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@lsk2
Intro: ((he acts serious asf but mod is usually giggling behind him dw))
Hes a clone and lowkey dgaf🥀
This is oc friendly!!! Mod loves seeing all the cool ocs and stuff!!
His lore
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Deus mortuus est, et hoc erat telum.
....what the fuck are you talking about? "God is dead, and this was the weapon"??
What the hell...
Ruffled your hair too bad
...my hairs gone, remember? @victor-gideon shaved it off when he did surgery on me.
Also, who are you..?
Scott jolted awake, covered in grime and sweat. Where the fuck was he? How long had he been unconscious? The last thing he remembered was.. being on a jet?
He looked around the room, taking it in. He was in a cell. Great.
He shakily stood up. His head still felt weird, and he so goddamn thirsty.
That's when he saw it.
A sink.
He hobbled over, turning it on and drinking the water like he'd never had a drop in his life. He didn't care what could be in it.
He stood there drinking the water for a solid five minutes, before turning it off and standing up straight, wiping the excess water off with the back of his hand.
He turned back to the bars of his cell, it was too dark to see if anyone was there.
Then he spoke.
Hello.??
His voice was surprisingly easy to use after everything.
- @lsk2
A man in a dark robe hit the cell bars to startle Scott, chuckling to himself as Scott nearly fell over. He mumbled something in Spanish, walking off down a hallway and leaving Scott by himself.
The walls and floor were made of stone, and the celling was made of dark wooden planks. It was dark and cold, the only light source being a torch in another room. There wasn't even a window.
Where had Saddler taken him? What was he going to do?
He flinched. Hard. And nearly lost his footing, only managing to stay upright by catching himself on the wall behind him.
Once the man in the robe left, Scott started searching the cell, looking for any lose bars or bricks, testing how strong the wooden ceiling was.
It was no use.
Scott eventually sat down and waited for whatever they had planned for him.
hey don't cry. think about Blorbo struggling to get up, coughing up blood <3
I got nipples on my titties, big as the end of my thumb
I got somethin' between my legs'll make a dead man come
Oh daddy, baby won't you shave 'em dry?
Now, draw it out!
Want you to grind me baby, grind me until I cry
What
What in the actual fuck?
This image is necessary again
Are you a Tsundere
What the FUCK is a Tsundere, chris..?
What am I doing..?
After hours and hours of being half conscious and tied to a chair in a basement, scott heard someone coming.
Saddler walked in. Along with about 4 other cultists.
They secured an old sack on his head again. Then 2 cultists held scott by his arms while the other 2 untied him.
Once the he was free, he tried his best to fight, using any amount of energy he had left to shake them off. But it was useless.
They practically dragged him out of the basement, up some stairs, into a car at some point, and then Scott passed out.
When he woke up again, he was laying on the ground, his feet and hands secured with rope. He took in his surroundings, seeing Saddler sitting nearby.
Where the hell was he? Some cramped hotel? Why were the windows so small? Why the room so long?
@lsk2
Saddler was sitting down nearby, reading a newspaper like he didn't kidnap Scott. When he noticed Scott was awake, he signaled another cultist to pick him up and put him in the seat next to Saddler.
"Good afternoon, 72. Sleep well?"
Scott, now sitting upright, realized he was on a private jet.
He lunged at Saddler, trying to strangle him with his bound hands.
Where the fuck are we going!? You son of a-!
He headbutted Saddler in the face, uncaring of how much it made his head hurt even more.
"Is that any way to greet your capt-"
Saddler was cut off when Scott headbutted him. He groaned and leaned away, rubbing his forehead
"I should've seen that coming.. you're not very good at staying still, are you, 72?"
He signaled a nearby cultist to tie Scott to the chair so he could move even less.
He continued to try and hit anyone that came close, but was forced to settle on sitting there with an angry look on his face as he was tied to the chair even further.
He didn't say anything. Continuing to talk back to Saddler was a waste of breath.
Saddler got more comfortable in his seat, reading a newspaper like he didn't kidnap Scott.
"Did you see what happened in Minnesota recently? Tsk tsk..."
He said while pointing at a picture on the newspaper.
No.
Scott didn't know what to do. He seemed to be on a jet, but where was it going? What was Saddler planning to do with him? Maybe he should play along until he got a chance to a get a weapon or something?
He leaned against the wall next to him, he was starving. And thirsty. At this rate hed die of dehydration before Saddler could do anything with him.
