#egocation au

[monochromemedic]

You’re welcome

what a fashion disaster  ... he’s gorgeous and.... THIICC

[skidspace]

I was gonna sketch some of the Egocation AU thing tonight but I ended up watching a bunch of anime. If I don’t do some of it tomorrow please come into my inbox and threaten me with odd obscenities

[monochromemedic]

is that the teacher/school  the egocation au that’s what it was called i remember that I kinda made it and skidspace helped but it never really took off. because i am horrible at keeping up with stuff.  But I remember William who was a Gym teacher and his ‘brother’ Wilford that was like a freaking... theatre teacher and Damien was like the Principal? God that was so long ago!

Here’s some doodles I never posted 😳😳😳 also some of these are from an AU that like skidspace made from what I remember IM TO SCARED TO BRING IT UP OR TAG THEM SOOOO FHBHHHG FORGIVE ME 😔

Also dark wan icecrem

[monochromemedic]

Mr. Warfstache

When I came to this college it was highly recommended. Everyone who went here said it was fun and interesting all be it a bit... strange. Rumor said that if you could survive the teachers weirdness you’d go through life with flying colors, if not... then you’d be scarred over what you encountered. I decided to apply to the college and easily got in, as most people were terrified to try the college.

It was obvious to see what was going on my first semester there. The teachers were all strange in their own way, none of them a ‘normal’ teacher. One of them was a man that I would have sworn was a computer, he could easily calculate the answer to any math problem in just a few seconds. Some people swore that his veins were just wires in disguise.  Another one was a business man who always wore old western outfit, complete with cowboy boots but he had the best jewelry in the world. He would constantly complain about the amount of kids he had. Last time someone counted they were easily in the 20′s. While all my starting classes were strange, there was one I was dreading. My PE class. School basically forced us to take some sort of exercise and almost all of it was maned by a man known as ‘The Colonel’ although his real name was Mr. Warfstache.  People who took the class said he was a strange looking man, even by the other teachers standards. Big round pink lenses glasses, a cap always on his head with the schools logo.  And the bushiest black mustache anyone had ever seen. If it wasn’t for the dumb shorts he always wore and the fact the man was ripped they could have sworn he time traveled. That coupled with the fact that I sucked at PE as a kid and was... well fat didn’t help. I always had trouble sweating, I could never exercise for long before I was overheating and struggling to catch my breath. I felt as soon as ‘The Colonel’ saw me his army instincts would kick into over drive and he’d pull out one of those old timey army whips and beat the shit out of me. So when I walked into the field in my exercise clothes along with the other students and saw him standing there, clipboard in hand I began to shake.  God the others were right, he looked like a weird safari man... It didn’t help when I noticed the amount of light scars on his legs, which looked like hunks of ham with how big they were. So many scars, small ones, huge ones. I could only imagine the amount of battles he went through. It didn’t help with how young he looked. “Good evening everyone~” Mr. Warfstache called out his voice strange. It took everyone off guard. Was it an accent? Some speech impediment? We all looked at each other in confusion as if expecting one of the others to say what the hell was going on. “My name is Mr. Warfstache... You could also call me the Colonel or if we get really friendly after a few days... William.” He flashed a smile, looking over the crowd of kids he’d be working with. “I’ll be going over names, and then we’ll warm up. Then we’ll run the mile.” Everyone let out a soft groan “Yes, Yes I know. A mile run on the first day, not the first thing everyone wants to start out with~” He drew out the last syllable as he fixed his mustache, looking down at the board. “But it’s a good start to see where we all stand as a class fitness wise and then at the final day we’ll do it again and see how you’ll improve. Seeing how fit you can get in such a short amount of time really increases your confident, trust me.” And with that he went over the list of people in the class. With each name someone would give a sign of affirmation.  I dreaded with how he said my name. “Jenna er...” He paused, tapping his finger against the paper as he tried to think about how to try to pronounce my last name I didn’t even give him a chance to try as I told him. He nodded his head, closing his eyes and muttering it to himself as if trying to remember it somehow. He lifted his head, eyes scanning over me before giving a small smile. Was it a smile?  It seemed so forced. I looked away from him, a shameful flush coming across my face.  He probably thought I was gonna be his biggest hurdle this semester. After he said all of the names we began to stretch as a group, nothing special but I could tell everyone had eyes on Mr.W.  