Hayseed (William) Calila
| Ya got a name? | Sure thing, ma'am. | |
| Ah, that was an easy one. How bout a REAL name? | Well a course, don't everyone? It's William Calila. | |
| What about a nickname? | Ah, they call me Hayseed. | |
| How'd ya get it? | Well, I'm from the south, see? And I'm always chewin on hayseed and stuff, you see? | |
| How old are ya? | 15, ma'am. | |
| Whaddaya look like? *receives a 'look' from you* Just answer the question. | Yeah, well, I got short red hair, a real ginger top. I got a face full of freckles... I'm about 5'6, I'm kinda thin and lanky... That's it, really. | |
| I'm assuming you have a personality. What's it like? | Me? Well, I'm real laid back, I just sorta do what needs to be done and not much more. Some would call it lazy. I call it good sense. Why tire yourself out for no reason? *grins* | |
| Ya know your history? | *shrugs* Some of it... I remember when I was 8, I got sick. I was put in the hospital. My parents died a few months afterwards, while I was still there... from.. consumption, I think. And my older sister, she got sent away and when I finally got out of the hospital, they put me with this foster family and then I ran away and I'm here. | |
| M-hm. I see. Got any friends or relatives? | I dunno. I have an aunt and uncle and an older sister, I think. I haven't seen any of them for a long time. | |
| You got a special someone? | A girl? Nope. *sly grin* | |
| Anything else you wanna let us know? | No, ma'am. |