Schneep Stories

We all know the famed Doctor Schneeplestein. But... do you know his whole story? Based off jacksepticeye's character, Doctor Henrik Von Schneeplesetin Book 1 of The Ego Chronicles

How would you feel if you suddenly realized that your entire life... Entire existence, was a lie. Being dictated upon by how you were first portrayed, or perceived, making you feel insignificant? Seán's egos thougth they were real with memories, free-wills, mannerisms, ect. Until they found out that they're made from his mind. Trigger warning in later chapters: Some revolving around depression, PTSD, flashbacks, panic attacks, and self-harm. Written: Dec. 2019- TBA 2020 Words per Chapter: 3,000- 6,000 Writing Style: Third Person Omniscient

Marvin messes up again and they all pay the price. Everything's screwed up and switched up, including their bodies. What could go wrong? Don't repost/plagiarize/steal

Jacksepticeye and Markiplier ego oneshots. I hope you all enjoy! Requests are open!

Anti may have gotten more than he bargained for when he stole Marvin's spell book to make a clone of himself . . . . . . Do not plagiarize, steal or repost this story or my art. Enjoy reading :)

uwu Here is some schneeplebro stuff.

[REWRITE] [A JSE & MPR Ego And Sanders Sides Story] Creating alternate personalities of yourself seemed fun, especially whenever it comes down to your fans loving the content. It was fun dressing up and it was fun pretending to be different people. Or, was it? Because in this world, obscurity is death - and one of them refuses to fade. Three YouTubers made a living from this - from creating alternate personas for the love of their fans. It seemed like the perfect idea-until they realized the truth. These personas had found life. They had become their own people, deciding it best if their creators wouldn't know their presence. Yet with more and more personas coming to life, one of those were bound to stray from the rest and want something more to life than being someone's alternate ego. Of course one would, and when that happens the Egos are forced to come out of their hiding and seek help from their creators. But, maybe, that seemed to make things worse. How will these (not-so) people fight a rising force? Read to find out. - - - This Story is a rewrite of another one of my FanFictions - The Egos and The Sanders Sides. I have taken it upon myself to rewrite the cringey Story and I hope you enjoy this new version.

Antisepticeye's always gotten whatever he wanted. He never had anyone he respected tell him no and if anyone did, they wouldn't live long enough to apologize. But what happens when something happens to Anti that makes all the tables turn on him? Who would he have then that would help him? Hope you guys like the story! Also HOW has this story managed to get ranked #1 in the tag 'Markiplier' ?! That's out of 31k other stories! Dang, guys! Thanks! :) Please don't repost/steal or plagiarize

Henrik Von Schneeplestein is a well known doctor in Ireland, While being a doctor, he also has to suffer with a child like demon that haunts his mind every second of the day. He pretends he never wanted to summon Anti, but seems to have grown fond of his childish attitude. (This is NOT Henrik x Anti, it's more like a weird father-son type of book.)

Jackie's always been the hero. Anti's always been the villain. And that's how it's always going to be. Right? Is there anything that would ever change that?

He doesn't remember much. He remembers waking up in a hospital, his head hurt and he was afraid. He can't remember his name or how he got there. Who were these people in front of him that looked like him? Why did they hate him so much? . . . . . Why was he chained up? Please enjoy and do NOT steal/repost OR plagiarize :)

it's about a Jacksepticeye and Sander Sides fusion

Anti gets sick and no one seems to care. Time for some Angst. Don't steal/copy/plagiarize

She always had a question ringing in her mind from the day she was made. Why was she created? The Septic egos care for her just the way she is, though, regardless of why. So that should be all that matters. . . . . Right? Please don't repost/steal OR plagiarize

How did Jameson Jackson lose his voice? This is my take on the story of everyone's favorite dapper boy, just in time for Halloween. Because, let's face it- under the table is the best place to hide when controlling your puppets. :) Contains violence.

He got what he wanted. But he doesn't understand anything anymore. He thought this was what he wanted. This was what he was made for, right? This was who he was. What happened? Where did his purpose go? Who was he without that purpose? Antisepticeye didn't know anymore . . . . . Please don't repost/steal or plagiarize

Ť̮h͚̋i̙̕n͕̒g̲̒s̺̽ ̬̅h̰̾ȁ̜v̙̆e̢̅ ̯͒b̪̿é̟e͇̔n̫̂ ̣͠t̠̂o̳͋o̠̿ ͈͗c̨̎ä̝́l̈́ͅm̤͗ ̰̾l̘͐ả͔t̤̋é̮l̝̍ỳ̪.̰͑ Ñ̟ȍ̹t̡̓ ͓̅t͕̀o͓̅ ͍͆w͕̐o̘̓ȓ̤r͇͘y̝̔,̢̿ ̝̌w̹̋é͔ ͓̃c̫̈́ḁ͠n̟̑ ̬̽f͇̉i̼̽x̧́ ̳͝i̢͛t̬͠.̦͒ ͝ͅ T̳̉ḣ͔e̠͌ ̥͗e̺͌n̟̆d̨̈́ ̟̃i̮̿s̘̃ ͈̔ċ̯o͓͛m͖͗ḭ̀n̪͊ġ͙

Read the fucking book to find out.

"Stop!" Jackie cried. (Y/n) turned around to face the, as she would put it, so called hero. He stood about 15 feet away from her, and held his fists up. "You're a fugitive. It's time for this to end." He shouted. (Y/n) shook her head. "You've been at this for months, and it never works." She sighed. As stupid as she found him, (Y/n) couldn't help but admire his persistence. His ability to get back up. "It is my duty to end crime. Including you. I always thought I had already faced the hardest thing to tackle. Turns out it's the mystery woman with headphones." A small smirk rested on his face. She smirked back. "Well...you really don't know what you're getting into."