˚꒰♤꒱༘‧— The Savior﹒ ⛂⛃

independent | anti-affiliate | non-selective oc rp blog tw: addiction

[deadlydealz]

WELCOME ! to your new chance at life . step right up ( with an invitation of course ) , and play our game . fight against one other individual in a game of blackjack ! test your luck and draw the cards ; see if you can reach as close as possible to TWENTY ONE before the time runs out . you don't have to put a penny down to join us , and if you win , you receive millions and millions and millions of dollars !! but if you lose... YOU DIE .

───────♠──────────────♠──────────────♠─────── ENTER ANDRE PHILLIPS : his mom was ridden with illness . he would do anything to get the money to save her life and keep them out of debt . thankfully , he was quite a fierce competitor in the casino . he got enough money , but couldn't stop himself . he had to keep going and going and going and going . and then , someone showed him the underground ring . the saw . the death trap . before long , he became THEIR SAVIOR .

CONTAINING VERSES FROM : SCP , more to be added !

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welcome to an INDEPENDENT , ANTI-AFFILIATE ORIGINAL CHARACTER blog using both real and animated faceclaims ! though the original source material is from roblox , it is technically rewritten and canon-divergent to make this oc more interesting . this blog is still 18+ ONLY and features a VARIETY OF FANDOMS with the mun ready and willing to fit andre into any fandom your muse is from !

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FEATURES THEMES OF : greed , corruption , addiction , longing , remorse , pleading , hope . LINKS : rules , about , mun , verses . THIS IS NOT A YOSHITOKI WASHUU RP BLOG / NOR ANY ROLES LUKE ARNOLD HAS .

[alcoholicmayor]

chat i know who i'm going to role play next. i've been stewing, brewing, thinking the last few days. i wanna make some form of impact even if it's small - i know i can make one if it's something i can do, even if it only reaches a small group of people. i felt super inspired after watching a documentary about how george orwell wrote animal farm / 1984 to fight against tyranny and the oppression of the minority class. i have thought of smth similar.

i thought about this fantasy world where cats are indigenous to a land that dogs came and took over. cats are necromancers who worship the land they touch and know their boundaries. the land belongs to their gods and they know that though they can do magic with the living, they can never participate in any elemental magic as it would be considered sacrilegious and extremely disrespectful to said gods. when dogs came, they colonized the land and killed off a HUGE number of cats and stole their magic.

as i told somebody on discord, think white people wearing dreads / braids. think white people using dream catchers / sage. think white people wanting to be black people SO BAD that they steal their culture and then continue to oppress them.

i have a cat character named kai. i have his design all planned out. i have the world planned out. i just need to think of his background and personality. i will write again soon, folks, i just need to brew up a little more.

i feel like i need to write stories based in oppression. my writing is really good and i feel that if i write something that is important to today's society i can really get a message across to the sensible people who want to listen.

[hourglassofpurple]

i wanna make a new blog but i don't know what to do. which should i do?

lambert from cotl (HEAVILY CANON DIVERGENT / PRETTY MUCH MY OWN OC)

gnarpy from regretevator (HEAVILY CANON DIVERGENT / PRETTY MUCH MY OWN OC)

dr. opitz, german mad doctor who fled wwii germany to do his own experiments

what the fuck are you doing off your clay puppington blog? 🤨

xander's choice.

Voting ended onJul 24

[deadlydealz]

these people on santana's / dean's / parker's lives are so fucking stupid and they deserve to face the wall un fucking ironically

[deadlydealz]

i wanna try being on @alcoholicmayor for a little bit !!

[deadlydealz]

TWENTY ONE , roblox , based on RE7 : BANNED FOOTAGE .

[deadlydealz]

i'm making gifs for the first time since i was 18

[deadlydealz]

i'm high as fuck and wanna ask y'all a questionnnn

what blog of yours was your favorite to run and/or who was your favorite character to rp and why?

unironically mine was king boo, specifically luigi's mansion based. i love doing villains and king boo was my most in depth canon character i have ever done and it was so fun to portray a dictator lol

[deadlydealz]

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‧˚꒰♤꒱༘‧— WHAT IS YOUR TEA TYPE﹒ ⛂⛃

EARL GREY TEA .

you’re sophisticated and put-together , a devotee of minimalism and tradition . sometimes you can come off as standoffish or cliquey , but that’s simply because you err on the introspective side and enjoy the role of the observer . however , sometimes it is because someone or something isn’t up to your standards . you know what you like and you won’t settle .

TAGGED BY : @des0latiion , tysm !! TAGGING : @fusionfall-adeline , @flowersfromatomb , @hariolor , and anyone else who wants to !!

[fusionfall-adeline]

It was as if the very air around him was alive and suffering. There was just...hopelessness. Grief.

She wondered if she got too close, would the effects be the same as if she looked directly at him? It certainly felt as such.

Her nose easily caught that familiar iron stench.

But, it wasn't nauseating. Not to her, not really.

