Paul/Pauline
Date of birth: September 20th 1989
Minneapolis, Minnesota

Appearance:
Paul was born a dude and a pretty tall one at that. About six feetish with cheek length brown hair and green eyes. He loves all sorts of colored, slick suitcoats, tweed jackets, and Gatsby Caps. But, due to his relative insanity or his lack of a definitive gender identity (nobody knows which), he dresses up in a plaid skirt and make-up every other day and calls himself "Pauline." She prefers glitter around the eyes, mild eyeliner, and thickish eyebrows. Unfortunately, Pauline is not too convincing in drag due to her height and body hair, but she doesn't seem to notice much.

Skills: Whenever he's in a band, he often plays the instrument no one else seems to be playing, even if he does so poorly. While his best instrument is by far guitar as he enjoys composing simple country and blues tinged guitar solos on his semi-hollow beat-up Gibson ES355 for which he worked off his ASS for and then some, he also plays mostly root notes on the bass, chords on the piano, and drums like Moe Tucker of the Velvet Underground or some crazed country-punk. He also sings lead and back-up vocals (harmonies are still hard), He learned this all from music lessons, but unfortunately he never really applied himself. Otherwise, he'd probably be a totally badass by now. Damn you laziness!

Possessions:
His Gibson Es355, his Fender Champ, his 1980's Japanese Squier bass and a pair of mallets/drum sticks. Paul also possesses OODLES of musical equipment, including a drum machine, a tambourine, and a 4 track recorder that he keeps in his dorm room. Sadly, he never really uses it all that much and he's broken quite a lot of it.