NOAH ATWOOD
Full Name: Noah Daniel Atwood
Nicknames: n/a
Pronouns and Gender: He/Him, Cis Male
Age and Birthday: 30years old, December 27th, 1995
Zodiac: Capricorn sun, Virgo moon, Capricorn rising
Birth place: Aurora Bay, California
Sexuality: Biromantic Bisexual
Status: Single
Occupation: Paramedic & seasonal lifeguard at Blue Lagoon Pool
Education: High School Diploma + Paramedic Schooling
Residence: Fisher’s Cove
Time in Aurora Bay: his whole life
Face claim: Justice Smith
tw: parental death, drug use mention, abuse, custody battle
HISTORY —
Noah had been born December 27th, to a mother who passed during birth due to complications, and a father who had to find a way to feed a hungry, newborn baby when putting food on the table had already been hard enough. It was a difficult feat to accomplish on his own, so of course the aid of his grandparents was necessary while his father took to working two jobs.
For this reason alone, Noah looks to his grandparents as the people who raised him. He gets it now — SoCal is an expensive place to live — but as a kid he oftentimes neglected to mention he even had a father. Not out of spite or anger, just the simple innocence that his grandmother picked him up from school and packed his lunches while his grandfather prepped him for his youth soccer association.
Until his teens, Noah found himself spending most of his time outside of school and after school extracurriculars at their house. He'd fall asleep on the couch there, wake up in his own star and planet patterned space blanket beneath the glow in the dark constellations hanging from his popcorn cieling. And when he'd gotten old enough to tend to himself, he would still visit… outside of seeking out food banks so he could try and make his own meals and, maybe, some to surprise them with as a thank you for all they've done.
By fourteen, his father met another woman and quickly moved her in. Things were fine, but Noah felt rejected in a sense. That time and effort could be put into her, but he'd been dropped elsewhere so things were 'easier'. Turns out, it had been for the better, because he'd learned through the walls his booming voice, and her trying to yell back and hold her own.
Things he might've been wise to had his mother survived delivery, and he never spent days upon days in the care of his grandparents. He barely knew the woman, but it made him sick to his stomach that he couldn't do a thing to help her.
Noah did try once with a 911 call. She lied for his father, though, and nothing happened beyond the brief accusation of it being him who called. It had been a fortunate thing she insisted the neighbors must have overheard their arguing, so it had been put to bed. After a few days of reprieve as a result for the police visit, the fights started again. There had been months of it, it became the new-norm. He fell asleep easier, but his grades did begin to suffer just as his social life. He withdrew in school, got fidgety, and lost his desire to pursue any sports.
He came home the day of his sixteenth birthday to find her nodded off, with a needle sticking out of her arm. Lethargic and like a ragdoll, vomit down her front, Noah panicked. For the first time since the only phone call he'd dialed out to emergency services, he called for an ambulance. For the better, too, as they were able to revive her and bring her to the nearest hospital for medical treatment.
Noah's father didn't appreciate this as he worried it put a target on him. As it turns out, there was a few narcotics stashed in his room. An argument ensued, Noah defending his decision, his father belittling him for putting his nose into someone else's business, and Noah swung on him. Once, twice, three times until he was down.
His vindication quickly turned to panic and terror and he ran to the safest place he knew. The one he should've ran to long ago: back to his grandparents' home. As expected a custody battled followed, and was easily won so that the remainder of Noah's years as a minor he was to remain in their care, and his father had no claim. If asked, however, Noah doesn't regret that time back living with his father.
For as short as it was, and how his own mental health started to fall off, he recognized that at the very least he'd done something to save his dad's (now ex) girlfriend's life. Like he'd been meant to be there to make that phone call. It also is the very thing that pushed him into his current career.
Becoming an EMT was his first step, starting as a cadet and attending courses for CPR certification and emergency first aid. His hours put into that had been strictly volunteer to begin, so he also worked part time at the local pet store for cash. His grandparents supported this venture. He wasn't charged rent or any money so long as he continued his efforts to stay on this path.
Noah inevitably put himself through paramedic school, and it had been the happiest he ever felt. He wanted to learn more and do more, and this was where he could begin. He passed his tests with flying colors, and he may have not been top of the class in the fitness assessment, but he rolled through it effortlessly enough. One year of schooling, Noah became a paramedic by twenty-three years old.
TRAITS.
+ Ingenious, sensible
+/- Disciplined, neutral
- Sarcastic, self-critical
HEADCANONS.
⊹ Noah might live in Fisher's Cove, but he frequents his grandparents' home in Seabrook Quarter to drop off meals and pay them surprise visits.
⊹ Noah rarely drives the rig as he prefers to handle the patients in the back. He's oftentimes chosen to fill out the paperwork as his handwriting is meticulously neat.
⊹ He has a three-legged, long-haired tabby cat named Stanley that is ten years old. He adopted it from the shelter when he moved into his own place so that he wouldn't feel so alone.
⊹ He cannot stand the taste of poultry, but is always down to order a double cheeseburger from the bar. Burgers and pub fries, thank you.
⊹ Noah has a mild fear of heights. Not so much that if he is in a building at the tenth floor looking out he panics, but he will not be the one opening the blinds, thankyouverymuch.
⊹ he also has a strong aversion to ketchup.
⊹ he has a stomach of steel until vomit is involved.
CONNECTIONS.
romantic connects will be added in the future once I get Noah more established. Once again, a brand new babe, but I am open to working on it if chemistry and heavy plotting occurs. Aurora Bay native, he has room for friends, ex-classmates, or even any potential enemies. I’m down for exes, past hook-ups, etc. just need to be plotted out more. If you think he can fit anything for your muses, by all means. He isn’t a wallflower, but doesn’t necessarily put himself out there. He has a tendency to project his morals on others and has high expectations of those around him which can make him very easily disappointed.
♡ @priyaxdesai - childhood best friends that were inseparable.
♡ @nomadjones - noah respects and admires dallas. fellow first responder and soccer fan, there isn't a moment where noah doesn't find comfort in dallas's presence. he enjoys the time they spend together scrimmaging out in the field.
♡ @atticus-cortes - long term friend first, ex-boyfriend second, and now they're trying to do this awkward dance to figure out where each other stands after mutually agreeing to call the relationship off. ( no longer in game but still canon )
♡ @emersonxcassidy - friend to noah who he met by happenstance, and sharer of cat stories.
♡ @noralevin - she stole his crayons in grade school, and he's never forgiven her. (they were the 64 color, Crayola box with a built in sharpener, thank you.
♡ @edenxoconnell, @cricketcampbell, @sullivanxshaw, @solaadisa - D&D group, fellow nerds, and some of his newest friends.
♡ @hcnter - cousin and someone noah looks up to.
LINKS.
⊹ inspo
⊹ playlist about noah
@aurorabayaesthetic
