Filip Deceuninck

Basic Info:

Player: guymcme

Position: Riot Control

Demeanor: Tired of everything and ready to fight with anything in his way to protect those in need.

Nature: Like the knights of old, looking for glory and fame at every opportunity, is willing to do anything as long as he gets the recognition for it. Is persuaded in an arguement by a single piece of proof, no matter how irrelevant.

Description: Caucasian, 1.69 m. Bulked body, black hairs covering his body except on the top of his head, totally bald. Wild, unkept beard. brown eyes. Blind in left eye. Likes to wear tabards whenever appropriate.


  • Physical Health: 7
  • Mental Health: 7
  • Physical Defense: 4
  • Mental Defense: 2
  • Perception: 2
  • Agility: 4
  • Strength: 4
  • Intimidation: 3
  • Melee: 4 (+2 from STR)
  • Ranged: 1
  • Survival: 4
  • Academics: 4
  • Science: 1
  • Engineering: 1
  • Medical: 2
  • Pilgrim: 4. A fanatic of everything that has to do with the crusades of old, going so far to embark on his own crusade to the "Holy Land", he has gained the modern equivalent of a divine favor. (+1 to ALL attributes when facing unholy creatures)
  • Reinforced: 3. After having worn armor of all kind for the better part of his life and knowing almost all there is about it, it's almost turned into a second skin of his with the skills to even turn it into a third. (+2 PDEF when wearing armor)
  • Improv Tactician: 3. If you study as much about the wars of old as possible, and then even partake in some local riots, eventually you'll learn be able make up some unique moves that'll be able to get you from outnumbered and unaware to back on top. (+1 to AGIL and STR when outnumbered or ambushed)
  • Highschool Baseball 2. Swinging a bat is like riding a bike, kinda. Atleast you definitely learned how to handle a baton. (+1 to STR when handling a bat-like object)


  • Side-Handle Baton
  • Canteen
  • Old Police Badge


List everything your character keeps in their room at Site-77. Anything that's not listed here or in the sections above will be difficult for the character to retrieve.

  • His first riot shield
  • Authentic arming sword

Personal History:

It all started in the capital city of Netherlands, Amsterdam. 1927. Filip was a single child born into a catholic family consisting of a highschool history teacher mother and police officer father. The upbringing went well enough save for the fact that hormones were surfacing around the same time that Hitler was. Having to hide out during the war while his father was out there fighting the good fight on the streets, the only real relaxation and escape he found was in the books his mother uses to homeschool him. The stories of honor and glory, the songs of the great bards, the arts of war. It was this during this time of boredom and fear that Filip realised what he wanted to do.

Make his ancestors proud.

It seemed simple enough, considering that all it took to be famed in that time was protect the weak and go on a pilgrimage to proof your faith was true. And damn was his faith true, what with all the nonbelievers being murdered. Ah yes, a forgotten detail, Filip's dad was a nazi sympathizer, putting all the more pressure on, in his fathers words, "making the past proud".

When the damn war was finally over, Filip followed up on his fathers request by starting with his most recent past, his father himself, by following in his footsteps. By becoming a police officer. But that wasn't enough due to the romanticized views of his old books about the medieval times. A knight in shining armor protecting the weak is what he wanted to do. And that's what he became, or atleast, the modern equivalent of it. Riot police. He reached his first goal as 20 of his years flew by

After that, he worked his way up the family tree to make the past proud. Next up on the life-plan, The pilgrimage he wanted to do ever since he read about it. 1954, the year he finally had enough of bashing civilian skulls in because they got too close to his shield. The same year he quit his job and threw away nearly all his possessions to truly become a pilgrim of old. And so he was, nothing on him save for his old, bloodstained riot shield, some simple clothes and his trusty body armor.
The path ahead of him would take him to nearly all of europe without a way out, once he begun, there was no way back. But he didn't care, "the end justify the means" he told himself. Of course, being in the wild with some small towns spread about, none of the residents he could communicate with to ask for a bed, teaches you a thing or two about the world around you, such as what trees are infested with insects and what the safest branch to sleep on is. 4 years it took him to finally reach the "holy land".
Unbeknownst to him, he was about to lay his eyes not on a divine spirit, no, the opposite of that. A demon. A badly hurt demon running away from an SCP-Capture team, straight towards Filip. Thinking this was some test of God to see if his faith was true, he closed his eyes and swung his shield towards the wounded evil and heard a solid crack. When he opened his eyes again the demon was lying on the ground, presumably dead. As he looked up to the heavens to prove his faith was true, the capture team was approaching fast. Imagine what they must've tought as this stinking homeless man with a riot shield just took down a demon.

"Nice job, hobo" the leader of the squad said while he was internally debating whether or not to recruit the "hero". But hey, someone with a story and skills like these is hard to pass up in a world like this.


  • English
  • Dutch


Loves to use comparisons that barely make any sense.
Would rather lose in a discussion than have to partake in one.

XP: 0

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