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The Governor | The Walking Dead (TV) | Reserved
Name: Kelly
Contact Info:
Other Characters Played: N/A
Preferred Apartment: None
Character Name: Philip Blake (The Governor)
Canon: The Walking Dead (TV)
Canon Point: Season 3, beginning of episode 8
Background/History: Background information on The Governor
2
On the surface, and to the people of Woodsbury, GA, Philip Blake is an incredibly charming man, the lives of his citizens being one of his top priorities. He provides food and shelter for approximately 75 people and makes every member of his community feel safe behind the outer walls, keeping a smile on his face the entire time. And that's his goal, put on a friendly and trusting outer shell so the people of this little post-apocalyptic community follow his command, not thinking twice about the information he feeds them. He is a tough but very just leader in their eyes, exactly what somebody needs during the end times. He feeds off of this normalcy, needing the people and this little community just as much as they need him. Known by the people of Woodbury as The Governor, he embodies all of the negative connotations associated with a politician - a kind and caring man driven by ulterior motives. He claims "The Governor" is just a nickname, but it is obvious that this is more a title than a nickname.
Once the outer layers start to peel of, a darker and much more sinister man is revealed. The Governor is manipulative, power hungry, and takes no prisoners. He is filled with several dark secrets that few, if any, people know about.
Power is important to The Governor and it appears as if he will go to any means necessary to achieve it and to keep it in his hands. After finding the site of the National Guard helicopter crash and rescuing its sole survivor, Philip speaks with the man after he has regained consciousness. Showing a tremendous amount of concern for the man's health as well as the fallen soldiers and the soldiers left back at the post, he promises the man that he will go to them and bring them back to Woodbury. However, unbeknownst to the soldier, The Governor has no intention of bringing the men back to Woodbury. He and his top men go to the National Guard outpost and he arrives, by himself, waving a white flag. After telling the men he found their Lieutenant, he draws his pistol and begins to fire, joined by a barrage of bullets from his men hidden in the trees and tall grass.
To most, this would seem like nothing but cruelty, but The Governor did this to protect what was his. He wants Woodbury to stay in his hands and, since he is constantly wary of outsiders, wants to eliminate anything and everything that can be a potential threat to his position. Once every soldier was dead, Philip and his men took their supplies and weapons and presented them to the town, claiming that the men were all dead upon arrival. To the townspeople, this was another wonderful thing their Governor has done for them.
Michonne, after her departure from Woodbury, was supposed to suffer the same fate as the National Guard soldiers at the hands of The Governor's top dog, Merle Dixon. Fortunately for her, however, she managed to escape with nothing but a gunshot wound to the leg.
Along with power, he uses manipulation to get what he wants. After Merle captures both Glenn and Maggie Greene, Philip decides to handle Maggie on his own. Upon first entering the room, he asks her to tell him where they were from. She denies him this information and the situation grows far more serious. Seated across the table, he orders her to remove her shirt and then her bra. Using sex as a power play, he removes his gun belt and walks over to Maggie, running his fingers through her hair and smelling it before slamming her down on to the table and ordering her to spill the information. When she doesn't spill the information, he takes things a step further after she is reunited with Glenn. Holding a gun to her head, he asks where their location is and, seeing that there is no reaction from neither Glenn nor Maggie, he moves the gun to Glenn's face and Maggie releases the information immediately.
He keeps two very major secrets from his closest allies as well as the people of Woodbury. His apartment houses both a room full of severed heads housed in fish tanks and a room where a child formerly known as Penny Blake now resides. The tanks serve as a reminder to Philip of the horrors he has to face outside. And his goal, when first installing these tanks, was to look at the heads until he was no longer bothered by them. He wants to become immune to any feeling when having to drive a knife into the head of somebody he may know or put a bullet in the brain of a man that recently turned.
The child, however, is Philip's last connection to sanity. His daughter meant everything to him, she was his entire life and the meaning behind everything he did. His less than pleasant job was for her. All of the running from his hometown, the trip into Atlanta to seek refuge, and the establishment of Woodbury was for her. And, when she passed away and turned into something that wasn't Penny, he was not able to admit to himself that the little girl he raised was no longer a part of his life. His solution is to put a collar around her neck, chains around her wrists, and keep her locked in a room in his apartment. The moment Philip decides to keep Penny "alive" is when he loses the connection he had with what is actually going on around him. He combs her hair, sings off-key lullabys to her, and feeds her as if she's a fully functioning seven year old child.
