Billy S. Steel

318 Industrial Drive

Detroit, VA  48202

313-444-9876

Key Skills

• Teamwork
• Multitasking and completing work on time and accurately
• Proficiency with weapons, especially guns
• Evidence concealment
• Undetected relocation

Experience

Lincoln High School              Graduation:  n/a

• 2 years completed

• State wrestling champion in 125lb weight class

Employment

• Technician at Baldwin’s Bicycles

• Time of Employment: 3 years
• 45 hours/week
• Duties: Bicycle repairs, cash register operation, shipment orders
• Employment terminated by employer for “suspicious behavior and inventory disappearance.”

• Factory Worker at Ford Motor Co.
  • Time of Employment: 13 years
  • 50 hours/week
  • Duties: Operating assembly line, restocking inventory, cleaning floor and machinery
  • Resigned employment due to relocation.

Other

• Guest star on Noir NOT The Father radio/tv series (2 episodes)

PROFILE

Determined individual who will consistently do whatever it takes to get the job done. Will go the extra mile and make decisions on his own to achieve the objective. Occasionally receives complaints for not listening to instructions and stepping beyond his boundaries. Very independent.

Here is the web assignment called How it all began that is 3 points. I guess your wondering how we all met each other well I’m here to tell you.

You might have heard some things. They might be telling you somethings, but I’m here to tell you that all of them our false. They wanna make everything seems happy and fun. That’s definitely not true. I’m here to clear the air. I’ll start of with how we met.

So, I am originally from the 21st century. I was living a perfectly fine life and then I was suddenly moved from 2015 to 1947. Do you know who did it? This stupid group. They wanted to make me a detective. For some reason, I was the only option. I met George Smith first. I didn’t know it at first but he was the taxi driver that almost run me over. It happened when Aquia Maxius sent me back in time.

I guess they didn’t think about the location of my landing. Or maybe they did. Anyways, I asked him about it and he said I was his first supernatural experience. He would see many more after me. The second person I met was Amelia Williams. After I was almost run over by George (nothing personal dude), I ended up at a bar on the other side of town. Amelia was sitting at a table a couple feet away from me. They first words she ever said to me were, “I’m glad to finally meet you, Lukas.” I was confused. She explained everything. They wanted us here to fulfill some sort of link of fated events. They would do anything to have the right things happen. Amelia had been roped into it because of personal reasons. She wouldn’t tell me anything more.

We went to the what she called the “main office”. I don’t think they have any
other offices. Two people were waiting for us. They were whispering with fast words of nervousness. Amelia introduced them as Mark and Katherine Jones. They seemed so smart. I felt better with them around. I officially met George when he appeared with the taxi. Amelia had called a taxi because we were going to meet another of the members. And of course, George was the taxi driver. Amelia smiled when she saw that George was our driver and handed him a business card. I decided not to ask any questions.

Finally we met Daniel Rivera. Daniel seemed angry, like he new what was going on. What stood out to me was the fact that his hands were wrapped in bandaids. He was holding them like he was trying to hide something. He looked up at Amelia and immediately stood and ran. We ran after him and then the yelling started. “I can’t do this again,” he said. “You can’t make me.” Amelia screamed back, “You have to, we have to. Please do it for me.” She looked at him with pleading eyes. He continued to hold his arms tightly to his body. He looked like a big guy but he seemed to be scrunching his body to appear smaller than he was. The two moved behind a tree and exchanged angerly whispered for a while. Eventually, Daniel and Amelia came back to the taxi and we went to the office. I still don’t understand what is going on. I work hard to do what I can. I want to go back home. No one seems to like it here. They either came because they were coerced or forced. We aren’t happy to do this. We have to. Something is going to happen. We aren’t sure what it is. I’m writing this post as a warning. Don’t believe everything these people say. If you are supernatural, please run. I think they are out to kill. And you know what’s worse, they don’t even have cookies.

Original Post can be found here.

For one of this weeks assignments, I created a resume for Conway Adams. I used a simple Microsoft word template and it was easy to do. It was a lot of fun creating a fake life for my character. This assignment was worth 3 stars and can be found here.

So the story of James Black and I is pretty simple. We kind of just fell into our friendship. We were both out on the streets one night fighting crimes when it happened. I was chasing this criminal who had just robbed a convenience store. It was about a five minute footrace through dark alleys of the city. He turned on corner and I thought I lost him. But to my surprise, as I came around the corner he was lying on the ground with this big SOB standing over top of him. This man was James Black. He had been listening to the chance over the scanner and decided to cut off the guy. From this day on we became partners in fighting crime and bad cops.

The original assignment can be found here and is worth 2 stars

I have always wanted to go across the Atlantic to see Ireland, Scotland, England, and some other fascinating places.  I made a board on Pinterest to show all the places I find interesting.

The different kinds of landscapes are mesmerizing.

Well, I finally started my pinterest account. Mack has helped me with some of the computer stuff for my board on Computers.  I have a board for Indian pictures and sayings. I also have one for dream catchers. I find those fascinating.

Pinterest can be so addictive though. Can spend hours looking at things on there.