❝KEATON WALKER❞
❝The Basic Facts❞
Keaton Walker
| Nickname |
Walker
| Gender |
Male
| Age |
17
| Sexuality/Love Interest |
Homosexual
None
| Eye Color |
Light Orange/Brown
| Hair Color |
Dark Brown w/ Pink Streak
| Height |
5’4”
| Skin Tone |
Vanilla
| Physical Description |
A thin body and a head of silky, brown hair with a pink streak down his bangs; Keaton adorns himself with small, silver hoop earrings, thin chain bracelets and necklaces, and the occasional ring on his finger. He wears dark t-shirts, large coats, tight dark pants, and dark boots. A closer look at his complexion reveals freckles dotted across his nose and dark circles under his eyes.
| Personality/Dere |
Keaton is reserved, distant, and an introvert. That doesn’t mean he’s not quick to jump into a fight. It simply means that he needs time to recharge at socializing too much. He’s very secretive when it comes to his life and his family, becoming awkward—near uncomfortable—when pestered with too many questions about his personal life. Unintentionally, he may also press people's buttons and push their boundaries in a teasing manner. Keaton can play the guitar and the electric violin.
Kuu/Dandere
| Likes |
- Art/Music
- Electric Violins
- Sweets/Candies
- Reading
- Animals
| Dislikes |
- Parties
- Annoying People
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| Class Type(s) |
Dubstep, Classical, EDM
| History |
Long story short; Keaton has no siblings, no pets, no friends, and a lousy relationship with his parents.
| Other |
Keaton has a distant and unsupportive family. Keaton also has poor eyesight and wears contacts. Keaton does not react well to criticism and teasing.
| Secret |
Well… It wouldn’t be a secret if he told you.
❝Theme Song❞
| Lady GaGa – Hair |
| Lyrics |
Whenever I'm dressed cool my parents put up a fight
And if I'm hot shot, mom will cut my hair at night
And in the morning I'm short of my identity
I scream, "Mom and dad, why can't I be who I wanna be, to be?"
I just wanna be myself and I want you to love
Me for who I am
I just wanna be myself and I want you to know
I am my hair
I've had enough, this is my prayer
That I'll die livin' just as free as my hair
I've had enough, this is my prayer
That I'll die livin' just as free as my hair
I've had enough, I'm not a freak
I just keep fightin' to stay cool on the streets
I've had enough, enough, enough
And this is my prayer, I swear
I'm as free as my hair
I'm as free as my hair
I am my hair
I am my hair
Free as my hai-ai-air
Hai-ai-air, hair
Free as my hai-ai-air
Hai-ai-air, hai-ai-air
Sometimes I want some raccoon or red highlights
Just because I want my friends to think I'm dynamite
And on Friday, Rock City High School dance
I've got my bangs to hide that I don't stand a chance, a chance
I just wanna be myself and I want you to love
Me for who I am
I just wanna be myself and I want you to know
I am my hair
I've had enough, this is my prayer
That I'll die livin' just as free as my hair
I've had enough, this is my prayer
That I'll die livin' just as free as my hair
I've had enough, I'm not a freak
I just keep fightin' to stay cool on the streets
I've had enough, enough, enough
And this is my prayer, I swear
I'm as free as my hair
I'm as free as my hair
I am my hair
I am my hair
Free as my hai-ai-air
Hai-ai-air, hair
Free as my hai-ai-air
Hai-ai-air, hai-ai-airr
I just want to be free, I just want to be me
And I want lots of friends that invite me to their parties
Don't want to change and I don't want to be ashamed
I'm the spirit of my hair, it's all the glory that I bear
I'm my hair, I am my hair
I'm my hair, I am my hair
I am my hair, I am my hair, I am my hair
It's all the glory that I bear
I'm my hair, I am my hair
It's all the glory that I bear
I'm my hair, I am my hair
I'm my hair, yeah, yeah
It's all the glory that I bear
I'm my hair, yeah, yeah
It's all the glory that I bear
I'm my hair, yeah, yeah
It's all the glory that I bear
I'm my hair, yeah, yeah
I've had enough, this is my prayer
That I'll die livin' just as free as my hair
I've had enough, this is my prayer
That I'll die livin' just as free as my hair
I've had enough, I'm not a freak
I just keep fightin' to stay cool on the streets
I've had enough, enough, enough
And this is my prayer, I swear
I'm as free as my hair
I'm as free as my hair
I am my hair, I am my hair
Ooh, I'm my hair, I'm my hair
