[hider= The Jock || Caleb Dalton ]
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[sub][color=#808000][b]Faceclaim: Jacob Rott // Color Code: #808000[/b][/color][/sub]
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[sub][color=#808000][b]Full Name:[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Caleb Eugene Dalton[/indent] 

[sub][color=#808000][b]Nickname(s):[/b][/color][/sub]
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[*] Cal - Typically reserved for family and current girlfriends.
[*] Dalton - Old friends call him this, at least the ones that played on the team with him.
[*] Gene - Call him this and you're dead to him.[/list][/indent] 
[sub][color=#808000][b]Age:[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]27[/indent] 

[sub][color=#808000][b]Gender:[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Male[/indent] 

[sub][color=#808000][b]Sexuality:[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Heterosexual[/indent] 

[sub][color=#808000][b]Occupation:[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Bartender/Bouncer/Handyman/Whatever Husker needs him to be at Husker's Bar & Grill[/indent]

[sub][color=#808000][b]Place of Residence:[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent][url=https://i.pinimg.com/474x/00/28/02/002802e01f2ce24f1f114788f5793dfa.jpg]#24[/url] Shady Pines Drive[/indent] 

[sub][color=#808000][b]Family and Close Connections:[/b][/color][/sub]
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[u][b]Family[/b][/u][list]
[*][b]Frank Eugene Dalton[/b] - 48 - On Disability
[*][b] Patricia "Patty" Ann Dalton [/b]- 45 - Nightshift Nurse at Pines Holler Community Hospital.
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[u][b]Friends[/b][/u][list]
[*][b][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5645678]Tyler Boone[/url][/b] - [u]Relationship Status:[/u] Strained/Distant - Former friend turned victim. Caleb regrets what he did to Tyler, but doesn't think he deserves forgiveness.
[*][b]Willow Fraser[/b] - [u]Relationship Status:[/u] Shared Pain/Close Friends - A friend Caleb bonded with at the tail end of high school, helped to curb some of his anger but did nothing to help his bad coping mechanisms. He likes to joke that he's her bodyguard.[/list]

[u][b]Significant Other[/b][/u][/indent]

[hider=Open Ideas]
[list][*][b] Ex #1[/b] - They were both young, things ended kind of ugly. Caleb considers this one the one that got away. || Open - F only
[*] [b]Ex #2[/b] - Caught her cheating on him with a guy she'd met online. He stayed with her for another 2 months before she finally broke up with him. || Open - F only
[*] [b]The Friend Who Stayed[/b] - Knew Caleb through high school. When everyone else bailed on him, you stayed. || Open - M/F
[*] [b]The Loser He Bullied[/b] - There's still a lot of hatred there for the things Caleb did to you when you were both younger and you still haven't forgiven him. || Open - M only - Potentially taken! Obviously he can bully more people though if you really want him to. Lol.
[*] [b]The Friend Who Saw It Coming[/b] - You saw what Caleb was doing and tried to tell him to rest but he refused to listen. The friendship ended quietly but you still ask how his knee is doing and he always lies. || Open - M/F
[*] [b]Drinking Buddy[/b] - They listen to each other vent about the bullshit life they lead. Both have an addiction but both also think "I'm not as bad as [i]that[/i] guy." || Open - M/F
[*] [b]Recent Mentor[/b] - You've taken Caleb under your wing and he honestly looks up to you. The parental figure he wished he'd had growing up. || Open - M/F, older
[*] [b]The Girl Who Knows Better[/b] - You knew Caleb when he was younger and you remember how he used to be, before everything went side ways. You cut him off when he's had enough, tell him the truth bluntly, and listen when he needs someone to hear him. || Open - F only
[*] Other Ideas! Open to connections and suggestions!
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[sub][color=#808000][b]Appearance:[/b][/color][/sub]
[list][*][color=#808000]Height:[/color] 6ft 2in
[*][color=#808000]Hair:[/color] ear length, brown wavy thick hair
[*][color=#808000]Eyes:[/color] amber brown
[*][color=#808000]Body Type:[/color] athletic, broad shoulders, narrow waist, toned muscles. 
[*][color=#808000]Clothing Style:[/color] Athletic wear, sweats, weathered jeans and brown tones.
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[*] [url=https://i.pinimg.com/736x/4e/d7/d7/4ed7d74dbd83e141e782840e776dcd0a.jpg]1.[/url]
[*] [url=https://i.pinimg.com/736x/c8/28/89/c82889b2db074420c7ef91b8ebc5764d.jpg]2.[/url]
[*] [url=https://i.pinimg.com/736x/3a/6d/da/3a6ddabf05709c4f985d3a839c54665e.jpg]3.[/url]
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[*][color=#808000]Body Markings:[/color] light birthmark on the right side of his chest, scarring from a surgery on his knee
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[sub][color=#808000][b]Personality:[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Caleb is a directionless fuckboy. He hides anxiety and fear with humor and charm. His heart silently breaks as he watches others move through life more easily than he does. He can't stand seeing other people do well, jealousy and hatred hitting him like gut punches. He can't help the small sense of satisfaction when others experience the same living hell that he does, nor can he help the guilt that follows.