She'd long gotten used to blood while living in this place.

Blood dripped from her nose when she was stressed.

Blood stained the walls of different cells as she walked past.

Blood was always a part of her daily meals. Breakfast, lunch, dinner.

Blood, either baked into a dish or in a cup like a twisted juice.

...Would it make her less than human if she said that the blood made her...hungry?

Draw. Uh...Oh ya! That meant to take a card from the pile.

She reached out and grabbed another card.

Four.

So in total, that'd make eleven.

Her gaze flicks to his card.

Ace. That was worth...Eleven? She thinks?

If she drew a card worth nine, then that'd give her twenty.

Drip.

A blood droplet falls onto the Ace, and her gaze is drawn to it.

It's different from normal blood. Normal blood is that familiar crimson. His is... It's slightly blacker if you really look at it.

She wonders if that thorned crown hurts...It looks like it should.

Does it hurt to be constantly bleeding?

To always be poked and prodded by sharp thorns? To always have others dread looking at you?

...She wished she could take the pain away. She wished she could get the crown off, but...she doesn't know if she can.

"I-I'm sorry I can't look at you."

She always apologizes every time she visits, even when it's not her fault.

It's that underlying humanity still inside her. Her dad taught her that you should look at people when you talk to them. It's rude not to.

She certainly felt rude when she visited, and so this compulsion to apologize formed.

His answer dulls the light in her eyes ever so slightly.

No...it didn't matter, did it?

Because they certainly weren't...human anymore.

"...M-Maybe one day we can leave. When they...they fix whatever is...wrong with us..."

It's a wishful, but useless dream.

Even the most docile scps are kept in this place, locked up tight.

No one leaves the containment site.

Not unless it's in a body bag.

And even if they escape? Chances are, the organization will hunt them down like dogs. They never let an asset just go, especially not useful or dangerous ones like them.

"...I think it'd be fun to go to an amusement park. Like...Like Legoland. I liked Legoland when I went with my dad..."

[deadlydealz]

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it crushes what little is left of the thorned man's beating heart. there is a rush of desperation. not for him, but for the little one. he had seen many a creature inside this place. seen cemented statues that defy laws of logic by crying when exchanging visual contact, witnessed lizards that roared agonizingly when attempting approach, observed a doctor of the ancients clutch at his coat as he medically assessed him. there were hundreds of creatures. tens and tens of objects.

... but to be placed against a child ?

the anomaly had never felt the same respect toward any of the staff. even those whom had become trustworthy. they all allowed this to happen. just the thought brings a shadow of vengeance and undeniable loathing. a shaky exhale. the thorned man's cheeks grow weary. moist. tears fall.

in truth, the thorned man lacked recollection. every time mind saunters backward, reliving existence again, there is no remembrance. the first memory that flesh could grasp was the splintering, searing pain of scorched metal that latched to his forehead. he cried. and cried. wailed. and screamed. and cried. an energy would gather; bubbling and sorting around in a fever of dystopian destruction. it wasn't until a task force found his desolate body, tattered and vocal fried.

life has always been this prison. such a shame that those who commune had such little care for any ethical morality.

───────♠─────── " they ain't fixin' shit , kid . and i told ya to stop apologizing to me . " the scp's voice is risen, and it's strict. misinterpretation would welcome irritation. true understanding breeds a stern, fatherly order. a tough poke that offered a stark reminder to the truth.

fingers land on the deck. with a firm pull, they reveal an eight.

the thorned man lands on nineteen. wrist twirls, placing the drawn card next to the played. they push together, resting in awkward positions that don't ever communicate symmetry. it's simply tossed down apathetically, with a smack to the concrete as air splits apart from gravity.

───────♠─────── " i'm done drawin' . " an awkward pause. it lasts just seconds. yet to the guilt-ridden, battered thorned man, it felt like an eternal damnation to hell. was he hurting the child just from his tough exterior? a long sigh. lips part to speak again. " . . . goin' out to a carnival don't sound too bad . "

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[deadlydealz]

GIVE UP YOUR HONOR AND FAITH ! ! ! LIVE UP YOUR LIFE AS A WRAITH ! ! ! DIE IN THE BLOOD WHERE YOU BATHE ! ! !

──── WE MUST DO WHAT IT TAKES TO SURVIVE ! ! !

[deadlydealz]

DEEP DOWN . . . ────────────── you hide a reason for shame .

[deadlydealz]

leaving them feeling betrayed , breaking the bonds that you've made . there is ───────── NO PRICE ───────── we won't pay .

[deadlydealz]

DROWN in your sorrow && fears ! CHOKE on your blood && tears ! BLEED 'til you've run out of years !

────────────── we MUST do what it takes to SURVIVE .

