Madeline Celestiasume
Basic Information
First Name:
Madeline
Surname:
Celestiasume
Preferred Name:
Cinnamon
Aliases:
Maddie
Gender:
Female
Age:
18
Height:
5'1"
Weight:
Around 110lbs
Build:
Rectangular, Flat chested as helllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll
Skin Color:
White
Eye Color:
A blue almost fading into grey
Hair Style:
Her fringe slopes to aside above eye level slowly smoothing out and the hair on the sides of her head just in front of her ears would fall straight just bordering shoulder level, the back of her hair would fall straight down on her back between the hip and chest's height.
Hair Color:
Brown Dyed, Originally black
Abnormalities:
Madeline:
N/A
Clover:
A slight Obsession with scythes
Kimiko:
N/A
Kanna:
N/A
Date of Birth:
24th of November, 2001
Place of Birth:
Fukui, Japan
Nationality:
Japanese
Race:
White, Hāfu
Sexual Orientation:
Lesbian
Religious Beliefs:
N/A
Political Beliefs:
N/A
General Appearance
Appearance:
Her skin is a soft white tone. Her hair is a deep brown in long locks customarily tied up and hanging down the back, her eyes give off a saturated blue shade essentially moving into a light grey, she seems fragile and weak, giving off the impression she requires to be protected, shielded from others, but underestimate her in the process if you do feel that way.
Personalities:
Madeline:
Sustains a calm, accumulated, pleasant personality to those she associates with, she is commonly quiet among vast crowds or gatherings of people but can be quite social despite her Asocial reserve.
Clover:
The original split in Madeline's mind regularly appearing when an extreme offence is taken to her ego or past, also appearing to shield herself from the coldness of others nature. She is Forward going and quite open to the problems the face her and her wits exceed any additional alter Madeline has.
Kimiko:
The secondary division in Madeline's mind shows itself to be remarkably apologetic and remorseful, usually submitting toward the wrong side of things due to her shortage of motivation to stand for herself, She customarily reveals herself when stress or anxiety takes over or throughout panicking moments.
Kanna:
The third fissure in Madeline's mind is the quiet but destructive sort, a merged philosophy of both Clover and Madeline lightly twisted into an enigma of problems and mysterious lore, she is known for a sinister possession of combat experience and her talent to make use of virtually any situation utilising her accessories and the conditions.
As they speak, even beasts have hearts though, around flowers Kanna acts more uniquely than normal, more composed almost, less on edge, this also takes influence when anything suitable to provoke nostalgia of her Mother is introduced into play, things such as:
Basic Information
First Name:
Madeline
Surname:
Celestiasume
Preferred Name:
Cinnamon
Aliases:
Maddie
Gender:
Female
Age:
18
Height:
5'1"
Weight:
Around 110lbs
Build:
Rectangular, Flat chested as helllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll
Skin Color:
White
Eye Color:
A blue almost fading into grey
Hair Style:
Her fringe slopes to aside above eye level slowly smoothing out and the hair on the sides of her head just in front of her ears would fall straight just bordering shoulder level, the back of her hair would fall straight down on her back between the hip and chest's height.
Hair Color:
Brown Dyed, Originally black
Abnormalities:
Madeline:
N/A
Clover:
A slight Obsession with scythes
Kimiko:
N/A
Kanna:
N/A
Date of Birth:
24th of November, 2001
Place of Birth:
Fukui, Japan
Nationality:
Japanese
Race:
White, Hāfu
Sexual Orientation:
Lesbian
Religious Beliefs:
N/A
Political Beliefs:
N/A
General Appearance
Appearance:
Her skin is a soft white tone. Her hair is a deep brown in long locks customarily tied up and hanging down the back, her eyes give off a saturated blue shade essentially moving into a light grey, she seems fragile and weak, giving off the impression she requires to be protected, shielded from others, but underestimate her in the process if you do feel that way.
Personalities:
Madeline:
Sustains a calm, accumulated, pleasant personality to those she associates with, she is commonly quiet among vast crowds or gatherings of people but can be quite social despite her Asocial reserve.
