Hal Nysolm

Hal is an alpha character played by Jason Charles Miller. His younger sister is Hope. In the modern world, he is in a band called the Thunderhawks with Hope and Lorenzo.

Character Introduction
I sat on my couch, watching the sun slowly brighten the city, waiting for the text. I knew it was coming. It always did on mornings after, like this. My band mate Lorenzo went on a crazy tear last night turning a celebratory band dinner into an impromptu pub crawl which degenerated into a dive bar crash. Our three piece band Thunderhog actually had our first radio hit - a minor miracle considering our unconventional style and the state of radio in this day and age. It was all thanks to my sister, Hope. After years of grinding it out in the clubs with our off-off-off-mainstream sound, Hope came up with an earworm of a song that was so infectious no one on earth could deny its "catchability," as our manage Carl put it. "That song's got more hooks than a tacklebox," he would often say. None of that mattered though, as I waited for Hope to surface. Lorenzo, our drummer and also Hope's boyfriend undoubtedly had passed out in some corner of Hope's apartment after his drunken antics last night. I just hoped that that was the only collateral damage. I knew that Lorenzo had put his hands on Hope before, and I tried to stop it, but Hope wouldn't allow it. She told me she'd handle it in her own way and I begrudgingly agreed, but not before I threatened Lorenzo with serious bodily harm and a one-way ticket out of the band. Lorenzo knew this was an empty threat, though, as he could always win Hope over in the end. Growing up I was always my little sister's protector, so this relatively new feeling of helplessness, ever since she started dating Lorenzo, really put me at odds with myself. At first it was a minor annoyance, but with the almost meteoric rise of the band out of obscurity, it escalated to a major problem. My phone lit up. "Hey Hal. Coming over," followed by a purple devil-faced emoji, which was our code for Midnight Lorenzo - the term we used for our drummer's drunken alter-ego. A million scenarios raced through my mind, but at least there was some relief that she was safe and coming over, more than likely without the purple devil himself. I grabbed my acoustic guitar from the couch and nervously started strumming out a few chords, trying to occupy my time until Hope arrived.