#egotober ink

[ello-its-slimegoat]

DAY 17: INK

Yeah it’s Marvin time. Sorry Shawn, you’re saved for tomorrow

[mbgcreates]

Egotober Day 30: Purple

I ALMOST PASSED UP THE PERFECT OPPORTUNITY AGAIN

The final one to complete the trio!

Celine || Damien

[billie-the-sleepyhead]

Egotober day 17: ink(y)

“So what if I painted one of the bendy dolls with a crooked smile? Sure ain’t no reason for Mr Drew to go flying of the handles at me!”

This one TECHNICALLY feels like cheating since I don’t consider Shawn Flynn to be an ego but I know some do. I also hadn’t done Bendy art in a while so that was nice.

[manebioniclegali]

Egotober Day 13: Mirror

:) Happy 6th Who Killed Markiplier anniversaryyy (pretends this didn't completely floor me when it happened)

Full version with border below the cut

If I hadn't already taken a while with this I would have done the proper frame rip

[bookwormscififan]

Ego-Inktober day 4: Dodge/Happy

Bendy as a dodgeball!

[chaseisglitched]

egotober day 17: ink

[cheese-chase]

EGOTOBER 2024 - DAY 17: INK(Y)

[lirusstories]

Egotober Day 2: Bird

“Hey Marv?”

“Yeah?” The man asks confused, turning to look at his older brother, whose stopped in the middle of the empty sidewalk, starting at the lit streetlight behind them, where a crow stands perched on top of, seemingly watching them, to make sure they’re looking at it.

“Did you happen to befriend a crow and not tell us?” Jackie asks, visibly confused and slightly worried, despite the crow's calm exterior, something is simmering below the surface.

Marvin looks up at it and reels back a bit, there's, something magic attached to the crow.

“No…”

The crow squawks before hopping down to the sidewalk in front of the two of them.

It squawks again, watching the brothers with intelligent eyes.

“I think it wants us to follow it?” Jackie states, though it sounds like a question. Yet Marvin can’t help but agree.

As if understanding Jackie, it begins to gently fly near the ground before landing and turning to look at the brothers.

They hesitate before following the bird, it doesn’t feel malicious after all. Just, worried.

They follow the bird to an alley they don’t remember seeing it and, slowly follow it down the alley to a very odd looking door, likes its hand drawn but very obviously real.

Jackie and Marvin look at each other as a small murder of 13 crows surround the door, like they’re waiting for them to open the door.

Marvin hesitantly approaches the door, magic weaving between his fingers as he approaches it, the birds hopping out of the way for him.

He goes to slowly open the door, but as soon as the knob is turned it swings open harshly, and the brothers cover their noses at the overwhelming smell of decay and ink.

As soon as the door is open the crows fly in and go separate ways, clearly trying to find something. 

“Well,” Jackie says with a grimace, “Might as well get this over with.”

He doesn’t wait for Marvin’s response as he enters the building looking a little green for how strong the smell is for him.

Marvin grimaces but ends up following, using his magic to keep the door open.

Jackie and Marvin do get far before they here frantic cawing, calling all the other crows to fly quickly down the hall leading the brothers to follow the birds.

As they turn a corner, they see a poorly boarded up doorway, with an arm slung over covered in what's clearly ink. 

The poor crows are hopping around the door anxiously, trying to pull whoever is behind up with their beaks, nipping at their arms and fingers and even hopping over the bottom board onto presumably their shoulder to tug and nip at them.

Jackie’s moving in an instant, Marvin close behind his heart racing, his mind going a million miles an hour as he tries to figure out what's going on, cause right now, they seem to be in joey drew studios, a game Jack voiced in.

Marvin looks down at the persons as the birds squawk but move out of the way, the bird that hopped over hopping back to watch intently.

Marvin lifts the arm, trying to pull the person up as Jackie rips away the bottom boards like they're a piece of paper that's particularly upset him before he’s catching the person, possibly a man wearing a familiar hat now that they can see as Jackie lifts him up.

