[hider=Caretaker WIP][h1][color=black]Charles Edward Clayton [/color][/h1]
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"Let's get to work."
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[color=black]|| NAME ||[/color]
[indent]Charles Clayton "Chuck" or "Clay" [/indent]
[color=black]|| GENDER ||[/color]
[indent] Male [/indent]
[color=black]|| AGE ||[/color]
[indent]43 [/indent]
[color=black]|| ROLE ||[/color]
[indent]Moral Compass[/indent]
[color=black]|| SEXUALITY ||[/color]
[indent]Straight, well there was that one time in Tijuana...[/indent]
[color=black]|| RELATIONSHIP STATUS ||[/color]
[indent]Still wears his wedding ring.[/indent]
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[hider=As good as I once was][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sVmvD2Tjglk[/youtube][/hider]
[color=black]|| POSITIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS ||[/color]
[indent]Hard working, generous, Firm handed/even tempered.[/indent]
[color=black]|| NEGATIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS ||[/color]
[indent]Gallows humor, works and smokes away his pain to avoid drinking.[/indent]
[color=black]|| QUIRKS ||[/color]
[indent]He HATES alcohol! If he has to step into a bar, someone is coming out bloody.[/indent]
[indent]He loves his daughter, she looks just like her mom. But how do you tell your little girl you stay out late to not have to see her moms face every time she smiles?[/indent]
[color=black]|| HOBBIES ||[/color]
[indent]Touring the town for odd jobs to keep himself busy, gloving up to hit the punching bag when there is no work to be done. Anything to keep himself out of his head.[/indent]
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[hider=Dont take the girl][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hMk8YWV7te8[/youtube][/hider]
[color=black]|| FAMILY MEMBERS ||[/color]
[indent]Wife - Victoria "Clementine" Clayton (Victoria is her legal first name, but always went by her middle name socially)- Deceased[/indent]
[indent]Daughter - Cameron Victoria Clayton - Student/babysitter[/indent]
[indent]Brother - Montana "Mo" Clayton - Town drunk[/indent]
[color=black]|| HOUSE DESCRIPTION ||[/color]
[indent]Simple sturdy two bedroom 'log cabin' for him and his little girl. He only uses his bedroom to change and the master bathroom, otherwise he sleeps on the couch. He doesn't allow any alcohol on his property and he keeps his 'smoke' in the shed outside. He is usually gone for most of the day, out the door at 6 after getting Clementine up for school and home at or after 6 with diner. If its bad outside, then he waits to take her and pick her up from school. Something about not trusting anyone on the road in bad weather.[/indent]
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[hider=Bring me to life][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jMCyafoj5gY[/youtube][/hider]
[color=black]|| BIOGRAPHY ||[/color]
- When his first wife was pregnant, starts digging graves looking for money


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A farmers son, through and through. from six to sixteen he was in the barn tending to the cows while dad handled the greenhouse where they grew their hemp (happy cows make good milk, stoned cows make great milk). For the first ten years he was the only son, then Montana came along and life changed a little. When dad died on Charels sixteenth birthday, life changed a lot. When mom left two years later, his life ended. He had to be the dad for an eight year old sister, the next ten years were hell on that farm. 
He couldn't hire hands without risk someone would spill or steal the family secret of potfarming cowpies. The only others who knew was the dairy 'next door' a mile down the road, who processed the milk for him since he couldn't make the cheese as well as run the farm all by himself. What help he got from mo, little as it was, was harder than pulling teeth from a rattlesnake and took ten times as long.  "You're not Dad, Charles! You can't tell me what to do all the damn time!" Was a weekly mantra that usually ended with someone out the front door.

Just when it all seemed lost, came Clementine. 

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She came to the dairy down the road trying to get away from some 'city trouble' and they asked Chuck if he needed a farm hand he could trust. Lust became like and like became love. It took a couple years of trying with the farm springing back to life before life sprang up in Clementine. Against his better wishes, Clementine insisted that they keep their door open to Montana. 

[color=00aeef]"She needs to know she has a safe harbor, no matter how bad the storm is outside or the storm brewing in your heart." [/color] 

When the child was born, they agreed that each one got to pick part of the name, Clementine could pick any first name, he got to pick the middle name. She chose Cameron for the scottish name for a crooked river, for it was at the river she was concived. He picked Victoria for Clementines first name.

The first year was heaven, then it all went to hell. She went for a drive in the truck to celebrate their anniversary and grab something from the diner for dinner. Coming up the other side of the road was old man parkers 67 camero but he was driving a bit off. Normally what happened next would have just been a fender bender, but the collision happened on the wet bridge. The truck made a quarter turn, the back tires slid off and flipped it into the mostly mud river. If she hadn't been flattened, she would have drowned.


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[color=black]|| THEME SONG ||[/color]
[indent][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uwNTQO50bQE] Oh death -  Amy Van Roekel[/url]
[sub]Whoa, death someone would pray,
could you wait to call me another day...
The children prayed, the preacher preached,
time and mercy is out of your reach...[/sub][/indent]
[color=black]|| NIGHTMARE ||[/color]
[indent]His dead wife, Sometimes completely hale and healthy in that summer dress he loved... other times she is the twist of skin and steel crawling towards him as nothing more than a severed torso with her entrails dragging behind her. Honestly, seeing her unharmed hurts him more. He knows what he had and lost.[/indent]
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