Soo Some Days Ago Me And Some Friends Talked About Fnaf And The Egos And Yeah Somehow We Got To Anti

Egotober 24- Eyes Eyes

JJ’s ‘Jolly’ Jaunts

Magnificent Spell

“JJ!” Marvin excitedly grabs JJ by the arm and sits him by the bed. “I have an idea!”

“What, what is it?” JJ asks, hands trembling with excitement.

“I have a way for you to communicate without using your hands! That way, if you ever need to tell us anything but your hands are tied or full, you can still talk!”

JJ gasps, eyes growing wide. “You can do that?”

“Yes, it just requires a bit of mouthing!” Marvin ties his long, sparkly hair back into a ponytail. He sits down on the bed, across from JJ. Jameson crosses his legs and watches Marvin intently.

“For this spell to work, you need to mouth exactly what I say! How good are you at lip reading?”

JJ nods in excitement.

Marvin chuckles. “I’ll take that as ‘a very good lip-reader’. Now remember. You must concentrate with all your might, or else the spell will break and we’ll have to start over. Can you concentrate for what could be an hour?”

“I once memorized an entire script in two hours, I can do this!” JJ signs, determined.

“Then repeat after me!” Marvin begins chanting silently, careful to enunciate every word. JJ repeats every word as fast as he could.

“Not too fast,” a voice in JJ’s head warns. Is Marvin communicating telepathically? Wow!!! “You might mess up.”

If JJ stares at anything other than Marvin’s lips, he might see tiny beads of sweat trickling down Marvin’s forehead, or his cheeks flushing with colour.

Marvin watches the space beside Jameson, nerves fluttering in his stomach. He had conveniently forgotten to tell Jameson that the spell they’re using is a spell invented an hour ago.  By Marvin himself. But Marvin’s head hadn’t exploded when he tried it, so why should Jameson’s? He’ll be fine. Hopefully.

Something begins to flicker beside Jameson’s head. Marvin almost stops, but quickly collects himself. Freak out later. Celebrate later!

He sends his younger brother a quick telepathic message. “Keep concentrating and keep watching me! We’re almost there!”

Words flicker onto the screen, Marvin gasps as the ancient Fae words appear in a fancy, old fashioned font, like a small screen of text from a silent movie.

“We did it Jameson, look!!!” Marvin cries, pointing at the screen.

{Really?!} JJ turns his head to side so fast he almost hits his nose on the screen. {Oh my goodness!!! It’s as if we pulled it straight out of a moving picture!}

Marvin attempts to pull his jaw off of the floor. “Not bad for a new spell.”

That gets Jameson’s attention. He cocks his head. {New?!?!}

“Yeah… I just tried it… an hour ago…” Marvin mumbles, still shocked.

{Really? What happened when you did it?}

“Nothing!” Marvin says. He quickly adds, “But my head didn’t explode and neither did anything else, so I figured it was safe! I was so excited to show you!”

Jameson smiles. {Thank you. Now how do I turn it off?}

Marvin blinks in confusion. “What? Why? I thought-”

{I don’t want to abuse my new power,} Jameson explains. {And it might seem strange to those around me. Like you said, I’m only using this when I truly need it.}

“I guess there’s an off switch,” Marvin says. “Think of it as a light switch, on and off.”

The sign disappears in a puff of smoke. Jameson smiles and signs, “Thank you, Marvin.” He embraces his brother.

Marvin returns the warm hug and kisses his brother’s forehead. “Anything for you, Jameson.”

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For the @basket-full-of-septics prompt: Magnificent Spell!!!

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Ok this idea just came to me so bear with me here.

Wilford warfstach

Jameson Jackson

Remus sanders

What do they have in common their mustaches🥸 so if they were to meet they could be…….

✨The Stach Bros✨

Maybe puppet!Marvin putting someone in and out of trance over and over until he can’t even come out of it properly anymore?

Everything he did was to serve his master well. 

For Master he watched impassively as Jameson’s fearful gaze melted into the colors and shapes, losing all spark but that which the spirals reflected in him. For Master he spoke empty words about calm, peace, gentle relaxation. For Master he whispered lies in Jameson’s ears, lies that were truths only to puppets. He brought him up out of trance, hoping for an empty mind – and when Jameson cried and begged, he dragged him down again. Again. Again. Again. Jameson was an apple bobbing in water; every time he resurfaced, the rot softened and withered him a little more.

It was what Master had once done to Marvin. Now that he looked back on it, he saw it as a blessing. As Jameson slumped and swayed, his glassy, colorless eyes barely managed to latch onto Marvin’s movements anymore. Marvin couldn’t help but wonder if he would even have the awareness to remember this.

Perhaps it was better if he didn’t. Master wanted a dumb, mindless puppet, after all…and if Jameson ever remembered he had done this to him, something buried deep in Marvin’s subconscious would never let him forgive himself.

