Act 4

Hahaha, pardon me for saying this, but stupid Claudius. You really think that by shipping me off to England you could get rid of me? Oh luck, how you are on my side this time.  Thanks to some pirates, I was able to escape the capture of Rosencrantz and Guildenstern and board their ship. In return for some favors, they agreed to let me go. Shoutout to those pirates, I owe you guys!

Before we left boarded our first vessel though, we happened to run into a captain for Fortinbras' army.  They told us of how they were on their way through Denmark to Poland to recapture a small piece of land that was once theirs. Seriously? Put your lives at risk for the sake of a small piece of land? I don't care if it was the square foot of land that the Earth was made from. What would drive you to do such a crazy act. At the same time, I wonder why I do not have this same desire. These people place their lives in danger for something that doesn't deserve their life. I have much more to offer my life for, and yet I can't muster the strength to do what is right.  Who am I?

"Ham: Witness this army, of such mass and charge,/

          led by a delicate and tender prince,/

          whose spirit with divine ambition puff'd/

          makes mouths at the invisible event,/

          exposing what is mortal and unsure/

          to all that fortune, death and danger dare,/

          even for an eggshell.  Rightly to be great/

          is not to stir without great argument,/

          but greatly to find quarrel in a straw/

          when honour's at the stake.  How stand I then,/

          that have a father kill'd, a mother stan'd,/

          excitements of my reason and my blood,/

          and let all sleep, while to my shame I see/

          the imminent death of twenty thousand men,/

          that for a fantasy and trick of fame/

         go to their graves like beds, fight for a plot/

         whereon the numbers cannot try the cause,/

         which is not tomb enough and continent/

         to hide the slain?  O, from this time forth,/

        my thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth./"   [Exit.]

                               (Act 4, Scene 5)

I will stand for this no longer. Slowly, but surely, I am discovering my true identity and I know what I must do. Revenge will be the end of me, or I shall be ashamed to be the son of my father. Horatio, wherever you are, hurry and find me so that I may get this over with.