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[h3][b][color=#43CD80]"[i]It is far better to be alone, than to be in bad company."[/i][/color][/b][/h3] - [b]G E O R G E  W A S H I N G T O N[/b][hr][hr]
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[color=#43CD80]║ Name ║[/color]
[indent]Hunter Jack Emerson.[/indent][indent][indent]👉 [sub]The unfortunate nickname that his father began to call him when he was a kid, mainly to piss him off. Unluckily enough, Hunter’s childhood friends found out. Hunter is known by Honey by almost everyone now, much to his chagrin. He has long since stopped fighting the nickname.[/sub][/indent][/indent]

[color=#43CD80]║ Birthday & Age ║[/color]
[indent]29 February 1999. Seventeen. [sub]Actually five.[/sub][/indent]

[color=#43CD80]║ Gender & Sexual Orientation ║[/color]
[indent]Cisgender Male. Bisexual.[/indent]

[color=#43CD80]║ Other Labels ║[/color]
[indent]Southerner. Liberal. Atheist. Lonewolf. [sub]Awoo![/sub][/indent]

[color=#43CD80]║ Occupation ║[/color]
[indent]Waiter at The Diner. [sub]Boo.[/sub][/indent]

[color=#43CD80]║ Appearance ║[/color]
[indent]‘Honey doesn’t look like a Hunter, but Hunter sure does look like a Honey.’ The stupid sentence was something that has followed Honey around his entire life – at this point, it’s become his father’s favorite proverb. The meaning is quite simple of said proverb: Honey doesn’t look like a burly hunter with a rifle, but he does look like a sweet-faced boyish child. His dad first coined the term when Honey hit the ripe age of [i]three[/i]. At the age of three years old, it has become crystal clear to the Emerson father that his son was impossibly and perpetually a [i]baby face[/i]. Something that Honey has cursed the heavens for everyday of his life.

Honey’s jaw might have been sharp and masculine if it wasn’t for the everlasting baby chub sitting on his cheeks, rounding his face ever so slightly. He’s attempted on multiple times to grow slight stubble and fuzz, even went so far as trying a full thick beard, but it only served to make him look like a child trying to be a grandpa. Added to his baby face, Honey’s ridiculously young-looking appearance is only emphasized by his wide, innocuous eyes that have a natural glistening quality to it. Of course, the thing that works against him the most – what the fates have cursed him with – is his short height of five foot seven. In order to compensate for his height, Honey has gained some muscle in order to look at least a little bit intimidating. The only mature thing about Honey is the natural arrogant lilt of his smirk.

When it comes to Honey’s clothes, he doesn’t seem to try that hard in dressing. He usually wears dark colored jeans, sometimes with rips, and t-shirts – his favorite t-shirts being white – with a hoodie on top. Though his wardrobe changes, the thing that stays the same every time is that he always wears his favorite timberlands – he’s never seen without them, unless you count when he sleeps at night.
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[/center][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Juxr9PIc2pE][color=#CD4390][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent]"This is a black, black ski mask song[indent]So put all of your anger on[/indent][indent][indent]In the truly gruesome do we trust[/indent][/indent][indent][indent][indent]I will always land on you like a sucker [indent]punch"[/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/color][/url][hr][hr][center][img]http://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjYwLmE0Mzc2MC5RWFFnUm1seWMzUWdSMnhoYm1ObC4wAAAAAA,,/a-sensible-armadillo.regular.png[/img][/center]
[color=#43CD80]║ Personality ║[/color] 
[indent][color=#CD4390]The Positive:[/color]
[list]
[*] Independent.
[*] Altruistic.
[*] Spontaneous.
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[indent][color=#CD4390]The Negative:[/color]
[list]
[*] Anti-social.
[*] Volatile.
[*] Socially awkward.
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[indent][color=#CD4390]What You See:[/color]
[indent]Honey doesn’t like people. It’s not because he has a personal vendetta against them or anything – he just feels uncomfortable around other people. He’s socially inept when dealing with others and has a hard time communicating what he thinks on a subject or how he would react in a situation. Because of this, he tends to be quiet and reclusive when in conversations, preferring to nod his head and keep his mouth stuffed so no one can ask him a question. Because of his awkwardness, Honey is rather shy and will never initiate a conversation with someone else. Instead, he prefers to watch from the sidelines rather than participate – therefore, speaking in front of people, talking to other people, and being dragged into crowds are the bane of his existence. His social ineptitude doesn’t stop at friendly conversation, either. Honey has no idea how to approach someone he is likes. When it comes to flirting, Honey would rather set himself on fire because he simply does not know how. Furthermore, Honey cannot recognize when someone is flirting with him, either, and is rather oblivious to other people. He struggles with reading other people’s emotions, especially when it comes to romantic interest in him.

