Welcome to Markiplier

Markiplier is a clever individual who will make you laugh, cry, yell and basically any emotion you can think of. He is also very fashionable. You want flannels? Mark has ‘em! Red, you say?

What, you don’t like red? There’s always Blue!

More flannels!

What’s that, you don’t like flannels on a man? Fear not, there are hoodies! (although very rare)

If you’re more of the classic type, he also comes in plain shirts for your and others’ entertainment!

If you’re the more adventurous type, there are always tutus:

Finally there’s the twerking kit, but I think that’s out of business.

He basically wears everything and anything

Blue Flannel. Red Flannel. Green Flannel. Grey Flannel. My grandmother used to tell me stories about the old days, a time of peace when Markiplier kept balance between the Blue Tribe, Grey Kingdom, Red Nation, and Green Nomads. But that all changed when the Red Nation attacked. Only Markiplier mastered all four flannels. Only he could stop the ruthless flannelbenders. But when the world needed him most, he vanished. A hundred years have passed and the Red Nation is nearing victory in the War. Two years ago, my father and the men of my tribe journeyed to the Grey Kingdom to help fight against the Red Nation, leaving me and my brother to look after our tribe. Some people believe that Markiplier was never reborn into the Green Nomads, and that the cycle is broken. But I haven’t lost hope. I still believe that somehow, Markiplier will return to save the world.