#evan-macmillan-trapper

[eerie-candid]

Trapper and Meg - Downtime between trials - 

[frank-a-mori-son]

... *sigh*.. I guess.. Compared to me, When I was a Teenager.. You're.. alright.

“Does this mean I don’t gotta be slapped by Hag?”

[adorableinsomniac]

*Halfway into the Trial, 3 gens have been done but No ones been hooked or even Hit. When going toward the next Gen, Quentin spots Evan Sitting on the ground, his cleaver laying on his lap and head looking toward the ground.*

“...Should I just pretend I didn’t see anything...?”

@evan-macmillan-trapper

[the-nurse-smithson]

Sally.. No.. Sally put the Needle down.. I don't need my shots Sally.. SALLY NO!

"Evan, you really need this shot, if not your health will be very damage so please...”

[bingbongwraith]

*a note left for Wraith* Hey Philip, When trials get rough and the Survivors seem toxic, remember I'm here for you. You me and Max have been here since the start and we've been taking care of each other since then. I may seem a bit... grumpy at times, but know I as well as the others you've got your back. -Evan "Trapper" MacMillan

“Thank you, Evan. I value your support and friendship greatly!”

[julies-mxtape]

I like the red.. a lot better than Pink in my opinion.

“if you had hair, I’d dye your hair red as well”

[wildasylum]

@evan-macmillan-trapper​ replied to an ask:

Don't think you got much right to call me a madman Herman.

“I most certainly am not the madman here. My... peculiarities at least have purpose.”

[mothershatchet]

*holds up an English to Russian dictionary, speaks slowly and flips pages as he speaks* Я уважаю тебя как охотника... но ты меня пугаешь. (Translation: I respect you as a Hunter, but you scare me)

Anna’s eyes widened at his words. She had never expected to hear her language again, especially not from her fellow killer. She listened to him and recognized by the book he may not understand if she spoke it back. “Respect you as hunter. Do not respect traps used on survivor. They are slow and do not look.” Anna’s tone was a bit gruff as she explained her dislike of Evan’s method. “Makes it too easy.” She tilted her head, “I do not mean to scare. I have mask to help. Do not be afraid of hare.” Anyone could point out the blood. The scratches. The dirt.

But it wasn’t likely anyone would. Anna was a ferocious hunter and could launch her hatchets across fields.