Beyond the oppressive feeling of worthlessness, Caleb is actually a fairly intelligent and soft person. He likes to hide this behind an idiotic himbo persona he's crafted for himself because it's harder to disappoint if they never expected anything from you to begin with. You're always a winner when the bar is laying on the ground. 

Caleb's self-loathing manifests as risk taking and thrill seeking. It's nothing visible, and not usually very public. He drives a little too fast on empty roads, not hoping to crash, but not necessarily caring if he does. He escalates arguments into fights, enjoying the feeling of the pain a few punches to his gut gives him. 

He can sometimes be a little pessimistic and callused, especially when it comes to topics of hope and growth. He thinks he's in a hole and there's no amount of struggle that will get him out of it. Fated to end up exactly like his father. [/indent] 

[sub][color=#808000][b]History:[/b][/color][/sub]
[indent]Caleb grew up the "Star Boy" Quarterback. He was one of the ones that everyone was convinced would escape this place. He was lined up to get that scholarship for his top school, he'd get into the big leagues and he could get his parents out of that damned trailer park. He was a teen filled with all the dreams that came with his affinity for athletics. He liked the way using his body felt and enjoyed the attention it got him. Pines Holler High was [i]his[/i] school as far as he was concerned. He learned early on that love came loud and publicly, but only when he was winning.

So, when he first twisted his knee during practice, he ignored it. He even went so far as to hide it. He pushed through with pure adrenaline, letting that carry him through games. He couldn't afford to miss any games, he couldn't afford to slack off or miss work either. His dad lost his job and got put on disability when he was in his Junior year and his mom was a night nurse, so his part time night job at Clarks was part of the family's income too. The pain becomes background noise and he wraps it up tighter, chokes the pain down, finds ways to cope. He started stealing halves of his father's prescription pain meds. Not enough to anyone to notice, but enough to help him take the edge off. 

The end of his senior year, he applied for a scholarship for a full ride to the College of his choice and his chances were extremely high. He finally had it, his escape plan, a way out of this shit hole of a town. He would not end up like his father. He'd make something of himself. 

So, when the Scouters showed up at one of the games unexpectedly, Caleb locked in. He played one of the best games he'd ever had and was riding a high from the cheers of the crowd. This was it. 

And then it happened. He took a hit that normally wouldn't have phased him, sure it would have hurt, but he could tough through it and break through. But his legs wouldn't listen to him. His right knee buckled unnaturally and he felt a sharp pain as he crumpled to the ground. The rest of the night was a blur. Ambulance lights, his mother crying, doctor's shaking their heads, more crying. A week later, after the surgery, he received a letter postponing his scholarship. He felt his dream slip away as the doctors told him that he likely could not continue playing such an intensive sport. His mind drifted, as if he was looking down on himself from above. This couldn't be real. His destiny was [i]not[/i] to end up like his father. [i]He[/i] was supposed to [i]be[/i] somebody. 

The rest of his senior year went by quickly. He got angry and took it out on others when it suited him, He got into fights and pushed people buttons. He, quite honestly, barely graduated. Several months later, he started his job at the Lumber Company, which was the only job he could find at the time. He'd have laughed if it didn't hurt so much.

Caleb mellowed out after a while. He was still angry, but it was less intense. He started using humor to cope and hide his pain. He put on a mask that suited him, one that hopefully showed everyone that he was just fine, back to the Caleb they all knew and loved. But, inside he hated himself. 

When the Lumber Company shut down, it felt like a gut punch. Now, not even the dead-end job that crippled his father was good enough for him. He swallowed his pride, helped out in the community where he could. He could be an ass, but he wasn't a bastard. He started doing free yardwork for those who had lost their jobs in his spare time. At least, when he wasn't job hunting. He started working at Husker's just a week ago and he's honestly been enjoying himself. He gets to flirt with the girls that come in and the girls that come in bring in more business, a real win-win. Hell, it was less labor intensive than the Parton's. He actually jumps at the chance to load inventory off the truck.[/indent] 

[sub][color=#808000][b]Extra Facts // Headcannons:[/b][/color][/sub]
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[*] Caleb [i]thinks[/i] he couldn't care less about the expansion and growth of Pines Holler. But in reality, he's scared. Scared that the town will outgrow him and even this shit hole will be too good for him. It might be a shit hole but it's his shit hole, dammit.
[*] Caleb likes to find little ways to help out around the town. Despite himself, he enjoys the attention he gets and it makes him feel better. Might be a selfish reason to do it, but hey. At least he's doing it.
[*] Caleb is a heavy drinker. He doesn't get shit-faced often, but the comfortable buzz helps his knee stop hurting so damn much.
[*] His knee never actually fully recovered and he unconsciously likes it that way. He pushes past his limits knowing it fucks with his knee. He hides the limp pretty well these days, but occasionally, on particularly rainy days, it gets pretty bad. 
[*] Caleb absolutely has a pain kink. Fuck him up, sis. (OOC: Nothing intense, please. Happy to discuss!)
[*] Caleb had a pet dog growing up, but it ran away when he was 13. They never got another one. 
[*] More to come![/list][/hider]