“Holy shit.” Jackie mutters, looking at the man, he looks almost exactly like them just, covered in ink. The birds are quick to flock onto the man, but they don’t have time to try and inspect him as the studio seems to tremble violently, immediately alerting the brothers to the structural integrity failing.

“Run!” Marvin hisses before they take off, blissfully relieved when they remember how close they are to the front, they’re out before they even know it, the crows barely beating them out the door before the building seems to collapse behind them.

But curiously, as they turn back, Marvin silently cursing Jackie’s stamina as the magician has to catch his breath, the door his gone, only a completely blank undisturbed wall.

“What… was that?” Jackie asks, confused before adjusting his grip to what he hopes is a more comfortable grip on the sleeping figure before Marvin’s attention is drawn to him.

“I’m… not sure.” He says softly, “Could’ve been a pocket dimension. I’d need to ask them a couple questions when they wake up to find out for sure.”

Marvin mutters to himself more than anything, this brings up, a lot of potential research opportunities.

“Alright well, let's just get him home first, call Henrik and let him know we need him.” Jackie tells Marvin as he begins to leave the alley, the crows following him as one lands on the sleeping man’s, presumably Shawn Flynn’s, chest, watching the man in what can only be described as worried eyes.

Marvin jerks and grimaces at the thought of calling the doctor out of work, “Why me?”

He may be complaining, but he’s already pulling out his phone.

“Because I’m carrying a whole person.”

Marvin sputters. “I’ve seen you pick up Wilford with one arm and the amount of times you’ll just pick up the couch with us on it for bullshit reasons, with may I reiterate, with one arm!” 

Despite his complaints he’s already dialing Henrik, chasing after Jackie who begins to job away from Marvin.

“Get back here!” He hisses, “I can teleport us you moron- Hey Hen!”

Jackie laughs as Marvin does a one 180, ignoring the glare that gets shot his way as the cat man explains the situation to their little brother.

Jackie just hopes he can help.

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Another one of my unappreciated boys. I know he’s technically not an ego but he deserves some love too. I'm also not gonna write his accent because i'm not good at it and i don't wanna offend anyone.

Here at Drew studios we prioritize healthy working environments for our workers so that they feel right at home. Ah that's proper shite if i've ever heard “healthy working environments” my arse as shaun says as he’s heard that spiel a hundreds times already. The only thing healthy about this is the few dollars I bring home. Considering the minimum wage is 16 cents an hour, 20 dollars is considered a luxury. But even if i'm getting paid 3x the amount it doesn't account for all the overworking myself to the bone, not getting enough sleep, in a cramped hot room all day kinda work and to top it all off every single one of those stupid bendy whatcha ma call it plushies has to be perfect in joey drew’s eyes and if they aren't well lets just say your pay gets reduced or even worse he takes his anger out on you.  Heh i remember i drew one of the plushies mouths too big one time Mr.Drew came in like a bull in a red coat shop swearing and steaming so much that he forcefully pulled me from my chair and slapped me so hard my head was spinning like a topple. Heh heh that was the last time i ever did that i made sure to always make sure everything was perfect. Even if I lost days of sleep or gone days with eating. Even if the ink permanently stains my hands I make sure everything and i mean everything is tip top shape. Hehe you know i can't remember what my family looks like or even what my skin tone was cause all i see is that inky black all around me consuming me, hehe I work so hard Mr.Drew please let me go please let me see my family I miss them so much. Please god let me die so i can see my family, so I can finally rest.

@tracobuttons

[southerndragontamer]

Egotober Day 13: Mirror

What did it mean to be a mirror of someone? So alike, but so different at the same time. That was the question that ran through Roman’s mind as he sat in bed and sketched out a moment from the DND campaign Thomas was doing with his friend Terrence. It was such a creative game that he couldn’t resist.

His room, or rather their room, the room of Creativity was one that Thomas hadn’t visited yet. Being it was split between himself and Remus it was….interesting to say the least.

