets onto him quickly, he’ll definitely lose patience and go on the defensive. He’ll try to make them feel guilty for refusing to help someone who’s supposedly sick and/or injured.

He chooses his targets in advance, then waits for an opportunity to get them alone near the window. Then he’ll tap on the glass to get their attention. He typically only hunts at night, since darkness makes humans more susceptible to fear/paranoia/disturbance.  

He’s able to shapeshift, but he doesn’t like looking completely human. When talking to his targets, he’ll appear as a vague, semi-fluid silhouette with only his glowing eyes truly visible.

If his target gets on his nerves, his shape will begin changing more sporadically as he grows more and more frustrated. His eyes will also shift in the way of turning bloodshot, changing colors, maybe even bulging or melting in their sockets.

Since it’s kind of impossible for a room to be built without a door and at least one window, EldritchPlier and LeviathanPat often end up going for the same target. When that happens, they’ll argue over said target for an ungodly amount of time.

Anyone else have ideas for more characters like this? I’d love to brainstorm!

#new egos #ocs #kind of? #matpat #matthew patrick #the game theorists #markiplier #mark fischbach #in space with markiplier #iswm part 1 #iswm part 2 #iswm engineer mark #iswm mack #in space with mack #iswm murdock #iswm murderplier #iswm porniplier #a heist with markiplier #ahwm the hermit #ahwm illinois #ahwm yancy #wilford warfstache #darkiplier #madpat #heehoo #antimatter #eldritchplier #caliban #caliban the cannibal #ozzie

[xt1me]

Part 4 of my messing with moodboards; YouTubers as animals.

While did think of maybe going with a monkey for MatPat I decided in the end to do what I did with Mark & just use his pet. (I limited myself with only doing this with 2 youtubers since they all have either a dog or a cat & I wanted them to all be different). Yes that’s Skip (CatPat).

Mad’s a racoon solely because of the little hands. (I did think of a bear because of FnaF but I kind of wanted all the animals to be roughly the same size so that was out. Same with my other idea of lab rat).

Where I got the images are behind the cut in case anyone wants the unedited pics (though I don’t know if these are proper sources for all of them bar the ones I screen-shot from the vids) 

MatPat, Chess, Cat, Math, Game theory, Conspiracy board, Racoon, Bulb, MadPat (AntiMatter)

Rest of the ones I made: Jacksepticeye Markiplier Crankgameplays Game Theory (this one) Natewantstobattle

#game theory #madpat #moodboard #youtuber #animals #matpat #chess #skip #catpat #math #blackboard #conspiracy board #racoon #lightbulb #antimatter

[nightwillow18]

Anybody order some creepy MatPat?

Was talking to a friend about the new Among Us theory and they brought up the 1st Duck Season video so I got some screenshots from both.

Among Us theory outro gave big Madpat vibes.

#matpat #game theory #matthew patrick #the game theorists #game theorists #madpat #antimatter

[newtwantstofight]

Mad Pat this, Mad Pat that. Where's the love for AntiMatter. :(

#matpat #antimatter #my posts

[themanyfacesofmatthew]

How's your experiment on Natemare going? What are you testing?

He’s testing out how various concocted substances act when injected into a “person”. Although... it’s a bit unclear what said substances are.

{Not entirely sure how I feel about my style for Natemare... what do you think?}

#matpat #natemare #antimatter #natepat #natewantstobattle #nate sharp #nathan sharp #game theory #film theory #art #gtlive