Clover:
The original split in Madeline's mind regularly appearing when an extreme offence is taken to her ego or past, also appearing to shield herself from the coldness of others nature. She is Forward going and quite open to the problems the face her and her wits exceed any additional alter Madeline has.
Kimiko:
The secondary division in Madeline's mind shows itself to be remarkably apologetic and remorseful, usually submitting toward the wrong side of things due to her shortage of motivation to stand for herself, She customarily reveals herself when stress or anxiety takes over or throughout panicking moments.
Kanna:
The third fissure in Madeline's mind is the quiet but destructive sort, a merged philosophy of both Clover and Madeline lightly twisted into an enigma of problems and mysterious lore, she is known for a sinister possession of combat experience and her talent to make use of virtually any situation utilising her accessories and the conditions.
As they speak, even beasts have hearts though, around flowers Kanna acts more uniquely than normal, more composed almost, less on edge, this also takes influence when anything suitable to provoke nostalgia of her Mother is introduced into play, things such as:
- The smell of Cinnamon
- Flowers
- Certain books
She customarily comes into play at the beginning of rainfall or a circumstance of severe threat towards her well-being.
Diseases/Illness:
N/A
Character Voices:
Madeline:
Her voice is soft and usually quiet, spoken over frequently but reserved, by her prevailing height, appearance and voice you'd believe she is a child.
Clover:
Her voice shifts more smugly output and deeper as if taunting you. To some, it provokes, to others they see it as a cutesy endeavor to be intimidating which regularly anger's Clover more.
Kimiko:
She customarily comes off as distressed or panicked, a fleet with speaking or uneasy depending on the circumstances. it usually brings concern to others after hearing her.
Kanna:
Rarely conversing at all, her voice is calm and soothing, reserved, or intrigued, if it went any more relaxed she might come off as lifeless.
Equipment:
Dirt Bike "The Rabbit"
Model owner: ✔
Modeller: Me
Diseases/Illness:
N/A
Character Voices:
Madeline:
Her voice is soft and usually quiet, spoken over frequently but reserved, by her prevailing height, appearance and voice you'd believe she is a child.
Clover:
Her voice shifts more smugly output and deeper as if taunting you. To some, it provokes, to others they see it as a cutesy endeavor to be intimidating which regularly anger's Clover more.
Kimiko:
She customarily comes off as distressed or panicked, a fleet with speaking or uneasy depending on the circumstances. it usually brings concern to others after hearing her.
Kanna:
Rarely conversing at all, her voice is calm and soothing, reserved, or intrigued, if it went any more relaxed she might come off as lifeless.
Equipment:
Dirt Bike "The Rabbit"
Model owner: ✔
Modeller: Me
Harlequin Rabbit Scissors
Model owner: ✔
Modeller: Me
Toy Scythe "Hell's Omnipotent Fire"
Model owner: ✔
Modeller: Me
Bunny Mask Evolved
Model owner: ✔
Modeller: Me
Rabbit Frames
Model owner: ✔
Modeller: Me
Clothes:
Rounder frames decorated with flowers going down the Right side and a golden pin in the shape of a bunny head, a red collar sporting the same gold bunny-shaped head pin on the glasses, a white shirt some times hanging as low as her skirt, a red pleated skater skirt over plain black semi-baggy shorts, white laced folded school girl socks and black and read track-team sneakers.
Hobbies:
Model owner: ✔
Modeller: Me
Toy Scythe "Hell's Omnipotent Fire"
Model owner: ✔
Modeller: Me
Bunny Mask Evolved
Model owner: ✔
Modeller: Me
Rabbit Frames
Model owner: ✔
Modeller: Me
Clothes:
Rounder frames decorated with flowers going down the Right side and a golden pin in the shape of a bunny head, a red collar sporting the same gold bunny-shaped head pin on the glasses, a white shirt some times hanging as low as her skirt, a red pleated skater skirt over plain black semi-baggy shorts, white laced folded school girl socks and black and read track-team sneakers.