Stretching his huge calves with lunges, lifting his arms in the air, a bit of his stomach revealed. More scars, every time he moved  there were more scars. It was obvious everyone was trying to figure out where they all came from, how that many scars could be on one man, and how many more they could find. It was alarming to say the least. “Alright~” He called out after a few stretches. “Four times around the track is a mile, get to it! I’m keeping track.... NOW.” He quickly pulled out a stop watch from his pocket and grabbed the whistle from around his neck, blowing it in all of our ears. Everyone took off at a breakneck speed while I started out slow. My messy mop of hair began to bounce in my face, blocking my view. Damn it, I knew I should have gotten a haircut during break. As I ‘ran’ Mr. Warfstache sped pass me seemingly wanting to catch up with the large group of runners ahead of me. As he passed though I noticed he gave me a little wave before speeding ahead. I shook my head and tried to concentrate on breathing. In through the mouth, out through the nose. I could feel my skin beginning to heat up as my legs began to ache and sting with each step. ‘Come one you’ve only been running for a little while’ I thought to myself trying to push myself further, not wanting to be ‘that guy’ in PE. I managed to make it a little further before my bangs flew in front of my face, blocking my view. I quickly began to wipe the hair away before realizing at the last moment that I was speeding straight for a pole. The sound of my skull hitting the metal echoed through the filed as I quickly fell to the ground, my entire world going blurry. I couldn’t hear anything except for the ringing in my ears and the sound of blood pounding in my head. I didn’t feel anything, but as soon as everything began to come back to reality I began to notice the wet sticky feeling running down my face. I learned from other students what happened while I was down.  A person rounding the corner saw me smash against the pole and stopped calling attention to the teacher.  As soon as he took notice, they said he took off at full speed towards me, hurdling over gym equipment left in the interior of the track to slide down beside me. The world was still whirling around me was I saw his face hunched close to mine. He looked worried and he was obviously saying something, but it was muffled to me. “... h....hey! Come on old girl...can’t do this to me first day.” I heard him say. I only muttered what I thought was a ‘sorry’ but probably sounded like me trying not to gargle my own blood that was currently leaking down my face. He began to  hold up fingers in front of my face. They were so blurry but i could see 2 fingers. “2...” I muttered out to him. This was seemingly right as he let out a small breath of relief. Then he did something I don’t think anyone expected. He slipped his hands under my body and picked my up, holding me close to his body, my head laying on his shoulder. “Come on, we gotta get you to a nurse. No concussion but still you bashed your noggin pretty good.” He said softly to me before turning to the crowd of people, all worried and slightly amazed at the feat of strength he was displaying. “Uh... keep going. I’ll be back as soon as I get her to the nurse.” With that he began to carry me off back to the building, facing towards the field as people began to talk, a few beginning to run again. The whole thing seemed like a blur. I probably wasn’t all there as all i could remember was him carrying me, muttering something, and the floor changing from grass, to the floors of the school. And then I was out like a light. I woke up with a splitting headache, laid against a couch in an office I didn’t recognize. It seemed... sporty? Medals after medals were placed on the wall, not all of them athletic ones. Pictures of a baby faced man in army clothing smiling towards the camera, with other men in uniform. Mr Warfstache’s office. I wanted to move but my body was still recovering, every inch of me hurting. It wasn’t long after before Mr. Warfstache walked in, a sigh coming from him. He was in a different shirt. I must of bled on the white one. “Jenna, Jenna, Jenna. Hell of a first impression my girl!” He walked over and kneeled beside my laying body. His face was close to mine but his eyes were focused above me. “Don’t mean to intrude... just checking on the cut. Seems good... good. That Schneep fellow deserves a pay raise.��� He gave a little chuckle before sitting on the floor, look at me. “Now... I know you’re probably not in the mood for talking, but tell me what on Earth happened? Why did you decide to give me a scare on our first day back?” “I...I’m sorry. m...my hair. Got in front of my face and I just... ran into the pole. I didn’t want to...” I trailed off causing Mr. Warfstache to raise a brow “Didn’t what?” “D...didn’t want to fall behind. I know i’m not... good at running... or anything. I didn’t want to be that kid in class.” Mr. Warfstache looked me over before bellowing with laughter, a hand covering his mouth. “Sorry i’m not laughing at you just your thought process... Jenna my dear it doesn’t matter if your the last one in the group, i’ll just be happy if you try. And besides I don’t think anyone will think that of you now. I think they’ll think of you of the girl that bashed her face open first day of physical education!” His smile faded however as he took on a more serious tone. “I am glad you are ok though. You really did scare me. That’s not a very nice trick to play on an ex army man...” My heart sank as I tried to speak up to apologize but he put a finger up in protest. “That just makes me want to protect you now. You’re a hazard, who knows what you’ll do next. I got my eye on you Miss Jenna. Got to give you some protection. Any worries you have about this class or... anything about ‘being that kid in class’ please come to me... I hope you stay with me and don’t drop this class. I think you just made this class period just as mad as I want it to be!”

