#OC : Hunter Robbertson

[nicktremblaywayfu]

Back with HunCoyle 🐐⚡

Art by n_tique01 (Instagram)

[the-hunter-himself]

OOC : Hey y'all sorry for the sudden hiatus. But now i'm back with my boy Hoonter. I was busy with my job for the last few weeks as well my graduation, and now im back

-Cheers, Alvin

art by Chainzz_Lee

[nicktremblaywayfu]

SOOooOo this is Hunter Robbertson aka the Hunter Himself. As the name implies, his theme focuses on hunting, poaching, and a hitman. He's overall using his charm to fill his narcissism and ego in being the center of attention. Unlike most prime assets, he mostly relies on his dogs to chase the reagents. His design focused on a mix between masculinity and feminity, hence he wears makeup (sometimes flowers) despite dressing and acting manly. His trial is involved in the Zoo and Museum. The mission in his trials for the reagents is to sabotage illegal animal trading in the name of profit, and censorship in the art to cover up history, keep purity in human morale, and a more profitable art. He was formerly a reagent that thrived as a hitman after being released, in which Murkoff pulled him back to Sinyala as a Prime Asset. His wound was caused by a bear maul, which studied by Murkoff as it stuck in a limbo of healing and rotting.

Bonus Hunter when he was a reagent

What a steal…Give em to me

[nicktremblaywayfu]

Felt cute. Might hunt some reagents for sport later idk

[nicktremblaywayfu]

How they draw themselves on a sticky note

[the-hunter-himself]

OOC : Hey y'all, Alvin's here. I didn't expect to recieve many ask in the inbox and i'm really happy 😭💖💖 Thank you everyone for your interest in Hunter Robbertson ! While i may respond slow due to personal life and schedule, i will try to respond it all ! Once again, thank you everyone 🥺💖

The Hunter loves you, cheers ! 💖🐐

Art by : Rizka Ramli

[the-hunter-himself]

OOC : I cant rp now due to my current condition bUT FUUUCKKKK THIS IS *chef kiss* AS ALWAYS. I LOVE ITTT HHHHGGRRHRHJ. LOOK AT HOW UNIMPRESSED HUNTER IS 💖💖💖💖💖 THANKIEEESSSS

Hunter patiently sipping on his wine, waiting for Coyle

"Took him too long, way too long for my patience.."

His sweet lust could turn into anger in any moment if that cops didn't show up right away. Not that he would complain, it will only give the moment...more interesting taste.

"I'm here boy, I'm ere, ain't no need to get riled up now ya hear?"

(LOL SORRY idk how to roleplay)

[nicktremblaywayfu]

When coyle x hunter huh???

Here they are

the gentlemen 👮🏻🗡️

Art by : Kino Art

[the-hunter-himself]

He froze in his track as he looked at the man. He stared blankly for a second or two before slowly approaching. The dog sniffed the air trying to detect the unfamiliar man, see his intentions or senses.

"mnghhhggg..." The grumbled as he backed away

"smell... strong-..."

Hunter tilted his head, in awe like finding a stray dog in the wild. Never he thought there would be another pup wondering in Sinyala, wtihout any master.

"Did you smell my perfume, or..." He reached his suit pocket "This treat for my boys ?"

He offered it to the man-wolf in front of him. Despite he was much bigger, Hunter had no fear. He let him sniff his hand first, before letting the man-wolf took the treat. A sign of peace, letting him to trust The Hunter.

[the-hunter-himself]

"My Father taught me some things about animal. Sometimes, we can own them forever, preserved in beauty away from decaying. Sometimes, we can get along with them while they are still breathing. I think, i would like to pick the latter option with every dog i met"

Art by @sleepycl0wn

[the-hunter-himself]

Hunter furrowed his brows. Strange, there was no trial set on his territory. But as a former reagent, he knew that on some occasion, Murkoff would put an unconscious Reagent in a Prime Asset's map to see how they would survive. And luckily, for now, he has no reason to kill.

"A poor innocent one. I know their game. I was..." Hunter shifted his posture. "Let's just say... i know what happened. And i have no reason to kill you, yet."

He pat the confused woman from any dust and dirt, making sure she's tidy enough. "There is a shortcut there, made by your kind before thinking it was an exit. " He pointed to the hole on the wall, well hidden from the bush

"This area of mine often mistaken as open nature, then i see their face as they realized, it was just another part of this facility. Still trapped like a mouse.."

