Post by Keola Williams on Jul 25, 2007 14:15:38 GMT -5
Keola Williams
Behind The Mask
Your Name/Alias: Klee
Years Roleplaying: 6 months, in 3 week increments over 4 years.
Joining Password: [admin edit]
How did you find us?: A conversation in a bus stop and three different spellings of Ro-noke.
Sample Post:
Keola ate an egg. And another. Three eggs, made individually in a pan he washed after each frying. It was an accident, this inefficiency, born from a morning mindlessness that found him every time he didn't get out of bed the moment he woke up. He washed the pan again and put it away, finding that he had eaten all the eggs in his tiny refridgerator.
He put on his shoes, twice. Once as he was going out the door and again after he absentmindedly took them off the bus and put them in his lap, out of the habit of taking his shoes off inside.
He got off the bus four stops too early and walked on the hot bricks gingerly until he remembered the flip flops he had slipped into his back pockets. The heat of the midmorning-sun served to wake him a little and by the time he could see and smell the ocean he was a little more coherent, aware that he had gotten himself to the shops and restaurants lining the shore. He checked the pockets of his pajama pants and found a five dollar bill and sliped into a cafe to have an egg.
Back To The BASICS
Full Name: Keola Williams
Nicknames: Back home he was called Sugar and Hapa-Haole in varying attitudes.
Age: 17
D.O.B: 11-12-89
Gender: Male
Grade: 12
Original Appearance: 11th
It's All About YOU
Celebrity Portrayal: Patrick Fugit
Physical Appearance: Keola thanks the gods and his genomes regularly that despite his years of surfer boy syntax and childhood in the sun he doesn’t have the quintessential shaggy blonde hair and melanoma tan. His Hawaiian-Portuguese -South Liverpool cocktail of an ancestry left him ethnically ambiguous in the way most hapa-haoles (part Hawaiians, usually used in a derogatory sense) are on the islands. His hair is dark brown, but his eyes are light green and his nose and face are usually somewhere between sun burnt and freckled. The length of his naturally wavy hair varies between haphazard layers at his collar and cut above his ears to quell his father’s complaints. He’s usually a little scruffy out of an unwillingness to stand in the bathroom and deal with his fuzzy face more than once a week. His face naturally is set in a mischievous smile, but when he’s talking or thinking it can be incredibly expressive and betray him if he’s not careful. Standing at 5'11 he's a little taller than the average main lander (those from the lower 48, the main land) but he doesn't tower. Sinewy, he's naturally muscled with what some claim to be a skinny pack, but it's really the biking, swimming, and mad dancing that keep him from becoming a gelatinous mass from all the spam and rice he eats.
Clothing Style: Claiming apathy and better ways to spend his time regarding clothes he still finds himself coveting converse, irreverent t-shirts and dinner jackets with silly lapels, which he picks up at thrift and cheap vintage joints. Since switching climates his clothing norms haven’t really kept up with the temperature difference. He spends a lot of time traipsing across campus in his single fuzzy jacket and worn “locals” flip flops tucked onto argyle socked feet. When he learned he was moving to the mainland he took up the ludicrous activity of knitting and has mastered the hat, which he has kind of managed to make look hip with practice and a pin.
Personality: Shaped by the strange dichotomy and duality of values in the house he grew up in Keola is not trusting of “norms”, socially and otherwise. He is rarely satisfied by answers given to him by authority; but that doesn’t render him a rebel him the usual sense. Because of a combination of self-doubt and slow-earned maturity he very rarely directly questions those whose motives or authority he is dubious of, preferring to talk through and intellectualize his rebellious impulses and scepticism until he can be sure that any action he takes can be justified and defended.
This distrustful nature occasionally overlaps into his interpersonal relationships, but because of his laid-back demeanor, patience, and loyalty he rarely looses friends who he has become close to. Though his nature is naturally warm he sometimes alienates people by coming of as nervous as he sometimes finds himself in new situations, which can make it difficult to make friends.
Daily he is prone to frustration with himself and the lack of real action in terms of the political, social, and environmental movements he tries to commit himself to while struggling with being distracted by bouts of apathy and the world of day-to-day prep school life. His sense of humor is usually esoteric, but because he is wrapped up in his head more than he is a culture snob. He approaches school with a mixed attitude of irreverence and curiosity.
Likes: Telling stories, mangoes, diving into waves, spam, biking around a new town
Dislikes: Hypocrisy, gossipy nonsense, when he feels helplessly stupid, dry heat, cigarettes
Overall Flaws: A propensity for hypocrisy and feeling defeated, doubt in his self and abilities, a long scar up his calf thanks to a coral reef and two missing tonsils.
Pets: Chickens and some stray cats that dare to venture into the coop.
Financial Status: The kind of wealth that instills people with violent Marxism or jealousy. He tries to take a little money from his father as possible because of his qualms with the tycoons business practices, so he moonlights as a technical writer (which is not apparent in his speech) and a book wheeler and dealer.
Clique: Wanderer, Scholar
It's All BEHIND You
P.O.B: Hilo side of the big island, Hawaii
History: Born of an heir to a giant sugar cane plantation established on the land of the disenfranchised natives and a Hawaiian-Portuguese woman in a near constant cultural identity crisis Keola grew up comfortable and confused.
The confusion of having a Hawaiian name meaning life and a surname with a long legacy of exploiting the natives culminated when Keola reached middle school and started to reject the sheltered world of the private schools and bourgeoisie after being exposed to the racial, environmental, and economic problems on the tumultuous island by the rebellious daughter of a family friend. He soon involved himself in the sustainable agriculture and worker rights movements that were so opposite the practices on his fathers plantation.
Around this time his parents separated because of his mother’s long growing resentment of her husband for the gulf that had grown between her and her community after their marriage. Keola and his sister moved in with their mother and Hawaiian grandmother. Though still working for causes he believed in his extended family, save for his grandmother, had a hard time accepting the half-white children of the man polluting the volcanic mountainside on which they lived. This further instilled in Keola the guilt and confusion he felt, which caused him to completely withdraw from his father and throw himself into the organic island life, which served to anger and terrify his father. By the time Keola was a sophomore only going to school to organize snorkeling trips or work details on new co-ops his father decided to send him to the same prep school he had gone to in an age when English-speaking schools on the island were uncommon. Having just broken up with the girl who exposed him to the wider world and feeling increasingly helpless in the scope of the problems on Hawai’i he went not unwillingly, figuring it was a new adventure and at least he would be near the ocean, though not his own.
Family:
Moana Almeida – Mother
Charles Williams – Father
Lucia Willams - Younger Sister