Half of it was a bedroom/study that looked like it belonged in a castle. Four poster bed, many comfortable pillows and blankets in gold and red with cream accents. Disney merchandise along shelves, a bookshelf, window with a nook overlooking the forest and a desk with paint and ink marks all over it. Roman wasn’t as methodical as Logan about his neatness, at least all the time. His art supplies were in a system only he recognized, but the room was neat enough you saw the floor and he kept his bed made and clothes clean.

Remus’ half….not so much. His rose red eyes looked over to where his twin was on his stomach, kicking his legs as he was likewise occupied with his own sketchbook. In shades of black and green with silver accents, his room was a full on mess that would make the clean minded all faint on sight. Clothes piled everywhere, bedding in disarray and the only reason the prince didn’t need a gas mask was because Imagination filtered it out. There was horror merchandise on shelves, a bookshelf with dog eared, torn books, a scuffed mess covered desk and the broken window overlooked a darker forest.

But there was something that was a familiar sight to him. Art supplies in a system almost the same as his, even if they were more covered in dried paint than his own.

The Duke’s poisonous green eyes looked up, his mustache quirked as he grinned mischievously at the Prince. He propped his cheek on his hand. “What’s that look for brother dearest? Oh no, you’ve been thinking haven’t you? I smell the smoke from here.”

Roman rolled his eyes and despite himself a smile tugged at his lips as he watched Remus wave a hand around in faux disgust. He scoffed to hide a chuckle.

“Ha-Ha very funny Remus. Yes, I have been thinking. About how we’re a mirror of each other, we’re so alike…yet so different.”

Remus hummed softly and he rolled over onto his back and wriggled up to set his head in Roman’s lap.

“It’s not that big a shock, if you want I can take you to meet Mary. She can give you quite the shock, that girl is something else! And maybe try to bite your lips off, but I can smack her with the morning star and she’ll know you’re not food. We went to this great bar for drinks-“

He pinched the bridge of his nose in the way of exasperated siblings everywhere and he cut off his twin’s ramble quickly but gently as he began to idly stroke Remus’ hair.

“I mean it’s just a bit confusing since we weren’t always twins. I did compare you to looking in a funhouse mirror before.”

Remus let out a content hum at the affection before he responded voice soft for once.

“It’s not really that far from the truth Roman. We may have been Creativity in full once, but when we had to we split. I was a bit more like you when Thomas was younger…but as time passed he saw two different kinds of creativity. I got most of my power from when he was a teenager. You know that time where everyone is stupid, gross, into the dark and taboo.”

“And that’s where the Intrusive Thought part of you began to manifest and where my Passion did as well.”

Roman finished for him in a similar soft tone. He sighed and twisted s bit, so he could curl around Remus and set his head on his stomach. He smiled as he felt their hands subconsciously join and Remus squeezed softly. They both knew that the prince only thought like this due to how he wanted to ignore his mental crisis of everything not really being as black and white as he’d thought, that had reared it’s head when Janus properly introduced himself and challenged everything he thought he understood.

Virgil had helped as much as he could, and he had tried bless his anxious heart, but it still wasn’t that simple for Roman to confront that part of himself yet. He knew he would soon enough, and when he did he’d have not just the others beside him, but his twin as well. Because they were each other’s mirror, where one went so did the other.

[altr5312916195]

EgoTober Notes and Master List

Hey Gamers! So @tracobuttons has dropped the Egotober prompt list and this year, I'll be writing again. I've been writing for Egotober since it was started but in years past I only got a few out, there was no cohesive story. Last year I actually wrote every day and it got a lot more attention than I expected. Last year I had a coherent storyline, and because all stories were left on cliff hangers I'm going to continue with it during this year.

One thing that happened last year though was a lot of people asking me how my universe worked around the Septic and Iplier Egos and this post will serve as that information post.

So, here is my Egotober Masterlist and notes guide to Raspy Hill!

What Egos exist in my canon?

In the Iplier Manor: Darkiplier, Wilford Warfstache, The Jims, King of the Squirrels (Kos, prounounced cause, for short) Yancy, Google, Bing, YandereIplier (Yani, pronounced -yuh-ann-ee, for short), Annus, Heehoo, Actor!Mark (Mark Iplier), really anyone conistently seen post Markiplier TV

In the Septic House: JackieBoyMan, Henrik Von Schneeplestien, Anti, Chase, Marvin, Jameson Jackson, and Robbie.