Hunter noticed the anxious brown long haired reagent lurking around his territory. She seemed to be confused and wary of something...or someone?

He stood top on the ruins of part of his museum, with his two dogs on a leash.

"You alright there? This area is prohibited for strangers. It's dangerous."

*Selene couldn’t remember the last time she’d saw nature. Real nature. Was this a dream? Maybe they’d slipped her some kind of new medication…*

*At the sound of the male voice she startles and jerks her head upwards, spotting the man and… were those guys on leashes? Oh God. Now it made a bit more sense.*

“Oh, uh… s-sorry… I don’t even know how I got in here. Honest. Um…” *She trails off, scratching her head lamely. At least he wasn’t trying to kill her immediately.* “Do you take care of all this yourself, sir?”

[the-hunter-himself]

(Ough side blogs can't send asks argh so I'll do it like this sorry, also sorry if this doesn't sound good)

The expop was roaming alone, using her weapon, a long lead pipe as a cane despite having leg support from her brace she's owned since she was a reagent. She cherishes it since Mr. Noakes was the one who fought to give it to her, because the actual medical team rather wanted her to struggle.

Somewhere in the distance she saw a tall man, silver hair, back facing her way

Due to her not so nice experiences with men in life and within Sinyala she was quite anxious to approach that easily. Watching him patrol until enough courage has been gathered to speak up.

"Excuse me, you're Hunter.. right? The new prime asset?" Almost shaking in her words as she stood still. Holding onto her weapon tightly like a shepherd's cane out of worry of possibly getting hurt again. Her arms being somewhat bruised in some spots, her face still a little red alongside her eyes as if she were crying earlier as she's just returned from the Police Department, being moved to Hunters environments soon after.

-Gabriella Garland

Hunter noticed the lot shorter lady behind him. Looking very young, maybe because Murkoff treatment didn't mess with her face. He knew some expops here with the age of 20 with the face of 40.

"Oh my, hello there." Hunter hunched a bit, hands on thigh to have a better look of her while she look up to him due to their height differences.

Hunter tilted his head, brows furrowed in confusion.

What class is she? She looked like she wouldn't hurt a fly.

Quite the opposite, with the scars, wounds, and bandages around her, it felt like the reagents and fellow expops bullied her instead. Which....tug his heartstrings.

He noticed some leftover tear from the corner of her eyes. Quickly, he pulled out his handkerchief from his suit pocket. "Are you crying ? Who hurt you, my poor little dear?"

Carefully, he wiped the tears and blood on the poor expop. he knew she might be nervous, perhaps scared that a taller man suddenly trespass her personal space and touch her face without even asking. But he couldn't have the heart to see this poor little one in mess.

"Here, let me just.." Then he went to pat her clothes from dust and dirts. Oh Hunter boy, someone need to teach you about manner on touching someone's body without permission, especially one you just met.

[the-hunter-himself]

You ain't that great Hunter. There's still a lot better trophy hunter out there. Why don't you go hunt rabbit or something, those big games ain't for the scarred old man

The two of his dogs barked loudly, echoing through the empty museum. He just stood there, shook his head as he stared at the stranger reagent down below.

"Oh dear." Hunter cooed. "Tsk, tsk, what a warm welcome."

Hunter took off the leash of his dog, unleashing them.

"My good boys would like to give you some kisses for that, honey. Be wary of their size however, you might die of being crushed..."

[the-hunter-himself]

Hunter awakened from his restless sleep, jumping himself from the bed. He groaned as the hard floor bruised his knee, slowly tried to get up to sit on the ground, and take some deep breaths.

It was another nightmare.

He met a ram. Almost ebony black, three-eyed, its golden horn covered in tar liquid.

He was standing in the middle of the forest, as quiet as a graveyard. It was standing far from him, staring deep into his heart. There was no sound exchanged until the ram screamed in agony. It stood on its hind leg, bleating in the way of a horse neigh.

Before the silver-haired man could move, it charged at him in a blink of an eye.

[the-hunter-himself]

" Welcome to the Cabin in the Woods "

. Bio . Introduction . Gallery . Playlist .

