Post by Maxwell Green on Apr 18, 2007 16:25:07 GMT -5
Name: Billie Keeng (pronounced 'king')
Gender: Male
Age: twenty-six years of age
Birthday:
Rank: Teacher/Professor
Teaches: Band
Appearance: xx1 xx2 xx3 xx4 xx5 xx6 xx7 Billie is very good looking for his age, and normally has the little high and/or middle school girls swooning. He can probably pass for any age between seventeen and thirty-one if he wanted. He has a pale skin tone and very clear complexion. He's very tall, standing at about six feet two inches. He's muscular and very fit, for he normally goes to a gym on the weekends and sometimes even in the morning before school. He has dark brown eyes, and jet black, spikey, short, messy hair.
His clothing style is very childish, or more, adolescent-ish. Like a misunderstood teenage boy. He normally wears black or white and dresses extremely casually, unlike many of the other teachers and professors who try to look nice. He doesn't really care what he's wearing. You don't need to look nice to teach, you just need to know what the heck you're talking about. He normally wears darker clothing, like black or dark blue. Normally, it's something like a black leather jacket with dark blue pants and a white T-shirt.
Personality: Billie is very nice, though really doesn't look it. He's got that, 'I'm-badass' look about him, always looking tough and sinister and all-knowing. However, Billie is really laid back most of the time. He's pretty patient and just has that, 'Eh. whatever.' attitude about him. He's very approachable and a great listener. He gets along well with the students, but not really the other teachers. He stays by himself most of the time, writing or playing the guitar or talking on the computer. His personality is very similar to that of a teenager, as is his clothing style.
Billie is very talented in the field of theater and music. He is extremely skilled when it comes to singing and acting, and has had dreams of a child of being on Broadway. That never happened, but it still could, you never know. He's very good at the majority of instruments out there, specializing in the bass guitar, electric guitar, and saxophone. He's been involved in music and theater since he was very young, and really knows what he's talking about.
He doesn't want to make students feel bad, but sometimes he feels the need to be frank with kids on their practicing habits. He gets frustrated if they don't practice for as long as they should, especially when the time comes close to concerts and such. He wants them to be the best they can be, and sometimes that requires being a little harsh.
He's very opinionated and loyal. If he thinks his students or one of his friends are being treated unfairly, he isn't afraid to stand up for them and say something. If he thinks something is unjust or not right, you'll most definately know it. He's an anarchist and an atheist; he doesn't believe in a form of government nor does he believe in God.
Billie is a vegetarian, which means he does not eat meat. He is opposed to the inhumane slaughter of animals, and in protest to it, doesn't eat it anymore. He's lived like this ever since he was fourteen, and his parents encouraged him to do so.
He's on the computer a lot. Not during classes, but during his frees and such he's normally on the computer. Not really doing anything bad, just reading things in the news on the comcast homepage or listening to music. He's probably not supposed to be, but he does anyway.
History: Billie parents got in a car accident when he was very young. He was involved, but luckily for him, he survived. He was adopted by a young couple; the man, Billie's step-father, was very tough and masculine, sort of strict towards Billie, while the woman, his step-mother, was soft-hearted and kind. Kind of an odd couple, but they got along well and were very good parents to Billie. They were encouraging and kind for the most part. He doesn't see them very much anymore, though.
He tried a bunch of different instruments when he was young, but he found the best intrument he had was his voice and mind. Billie is an extremely talented singer as well as a great writer. He has a few songs written, but he doesn't perform them much anymore. When he was around eighteen he did perform for a few crowds, though. He also took up the electric guitar, bass guitar, and saxophone, mastering all three. He's good at the others, two, but he excels in those three. Plus, he loves to act. He got a lot of the lead roles in musicals at school and such, and really loved it. He's pretty good at that, as well.
For the most part, he's childhood was pretty simple. Not very traumatic, but not very happy and fun-filled, either. He didn't have many friends for he usually appeared very serious and consumed by his schoolwork and music/acting studies. He's pretty laid back most of the time, though, but he's temper flies occasionally.
