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As you stand beside a small creek, you can hear the wind whistling through the bare bones of branches surrounding you...

It's starting to get dark and you're starting to lose hope...

Shuddering, you pull out the photos that brought you here in the first place....

Name: Hamlet K-M (Kristiansen-Mulin)
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Orientation: Undetermined
Place of Origin: R-001

Primary Class: Scout
Secondary Class: Intelligence
Traits:
Neutral - Team Leader
Primary - Nick of Time / High Morale / The Dazzling Distraction / Last Stand
Secondary - None

I think it's getting colder...

- A Self Made Journal/Book of Shadows
- Necklace with screws and a piece of pop can with the initial ‘S’ carved into it
- Salt
- A switchblade
- 3 Broken Watches
- A Hand Drawn Map
- 1 Compass
- 2 Sheets of plastic that act as tents + bedding

- A Self-Taught Cartographer
- Deep understanding of fauna/flora
- Vast knowledge of Cryptoids
- Great at making Shadow Puppets with his hands (a true talent)

FACTS:
- Tends to not swear unless things are really not looking good
- Great at tying knots, bad at tying shoelaces
- Has deep self-made naturalistic-spiritual like views
- Believes he can see omens/auras/speak to those who have passed
- Huge crush on the Mothman it’s ridiculous
- Can’t sleep unless he is surrounded by a circle of salt
- TECHNICALLY needs glasses… but doesn’t have any.
- Always happy to share a jacket or sweater or shirt when needed

  • Flower Pressing

  • Journalling

  • Creating Stories

  • Sketching/Doodling

  • Hiking/Exploring

  • Spending time with loved ones

  • Glow in the dark anything

  • Acts of violence/malice

  • Getting low on supplies

  • The sound of grinding metal

  • Cold Temperatures

  • Large Crowds

  • Hunting for Food... (He would rather just live off of berries and become a vegan if he could)

  • Having holes in his socks or shoes!

+Friendly | +Trusting | +Grounded | +Loving | = Resilient | = Unflappable | - Passive | - Prudish | - Easily Distracted | -ObsessiveHamlet is the type of guy who watches MOJO Top 10 - Poltergyst Caught On Camera till 2am and freaks himself in a normal setting. He is a gentle, caring, and spiritual person who has beliefs in no concrete religion except one he made for himself for the purposes of survival and hope. He’s the person who would step in front of a bullet for a stranger or always donate to those less fortunate than him. Truly just a deep, empathetic, individual with only good intentions at heart.Due to having to grow up quick and fast, Hamlet has also learned that in the toughest of times, sometimes breaking his own morals is a must in order to provide for those he loves. Learning the hard way that not everyone is so kind-spirited, Hamlet tries to forever give the benefit of the doubt until proven guilty, but can be slightly paranoid and stern with strangers who act suspicious. Overall though… to avoid conflict Hamlet is passive and cordial.With his lack of interactions with other people (besides his brother), Hamlet is easily flustered when changing in public or sharing intimate spaces with others. Further, his daydreaming behaviour has him susceptible to getting distracted or getting on tangents that add nothing to anything.

Extremely ritualistic and spiritual
Superstitious
Hoarding Tendencies
Consistantly gives others the benefit of the doubt, even to his own detriment
Seems to be against any sorts of acts of violence unless necessary
Tendency to ignore/forget traumatic/life altering events, or minimize catastrophes for self-preservation due to a potential fear of change/acceptance

Height: 5’11” | 180cm
Hair Colour: Brown
Eye Colour: Hazel
Blood type: O+

Surface Analysis:
Male with freckles over his cheeks and the rest of his body minus torso, two upper piercings & 1 lower piercing on both ears, has an eye-ball tattoo on both forearms, and riddled with scarring the most prominent being on his upper chest and lower hip.

