Oc's + Septiceye + Iplier + Sanders Sides

the arrivel

Pov: 3rd?

"Alright," Sean said, turning around, smiling at the small group of egos in the back of the van, " we're almost there."

"Vhere exactly is 'here'?" Questioned Dr. Schneepelstien from the back of the van, "And whut exsactly is vhe purpuse of this trip?"

Sean, or Jack as most people called him, simply smiled and rolled his eyes, at the doctor's question, from the drivers seat.

A slightly deranged voice speaks up, " the purpose of this trip is that someone's going to die of boredom," Anti snaps sarcastically before smiling menacingly at the newest addition of the septiceye ego family.

Jameson jackson shrinked away in fear and started mouthing words. A few seconds later, a little box with the word's "please don't kill me" popped up above his head.

"Never fear, Dapper-Jack," Jackaboy man announced while posesing heroically, "I'll protect you from Antisepticeye!"

Every one shifts slightly uncomfortably at the mention of Anti's full name; It was rarely used as everyone had gotten used to simply calling him Anti. The only time they ever used his full name was when they weren't really thinking about what they were saying. Well, most of them anyway. Only Jameson and Jackaboy man regularly called him by his full name.

"There's the house!" Jack announced as they pulled up in front of the house.

The house looked old and decreped. The front yard was over grown with weeds, and dozens of what seemed to be cat statues littered the ground.

Two other cars were already there. One was a white van, no different from the one the septiceye's were in, except for the scribbled lines covering the side of the van. The other one was a Volkswagen beetle with a mismatched paint job that made it resemble a kindergartners art project. In some places it had enough neon colors to rival the ninety's, some places were painted in black and white, and there was three spray painted lines made of orange and black running the length of the car.

As they all get out of their van, a man, with a very distinct pink mustache, poked his head out of the white van.

"Hey, guy's," wilford warfstach called to the rest of the iplier personalities, even thogh he is right next to them, "the septiceye's are here!"

"Will," darkiplier said while rubbing his fourhead, "we are sitting no more then seven feet away. Do you really need to scream?"

"Hey, jack," mark called out waving to his friend, "finally, I get to meet the other septiceye's."

Jack laughed at mark and called his ipliers.

Marvin the magnificent coughed to get everyone's attention, "as nice as this all is, jack, you still haven't told anyone of us what we are doing here?" He questioned smiling.

before jack could answer everyone herd a soft scream in the distance; it vaguely resembled something along the lines of "I'm the king of the squirrel's". This was promptly forgotten within a matter of seconds.

"To finally answer your question. We are here to help out a young youtuber figure out how to deal with having multiple egos. that's why I had you all come with me."

OK that's all for now. I know I don't even have any oc in this one its mostly just to set up the story, also first post, please if you liked it punch that like butten in the face like a boss and high fives all around. I and I will see all you dudes in the Next story!!!!!!!!!!!