Hobbies:
- Gardening
- Photography
- Writing
Serious Problems/Flaws/Addictions/Disorders/Disabilities:
Dissociative Identity Disorder
Skills:
Mixed:
Agility and endurance
Madeline:
Communication and knowledge through predicaments.
Clover:
Extroversy and knowledge through predicaments.
Kimiko:
Begging and running away... Do you think I'm joking?
Kanna:
The utility of accessories and environmental conditions and Combat experience.
Quirks:
Mixed:
As all of them share the same body as Madeline, they give off a faint scent of Cinnamon.
Madeline:
-
Clover:
Usually always retains a smug look as if she is winning, giving her attitude an aura of confidence, if not she is usually dying on the inside, in a worst-case scenario, she'll break out into a cold sweat with no comeback.
Kimiko:
Is somehow always Peculiarly terrified and paranoid, looking behind herself frequently and always checking for a second meaning in not only other's words but her own as if striving to not come off as insensitive.
Kanna:
She is commonly always abnormally silent to a point it is challenging to maintain any variety of communication with her, it can be considerably uncomfortable but in some unique cases, it can be pleasant if experiencing a moment of zen.
Family:
The Celestial Family
The (Order Of) Arrows Branch
Sume status
Backstories:
A mind, divided.
Born in Fukui, to a father unready for any parenting work, Madaline Lived under the care of her mother with regular visits from her father but not for a bonding experience. Madeline was merely a tool for Kenzou's fits of rage out of her mother's sight, She could not prevent this though as she was too fearful of the consequences of telling her. Madeline endured this abuse from the age of 7 to 14.
#(*#!@###]: 2014
Madeline turned 12, her beat downs becoming more severe and affecting her mentally, she began cutting her wrists Thinking that she was to blame for her constant abuse but more importantly she suffered short bursts of memory loss during her and her father's "bonding" time.
Madeline spoke "Mum, can you get that?" she was in the middle of watching an episode from a show, nothing she liked but something to pass the time.
Madeline's mother replied, "Get what Honey?"
Madeline was getting agitated, she could hear a distinct ring from the house phone, the ring she had heard all her life, perhaps her mother's hearing wasn't so fine. Madeline Proceeded to get up and make her way to the house phone, as she picked the phone up she was met instantly with a voice like hers, Swarming her with unpleasantries:
"Fight back!"
"Use a knife on him"
"Stab him"
"Show no mercy!"
The instantaneous answers and graphic intent of them struck fear into her causing her to jump back, seconds felt like hours as the phone fell and hit the ground with a crack as she watched it do so and heard the voices slowly fade out. It was silent as her mother walked in to check on the ruckus, her mother took a step into the hallway and the phone Burst out in the same way:
"She is to be spared"
"Do not let her see!"
"End him!"
"Do not hold back"
Madeline looked over in Pure fear at her mother, standing about 1 meter from the dropped line, She stared in Fear and Amazement as her mother picked up the dropped phone and simply placed it back unto the stand hesitantly causing the voices for Madeline to fade out completely, Most likely questioning the pure look of fear on her daughters face almost tearing up, A timer rang from the kitchen as the mother opened her mouth to ask her daughter what was wrong, in the sudden change in the situation she rushed over to the kitchen to tend to the timer's means.
Over the next few visits from her father, Madeline began having Memory blanks again, At the age of 14 her father died due to an overdose on heroin, but she felt no sympathy for the man, she showed no emotion in the slightest, At the funeral, she noticed a girl around her age, Dark Golden brown hair and brown eyes, Wearing an oversized blue wool coat, she could not formally introduce herself for her mother ushered her to return so they could leave.
Over the years her condition grew and she had completely no knowledge of what was happening, most noticeably she began finding heaps of paper containing information on students from school she had not dreamed of ever finding or knowing and each school day the pile seemed to grow, she began to get used to this though and eventually began receiving "calls" from her alter-ego giving her tasks to follow students and listen in, It eventually became a normal part of her life and it continues to be to this day, She keeps it to herself as she partly knows it is unusual.
Upon reaching the age of 14 she moved to in town Karakura attending Forest academy.