He was pretty smart in school, average, excelling in music, creative writing, and theatre. He plays the guitar and sings like a beast. He continued to study literature and theatre, and went on to Boston University. He dropped out after the second semister, however, because he disliked it greatly. Not theatre, just the college itself. Later he graduated from New York University with a degree in music, and is currently taking classes in drama and theatre when he isn't teaching or working.
His father was a mechanic, so he's pretty good with cars, as well. Along with taking classes in drama and theatre at NYU during the night, he works as a part time manager at a auto-shop since the money he gets paid here isn't much.
IC: A slinky fell up and down in the hands of a tall man with black spikey hair, black eyeliner beneath his dark brown eyes. He looked somewhat amused by it -- mezmorized. Like it was talking to him, like it was something somewhat remotely interesting. Slinkies were always more fun then they looked; this was Billie Keeng's conclusion after at least fifteen minutes of sitting on a stool that made your ass go numb with nothing better to do.
Normally, Billie sat in the back, in his office, doing weird, boss-like things, like writing lyrics and surfing the internet for hot chicks or something. But, since both of his employee's, Maxwell Green and Ronnie Radke, were out doing God-knows-what and probably never coming back, he relucantly came out here to sit and wait for a person -- who was probably never going to walk in -- to walk in.
Finally, Billie looked up from his slightly amusing tinker-toy and towards the door. No one. No one at all. d**n. Oh, well. Billie was never good with people. That's why he hired other people to talk to the people who needed their car fixed for him. People thought he was odd. People thought he looked odd. He never understood why, exactly, but they did. But it was a mutual feeling -- Billie always thought people to be odd, too. So they were all odd together. No hard feelings, then.
He was dressed rather casually today. A white T-Shirt with a black leather jacket over it, funky black pants with a bunch of weird words and designs in white, and black boots. A few necklaces and chains were around his neck, and a few wristbands around his wrists.
Billie put the slinky down on the counter in front of him and sighed, looking at the ground. He grew bored suddenly. f**k. That was never fun. Again, he looked at the door, his eyes flickering with interest as he noticed a car drive up. The edges of his lip curved upward into a crazed smile. How lovely.
Other Information:
(Just a quick question; What's 'head teacher' mean? I was looking at the positions open and saw it and was just wondering what it meant.)
Gender: Male
Age: twenty-six years of age
Birthday:
Rank: Teacher/Professor
Teaches: Band
Appearance: xx1 xx2 xx3 xx4 xx5 xx6 xx7 Billie is very good looking for his age, and normally has the little high and/or middle school girls swooning. He can probably pass for any age between seventeen and thirty-one if he wanted. He has a pale skin tone and very clear complexion. He's very tall, standing at about six feet two inches. He's muscular and very fit, for he normally goes to a gym on the weekends and sometimes even in the morning before school. He has dark brown eyes, and jet black, spikey, short, messy hair.
His clothing style is very childish, or more, adolescent-ish. Like a misunderstood teenage boy. He normally wears black or white and dresses extremely casually, unlike many of the other teachers and professors who try to look nice. He doesn't really care what he's wearing. You don't need to look nice to teach, you just need to know what the heck you're talking about. He normally wears darker clothing, like black or dark blue. Normally, it's something like a black leather jacket with dark blue pants and a white T-shirt.
Personality: Billie is very nice, though really doesn't look it. He's got that, 'I'm-badass' look about him, always looking tough and sinister and all-knowing. However, Billie is really laid back most of the time. He's pretty patient and just has that, 'Eh. whatever.' attitude about him. He's very approachable and a great listener. He gets along well with the students, but not really the other teachers. He stays by himself most of the time, writing or playing the guitar or talking on the computer. His personality is very similar to that of a teenager, as is his clothing style.
Billie is very talented in the field of theater and music. He is extremely skilled when it comes to singing and acting, and has had dreams of a child of being on Broadway. That never happened, but it still could, you never know. He's very good at the majority of instruments out there, specializing in the bass guitar, electric guitar, and saxophone. He's been involved in music and theater since he was very young, and really knows what he's talking about.
He doesn't want to make students feel bad, but sometimes he feels the need to be frank with kids on their practicing habits. He gets frustrated if they don't practice for as long as they should, especially when the time comes close to concerts and such. He wants them to be the best they can be, and sometimes that requires being a little harsh.