An Ask Blog dedicated for Outlast Trials OC, Hunter Robbertson aka “The Hunter himself”. This blog will contains : 

Ask and rp obviously 

His daily diary

Aesthetic / moodboard post and reblog

Some Outlast Trials fanart 

And many more

Rules to interact : 

This blog will contain a lot of dark themes as well possibly animal gore description (however, there will be no graphic gore imagery). Everything here is for fictional purpose, and anyone who glorified / condoning such behavior (including real life animal poaching) will be blocked. 

Any kind of ask is allowed. NSFW is okay, including dark romance, gore, and pretty much Outlast type genre. However, please prevent asking something that has a noncon element inside. Dubcon on the other hand is still allowed.

18+ Ask and RP will be put under “Keep Reading”

Visual / art rp is encouraged. But it may take some time to respond.

Meme ask is also encouraged lmao. It never hurts to got a lil bit ooc for shit and giggles ;)

Romantic interactions from canon characters are allowed. Romantic interactions from OC are encouraged as well. While this doesn’t mean he will be officially shipped with another character, I love exploring more of his romantic side so have fun !

Sometimes i put OOC / Author note in the tags

All Anon ask about Hunter in my main blog will be moved to this blog

If you have any questions, please feel free to ask or contact my original blog @nicktremblaywayfu via dm / ask

"And i see that creature. Its horn coated in the most luxurious gold, with its red eyes starring right into my heart. It stood proudly, starring bellow at me from the top of the mountain, with its herd of white antler deers"

[the-hunter-himself]

Bio of Hunter Robbertson

Name: Hunter Robbertson 

Age: 44 

Gender: Male (GNC)

Height: 185 cm

Birthday : 7 June, 1915

Occupation: Prime Asset

Favorite Flower : White Lily

Favorite Color : Gold

Animal Symbol : Ram

Personality: Confident, Sly, Natural Leader, Narcissistic, Generous, Caring

Short Backstory: A former Poacher and Hitman who fall under the experiment of Murkoff, Hunter lived a miserable life as a Reagent. After proving he deserved his freedom, Murkoff monitored his outside life and found that he was a suitable candidate for additional Prime Asset. Gaining his high life again, Hunter taught those Reagents the power of freedom Murkoff had promised.

Relationships:

Leland Coyle (Complicated, Romantic)

He had a complicated thing with the cop, mixed with anger, lust, conflict, and romance. Most of the time he took the dominating role against Coyle, toying around until he lost his temper and fought back to Hunter. But sometimes, they enjoy the soft romance they had with each other. Coyle loved the way Hunter kissed him (even though he hates him doing it in public), while Hunter enjoys Coyle’s Sweet Nothing. 

Mother Gooseberry (Close Friend)

A nice lady that was treated with respect by Hunter. They often had tea time together, and duet sang for her children. She loved how elegant his look and how good he is with art. They both also shared the same hobby; Taxidermy. Overall, they are fond of each other’s companion

Franco Barbi (Close Acquaintance)

While Franco liked Hunter’s dogs and his outfits, Hunter himself was not quite sure how to feel around him. While he still respected him, he avoided his anger and had disgust towards Franco’s milk obsession. This got worse after he knew what he did to the female big grunts, making him protective of Alvin and not letting her meet the bambino often.

Dr. Easterman (Unknown)

No one was really sure what things they had, but rumor said they had slept with each other more than once. Some said it was due to reasons of sexual frustration and confusion, priviledge, and of course, lust.

Danny The Big Grunt (Close Acquaintance, Friend’s Lover)

Overall Hunter didn’t mind Danny in his place. However, he did wish Danny would tidy up his appearance even just a little bit and clean up the blood on his body especially whenever he came to pick up Apin on a date. If anything happened to Hunter’s little big grunt, Danny would be the one he could trust the most.

Arlivin Wijayakusuma (Close Friend, Most Trustworthy)

Fellow reagents that turned into expop, they had known each other since the earliest they were in Sinyala. They had the opposite personality, yet completed each other. Hunter provided most of Apin’s necessity, including extra food and clothes. She lived under his care and in return, she guarded his place.

Trap and Bullet (Pets, Loyal Guards) 

Hunter’s hunting dogs. They were once his hunting mate after he was released. Failed protecting Hunter from a bear attack, which resulting on half of his face being mauled with several scars on his body, Hunter decide to punish them and taught them how to be a proper guard. Murkoff found about this and they were more than interested.