Unwritten

☀Guest #11☀: Billy Driscoll (@CrocodileRocker)

Name: Billy Driscoll

Age: 28

Location: Ariston's Writers Resort ;) Before that, California

Occupation: Writer

Personality: Like most writers, Billy is a tortured soul. Instead of drinking his sorrows away, he beats up little kids. Okay, okay, it's not as bad as it sounds - he does karate, in which he is grouped with tykes, and is usually on the receiving end. Also typical of his profession, he is very alone - not shy, just alone - finding it easy to make conversation with strangers, but harder to foster lasting relationships. Three things he never wants to be described as, are soulless, insipid, and unoriginal, so he often shoves cheesy banter and his dark sense of humor into places that were just fine without them thank you very much. Sometimes he gets really nihilistic, and he can logically deduce that the world would be a better place if it just got on with it and ended. This makes him question his capacity for violence. He desperately wants to be one of those people who could never ever shoot a gun, but he doesn't think that's true. When he feels philanthropic, instead of donating to natural disaster relief, starving children, or dying animals, he sometimes responds to Nigerian 419 scams.

Appearance: Billy's got an unruly shock of blonde hair, and a God-awful mustache. He often wears sunglasses to protect his skittering brown eyes from sunlight and joy after long nights spent bashing his head repeatedly into word documents. A Youtube movie critic once described him as a mix of a glitzy Hollywood star and a box-troll, but he thinks that was unnecessarily harsh. What else? He's quite tall, but not so much so that is especially of note, has yellowed fingernails, and feet, and ears, and all that stuff. This is dire.

Backstory: The first thing he wrote - well, professionally - was a Hollywood movie about a basketball-playing cat. It was soulless, insipid, and unoriginal, but it lined his pockets, and garnered him a number of fans he can't wait to ostracize. Now he's working on a novel. It's called "Babies in The Ibigos for Nothing", and it's about war.

Biggest Fears: Himself, never finishing another project in his life, thus being known only for "Airballs and Hairballs", and public restrooms. 

Other: He is indeed related to the berry moguls; distantly, and it doesn't affect him, but people ask.