The Markiplier Manor stood on a hill, deep in a small wooded area. In the master bedroom lay the current owner, dying of old age. Nine ghosts stood at the foot of the bed. The ghost with the bandage over his eyes spoke after a long silence,
"The Host believes it should be any minute now."
A few moments after he spoke, the current owner took their last breath and their spirit rose from their mortal form.
"The Host welcomes his family to the other
side-" Before Host could finish his sentence, the current owner was shot upwards into heaven. There is a collective 'awe' of disappointment among the ghosts. The ghost in the military uniform smirks and quickly speaks up,
"Bagsy their room!"
"Wilford! No fair!"
"Should have spoken up sooner, Markie!"
"Don't call me that!"
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Mark and Amy walked through a small apartment.
"It's nice... but does it have enough room for an entire computer setup?" Mark asked in a very serious tone. Amy sighed,
"Do you always have to ask that?"
"Yes, if there isn't enough room then we aren't getting it." Amy sighs and just rolls her eyes. As they continue through the apartment, Mark's phone rings. Mark quickly pulls out his phone.
"Hello?"
"Is this Mark Fischbach?"
"Yes?"
"I've called to tell you you've inherited a house."
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The Ghost's of Markiplier Manor A BBC Ghosts Ego AU
HumorMark Fischbach, An up-and-coming modern gamer with a growing youtube channel and his influencer fiancée inherit a manor from a distant relative. Unknown to the couple, all manor of ghosts from different time periods reside on the manor grounds.