Where do the Egos exist?

Depending on the Ego they will live full time in Raspy Hill. All of the Iplier Egos are confided to Raspy Hill because of Mark, save for Wilford and Dark who are able to leave the confines for short periods.

The Septic Egos are more of a case by case thing, for instance, Chase and Jackie live in the subdivision of Attitude City, LA (yes that Attitude City) Henrik works in LA as well, at IRIS facilites.

Marvin, Jamie, and Robbie stay in Raspy Hill due to needing its magic to survive.

What is Raspy Hill?

You know that theory that's like "if humans believe in something enough it's real" keep that in mind.

In my canon Mark and Sean do exist. While Sean is connected to the Septic Egos in more of a magic way. They need someone human to tell their stories and connected them to the normal realm. (This is where that theory comes in) Raspy Hill is their inherent home, so if Jack stops telling their stories and fans stop caring they can become confined to Raspy Hill or even disappear all together.

But the Iplier Egos are different, they are anchored to Mark Iplier. Iplier was reincarnated in our Mark, and if his spirit persists so do the Ipliers.

Eclipse, what the fuck is a Hybrid and what is the Edge?

Hybrids exist at the Edge of Raspy Hill, the Edge is exactly as it sounds. Where the dimesion of Raspy Hill drops and time ceases to exist. The Edge is it's own space in time, Annus rules this area.

Around the Edge is the foundation of Raspy Hill, which has some cracks and through these cracks comes an unfinished energy. The Egos are sustained on this energy. Sometimes things slip out and these are the Hybrids, half formed egos lost to time. They're dog like creatures covered in eyes of egos past and present. Yani started as a Hybrid and completely formed by sheer will of spirit.

If you're curious about anything else, just shoot me a message or an Ask. :)

Egotober '22 Master List

October 1 - Hoodie - JackieBoyMan (TWs: None)

October 2 - Leaves - Chase Brody (TWs:None)

October 3 - Ink - Jamesone Jackson (TWs:None)

October 4 - Grey - Jameson Jackson (TWs:Anxious thoughts)

October 5 - Water - Chase Brody (TWs: Allusions to car crash and drowning)

October 6 - Doctor - Henrik Von Schneeplestien, Antisepticeye (TWs: None)

October 7 - Peaceful - Chase Brody (TWs: Allusion to car crash)

October 8 - Key - Darkiplier (TWs:None)

October 9 - Shattered - Darkiplier (TWs: None)

October 10

October 11 - Game - Chase Brody (TWs: None)

October 12 - Metal - Henrik and Chase Brody (TWs: mentions of dissasociation, mentions of blood)

October 13 - Sky - Chase Brody (TWs: Mentions of blood, Allusion to past self harm, falling)

October 14

October 15 - Plant - Jameson Jackson, Marvin the Magnificent (TWs: None)

October 16 - Dragon - Marvin (TWs:None)

October 17 - Path - Darkiplier (TWs:None)

October 18 - Wings - Darkiplier (TWs:None)

October 19

October 20 - Alarm - Henrik, Chase Brody (TWs:Mentions of blood)

October 21 - IRIS - Henrik, Chase Brody (TWs: Mentions of blood and vomit)

October 22 - Buried - Jameson Jackson, Robbie the Zombie (TWs:None)

October 23

October 24 - Creepy - Robbie, Jameson Jackson (TWs:None)

October 25 - Magic - Marvin, Antisepticeye (TWs:Mentions of burning/being burnt, knife mention)

October 26 - Bones - Wilford Warfstache, Darkiplier (TWs:None)

October 27 - Expirement - Henrik, Chase Brody (TWs:None)

October 28 - Purple - Jamie, Robbie, Jackie (TWs: Mentions of burning/being burnt)

October 29 - Ghost - Dark, Wilford (TWs:None)

October 30 - Pumpkin - Chase Brody (TWs: Mentions of drugging)