Day 3 : Mind Games.

“We all look the same anyways! How many times have you confused your friends from each other? How many times was I there, and you never had a clue? You’re all so easy to fool.”

“They won’t take you away from me ever again.” -Puppet Master

His heart hammered against his chest, fury unleashing as the man in front of him went limp after a crack resonated within the room. Anyone else would’ve found it strange that someone screaming and begging for their life would go silent out of nowhere.

Yet... if you looked closely, a web of royal blue strings stretched through the space, some of the thin strings wrapped tightly around their limbs and twisted necks. Seeing their panic as they fought the invisible force that his strings carried was amusing. The men dancing like mindless puppets while the thread sliced their limbs. One false move and the steel-like strings would swiftly slice of heads and limbs.

Disgusting pests.

The dapper moved his fingers though as he moved them, the bodies started falling to the ground one by one, emitting a dull thud as they made contact with the ground. He took slow steps, the web of strings slowly dissolving as he got closer to what he was looking for. The coldness in his sapphire eyes melts away as he sees Henrik slumped against the wall and worry is quick to strikes his heart. Jameson runs, soon letting himself fall to his knees as he cradles Henrik in his arms.

Thankfully Henrik hadn’t witnessed any of that. Jameson wouldn’t know what measures he’d have to take in order to make Henrik forget. At the end... He wouldn’t want to scare him away. He wouldn’t want to think he’s that glitch—

But Jameson is nothing like Anti. He uses this new found power to protect the one he cares about.

“{You are safe now... Know that no one will dare lay another finger on you.}” The dapper whispered in Henrik’s mind. However, anger is quick to return. It’s all his fault... That idiotic hero. Good for nothing... What kind of hero would put someone in danger like that? If Henrik wasn’t as selfless as he is towards Jackie then this wouldn’t had happen. Jackie is the one to blame here, him and him alone.

“{They won’t take you away from me ever again...}” Jameson vowed. “{I will make sure that hero answer for his crimes...}”

The question was - “Did you wear a bow tie with different color?”

/that was question from ego ask on VK/

Also, I put a few secret codes in here, if you would like to know about them, you can message me :D

Wire, PM JJ and Schneep? I've really begun to appreciate your version of a darker JJ recently, it's really cool.

“Now, my good sir, I need you to pay me a huge favor. You’d do anything for your Jamie, wouldn’t you?” he asked rhetorically, his smile brightening at Schneeplestein’s dazed nod. “Splendid! Open your hands.”

Slowly but without hesitation, the doctor obeyed, dimmed eyes flickering as Jameson laid a coil of thin wire across his palms. “What is this, master?”

“A test! I want you to wind that nice and tight around your throat, doc!” Ruffling his hair affectionately, he took a step back so he could better observe. “Let’s see if this works any better than it did for Antisepticeye.”

there's like 90 hours of backstory grind for this. just take it.

"I won't help you." Jameson signed. The red strings hissed around Jay's wrists, slowly tightening every few minutes. Jay fought them as much as he could, constantly ignoring how much they burned when he tried to pull them off. Anti pulled Jay close to him. "I still need you." Anti growled, swinging his knife at Jay.

Jameson avoided this and kicked Anti instead. Anti didn't move, but became furious. He grabbed Jameson's arms and shoved him into a wall. "You're going to give me answers, and it doesn't matter how much time you're wasting from me. You need to know when to give up. You couldn't save any of them, not even yourself, so what makes you think that you can escape from this so easily?" Anti hovered above the ground and glitched wildly. Jay closed his eyes and rolled across the floor, then stood back up.

Jameson opened his eyes and waited. Anti charged at him, and Jameson turned to face him, throwing a few good punches before jumping in the air and moving around missing Anti's knife attacks. Anti smiled, the bruises on his face healing in seconds. "Hmm...So Jackie taught you something after all. Tired already too?" Anti taunted.

Jameson looked exhausted and he noticed blood spilling from beneath his clothes. He desperately tried to wipe it off, but he could only feel horror as more of it got onto his hands.

Tears formed in Jay's eyes. He began to feel dizzy, and fell to the floor. "I know you might not hear me. That's fine. Just know that you can't win." Anti turned to face Schneep. "Tell him what I just said. I want him to see it for himself." Anti grinned. Schneep signed Anti's message. This is only made Jay cry more, quietly to himself.

"I thought you escaped?" Jameson moved his hands, looking at Schneep. "I tried but it did not work. You will learn that freedom is not an option. You will be a puppet too." Schneep replied.

Anti's hands glowed green and he healed Jameson. "What do we do next, master?" Schneep questioned. "You let jackie escape....Do you think I would be giving your more important orders right now?" Anti's eyes glowed green and his expression became a scowl. "We take Jay with us. He will be useful with information....." Anti held his knife close to Jay's face, just to see him cry again.