“If you close one eye and turn your head to the side, it sort of looks like a rabbit-”

Mildly Near-sighted
Deep claw-like jagged scarring over right pectoral Muscle
Deep claw-like jagged scarring over left hip/abdomen
Missing half of his right ring finger
Miscelaneous bites/scratches

"Dad... Papa... If you're getting this I just wanted to let you know that-"

The wind is starting to pick up again...

TL/DR:
> Hamlet’s lil compound blew up at the age of 15 where he lived with his two dads and Sil’s family
> Off he goes surviving the wilderness and raising Sil. Miracle he didn’t die!
> Oh wait he did almost die that one time when he was in his 20’s… But Sil saved him, thanks lil bro!
> Currently residing in Vulcan (till termination), still in the search for their parents or any living relatives of their community, even if it's been 13 years.----------------------------------------------
FULL HISTORY
TW: Death
Growing up in a small commune that was nestled along the cliff sides, Sil’s mother asked Hamlet to go fetch her son for him. As Sil’s designated babysitter, how could he say no! So with a shout to his two fathers that he would be right back, out Hamlet went hunting down the sneaky toddler named Sil.…..The flames were taller than Hamlet when he returned back to the compound. Charring the red rock black as he could listen to the inward caving of what used to be their home.He could feel the heat lick his cheeks as he held Sil protectively to his chest. Hamlet - the age of 15 and Sil - the age of 5.
Everything was gone, whatever small quaint refuge they had was gone….
But he didn’t think about it. Even with the tears streaming down to his chin, telling Sil not to look as he hugged him tightly and searched for a message from his parents amongst the rubble, or remains… anything…. nothing to be found.And hence started their journey for a sanctuary and to find out what happened or where their parents were (if they had managed to escape)… Fending for themselves, and fighting the forces that came at them. A quick start so sudden, Hamlet still found it hard to believe.….Years they were on the road. Jumping from one place to the next. Hiding. Laughing. Starving. Years and years of constant survival, but, sharing a bond between now-proclaimed brothers, even if they had no blood relations.It was a trial of learning about human nature, creating hope, and trying to make the best out of the worse…. The absolute last thing he wanted was to grieve or show any sort of weakness to the kid that he was to raise. No… He wanted to be the rock. Someone Sil could grow up to admire and trust….They had gone through some trying times together. Navigating difficult situations and every corner through the years. Most notable was Sil saving his life after a bad run-in with a G-Sabre-347.….One of the largest reasons for their settlement hopping was because Hamlet is still convinced their families are still out there. Even after years and years… He fears staying in one spot for too long in case he’ll miss them somewhere else.This leads us to Vulcan, where they have currently been there for just over a month.But we all know Vulcan ain't gonna last here too long.TO BE CONTINUED

Discord ID: casper#2222
Relevant social media ID: caspore_ @instagram/twitter or creamyteeth @DA
Preferred Name: Casper
Pronouns: she/they
RP Style Preferences: Lit/Paragraph or Script
Triggers: :heythere: I’m very chillax
Fun facts: Crocs are still cool
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RP EXAMPLE - ‘Reassignment’
Hamlet jumped at the sound of the thunk emanating from below the skeletal machine. It made him wince at just the thought of the pain the other must be in….“Jeez, I’m sorry myself! How’s that head of yours…?” Smiling awkwardly, he leans down to offer the man he had been assigned to help a hand up.“I mean if you’d rather work on this than be in the watchtower, I don’t mind covering for you!” Hamlet tacks on with a wink, before rethinking the wink, and embarrassingly looks up at the ceiling. Were winks cool? Or were they sort of stupid and cringe-worthy? Hopefully… Benji would be kind enough or too distracted to care.With raised brows he takes the sheet of paper with the assignment- Which… Looked… sort of above his level here but hey! If he could repair sunglasses with duct tape, who’s to say he couldn’t build a machine? Haha! … … Oh no...“You got it champ! And I look FORWARD TO WORKING WITH YOU DARIEN!” He calls back as well when there was a distant ‘what’, causing Hamlet to grin and give Benji two big thumbs up! Everything was under control!Totally!