He's very opinionated and loyal. If he thinks his students or one of his friends are being treated unfairly, he isn't afraid to stand up for them and say something. If he thinks something is unjust or not right, you'll most definately know it. He's an anarchist and an atheist; he doesn't believe in a form of government nor does he believe in God.
Billie is a vegetarian, which means he does not eat meat. He is opposed to the inhumane slaughter of animals, and in protest to it, doesn't eat it anymore. He's lived like this ever since he was fourteen, and his parents encouraged him to do so.
He's on the computer a lot. Not during classes, but during his frees and such he's normally on the computer. Not really doing anything bad, just reading things in the news on the comcast homepage or listening to music. He's probably not supposed to be, but he does anyway.
History: Billie parents got in a car accident when he was very young. He was involved, but luckily for him, he survived. He was adopted by a young couple; the man, Billie's step-father, was very tough and masculine, sort of strict towards Billie, while the woman, his step-mother, was soft-hearted and kind. Kind of an odd couple, but they got along well and were very good parents to Billie. They were encouraging and kind for the most part. He doesn't see them very much anymore, though.
He tried a bunch of different instruments when he was young, but he found the best intrument he had was his voice and mind. Billie is an extremely talented singer as well as a great writer. He has a few songs written, but he doesn't perform them much anymore. When he was around eighteen he did perform for a few crowds, though. He also took up the electric guitar, bass guitar, and saxophone, mastering all three. He's good at the others, two, but he excels in those three. Plus, he loves to act. He got a lot of the lead roles in musicals at school and such, and really loved it. He's pretty good at that, as well.
For the most part, he's childhood was pretty simple. Not very traumatic, but not very happy and fun-filled, either. He didn't have many friends for he usually appeared very serious and consumed by his schoolwork and music/acting studies. He's pretty laid back most of the time, though, but he's temper flies occasionally.
He was pretty smart in school, average, excelling in music, creative writing, and theatre. He plays the guitar and sings like a beast. He continued to study literature and theatre, and went on to Boston University. He dropped out after the second semister, however, because he disliked it greatly. Not theatre, just the college itself. Later he graduated from New York University with a degree in music, and is currently taking classes in drama and theatre when he isn't teaching or working.
His father was a mechanic, so he's pretty good with cars, as well. Along with taking classes in drama and theatre at NYU during the night, he works as a part time manager at a auto-shop since the money he gets paid here isn't much.
IC: A slinky fell up and down in the hands of a tall man with black spikey hair, black eyeliner beneath his dark brown eyes. He looked somewhat amused by it -- mezmorized. Like it was talking to him, like it was something somewhat remotely interesting. Slinkies were always more fun then they looked; this was Billie Keeng's conclusion after at least fifteen minutes of sitting on a stool that made your ass go numb with nothing better to do.
Normally, Billie sat in the back, in his office, doing weird, boss-like things, like writing lyrics and surfing the internet for hot chicks or something. But, since both of his employee's, Maxwell Green and Ronnie Radke, were out doing God-knows-what and probably never coming back, he relucantly came out here to sit and wait for a person -- who was probably never going to walk in -- to walk in.
Finally, Billie looked up from his slightly amusing tinker-toy and towards the door. No one. No one at all. d**n. Oh, well. Billie was never good with people. That's why he hired other people to talk to the people who needed their car fixed for him. People thought he was odd. People thought he looked odd. He never understood why, exactly, but they did. But it was a mutual feeling -- Billie always thought people to be odd, too. So they were all odd together. No hard feelings, then.
He was dressed rather casually today. A white T-Shirt with a black leather jacket over it, funky black pants with a bunch of weird words and designs in white, and black boots. A few necklaces and chains were around his neck, and a few wristbands around his wrists.
Billie put the slinky down on the counter in front of him and sighed, looking at the ground. He grew bored suddenly. f**k. That was never fun. Again, he looked at the door, his eyes flickering with interest as he noticed a car drive up. The edges of his lip curved upward into a crazed smile. How lovely.
(Just a quick question; What's 'head teacher' mean? I was looking at the positions open and saw it and was just wondering what it meant.)
