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altr5312916195 · 6 months
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Egotober '23 - Day Thirty-One - Happy Halloween - Antisepticeye - Henrik Von Schneeplestien - (TWs: blood)
Henrik’s eyes cracked open, alarms ringing in his ears. His eyes adjusted to the warm light, mixes of the orange and reds. His mouth was dry, and tasted of peroxide. He slowly sat up, a heavy weight settling in his stomach. 
“Security Breach;IRIS on Lock down” The feminine voice of the speakers called out. Henrik groaned softly, reaching for his desk to stand up. He steady himself as his vision focused. Even through the heavy sealed door of his office he could smell rancid, rotting blood. 
“No..” He said softly to himself. A million scenarios spread through his mind. He was uncertain of what Anti was capable of now. He trudged to the door, it squeaked open with ease, no locks. It should’ve been sealed due to the protocol but something was propping it open. A hand. 
Henrik fell to his knees next to the body. “Oh god..” His nausea wasn’t going to disappear now. He stood up, stepping over the body. He followed the trail of corpses down the halls. It felt like it never ended. Pools of blood dripped into another, the red of the security lights doing nothing but highlighting it. 
He made it to the first floor, in front of the main doors. Anti stood, his back to Henrik. “What did you do?” He asked. Anti laughed. “Happy Halloween.”
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sneezemaster · 1 year
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*Runs passt screaming like the mcdonalds drive thru vine.* "AHHHHHHHHHHH"
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andaboop · 7 months
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It was Henrik's day, my favorite moody doctor
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I went to New Orleans for vacation a week ago and the result is being inspired to draw Mardi Gras Marvin hope y'all enjoy <3
Closer look at the cards below the cut
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kusakichan15 · 1 year
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Doctor on break ❄❤
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kalebsocs · 2 months
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HENRIK HAS BEEN DEIFIED! Wanted to make his outfit inspired by nature, since that can be healing in more ways than one, if you want me to draw more of him in this or other outfits, don't be afraid to ask.
ignore the huskerdust sketch
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willowmcplier · 1 year
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Jacksepticegos Zombocalypse AU thoughts
Been working on this draft on and off for a few years, finally posting it to rid it from my brain
Sean McLoughlin- 32 years old
Personality: Diplomatic, fair, kind
Story: Sean created the group together with Chase and Jackie when the virus first spread. Immune to the infection. Mysteriously went missing 6 months before Anti’s recruitment
Time Spent with Group: 6 years
Specialty: Diplomacy
Weapon of Choice: None/Machete
Chase Brody - Oldest of the group at 32 years
Personality: Calm and collected. Tough but fair. Cold and calculating. Does what needs to be done.
Story: Wife Stacy was bitten, had to watch her turn. Has been a shell of himself ever since. He only really feels able to open up to Sean and Jackie, the group they’ve formed his only respite in these difficult times. Has taken a leadership position whilst Sean is missing
Time Spent with Group: 6 years
Specialty: Sharpshooter
Weapon of Choice: Pistol
Jackieboy Man (Jackie/Jack Manning) - 30 years old
Personality: Ubbeat but gruff. Always ready to lend a shoulder to cry on. Fiercely loyal. Heroic
Story: One of the founding members of the group. Second in command and best friend to Chase. Unofficial group dad
Time Spent with Group: 6 years
Specialty: Melee Combat
Weapon of Choice: Spiked Metal bat
Henrik Von Schneeplestein (Henrik/Henry) - 31 years old
Personality: Eccentric. Wary of Chase’s ruthlessness
Story: Joined the group soon after its creation. Frequently patches up his groupmates, grumbling all the way
Time Spent with Group: 5 years
Specialty: Medic
Weapon of Choice: Syringe
Jameson Jackson (Jamie) - 22 years old
Personality: Quiet, affectionate, trusting, naïve
Story: Can speak, but usually chooses not to. Found in a secret base room of a house when Andrew got separated from the group one night.
Time Spent with Group: 2 months
Specialty: smol bean man
Weapon of Choice: Crowbar
‘Anti’ (Andy/Andrew Robberts) - 21 years old
Personality: Distant and cold. Takes a long time to warm up to new people. Prankster. Fiercely loyal.
Story: Found after parents were killed. Later infected whilst protecting Marvin during an unexpected zombie encounter
Time Spent with Group: 3 years
Specialty: Melee Combat
Weapon of Choice: Knife
Marvin Magna - 25 years old
Personality: Flamboyant, stubborn, protagonist energy
Story: Miraculously managed to reverse some of Andy’s infection and bring back his consciousness after he had fully turned.