October 31 - Happy Halloween - Chase Brody (TWs:Allusion to falling, dissasociation)

Egotober 23' Masterlist

October 1 - Cape - JackieBoyMan

October 2 - Stone - Marvin (TWs: mentions of blood)

October 3 - Drink - Chase Brody (TWs: Allusions to substance abuse)

October 4 - Happy - Chase Brody (TWs: Mentions of drugging)

October 5 - Jar - Marvin

October 6 - Pillow - Chase Brody

October 7 - Leaves - Chase Brody

October 8- Frame - Henrik Von Schneeplestien

October 9 - Antlers - Marvin

October 10 - Glitch - AntiSepticEye

October 11 - Metal - AntiSepticEye, Henrik Von Schneeplestien (TWs: Implied drugging)

October 12 - Green - AntiSepticEye

October 13 - Mirror - Darkiplier

October 14 - Time - Wilford Warfstache

October 15 - Strong - JackieBoyMan, Chase Brody

October 16 - Cards - Marvin

October 17 - Flower - Robbie the Zombie, Jameson Jackson

October 18 - Rage - Wilford Warfstache (TWs: confusion/dissasociation)

October 19 - Silver - Darkiplier, Wilford Warfstache

October 20 - Music - Wilford Warfstache

October 21 - Shadow - Marvin

October 22 - Vampire - Yani, Bingiplier

October 23 - Web - Darkiplier, Wilford Warfstache, Mark Iplier

October 24 - Fire - The House

October 25 - Cauldron - Marvin

October 26 - Werewolf - Bingiplier, Yani

October 27 - Orange - Darkiplier

October 28 - Ghost - Wilford Warfstache

October 29 - Fright - AntiSepticEye (TWs: Mild body horror, blood, religious allusions)

October 30 - Witch - Marvin (TWs: Allusion of gore)

October 31 - Happy Halloween (TWs: Blood)

Egotober '24 Masterlist

October 1 - Puppet - AntiSepticEye, Henrik Von Schneeplestien, Marvin, JackieBoyMan

October 2 - Bird - Darkiplier, Marvin, AntiSepticEye

October 3 - Jewel - Marvin, AntiSepticEye, JackieBoy-Man

October 4 - Fluffy - Dark, Wilford Warfstache, Yani, Bing, Chase Brody

October 5 - Calm - Dark, Yani, Chase Brody, Wilford Warfstache, Bingiplier

October 6 - Bubbles - Marvin, AntiSepticEye, JackieBoy-Man, Darkiplkier, Kos

October 7 - Power - Marvin, JackieBoy Man, Dark, AntiSepticEye, Kos

October 8 - Skateboard - Chase Brody, Bing, Yani, Wilford Warfstache

October 9 - Red - AntiSepticEye, Dark, Marvin, JackieBoy-Man

October 10 - Virus - AntiSepticEye, Chase Brody, Marvin, Henrik Von Schneeplestien

October 11 - Book - Marvin, Henrik Von Schneeplestien, JackieBoy Man

October 12 - Portal - Marvin, Henrik Von Schneeplestien, JackieBoy Man, Darkiplier, AntiSepticEye

October 13 - Clock work - Dark, Wilford Warfstache, Y/N

October 14 - Blue - Dark, Damien, Celine, Y/N

October 15 - Scarecrow - Yani, Wilford, Bing, Chase Brody, Damien, JackieBoy-Man, Henrik Von Schneeplestien

October 16 - Mask - JackieBoy Man, AntiSepticEye, Marvin

October 17 - Inky - Jameson Jackson, AntiSepticEye, Marvin

October 18 - Yellow - Bing, Yani, Dark, Wilford, Google

October 19 - Antique - Dark, Wilford

October 20 - Grim Reaper - AntiSepticEye

October 21 - Potion - Marvin, Chase Brody, Henrik, Damien

October 22 - Haunted - Chase Brody, AntiSepticEye

October 23 - Eyeballs - AntiSepticEye, Marvin, Chase Brody, JackieBoy Man, Henrik Von Schneeplestien

