Drive Me Crazy

Noel Cameron - 21 - I'll probably fall in love with anyone who owns an animal.

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purestofangelos:

Angie shook in his office, whimpering softly. Everything played through his head. The beatings, the verbal abuse, everything. He couldn’t get away. He couldn’t run and hide. All he could do was sit and let it play through. He must have been in his office for a while since he heard three loud knocks. He slowly came out of his panic attack to call out to the door. “Hello? Who is it?” He called.

Noel wasn’t even sure how he’d wandering into the shop in the first place, but once he noticed where he was, he figured he might as well take care of some of the Christmas things he’d been planning to help with, and one of them just so happened to involve a list of books he was planning to donate and give to anyone and anywhere that may have needed them. Christmas was all about giving, after all. List in hand, he’d made his way to the first door he saw, knocking a little too loudly, cringing at himself afterwards and hoping he hadn’t bothered whoever was inside too much. It didn’t take a genius to realize that the voice that called out to him didn’t exactly sound cheerful and for the shortest second Noel considered walking away, fearing that he’d already caused a problem just by his knocking alone. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you, I just kind of need some help, maybe. Or not, it’s okay if you can’t. Can I come in?” He asked, trying his best to keep his tone soft and friendly while still making sure he could be heard.

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BASICS

Full Name: Noel Elliot Cameron Nickname(s): El Age: 21 Date of Birth: June, 14, 1996 Zodiac Sign: Gemini Place of Birth: New York, USA Ethnicity: African-American/Polish Nationality: American Gender: Cis-Male Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual Romantic Orientation: Heteroromantic Religion: Unsure Occupation: Mechanic Language(s) Spoken: English, very little Polish Accent: Typical New Yorker

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

Face Claim: Jacob Artist Hair Color: Black Eye Color: Brown Height: 6′ 2″ Weight: 173 lbs Build: Athletic Tattoos: None yet Piercings: None Distinguishing Characteristics: Wavy hair and puppy dog eyes

PERSONALITY

Label: The Samaritan Positive Traits: Selfless, Cheerful, Loyal, Kind, Trustworthy Negative Traits: Gullible, Self-Conscious, Anxious, Obsessive Goals/Desires: Helping people, leaving impacts, generally making less bad happen in the world, being happy and making others happy Fears: Losing people, being the reason someone gets hurt, when the roads and sidewalks get icey, losing control of situations, flying squirrels, driving Hobbies: dancing, singing, writing, helping people, astrology, rebuilding cars Quirks: fully believes in aliens, paces like crazy when nervous or speaking/texting on the phone, the literal worst liar on the planet, won’t drive a car if his life depends on it, stutters but only when he’s anxious, gets almost scarily helpful during holidays, keeps a rose candle lit at all times unless he’s not home or sleeping, gives the mom arm to anyone crossing a street with him every single time, holds full blown conversations with babies/animals/plants Likes: musicals, all animals, anyone that’s nice to him, old movies, Christmas lights, coffee, any kind of music, any kind of dance, the way everything looks after it snows/rains, those instagram posts about animals being saved and having happy homes, any kind of decorating, well-maintained cars Dislikes: rude people, people driving drunk or in any kind of hazardous situations, sad animal commercials, drinking, people who are overly negative

FAMILY

Father: Silas Cameron (MIA) Mother: Melissa Denise (Deceased) Sibling(s): Belle Marie Cameron Pet(s): Every stray he ever sees Financial Status: Comfortable

TESTS

Myers-Briggs: ENFJ Enneagram: Type Nine - Mediator  Temperament: phlegmatic Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff 

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M O O D B O A R D S - Noel Cameron - PART ONE: Personality

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atlasbell:

Atlas thought about, he really began to put the logistics of dropping everything and wandering off together in his brain. In theory he was able to do what he wanted, but the question morphed into if he really wanted to. He was a romantic, he fell in love with the idea of seclusion in nature, but he wasn’t sure if he would even enjoy it. “I’ll keep that all in mind, mate,” he eventually said before clearing his throat. “What about you? What’s your big dream?”

