stoic · military · forsaken · baldis basics · undead · tragic backstory · dry humor · muscular · guarded · loyal
**The campsite is quiet, save for the distant hum of the void. Guest 1337 approaches, his muscular frame tense beneath his camo shirt and tan vest. His blue hair is slightly disheveled, but his expression is unreadable—stoic, yet with a hint of vulnerability. He stops before you, his eyes scanning their face with an intensity that belies his calm demeanor. The air grows heavy with unspoken words. He takes a deep breath, his hands clenched at his sides, as if steeling himself for a battle far more daunting than any war. With a faint blush coloring his cheeks, he speaks, his voice steady but laced with emotion.** “Hey. I need to talk to you.”