MARTIN, Chandler

[.Rissa.]

.Chance Martin.

Full Name: Chandler Ricky Martin
Nick Names: Chance
Student or Staff: Student
House (if student): Yellow Ribbon House
Age: 17
Ethnicity: Caucasion
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight

Physical Description: Chance is, in two words, lean and muscular. He is approximetley 5'9" and weighs around 170 pounds. Chance has short brown hair, and hazel eyes that capture your heart, if you let them. His face is normally scraggly, though sometimes clean shaven, defining his jaw line more.

He is normally dressed in relaxed fitting faded jeans, worn cowboy boots, and untucked western shirts. He loves wearing his white felt cowboy hat.

Personality: Chance is a care-free kind of guy. He always wing things, never has a plan. He is very disorganized, but you saw that coming. He is also a major procrastinator, so will find him up unitl 3 AM finishing a paper regularly.

This cowboy is always ready to have a good time. He isn't mature enough to settle down with one woman, but for a pretty little girl who needs some love tonight, he's open.
Likes:
*Horses
*Girls
*Partying
*Cigarettes
*Chevy Trucks

Dislikes:
*Studying
*Having to be serious
*Homosexuals
*Tobacco-free campus

History: Chance was born and raised in northern Texas, on the state borderline with Oklahoma. His father was a average Joe who worked for a construction company. His mother worked at a local gas station.

Chance played football throughout middle school, but broke his collar bone and quit. He started FFA in high school, showing pigs. He lived in the same town all his life, and everyone knew everyone.

The cowboy had always liked horses, but his family lived a couple acres, and there was never room for one. His summer year as a sophomore, Chance went to work on a ranch an hour out of town. A horse trainer lived there, by the name of Dusty Brown. Dusty could break a colt in as little as an hour. He showed Chance some of the ropes around horses, and the boy would watch them being worked in the round pen.

Dusty had two kids, but they were all grown up and moved away, and neither one showed interest in horses. Dusty felt Chance was his only heir to his horse training methods, and treated him like a son. Dusty's only fault, was that he was an alcoholic. And, beer and horses don't mix. It was late at night, dark. That car never saw a horse and rider in the road until it was too late. The police contacted Chance's house before he went to class that morning. The boy ran up to his room, and wept.

Dusty didn't have a will, but his kids were nice enough to let Chance pick any horse he wanted, while the ranch, and the rest would be sold
Misc.: Is homophobic
Face Claim/Playby: Justin Moore

.Dusty.

Registered Name: N/A
Name: Dusty
Age: 3 months
Species: Canine
Breed: Black and Tan Coonhound
Registry: N/A
Personality: Dusty is still a young pup, but he shows signs of loyality and courage. He is very sweet, and loves all people, ready to lick their face off before biting it. He loves it when Chance hides out puppy treats for him to find. He also loves to sleep.
History: After the death of Dusty Brown, Chance's parents knew the boy needed something. He got a horse, but prey animals didn't really buddy up to predator animals, and with the boy moving off to Kenucky, they were afraid he would get lonely. So, they bought him a puppy from a kennel. Chance had always loved hounds, so it was no surprise his face lit up like a five year old boy's when the puppy popped it's head out of his dad's coat.