Noel smiled brightly, nodding. Even if the man had never taken his advice, at least he knew he had given it, and that was all that mattered to him. “I kind of think I’m still figuring that out. I mean, I’m not really sure what you’d want out of the world when all you want to do is help make other people happy and you already do that. Or at least think you do.” He shrugged, shaking his head. “The biggest my dreams get is leaving a impact on other people. That’s probably really weird, huh?” He added with a laugh, clinking the ice around his empty glass as he scooted it between his hands on where it sat.

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professoroberon:

Volker glanced at the other again, giving him a knowing smile. It wasn’t long ago that he was unfamiliar with the streets of Dublin. He’d only been in the city a year so far. “I can empathize. I was new here not too long ago. I’m not as familiar with Dublin as I am with Berlin or Helsinki, but I can get you where you’re going. Google Maps is a wonderful thing sometimes.” He let out a chuckle. “You’re not bothering me at all, actually. I was just getting ready to leave campus for the day.”

Noel sighed in relief, smiling at the man. “I just need to know where the world these people usually handle their Christmas shopping around here. I kind of promised about four different people that I would take care of theirs for them and that was at least an hour ago.” He laughed, shrugging it off. “Guess that’s what happens when you jump the gun before you know what you’re doing. So you work here? Because if so, that’s probably the coolest thing I’ve heard all day.”

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val-valerie-valerian:

“Uh. Hi.” Valerian had answered the door, surprised to hear a man offering to help him decorate for Christmas, and leaned against the doorjamb. “Uh. I mean, that’s very nice, and also definitely feels like it could be a weird scam, but I was raised by witches, so I don’t… do Christmas. Thank you, though.”

Noel was well aware before he’d even started offering that some people were going to be extremely weary of his offer, no matter how pure his intentions, so he wasn’t surprised at being turned down nor did was discouraged. He was, however, extremely thrown off at the witch comment, and as much as he wanted to let it slide - especially considering he didn’t condone judgment in any sort - his confusion and curiosity got the best of him, as they often did. “I..I’m sorry, did you just say you were raised by witches, or did one of the other people I helped roofie me when I was in their houses?” He puzzled, the expression on his face showing that he was fully convinced that it could have been the latter.

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atlasbell:

“I’m completely serious,” Atlas assured the other man. “Look, all I’m saying is when you have family and work and whatever, you can’t just up and run to the mountains for a weekend. I should have done this shit when I was in school, but I was too busy for it then.” He said and shook his head. “Have you ever wanted to do something that just never worked out the right way? Timing wise?”

Noel listened intently, brows furrowed as he nodded in understanding, seemingly drifting off in thought for a split second at the question before snapping back to his previous cheerful smile. “Who says it’s too late though, man?” He asked, answering the question with another question. “If you have family, why wouldn’t they understand? Everyone has all these things they want to do so badly and they’re always talking about how they wish they would have at this time or this time or that time. Who is really stopping you from taking a break from time altogether?” Noel insisted. “Besides, if there’s anything you’d need help getting out of, I wouldn’t mind helping while you went on whatever exploring spree you wanted.” He added with a shrug.

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“Hi, this is probably a really weird thing to ask but I’m already doing it for a bunch of other people that can’t or don’t want to do it themselves, so I was just wondering if you needed any help decorating for Christmas?” Noel stood at the door with a smile, realizing but not caring about how weird and unusual what he was doing probably was. “I swear this isn’t some weird scam to rob people or something, I just thought, ya know, there’s always someone that wants or needs help.”

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professoroberon:

“You’ve caught me outside of office hours, I’m afraid.” Volker took a drag and held it a moment before exhaling. “What can I do for you?” He asked, raising a brow.

Noel paused, glancing over his shoulders in case it wasn’t himself the man were talking to, having not realized he’d even been walking in the mans direction and honestly not being sure if he’d said anything out loud, since he tended to say things he was thinking on occasion - an embarrassing situation that he usually faked his way out of, ending up in many conversations he never meant to start. “I..I’m not really..sure. I-I’m new to Dublin, so I don’t really know where I’m going..or where I even just came from.” He admitted, laughing nervously. “I didn’t mean to bother you, sir.”