[monochromemedic]

@apples-n-machetes your right im sorry he’s the weird psych teacher that uses his knowledge to his benefits  does alot of experiments on his class without their knowledge does alot of experiments outside of class for extra credit

[monochromemedic]

Me at Egocation Au: idk it’s an idea but idk if i’ll make stuff for it Me now: GYM WILL GYM WILL GYM WILL GYM WILL THICC BUFF  GYM WILL IS MY LIFE

[monochromemedic]

@emo-salt Yeah that could be I kinda like the idea of their all quadruplets but they all act the same AND IT FREAKS EVERYONE OUT they can only tell them apart cause of the color schemes they wear everyone thinks their robots

[monochromemedic]

i wanna do more egocation au stuff it’s... fun please talk to me about my own au i might make another little story  maybe about a math teacher ego im thinking either a Google or Dark is a math teacher?

[monochromemedic]

@skidspace Been thinking about PE William all day im  super in love

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alright i gotta go to my math class see you around... 2? maybe i’ll doodle little teacher egos oh and i forget to mention The egos would wear normal clothes.  You wouldn’t see Host with bandages over his eyes  No Jackieboy or silver in costume. Normal ass clothes. what you consider ‘normal’ is up to you

[skidspace]

@monochromemedic what do you think?

About you school au Where would Y/n fit in?I like to think their a student who has to deal with all the chaos.

I think I saw someone mention y/n as the Vice Principal, and I feel like that would fit really well with story telling.

If we make Y/N the new Vice Principal that would give us a good opportunity to go around and meet all of these colorful characters around the school for the first time. Get to know who is who and what not.

Look at me, I’m already pitching video concepts to for this thing. I’ll have a shot list together by the end of the day. @markiplier please hire me

[monochromemedic]

I was kinda curious as to what happened to the Egocation AU (was that what it was called?) I really really like the idea of Coach William and, if I’m being honest, he kinda gave me some motivation in PE to d better!

oh yeah that was a thing.I did think of that, I knew when it happened that i’d never last but maybe i can try to pick that up I mean... is feral King au? I talk about that alot. Sure i could try to think of some more about Egocation Au stuff

[monochromemedic]

I was just thinking about this randomly but Egocation AU with Coach William: he’d probably be that guy™️ who still goes on jogs in the winter. Like your driving to get your coffee and you just see this buff mustachioed dude in glasses jogging down the sidewalk

haha we havent’ talked about that in a whilebut yeah probably luckily he’s all warm and sweaty so he isn’t freezing cold.also there was a dude with shorts on on my way to class today wtf

[monochromemedic]

@musical-jim that is such a better name  it’s called the Egocation Au now

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haha no not this time I literally have trouble sweating and easily overheat it is a problem i could probably die of dehydration or heat stroke if given the chance probably the reason im fat cause working out causes me to heave for a long time cause i CAN’T SWEAT ...but yeah that’d be  nice too

Sick day doodles (really they are from last night but I was sick then and I’m sick now so…)

@markiplier being Goopy @dontworryaboutanything being gorgeous And Damien and William in the Teachers AU that @monochromemedic had spearheaded over on her blog

[monochromemedic]

I don’t know if i’ll do anything with the Egocation AU  probably nothing knowing who i am but you guys can have it