Time Spent with Group: 1 year
Specialty: Jack of all trades
Weapon of Choice: b̵̢̉̏̔̍͆̿̆̈́͋͘l̶̨̝̦̜͇͍̯͎̳̬̍͋̇̆͐̒͘͠ǒ̵͚̯̪͓́̆̔̆͗̏̌̊͘̚͝o̴̤̹̠͎̞̰͈̼̜̯̯͍̜͇͖̊̀̀͒͒̒̃͒́̌ḑ̵̛̹̱̖̟̟̘̠̯̦̻̺͎̹̈́̇̏̎͆̏̈́̆̐͌̆̃̊̃͗̕ͅ ̴̛̰͋̀͗͌͊m̶̨̨̢̛̬͚̗̻̟͉͔͉̮̳̞̦̔͌́͛̄ͅa̶̛͔͎̜̙̱̯͚͖̗̖͍̙̫̞̦̾͊̅̓̃̀͗͑̒̍̈́͘̕͝ͅg̷̢̹͍̦͔̳̠͖̭̝̋̄̋͒̽̈́̅̆̏ï̵̯̹̰̦̞̝͍̺̲̤̗̳̫̽̍͋̀̇̄̽̍́̀̍͛̚̕͝͠ͅͅͅĉ̵̨̺̬̑͌̋̓̈͝ Improvised melee
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kalcifers-blog · 4 months
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ANOMALY FOUND: Dr. HENRIK VON SCHNEEPLESTIEN
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More under the cut :>
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elis-exists · 7 months
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AHHHHH
TOTALLY DIDN'T FORGET TO SAY "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" TO HENRIK VON SCHNEEPLESTIEN 9 DAYS AGO WHAT?! NOOOO!!
UHHH HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO HENRIK AND HAPPY BELATED 16TH BIRTHDAY TO ME AS WELL I GUESS- ME AND HENRIK SHARE THE SAME BIRTHDAY YIPPEE
JUST REMEMBERED THIS WAS A THING TODAY OKAY BYE
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Facing Fears
TW: Needles PTSD
Egotober Day 10: Virus Marvin sat silently, looking around the doctor's small room. Chase sat in the extra chair playing on his magic light box. It was like he was connected to that little thing. Always in the palm of his hand or in his pocket. It truly fascinated Marvin.
“Hey, Chase?” Marvin said, his nimble fingers fiddling with the gray hoodie strings. 
“Yeah, buddy?” Chase responded, pocketing his phone and bringing his bright blue eyes up to Marvin’s emerald green.
“You sure this doctor is, ya know, discrete?” Marvin held his body tight, his mind filling with doubt. He couldn’t risk going back to IRIS. Back to the doctors who saw him as a marvel of science, not a human being. Back to chemicals pumped into his system. His magic pushed to the limits, causing his body to fall ill for weeks. He couldn’t go back. He wouldn’t go back.
Marvin watched as Chase gently slipped his warm, calloused hands into his own. Indentations from years of playing around with nerf guns and silly little trick shots littered his fingers and palms. Marvin rubbed his thumbs across Chase’s, trying to bring himself back to the moment. Back to Chase.
“Yeah. Henrik is great. Saved my life. And this is an off-the-books kinda deal. No one will ever find out. We’re just gonna get you vaccinated, and checked out. Just make sure that you’re all healthy. It’s gonna be okay Marvin.”
Marvin nodded, taking a deep breath through his nose. It would be okay. Chase was trustworthy. Chase dropped everything for him. Taking him in, clothing him, and feeding him. It was a little embarrassing in all honesty. Here was Marvin, a man capable of creating and destroying worlds with a flick of a wrist, relying on a mortal man for his basic needs. One day Marvin would pay him back, giving him anything he wanted.
Marvin’s head snapped up as the door opened and quickly closed. A man that looked eerily similar to Chase waltzed in, making every atom in the room acknowledge his existence. Marvin silently compared the two men as they greeted each other with a small hug.
The man was about 4 inches taller than Chase, but that was probably because he was standing so perfectly straight. They both shared tired blue eyes, but this man hid them behind glasses, instead of a hat. Marvin couldn’t find many differences in their hair, both shared fluffy chestnut hair that Marvin longed for. And finally, this man dressed much better than Chase ever could. Blue scrubs and a white coat perfectly tailored to him. Meanwhile, Chase was in his favorite pair of black joggers, and a mint green sweatshirt he grabbed seconds before heading out.
“Ah, you must be Marvin.” The man said, bringing Marvin back into the moment. Marvin forced a smile onto his face, his conditioning kicking back in. Always be nice to the coats, sit perfectly still, don't scream, don’t cry, don’t talk.
“Ye-Yes, that's me.” Marvin stumbled over his words, and his eyes darted over to Chase for reassurance. Chase gave him a small smile and a thumbs up, giving Marvin permission to relax.“Well, I am Doctor Henrik Von Schneeplestien.” The doctor said,
“Chase has..informed me of the situation. I am truly sorry.”Marvin shrugged, brushing the doctor off. He didn’t want to discuss his origins or his fucked up past. He just wanted this whole test to be over and go back home with Chase. Back to their flat with the good food, warm soft blankets, and beautiful light boxes.
“Here,” Henrik said, handing a clipboard over to Marvin. Lots of words in tiny print with tiny little boxes or numbers filled the page. “It’s just a simple form, have you had any recent medical problems, mental health problems, stuff like that. After you're done I’ll start my exam.”  Marvin nodded, taking the pen out, and began filling out the boxes.
Are you experiencing any of the following symptoms? Cough, raspy breath, fever, chills.