[deadlydealz]

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‧˚꒰♤꒱༘‧— MUSE QUESTIONNAIRE﹒ ⛂⛃

FULL NAME : andre phillips . MONIKER : the savior . OCCUPATION : outwardly unemployed , in actuality a professional twenty one player . AGE : 34 . HEIGHT : 5 ' 10 " . GENDER : cis male . SEXUALITY : omnisexual with a HEAVY masc lean . CURRENT LOCATION : most likely at some casino practicing for the next underground death trap . if not , definitely at home helping his mom or anyone else around him that needs assistance . ETHNICITY : probably of some kind of european ancestry / culture . DATE OF BIRTH : genuinely haven't thought about it , but he is most likely a summer baby . PARENTS : mother ( alive / deceased depending on verse ) , father ( left mother when she was pregnant ) . SIBLING(S) : n / a . CHILD(REN) : i can see him donating sperm , so probably at least one or two that he does not know yet . RELATIONSHIP : hasn't really thought about love since his addiction continues to force him down to the underground ring . SPOKEN LANGUAGES : just english . RELIGION : strictly anti - religion . SCENT : probably some really cheap cologne that smells earthy / woody . if not that , probably some form of metal since he's a metalworker . or he can smell like blood . BODY TYPE : mesomorph ; extremely fit . andre exercises a lot to try and fight the constant boredom itch he has to seek thrill . if you see him exercising a lot , be afraid , it typically means he is trying his hardest to fight going back to the casino . EYES : darker , like a deep brown . TATTOOS : none , but he has thought about getting a spade since blackjack is his favorite card game . PIERCINGS : probably one singular , silver hoop on his right ear . SOCIAL MEDIA : unironically uses twitter to shit on conservatives / republicans / magats / capitalists with facts , sources , and proof . SMOKING : n / a . DRINKING : purely socially . HOBBIES : arts and crafts , specifically metal working is his favorite . he also really likes to cook . VIRGIN : most likely not , but i admittedly haven't really thought about it before . he definitely had sex with a man and loved it more , though . FAVORITE COLOR : definitely , undeniably black . FAVORITE DRINK : anything basic and earthy . black coffee . chocolate milkshake . FAVORITE FOOD : really crispy , crunchy french fries . FAVORITE MUSIC : definitely metal . probably korn , slipknot , and bands like them . CLOTHING STYLE : grunge ; anything black , grey , silver . this is my roblox avatar that he is based on .

TAGGING : anyone who wants to do it !! TAGGED BY : @thesickening , tysm !!

[deadlydealz]

i was today years old when i met somebody who waits until the fucking timer goes to zero in twenty one when each round takes like 45 seconds or smth

[deadlydealz]

‧˚꒰♤꒱༘‧— CHARACTER HEADCANON CREATOR . ⛂⛃

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YES : ✔ NO : ✘ MAYBE : 🂡

TAGGING : whoever wants to do it ! TAGGED BY : @fusionfall-adeline !

ANDRE PHILLIPS :

If someone they knew committed a crime, Andre Phillips would cover for them. ( 🂡 )

it would very much depend on who it is and what they did. andre has a lot of self hatred / guilt for continuously participating in the underground casino. he believes he is killing them and deliberately pretends to be jesus just to make them feel better, but in reality he does it to himself to mitigate the pain. he can never stop playing. if someone he loves hurt someone like he indirectly does, he would generally be against it lest they were doing some damage first. he is very pro-help.

If Andre Phillips likes someone, they will give them a pretty rock. ( ✘ )

no but only because he would probably craft them a steel knickknack of some sort. he would get to know them, get to know what they like and what's pretty to them. what their aesthetics are. if not that, he would cook for them. he loves creating things. making things.

Andre Phillips gets ready for Christmas way to early. ( ✘ )

andre phillips doesn't care about any holiday, not even his birthday. he doesn't feel any spirit for anything, not even halloween. the only reason he would ever celebrate is if the people he loves celebrates. then, he would do everything to help them set up and would buy all the supplies and food and everything. he is very anti-religious and against any institution. he hates money. he hates capitalism. he hates regulated holidays.

THE SAVIOR :

The Savior has fallen asleep at their desk while working in the middle of the night. ( ✘ )

the savior never sleeps. the blood keeps him up. the pain keeps him up. the guilt. the grief. he can't stop praying. he HAS to pray. pray for them. pray pray pray pray pray pray pray pray pray pray -----

The Savior is a horrible liar. ( ✘ )

the savior never lies - he knows you. he knows your moves. he studies all. eyes cast down to your cards, glazed over and as the blood drips down his head, you can see him smiling as he verbally affirms the exact hidden card you have. and as he realizes you are overdrawn, he clasps his hands together and prays for you, wishing you a peaceful afterlife as the saw heads toward you.

The Savior is a great artist. ( ✔ )

he has to be. who else made that crown? who else made him bleed? who else alleviates the guilt, the pain, the remorse, the tears that drop on his face as his countenance is the very last thing you see. as his head falls back as the saw tears you open, the crown glitters as the hanging lightbulb vibrates. jesus could never have made such an atrocious, blood-stained poison.