Honey is unsure of what came first – his social awkwardness or is preference for solitude. Did he become solitary because he was socially awkward or did he become socially awkward because he was solitary? It’s the chicken and the egg all over again. Either way, it remains that Honey is a lone wolf. He likes to spend his days alone, either reading in his room or in the woods walking and hunting. Honey goes at lengths to avoid people – this isn’t to say that he doesn’t have friends, he has plenty of friends…internet friends. Internet friends give him the social interaction he needs and the time to himself that he needs. Plus, if he does something embarrassing, all he has to do is change his username and dump them unceremoniously: problem solved. Maybe it’s because of his nonattachment to others that he isn’t the most loyal. Not that Honey goes out of his way to gossip and betray friends, but he dumps his friends too suddenly and is easily coerced into gabbing (though he doesn’t mean to and doesn’t think that what he is doing at the moment is wrong, but it has its backlashes).

Despite all of these things, Honey has a cruel image. Because of his inherited bad temper, Honey snaps easily and is prone to fights. He has a hard time reigning it in and controlling himself and has sent people to hospitals before with broken noses and has gone to the hospital as well for broken knuckles. When he is angry, Honey is unreasonable and just wants to hurt someone for whatever reason, thinking it will make him feel better (though it rarely does). 

Of note, he’s also a sarcastic little shit.[/indent][/indent]

[indent][color=#CD4390]What I Know:[/color]
[indent]Many would suspect, considering his shy and conservative nature, that Honey follows the rules. Well, he actually has a rebellious streak, believe it or not. Honey enjoys living spontaneously and sometimes gets the urge at night to sneak out and drink, or break into school at night out of curiosity, or spray paint a building for the sheer fun of it. In this way, he’s much of a thrill-seeker and likes to live on the edge. But Honey is not a rebel without a cause. Much of his more daunting law-breaking is mostly linked to his activist personality. Perhaps he had gotten it from his mother, but Honey is a very concerned citizen about the environment and political issues. He even likes to spend his time at rallies and can spend hours signing petitions. Honey is always advocating against deforestation, littering, pollution, animal cruelty, and even supports some social-political issues like gun laws, marriage for all, and of the like.

Due to his anger issues, people often don’t see his incredibly kind nature. Honey is selfless in that he rescues kittens from trees and kids from getting run over by cars; he has no problem giving his only dollar to a homeless man or walking a woman to her car when she feels unsafe.

Above all of his attributes, there is one thing that remains incredibly important to Honey (even more important than the ecosystem) and that is independence. Honey values his freedom above everything else and would rather die than have that taken away from him. Perhaps that’s why he avoids people, because he doesn’t like to be bound by societal standards (though he still is) or maybe because he doesn’t want to have to be polite when he doesn’t want to be. Honey is very independent and likes to live his life how he chooses – whether that be drugs and alcohol or straight-A’s and college scholarships. It’s because of this independency that Honey struggles to ask for help and would much rather fix the problem on his own, as to avoid having to settle it in a way that he does not want to.[/indent][/indent]
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[center]"[color=#43CD80]I hate quotes.[/color]" - [color=lightgray]Hunter J. Emerson.[/color][/center][hr][hr][center][img]http://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjYwLmE0Mzc2MC5UMlptSUhSb1pTQlNaV052Y21RLC4wAAAAAAAAAA,,/a-sensible-armadillo.regular.png[/img][/center]

[color=#43CD80]║ My Dreams ║[/color]
[indent]To get the fuck out of dodge. And maybe become a teacher. [sub]Or a stripper considering he already has the name for it.[/sub][/indent]