A page of Hangul to a mind of Korean
Madeline was born, one side of her family being dysfunctional and the other almost unable to cope. Her father was missing throughout most of her childhood, Her mother was so focused on working to support the family she was almost always unheard of, Madeline spent most of her free time attempting to read the kanji out of books her mother gifted to her.
Madeline happened to be exploring the house one day, She stumbled upon some books her mother had neglected in recent years, Madeline took a certain interest in these books not for its subject but its language, It was written in Korean.
Madeline being unable to read the Hangul consulted her mother in her free time, She explained to her it was written in Korean which was why it was unfamiliar to her, as well as her Korean heritage in the family.
At the age of 10, Madeline had become intrigued by the existence of other languages, She began studying Korean under her mother's guidance, about 5 months into studying the language she was able to form her first sentence in Korean, her mother and her celebrated over this milestone.
March 14th 2013
At the age of 12, Madeline's father came home intoxicated to find her studying Korean in her mother's study, He proceeded to tear down Madeline's hard work, he became enraged with seemingly no reason.
Kenzou had destroyed the work Madeline had worked so hard to build, and as He set off on Madeline she had already blacked out...
March 15th 2013
Madeline awoke on the floor next to her father wrapped and tied in blankets extremely tight, She couldn't remember a single thing that happened after her work was disposed of but her hope in studying had collapsed under a single event.
Her mother had called the police at dawn discovering both Madeline and Kenzou unconscious and had witnessed the aftermath of the massacre of pages now ripped and spread across the floor and seeing Madeline awake to such a sight, she knew she had lost almost all hope.
4 days later, Madeline had come back from school, her face devoid of emotion as usual as she entered the household, Her mother had called her down to her before she had a chance to enter her room and become lost in the kanji across all of her spared pages, Her mother greeted her with a warm smile and asked how her day was:
"Yeah, Ok I guess", The Usual response to any question related to activity in school. Two hands out, her mother held a bag out towards Madeline.
"For you", Her warm smile laid gentle as ever on her face.
Madeline was reluctant to accept it from the previous events but did to not be rude.
"T- thank y-", Madeline's mother watched her peered into the bag at its contents only to be met with a tearful daughters face, she had brought her a Korean dictionary, alongside a few books in Hangul. Hugs and repeated thank you's were exchanged as Madeline silently broke down. She valued and respected her mother's gifts giving her efforts into studying the language again!
> By the age of 16 Madeline was able to fluently speak and write the language, she still had more to learn, however.
> She would grow up to have fun speaking and practising the language with her mother on outings and whenever an opportunity arose.
> She'd some times use the language to secretly communicate with her friends who also knew some Korean in the playground, Mocking bullies and gossiping.
> She would grow up to have fun speaking and practising the language with her mother on outings and whenever an opportunity arose.
> She'd some times use the language to secretly communicate with her friends who also knew some Korean in the playground, Mocking bullies and gossiping.
Her 'Cinnamon Roll'
The aroma of cinnamon swells the room with a rich punch of triumphant content, the room's deep orange ceiling seemed as if the essence was running off and down the side of the ruff walls now forming a syrupy texture to its touch.
The scent of the fresh-baked sweet fragrance overtook any other smell forming in the room, robust enough to make any peer race with unquestioned hunger. The oak-lined door flies open no less than a minute from the smell's victorious overlap, not too hard nor not to slow, enough to conceive consciousness of her approach.
The stairs slowly envelop the pitter-patter of a child's feet, nimbly moving down the stairs, the hurried trotting gently transitions to skipping, the content smile of a cheerful mother fills the atmosphere's previously luscious demeanour.
Light shone through the curtains, half-open. The light hits the table at a precise edge and the temperature levels at that perfect lukewarm feeling. A low smoke slowly rises from the tray being exerted from the oven's blazing mouth, the smell of flawlessly prepared buns and cooked cinnamon is instantly clear and the vapour begins to wrap the window producing a thin film of condensation, gradually but certainly, trickling and pursuing other droplets down the pane of glass.
The timer rings. A young batch of newly baked precious memories is placed to calm, preparing itself to be cherished.
"live well, my little cinnamon roll."
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