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atlasbell:

“I’ve been thinking recently,” Atlas said, speaking to the person who had sat near him. Their mistake. His eyes were stuck on the television above the bar as the Hurling game played on. “I want to drive out of Dublin, mountains probably.” He paused long enough to take a drink from his beer. “I want to get a telescope and go check out the stars.” This had been a recurring thought of his in the last month, to get out and see more. He also knew that because of how he was, he would either fall in love with the stars, or think himself an absolute bonehead for doing it in the first place. “What do you think?” He asked, looking at the person he was subjecting his ramblings to for the first time. 

“Honestly?” Noel began, wondering to himself how serious the guy was and why someone would have to leave a place to go to some mountains in the first place, or why they’d do it in the first place. “I think maybe you’re thinking a little too much if you even have to ask about it. Do whatever you want to do, man! As long as it makes you happy, at least.” He encouraged, offering the other man a sincere smile.

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phinquin:

“Hear me out,” Quinn began quickly as he pushed his drink away from himself. “Candy Corn stopped production in the 70′s, everything that they’ve been selling since is old product they just had left over.” He grinned and gave a small shrug. “It explains why it seems to get staler every year,” he added. 

Noel knew he looked confused as hell. He knew that for certain, because he was. He hadn’t been sitting down for ten minutes and suddenly he was listening to the history and conspiracies of candy corn. Having no idea how to reply, he pretended to be suddenly dying of thirst as he took the straw out of his water and started chugging it as an excuse to have a second to think of something, anything, to say. Finally he sat his glass down and spoke. “I didn’t actually know candy corn was still a thing. I thought it ended in like, 2001.” He admitted, mentally cursing himself for how stupid he had to be if it took him so long to come up with that. 

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HAVE YOU SEEN NOEL CAMERON? THE TWENTY ONE YEAR OLD CISMALE THAT LOOKS A LOT LIKE JACOB ARTIST? IT’S ALWAYS HARD TO CATCH THE SAMARITAN SINCE THEY WORK AS A MECHANIC; NO WONDER EL IS SAID TO BE SELF-CONSCIOUS & GULLIBLE, BUT MY MATE INSISTS THEY CAN BE QUITE CHEERFUL & SELFLESS ON A BETTER DAY. DO YOU THINK IT’S TRUE HE IS FROM NEW YORK? WAIT, I THINK I HEAR FIGHTER BY CHRISTINA AGUILERA - THEY MUST BE NEARBY.

Hi bitches! It’s Kailee again with another baby that’s less of a bitch than Eliza is and I love him very much and unlike her, I’ve played this one before. Learn more about him under the cut. Death TW but I think that’s it. Feel free to hmu if you want to plot.

Okay, so basically Noel is a really sweet little dude probably too much so some times, he finds it hard to say no to anyone and feels guilty if he isn’t doing everything he can and more to be helpful.

Basically his story is that his mom was a pretty well known dancer back in the US and spent a lot of time touring as a backup dancer and things and often didn’t have any choice but to leave Noel to watch his little sister because since their dad wasn’t around it was how they got taken care of.

It was around Christmas time 2 years ago when his mom was on her way back from the airport to be home for the holidays and slid off the road on the ice and flipped the car, breaking her neck in the process. Because of all the traffic and other accidents dealt with, the kids didn’t find out until the next morning on Christmas eve. 

After everything that happened Noel took it upon himself to get a job and to start looking after his little sister full time, In between taking care of her, he started taking college courses while she was at school to aim towards becoming a mechanic while also trying to balance any part time jobs he could work through the night to take care of them

He ended up moving to Dublin as recently as about 4 months ago when his aunt caught on to everything he was doing for his sister and after talking to him, took it upon herself to decide that it was too much for him to handle, and after a lot of pleading with him convinced him to let her take his sister in and gave him quite a bit of money and told him to go off and do whatever he wanted wherever he wanted, so basically he came to Dublin bc it’s one of the only places he knew much about based on account of his mom coming more than once and now here he is

He’s just a small selfless little baby bean that thinks doing mechanic work will someone help less car accidents happen and wants to help everyone and make everyone happy all the time bc that’s how he was brought up and he goes into hyperdrive with trying to do so around the holidays bc of all of this and I just love him a lot and I’m crying