No
Does your family have any of the following diseases?
No Family
Have you previously or currently struggled with the following diseases?
No Never been sick before
Have you experienced any thoughts of harming yourself or others?
No.
Marvin filled the chart out to the best of his ability, pushing the lingering memories of I.R.I.S. questions out of his brain. This wasn’t I.R.I.S. Chase could be trusted, this doctor could be trusted. He handed it back to Henrik and watched him skim his answers.
“Well, I am glad you seem to be in good health. Do you mind if I confirm that?” Marvin nodded, giving Henrik permission to do his exam.
 The entire time Marvin kept his mouth shut. His eyes staring straight forward. His face expressing no emotion. Not even when the cold metal stethoscope touched his bare back. Not when the machine squeezed his arm far too tightly. Not even when Henrik’s hand brushed over his scars. He was the perfect patient, the perfect subject.
“Well Marvin, I can confirm that you are a healthy man. I am just going to keep you that way with some vaccines.”
“I-I have been meaning to ask. What are vaccines?” Marvin asked. Chase had mentioned them but never fully explained what they did or how they kept you healthy.
“Oh, it is a weakened version of a virus that I will inject into your body. It will be a small pinch but nothing more.”
“Inject? Like-Like with a needle?!” Marvin’s arms came close to his chest, protecting their body. No more needles. No more tests. Chase promised him that he wouldn’t be hurt ever again. Did he lie? He wouldn’t lie. Right? Was this all an elaborate scheme on I.R.I.S's part? Did he ever really escape?!
“Hey-Hey Marvin. Breathe. Look at me.” Bright blue eyes looked right into his. A gentle hand was placed on his face, brushing the tears away. “In and out. In and out. Just like that. Good.”  Marvin followed Chase’s breathing. Placing his hand on Chase’s chest. Breathe in for six seconds, hold for seven, and out for eight.
“It’s just a small poke. I promise. Nothing's gonna possess ya, or hurt’cha. And hey, if Henrik hurts you in any way, I’ll punch him in the face. Deal?” Marvin looked back up to Chase nodding, pushing down the fear. There was a doctor here after all.
Marvin felt Henrik rolling up his sleeve, carefully and delicately. Like any wrong move would end his life. Marvin felt his magic spark at his fingertips as a cold wet towelette rubbed against his arm. He felt the sharp needle pierce his skin going into the muscle.
He scrunched his face bracing for the extreme pain he was sure was coming. For the fire to enter his veins and spread throughout his body. For the glitches to cut his muscles deep as he was possessed. But nothing came, the needle exited Marvin’s arm. Marvin opened his eyes and looked around at the familiar doctor’s office. Chase’s bright smile greeted him. He could feel the pride radiating off of him, causing Marvin to crack a small smile.
“See Marv! It’s all good! It’s okay! It’s all good! It barely hurt right?!” Chase’s excitement and so vivid, it was almost like he made the hardest trick shot of his life. Marvin laughed as Henrik placed a band-aid on the injection site. Chase was right. It was okay. Everything was okay.
prompt by: @tracobuttons
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altr5312916195 · 2 years
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Egotober '22 - Day Six - Doctor - Henrik Von Schneeplstien - Antisepticeye
“So, you expect me to believe you just happened to have found Chase in the ocean..?” Henrik asked as Anti laid the main on the exam bed. 
“Something like that.” Anti agreed, as he grabbed Chase’s wrist to check his pulse. 
“He’s freezing.” Henrik observed, moving around the man quickly, wrapping him up in a blanket before he grabbed his stethoscope. “This may be the only good thing you’ve ever done Anti.. He’d have died if you didn’t grab him any sooner.” 
“He’s harder to kill than that.” Anti remarked with a sigh. 
Henrik shook his head, giving the man a knowing smile. “He’ll be up soon.” 
“Thanks, Doctor.” Anti leaned against the wall, watching Chase as Henrik nodded, and left the room. 
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sneezemaster · 2 years
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*^* *Throws glitter on everyone*
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[[[Sneeze: just great...*takes the broom* [it was fun to draw tho]]]]
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glass-trash-bab · 2 years
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Happy father's day to my favorite fictional fathers. Chase Brody. Dr Henrik von Schneeplestien. Darius from the owl house. Dobie the Wolf from animal crossing. Markiplier.
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unlikely-cypher · 3 years
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🥳🥳🥳🥳
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hawkeye221b · 5 years
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Yall hear me out:
What if this:
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Is Marvin’s “mirror dimension” powers.
What if Marvin is the one teleporting the other egos to other places?
Right here:
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Henrik says “what is this”, meaning he doesn’t know what’s going on, but he knows it’s something, and a moment later the portal/wormhole thingy opened up on his computer and literally dragged us into it.
And what do we get at the end of it?
The same god damn noise that sounds when Chase is teleported.
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jellyfishdooter · 4 years
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Dungeons and Egos
(I was inspired by your dnd!AU moodboards, I hope you like it!)
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DUDE HOLY HECK I LOVE THIS??? OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH LOOKIT MY DND BOYS!! 💞💞💞💞
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