Full Name: Hal Davis
Pronunciation: N/A
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Appearance: Hal has a rather ruggish look, mainly because he's been living on the streets for roughly the past three years of his life. Besides the massive scar stretching from his eyebrow to his chin, he is actually rather handsome. He's been in many fights, mainly over food, and is covered in scores and scores of scars, but he likes them. He thinks they show his experience in battle. He has shaggy, medium brown hair that brushes against his collar, and rather odd eyes. One is cold blue colour that chills people when he glares, and the other is a harsh grey that screams authority at everyone. Hal has a permanent scowl on his face, and no one can remember him ever smiling. He's tall, easily 6'4, possibly taller, and his whole body is muscle
Personality: Hal is, to sum it up, a very unsocial person. He hates being in the company of people, and never makes small talk. If he does talk to you, it's because he needs or information or is planning something. He has many girls that want to date him, but he doesn't associate with any of them. Really, he doesn't associate with anyone, or anything. The most he will talk to anyone is when he wants to order something at a shop. He hates contact with living creatures. He's cold, calculating and not someone you want as an enemy, he holds grudges. And over the littlest things, too. When killing people, he'll do it the same way he does everything. With a straight face, quickly and efficiently, and with absolutely no emotion
Background: Even when Hal was little, he's always been quiet. He disliked socialising in any way, but now he downright despises it. When he was fourteen, his father died on a worksite, and his mother and himself were devastated. She turned to drugs to ease her pain, and she began to get abusive. Even though he could've easily overpowered her, Hal didn't have the heart to injure his own mother. His mother remarried, and his step-father was a drunk. Hal hated the man the second he lay eyes on him, and he slowly got more and more distant from the world, especially after the constant beatings from his step-father. One terrible day, when Hal was 16, his father attacked him and cut a long, deep gash on the left side of his face, right through his eye. Hal got so mad, and couldn't control the rage in him. So he fought back, and ended up accidentally killing the man, even though he felt absolutely no remorse over the death of a human being. Hal's mother arrived home a few hours after, and was absolutely shell-shocked at what her son had done. She gave him up for adoption straight away, her heart filled with rage at what he'd done. Unfortunately for Hal, no one wanted to adopt a virtually silent, moody 16 year old. Eventually, Hal just ran away from the orphanage. When he was 18, he found out that his mother had died of drug overdose. The odd thing was that he felt a sort of... Joy that she was finally gone out of the world, and couldn't hurt him anymore
Fears: He's a bit nervous around open flames, but no one could guess because he pushes past the fear around fire, and just looks the same as he always does. Stone cold and terrifying
Other:
because of the scar he received, Hal has a bit of trouble seeing out of his one blue eye. He can still see clearly out of the other eye, but the blue eye can't see very many details
He was at the carnival because he heard they were selling weapons there. Unfortunately for him, they were all fake
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Writer's Games: Carnival
ActionThirty people, one amusement park. When a malfunctioning technical issue occurs at Surfside Valley, thirty unlucky people are left there to attempt to escape. This, however, isn't like your average amusement park. With tricks around every corner, no...