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This version of the transcript was handwritten and edited by myself over a week after being tasked by Markiplier's deaf community. It took twelve hours and many cups of coffee. This is not the transcript from Fandom Wiki. It is from-scratch.
This is NOT the official transcript, either. Please do not get that confused. I spent many hours slowing down audio to interpret tones due to the involvement of requested tone tags. It's eons better than what we had previously, but it will never be truly correct due to the nature of it being unofficial, even though I tried my absolute best. This is meant as a free writer's resource and does not accrue any revenue.
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Tone tags for nearly all lines.
Italic stressors for easier tone interpretation.
Sound effects, music indication and descriptions, and basic contextual movement beats.
Indication of slurring, stuttering, muttering, etc. that was not previously included on the YouTube closed captioning (I literally counted every single stutter for accuracy.)
Extra dialogue from whispering voices that were audio enhanced and then interpreted (best I possibly could.)
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More socky and their “secret third thing” of a relationship.
Would you hate me if I said I love them together sm? Idk how to explain it. But the idea of Simon being able to, for once, just be non-serious and have fun with someone. Freely be a dork without feeling judged. Ugh it warms my heart. It also helps him build the courage to properly meet Grace. (Since this is technically related to my last post) Also if you’re wondering how he’s able to hold Rocky, not only do I imagine he has a strength buff because of his mutations, but his xenonite arm does a lot of the heavy lifting. And as you could tell, once he’s on Erid he gets surgery to remove his teeth ingrowns.
My favorite idea for them is that they love to watch a bunch of movies together, which results in them randomly singing/dancing. Simon also gets a kick out of yapping abt anything he’s watched alone. I’m lowkey torn between if he would be okay with irl acted films or would still need a lot of time. He definitely couldn’t watch them immediately, but I love to picture he starts becoming one of those “he just like me” people after every film. (Aka all of us -yes- US) I think them being on a screen and being actors makes it easy for him to disconnect from his fear. And if he gets too stressed out he can just turn it off. If you were wondering, he definitely has a preference for feel-good movies. He absolutely despises horror films and needs like a full week recovery if he watches something sad.
Also as to why he’s specifically watching an action movie in the doodle is perhaps because I had a silly coltland twins idea in mind
The Light as an enemy in Iron Lung is just. So good. It illuminates and it blinds. The Light consumes and in doing so Light is consumed. The flame that eats other flames until it's all that's left. That's some good shit man.
simon whos desperate for anyone to talk to but feels awkward helping other people vs grace who loves lending an ear to other people but would sooner tape a nail to the wall and kick it than talk abt his feelings to another human being
Iron Lung is great bc it asks the question what if the sacrificial lamb was evil. What if the lamb thought itself evil. What if everyone else thought the lamb evil. What if the lamb wasn't evil what if the lamb is just a lamb, bleeting desperately to escape its undue sacrifice. What if the lamb knew it was a sacrifice from the start. What if the lamb just wanted to live. What if the lamb wanted to live so fucking bad. What if the lamb wanted the flock to live more. What if the lamb accepts its own sacrifice, leans into the glinting knife, in the hopes that the flock survives.
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kinda obsessed with simon "somewhat able to emotionally regulate in stressful situations when he's not under extreme duress" theconvict and ryland "throws a big baby tantrum when his thesis is proven wrong" grace actually
colt "you need carbs!!!! your brain runs on carbs!!!!!!!" seavers vs ryland "its been a long time since ive taken a pill from a stranger without knowing what it was" grace
Mark just said he was gonna do a whole Iron Lung stream like he always does for his projects covering and explaining iron lung.. OH MY GODD OHHHHHHMYGOD OMG OMG OMG???👀
@ctrl-shift-alt-9 i’m tagging you specifically because i feel like you should know this first👀
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Got told off for not keeping the Sabbath day holy, so I just HAD to post gay sacrilegious fanfiction today. Ninth chapter of my fic Leftover Light is up!
Some religious deconstruction from Simon below :)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
He was too selfish, too scared to try. Simon knew what he deserved. He’d always known. Since Filament Station blew up, and Simon raised his bloody hands in surrender, he knew. He deserved less than that prison, the violence he was rewarded with. The prisoners had family in Filament Station, and the COI needed a punching bag. If Simon wasn’t the Butcher, if the COI cared a bit less about rules, Simon would have died there, and he would have deserved it. But despite all odds, despite the hell that Simon brought with him, he was alive.