[color=#43CD80]║ Fears ║[/color]
[indent][list]
[*]Needles.
[*]Social Interaction.
[*]Going Blind. [sub](And, subsequently, the dark)[/sub].
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[color=#43CD80]║ Likes ║[/color]
[indent][list]
[*]Kids.
[*]Herbal Tea.
[*]Burgers.
[*]Fast Food.
[*]Strawberry Milk.
[*]Sweet Tea.
[*]French Fries w/ sweet and sour sauce.
[*]Kick Boxing.
[*]Smell of Oranges & Pine Trees.
[*]Beaches.
[*]Alligators and Sharks.
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[color=#43CD80]║ Dislikes ║[/color]
[indent][list]
[*]Littering.
[*]Cigarettes. [sub](the smell gives him a headache)[/sub].
[*]Coffee.
[*]Wet Weather.
[*]the Cold.
[*]Soda.
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[color=#43CD80]║ Brief History ║[/color]
[indent]Honey is a bastard. No – literally, he’s a bastard. In his father’s last year of college, he got drunk, banged a girl, and a year later, three months old Honey was lain on his doorstep. Of course, no amount of concentration and begging on Honey’s part brought his father – whose name is Johnny but is known almost entirely by Worm – into remembering that hazy night. Eventually, Honey stopped asking. After unceremoniously becoming a father, Worm moved from his apartment back in with his father down in the middle-of-nowhere Florida for help [sub](not the fun, beach part of Florida, but the southern republican Florida near the border)[/sub]. 

Honey grew up a southern boy in Florida, in a nice house in a neighborhood that was located in a little niche in the woods. Honey spent most of his time practicing his archery and going on hunting or fishing trips with his dad. Worm and Honey had a very close relationship, but Worm was not the most responsible father and so most of Honey’s discipline came from his grandfather growing up. Around the age of seven, Honey’s grandpa died – something that hit the Emerson family rather hard. Worm tried to raise Honey in Florida alone without the help of family for a couple of years, but when that became too hard for him, Worm moved to Colorado to be close to his mother.

You see, Worm had come from a “broken family” as most people would call it – his parents divorced when he was thirteen years old and his father stayed in his childhood home in Florida while Worm’s mother moved to Westworth, Colorado, shanghaiing Worm with her for his high school career. 

At the age of nine, Honey moved to Westworth and enrolled into the school there for third grade. Unlike with his grandfather, they did not live in the same house with their grandmother – mainly because Worm and his mother had a very antagonistic relationship – but also because Honey really disliked the old woman. Worm and Honey instead lived in a rundown trailer home in a junky trailer park. Worm took up a job as a local mechanic and Honey began to work at the age of thirteen in order to make ends meet – he started with a job as a newspaper boy and doing yardwork, but eventually became a waiter at the local diner. 

Honey’s grandmother paid for some of their living necessities, always made sure they had enough food, but paying for them allowed her to have a certain amount of control over their lives that neither Worm nor Honey liked very much. She often was very strict with Honey about his grades and expected him to go to a good law school to make the good money. Every Sunday, Honey and Worm had to go to church with her and eat dinner with her so she could interrogate them about every little thing – it was rather stressful. It could have been this control, or maybe it was having to work, there’s also his living arrangements and mysterious mother to be considered, but most likely it was all of this combined that caused Honey to have such a bad temper and a penchant for acting out growing up. Honey began to get into fights at school, or in the nearby cities, and has been caught drinking or sneaking out to do things he [i]shouldn’t[/i] be doing. Some of Honey’s grades went to shit – though he’s rather proud of his outstanding A in his sciences classes – and, more often than not, he skips school all together. Dear Grandma isn’t exactly happy with Honey’s current teenage rebellion.[/indent]
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[color=#43CD80]║ Extra Curricular Activities & Sports ║[/color]
[indent]Archery Club and Soccer Team. [sub](he's a striker)[/sub].[/indent]

[color=#43CD80]║ Reputation ║[/color]
[indent]Honey may not have the best reputation since, even though he's known the kids since the third grade, Honey has never really been [i]friendly[/i] towards them. Of course he has friends, he's a lonewolf but everyone has friends, but he refuses to acknowledge the fact that he has friends and always tells his friends the aren't his friends - [sub]its a bit complicated, okay?[/sub]. But the biggest problem with Honey's reputation is that he has been known to get into fights with others, sometimes even send people to the hospital, and he's considered very volatile.

While one cannot really say that he's a [i]bad boy[/i], he's definitely not the sort you want to get involved in.[/indent]

[color=#43CD80]║ Best subjects, Worst subjects ║[/color]
[indent]Science is his best subject.
History is his worst subject.[/indent]

[color=#43CD80]║ Extra information ║[/color]
[indent][list][*] Counts ceiling tiles when bored.
[*] Keeps up with the weather obsessively.
[*] Cannot drink anything with ice in it.
[*] Strongly susceptible to brain freezes.
[*] Blinks repeatedly when uncomfortable.
[*] Fidgets a lot when talking to people he is uncomfortable with (ie strangers).
[*] Sleeps less than 3 hrs a day.
[*] Has a potty mouth.[/list][/indent][hr][hr][/hider]