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Noel Barnes

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a character in “What Could Be Worse?...Zombies....”, originally authored by Geekly, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Name: Noel Barnes

Nickname: No; Big Bad Boss

Age: 26

Personality: Noel is cold and ruthless, as one might want their leader to be during a zombie apocalypse. He isn't afraid of a little (or a lot) of blood and is willing to do anything if it means helping his team or himself. Noel is best at ruthless fighting and risk taking, and is normally trying his best to make out strategies, even if he isn't the best at it. He actually has ADD and dyslexia, so you could say he was born to be a fighter, not a scholar. Noel finds nothing more exciting and fulfilling than getting a fresh kill. Although he is cold hearted on the outside, Noel is actually softer on the inside, especially towards his team. His team members are the only people he has allowed himself to get close to, and as a result, well, he hasn't killed them yet. Although he does make vauge threats whenever they annoy him. Noel trains his team members hard and has high expectations for them. Expectation number 1: Don't die. That's about it on expectations.

History: Noel had only lived with his mother as a child, his father had left them after he was born. The two of them grew up dirt poor, his mom hardly ever paying the bills on time, even with two jobs. Never the less he grew up to be fine and for a while after he graduated high school he was jobless and still had to live with his mother for a while (He didn't have the grades to go to college). His only skill was fighting and gun-wielding, and surprisingly there aren't too many high paying jobs requiring that skill set. He had eventually become a bounty hunter. He had been looking for a job in a police department (but he wouldn't have been able to seeing as he hardly finished high school) but a different station picked him up. And BAM he had become one of the top bounty hunters. Normally a Bounty Hunter has about the same morals as a police officer but not Noel, not really. He accepted all kinds of cases, as in having the occasional killing. You know, someone just didn't want to get their hands dirty and came to him. And so he became the highest paying bounty hunter with the lowest morals.

He almost felt as if all his wrong doings had collected on him, and his karma was absolutely horrible. So he was rather surprised when he had found an amazing girl to marry. Her name was Emily and he was in love with her. She never found out about his killing people, and Noel had always felt a horrible pang of guilt when his job was mentioned. So when he had lost her, as well as his mother, his horrible guilt had only hung over his head and not to mention a great anger from his loss. And now his present day, fighting off zombies with a fueled passion.

Who They Lost: His mom and his fiance Emily. It was just a regular day, Emily and Noel's mom sat at the counter, discussing plans for the wedding and Noel happily shooting things outside (he owned a large piece of land, what can he say, killing had a large payoff). The zombies just seemed to come out of nowhere, being everywhere, practically a swarm around his house. He rushed inside for his mom and Emily but a group of zombies already crowded over them. Noel tried to fight them off, but there were to many and he had to accept it and run away while he still could.

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Likes:
1. Chainsaws/ other loud weapons
2. Fighting, Hand to Hand if it isn't a zombie
3. Sweet/ Sugary foods
4. Driving (as soon as he finds a car/motorcycle with some gas)
5. Guns, he's been known to kill someone just for the bullets in their gun
6. Lifting weights
7. Drawing
(if you hadn't noticed, his life pretty much revolves around fighting)

Dislikes: AT LEAST 5
1. Talking about Emily/ his Mom
2. Swimming
3. Electronics, if it's not a weapon he doesn't like it.
4. Traitors
5. Salty foods
6. Reading/Writing
7. Wedding dresses, it reminds him of Emily, and he gets a bit weird when he thinks about Emily

Fears:
1. Ocean, to keep it brief, there are some creepy things in the deep blue.
2. Losing one of his team mates, especially if the only reason they were gone was that they left the team. Simply put: he isn't a big fan of rejection.
3. Losing his killing edge, especially in this time that he really needs it.
4. Falling in Love again, he really feels like he had betrayed Emily and he doesn't want to go through that again

Dreams:
1. To marry his fiance, Emily, and live their life happily together.
2. To eventually get out of the killing business and do something respectable.
3. To be able to turn his bad past around and live a new life.
4. To be able to live a normal life.

Romantic Interest: UNKNOWN

Weapon of Choice: Of course he was a bounty hunter so he was skilled with most weapons, but he's crap with swords. His weapon of choice? A cross bow. He finds it a great weapon, even if he runs out of arrows he is able to use the crossbow as a weapon itself. When he left his house he grabbed a duffel bag that he used for his work, containing a case or two of bullets, a gun, a knife, and a crossbow with several arrows. His stock pile of weapons grew after looting a couple of stores but he only carries his crossbow and a loaded gun with him.