The Light chose him, changed him into this unrecognizable thing, used him, and then discarded him. There was a hole in his chest where his faith once lived, slowly leaking out of him through the years. Now it was a gaping, aching chasm, carved out by a sharp claw. Even if he believed God existed, any remaining shreds of his faith in it had been torn out by the maw of the blood eel and chewed into spite. Malice. He was told for so long to trust in God, to devote his life to God’s teachings, and to reshape himself into something worthy of it. Even with doubt festering under his skin, Simon had done the work. He did as he was told and was devoted to the cause, thinking that if not his belief, then maybe his loyalty, his suffering, would be rewarded one day.
Instead of reward, retribution, or peace, Simon had been reshaped into some sort of monster. A chimeric amalgamation of haphazard and unfinished parts. Simon didn’t believe in the way that others did, but any semblance of trust, any hope he had in the otherworldly, had been violently torn from his soul the second his arm melded with the sub, bones snapping, tissue stretching, muscles screaming as they were wretched apart. God was in the sky, an eye casting its judgment down on him. God did not love him and did not care and would watch as he was dragged down into the belly of the beast.
An ignorant god. A sad, reverent voice whispered.
It brought him here, and it did not care if he lived or died. Sure, it got him out of his universe, and, in a way, it did save him, but without Ryland, Simon would have just become part of the blood ocean, suffocated in his iron prison, agroglobin blistering into his flesh, tearing him apart piece by piece. God did not save him.
Dr. Ryland Grace did.
And that strange man wanted Simon to live. Where he was expendable to God, he was needed by Ryland, and wasn’t that something? Simon could do nothing but hold those words in a clenched fist close to his chest and study the one person who gave a damn about him, for a reason Simon couldn’t quite wrap his head around. A bleeding heart? Attraction? Selfishness? Ryland said it was selfish, but Simon thought it might be more… fear. Fear of being alone.
Simon felt himself watching Ryland, studying him still, his weary blue eyes, the bruises on his neck, the downward slope of his shoulders. He wasn’t searching for any active threats anymore, signs of deceit. Simon still felt he had to keep an eye on him, but not for fear of his own safety. It was more that Ryland was unpredictable. Reckless. Prone to disaster. He tripped constantly, so clumsy that Simon recalled Ryland telling him other children had called him ‘Not-so’ for his lack of grace despite his second name.
Ryland wasn’t a threat anymore. Simon wasn’t stupid enough to make an enemy out of an ally if he could help it. They were the only two humans for 11.5 light years, apparently. They had to stick together. Comradery was something Simon had missed since he left Eden. He was a bit rusty on his skills at it, but Simon had always liked that aspect of Eden. His brothers. Their shared community and trust. The bond Simon had thought had been forged through thick and thin. Simon was well aware that allies could become enemies, but even Ryland’s ‘forcing’ was a far cry from an act of betrayal. It wasn’t like he had welded him inside a death trap and sent him on a suicide mission. Ryland was… a hero and Simon had just been in the way of that.
I had a dream that after a long extended life on Erid, Grace was fuckin… idk reincarnated as the Light in Iron Lung. Grace as an actual angel in Iron Lung anyone?
And he doesn’t really remember who he was but he has like vague memories. Like he knows that was his life on earth and as a teacher and with Rocky but he’s above mortality or something. Like he’s actually made peace with everything, doesn’t feel the incessant need to survive and go back to the way things were. I would say he’s elevated to godhood or something. and now he’s just chilling. I think the Red Eye God probably brought him there and he ‘lives’ in the Red Void and pops around AT-5. He’s the ‘doorway’ so actually he can travel between dimensions (I headcanon the Light as a doorway to the Red Void which is why Simon goes there when he bumps into the Light)
He sees Simon suffering in the Iron Lung and tries to help him (teleports him away from the blood eel) and takes him to the Red Void, talks to him. He doesn’t really understand what’s going on but he still has that drive to help people. Simon thinks he’s angel but because Grace actually looks like one- looks just like the picture, all glowing but maybe blue eyes or eyes in general lol. Instead of getting dragged down to the Eel, Grace cuts the cords on his wrist and lifts him up.
I don’t think Simon gets saved but rather changed. Maybe Grace advocates for him to the Red Eye god.
Haven’t decided how I really want it to go but in my dream Simon becomes the blood tree and then lives in the Red Void with Grace as another entity.