October 24 - Demon - AntiSepticEye, Henrik, Damien, Marvin, Kos

October 25 - Grave - AntiSepticEye, Marvin, JackieBoy-Man

October 26 - Spell - Marvin, Jameson, AntiSepticEye

October 27 - Ghoul - AntiSepticEye, Marvin, Henrik Von Schneeplestien, Dark, Kos

October 28 - Creepy - AntiSepticEye, Marvin, Dark, Wilford, Yani

October 29 - Mummy - Yani, Dark, Robbie, Jameson

October 30 - Purple - Robbie, Jameson

October 31 - Happy Halloween - AntiSepticEye, Marvin, JackieBoy Man, Dark, Kos

[lostcybertronian]

Egotober - Day 3

Prompt: Drink

Prompts by @tracobuttons

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The shitty little dive bar you frequented most nights after work was not its usual quiet and calm, with whatever sportsball game splattered across its ancient televisions occupying its regulars who sat, nursing beers, as if in a stunned haze. 

Tonight, the tiny parking lot was crammed with motorcycles and old, rusted-out pick-up trucks. A type if you’d ever seen one, comprised of good ole’ boys with shirts pulled tight over a heaving beer gut and bearded bikers with stressed leather jackets and too many patches. 

As you expected, good ole’ boys and bikers were exactly what you found as you stepped in through the creaking door, into a fog of cigarette smoke and raucous noise. 

At least your spot at the bar was clear. You inched your way through the crowd and claimed it with a heavy sigh and a cough from the overwhelming smoke. You signaled the bartender for your usual, and waited for him to finish the half-dozen others. 

“Mind if I join you?” A man planted himself on the empty stool to your right, slapping a leather-bound journal to the weathered wood. 

You nodded absentminded assent, intending to go on staring at the blurry screen above the racks of alcohol, but your attention dragged toward him like a magnet to true north. The first thing you noticed was that he was ruggedly handsome, lean but muscular and smelling of pine and, strangely enough, ink. His hair was cropped short and spiked like a Mohawk, and his dark— almost black— eyes were fixed on you with an almost unsettling intensity.

“I’m Arthur.” That’s what you heard, anyway. “And you?”

You pondered this for a moment, but ultimately came up blank. “You want my name?”

He lowered his voice, leaned in close like they were partners in a crime. “Don’t you know your own name?”

It occurred to you that you should be alarmed– what was your name?-- but something about this stranger made it seem trivial. It didn’t really matter at all, did it?

Still, you hesitated before answering. “I guess not.”

“No matter.” Arthur signaled the bartender, who had yet to bring over your drink, and flipped his notebook open. Producing a pen from nowhere, he scribbled down a few words in a script you couldn’t understand. “Buy you a drink?”

“Um-” before you could respond, the bartender clunked two foaming mugs of Bud Light to the bar, offering a gruff nod to Arthur before returning to his work. “Sure,” you managed, reaching for the mug and taking a deep swig. Bitter, yeasty amber burned your throat. Not your favorite, but tolerable. The clamor of the bar seemed to sway, rising and falling around you like the tide.

You blinked. Arthur watched you do this, one hand bracing his chin and his dark eyes glittering like you were the most interesting thing in the world. “Is there-” you hiccuped- “something in this drink?”

“I don’t know.” Arthur returned to his journal. Wrote something down. You blinked again, dizziness and haze overtaking your senses. “Is there?”

“I think-” You felt your head dip to the bar. The cool wood was soothing. “I think-”

“I think there is.” Arthur finished, a smile to his voice.

[mbgcreates]

Egotober Day 14: Blue

I was originally going to skip today, but since I did Celine as Red, I realized I had the perfect opportunity for Blue :3

[innudoggy]

Ego-Inktober 2022, 3: Ink & Bat

Yancy got something new on him. 😁

[manebioniclegali]

Egotober Day 3: Drink

Things left behind are not always just "things."

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Ink is definitely one of my favorite mediums, and it was perfect for this prompt.

[manguowl]

Days 1-6 of Egotober but colorized