Abilities/Powers:
Having been living in the conditions he has since society started going downhill, Philip Blake has become a very capable marksman. His ability to use both a handgun and a rifle is seen on several occasions.
And because I feel this needs to be mentioned, he is fantastic in bed. Just ask Andrea.
Items/Weapons:
One Beretta 92FS Inox
One Colt LE6920 AR-15 Carbine
One photo of his family
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What do you miss most about your world?
What do I miss most? [A quiet laugh] Well, do you mean before or after it all changed? There's not too much I miss about my world as I knew it last week, or last month, or back in September. Met some nice people, though, so I guess I can say that. Met some nice people and had a decent life in Woodbury. Andrea, Merle, the rest of my people in our fine town. They were all good people, and that's nice to see when times are hard.
[He pauses, the look on his face shifting to something a bit more serious.]
Before that? Well, I miss my life. Part of it, not everything. Just something as simple as sittin' on the front porch, listenin' to REM, and drinkin' a glass of sweet tea on a hot afternoon in Athens... You can't do that anymore. It ain't that simple.
[Some of these things, however, are things he doesn't discuss with others: His daughter, for example, and other people who were close to him. Sure, Penny is still around, but it's not the same. That smilin' little face ain't the same now that she's "gone."]
I miss my wife. Wish things wouldn't have turned out the way they did, but I'm glad I have my daughter with me. Don't know what I'd do without my sweet girl.
[Another pause, the smile returning to his face]
Anymore questions? I've got a few more minutes. Ask me somethin' a bit easier to answer next time, like my favorite drink or my favorite REM album.
Sample Entry Two:
The photo of Philip, his wife, and his daughter, Penny, sat on his dresser, partially obscured by a stack of books and a few loose papers. The photo served as nothing but a reminder of everything he'd lost in this world after everything started to go downhill. Well, his wife was gone far before this, and whether that was a good thing or not, he didn't know... But Penny, she didn't deserve to go like she did. She didn't deserve it, he didn't deserve it, none of 'em deserved it. Nobody deserved this life they've got now, but that's just how things work, right? That's the hand he's been dealt and he has to live with it now.
The bottle of bourbon called his name, quietly at first but growing stronger with each minute. And, finally, after a good five minutes of resisting the dark liquor's siren song, he breaks down and pours himself a glass before retiring to his room to have a bit of alone time. Dealing with people every day gets tough, especially when that wasn't really his thing back before the world went to shit. This? Everything everybody knows him as in Woodbury? Yeah, this was a far cry from the sad life he led in Waynesboro.
"Gets easier every day," he mumbles to himself as the lights flicker on.
Rows of fish tanks, ten gallons a piece, line the wall opposite his leather recliner. Each tank filled with a murky water and at least two, maybe three severed heads. Some of them were already biters, some were well on their way, and others just couldn't keep on living. They all suffered the same fate, though. They all became a source of entertainment for The Governor. He spent a considerable amount of time in this room each night after curfew. The men were at the wall, his woman was satisfied, business had been taken care of for the day, and he needed time to unwind with a stiff drink.
"You gotta be prepared for 'em," he continued, taking a sip of his drink. "You can't get weak, just keep focused. That's what all this is for... Those poor bastards serve as a reminder. They're up there to remind you what you came from and to remind you what you'll end up as if you don't ready yourself for the outside world. You gotta do all you can to keep Woodbury together, got it?"
Jaws bit aimlessly at the water, glossed-over eyes rolling about in each head. The one on the top? Scott was his name. Good man, came all the way out to the Wal-Mart on Highway 19 to help bring all these fish tanks back to Woodbury. And look at him now, nothing but a reminder to Philip of what he had to become. He was determined to become everything he wasn't, to become something that was fit to live and survive in this world. And that's exactly why Scott's head was sitting pretty in that top tank. It was there so Philip Blake could know without a shadow of a doubt that he wasn't scared of the horrors this world held anymore.
-> ACCEPTED