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Noel Barnes's Story

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#, as written by Geekly
Noel carefully took aim, looking through the scope on his gun as he shot at the target he set up so far away. He smiled to himself as the target fell from it's post. Breathing in the fresh air, Noel looked around his large piece of land. What could he say, the Bounty Hunting business paid generously. And what did he do after a long day of shooting people? Why shoot things of course! Noah could hear squeals travel from his house and grinned. His mother and Bride-to-be Emily were planning for the wedding, the flower arrangements, or something like that, Noel wasn't too interested. He just chuckled to himself as he reloaded his gun, looking through his scope to his target. But he could see someone coming up behind the target. It kinda looked like he had been wounded, the person was walking funny. Noel put his gun down and peered towards the man, yelling out, "Hey, Buddy, This is a private property!" but the man kept walking the same direction, not even slowing. Noel noticed several others coming up from the same direction the man had come. Cautiously raising his gun, he aimed at one of the men, yelling out again, "Take another step and I shoot!" Again there was no reaction. He took the shot, the bullet flying right trough the heart. To Noel's utter disbelief, the man only stumbled backwards, then continued walking. Quickly reloading, Noel took another shot, but the same thing happened. A heart stopping scream came from the house, but not the joyful squeals of delight from before, but a horrible, heart stopping scream. Forgetting about the strange people walking towards him, he sprinted back to the house, bursting through the doors. Noel rose his gun running towards the screams that didn't stop. What he saw almost made him want to throw up. People (Noel didn't even know if he could call them that much) with their skin rotting off, and a dead look in their eyes, were gathered around Noel's mother and Emily, tearing flesh off their bones. His mother had seemed to pass out from the pain, but Emily was still awake and struggling against the... things. As soon as Emily saw Noel she screamed even louder, yelling his name and begging for help as tears ran down her face. Noel shot into action, immediately taking his first shot, right at the head and it seemed to go down. Using the butt of his gun, he smashed in the head of another. One ran towards him and Noel narrowly dodged a bite, only able to push it away. The others were too preoccupied eating at his mother to care about Noel's presence. He noticed how pale his mother had gotten and a pool of blood surrounded her. Noel had seen enough dead bodies to know she was dead. He turned back to Emily, picking her up and running out the door as several followed after him, most likely wanting the fresh flesh. There were large chunks taken out of Emily and her blood seeped into his clothes. She was getting colder and colder and Noel prayed for the best as he ran to the garage, locking the door behind him. Carefully setting her down, he looked her over, realizing there was absolutely nothing he could do. He could hear moaning and slamming against the doors, he didn't have long. Emily was struggling to keep her eyes open and she shakily rose her hand and Noel took it, his throat drying out and eyes watering. Emily only smiled then closed her eyes, her arm falling back to her side. Noel looked away, physically cringing. He was brought back to real time when an arm shot through the door, leaving a hole behind. Snatching up keys from a hook he ran to his car. Glancing at Emily's corpse one last time he hesitated before slamming the car into reverse as the creatures practically poured out of the now broken open door. His car broke down the garage door, and drove through the creatures as if they weren't there. He drove in silence, his jaw locked as he stared at the stretch of road in front of him, speeding past the occasional creature. Noel had to figure out what the hell those things were. Rotting flesh, eating flesh? Noel could only assume they were the living dead. It just seemed like too much fantasy to believe. As he approached the gate to mark the entryway to his property, he didn't even slow down, just drove right through the gate and speed faster. He drove all the way to an abandoned city, it looked like a disaster had passed. Then again it had, if the undead had gone through. Noel's car crept through the street, too many turns now for him to go speeding through. And of course, as soon as he makes his first turn in the city, the car stops, refusing to go forward. Out of gas. Noel cursed under his breath, searching the back of his car for... well, anything. He wasn't about to leave his car without a weapon. He practically turned the car upside down looking until he finally found it. His special duffel bag, especially for his... work. Noel grabbed the duffel bag and abandoned his car. He wouldn't really need it anymore anyways. He ran into the nearest building, getting to the roof for a relatively clear view of he city. He sighed and sat at the edge of the roof, watching the city.