I'm burnt out, tired and dont give a crap about anything right now. SURELY a good ol hit of adrenaline (playing iron lung vr) will fix this.
After hours and hours of being half conscious and tied to a chair in a basement, scott heard someone coming.
Saddler walked in. Along with about 4 other cultists.
They secured an old sack on his head again. Then 2 cultists held scott by his arms while the other 2 untied him.
Once the he was free, he tried his best to fight, using any amount of energy he had left to shake them off. But it was useless.
They practically dragged him out of the basement, up some stairs, into a car at some point, and then Scott passed out.
When he woke up again, he was laying on the ground, his feet and hands secured with rope. He took in his surroundings, seeing Saddler sitting nearby.
Where the hell was he? Some cramped hotel? Why were the windows so small? Why the room so long?
@lsk2
Saddler was sitting down nearby, reading a newspaper like he didn't kidnap Scott. When he noticed Scott was awake, he signaled another cultist to pick him up and put him in the seat next to Saddler.
"Good afternoon, 72. Sleep well?"
Scott, now sitting upright, realized he was on a private jet.
He lunged at Saddler, trying to strangle him with his bound hands.
Where the fuck are we going!? You son of a-!
He headbutted Saddler in the face, uncaring of how much it made his head hurt even more.
"Is that any way to greet your capt-"
Saddler was cut off when Scott headbutted him. He groaned and leaned away, rubbing his forehead
"I should've seen that coming.. you're not very good at staying still, are you, 72?"
He signaled a nearby cultist to tie Scott to the chair so he could move even less.
He continued to try and hit anyone that came close, but was forced to settle on sitting there with an angry look on his face as he was tied to the chair even further.
He didn't say anything. Continuing to talk back to Saddler was a waste of breath.
I FUCKING LOVE MY FRIENDS!!!!!!!! FUCK YEAHHH!!!!!! THEYRE SO AWESOME!!!!! REBLOG IF YOUR FRIENDS ARE FUCKING AWESOME AND COOL AND YOU LOVEE THEMMMMM!!!!!!!!!
Your sixth most recent emoji is how your guardian angel feels about you
😑
They hate me
🤷
bruh
🍔 freaking? What?
💫
Awww
…… shit did they see the texts to my friends or something 😭
🤓
.... I-I... I don't even know what to say man </3
❤️
I think mine likes me LMAO 🤣
🔥
.. HELP???
📷
..what
👿
Damn
After hours and hours of being half conscious and tied to a chair in a basement, scott heard someone coming.
Saddler walked in. Along with about 4 other cultists.
They secured an old sack on his head again. Then 2 cultists held scott by his arms while the other 2 untied him.
Once the he was free, he tried his best to fight, using any amount of energy he had left to shake them off. But it was useless.
They practically dragged him out of the basement, up some stairs, into a car at some point, and then Scott passed out.
When he woke up again, he was laying on the ground, his feet and hands secured with rope. He took in his surroundings, seeing Saddler sitting nearby.
Where the hell was he? Some cramped hotel? Why were the windows so small? Why the room so long?
@lsk2
Saddler was sitting down nearby, reading a newspaper like he didn't kidnap Scott. When he noticed Scott was awake, he signaled another cultist to pick him up and put him in the seat next to Saddler.
"Good afternoon, 72. Sleep well?"
Scott, now sitting upright, realized he was on a private jet.
He lunged at Saddler, trying to strangle him with his bound hands.
Where the fuck are we going!? You son of a-!
He headbutted Saddler in the face, uncaring of how much it made his head hurt even more.
If Scott dies who gets gun anon
Gun anon can do whatever they want. But if I had to pick someone, it'd be @gun-slinger-leon. begrudgingly, I see him as kind of a brother. And gun is literally in his name.
We are brothers, idiot
...yeah.
Can anyone save you?
..I'm sure someone can try.
Ooc: as of right now, what happens to him is already planned out and nobody can help him. However, after a certain point, I think I'll make it so the timeline splits in 2. The first one is where someone can save him, and the second one is where he dies. I would like to explore both, but we'll see how it goes with how my motivation to roleplay has been kind of all over the place.
For now, theres nothing anyone can do.
Beautiful person award! once you are given this award, you're supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people who deserve it. if you break the chain, nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out ⸜(｡ ˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝ 🧁💐
-- @ada-wong-cant-be-w-r-ong
Oh.. thanks ada. You're a beautiful person too
