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Celeste Abbiati
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POSTED ON Jan 18, 2020 14:44:45 GMT
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Her parents died when she was incredibly young, leaving her to live with her controlling twin brother. She had to grow up quickly, leaving little room to entertain the fantasies of a child. Suffering from poor health and photosensitive skin, Celeste struggles with day to day actions, often leaving her exhausted by the end of it. At first, her brother's protectiveness was welcomed, feeling like he was the only person in this harsh world that cared for her. However, as she grew older, he remained as overly protective and controlling as ever. She could never just be on her own anymore, and as a young adult struggling with her place in the world, she doubts that she would ever find it. [break][break] She embraces the idea of death in a way that's probably frightening to other individuals. The family beliefs encourage that all life came from the sea, and thus the sea is worthy of their praise. To her understanding, however, the sea gives and it takes away. It is a thing to be both feared and respected, a vast endless being with unfathomable power. Her worship takes on a dark undertone, occultic in many ways. Celeste embraces this set of ideas, dressing up in a very gothic style and truly playing it up whenever she works as a fortune teller.[break][break] Despite her dark beliefs, Celeste enjoys spending her time doing the only things she feels she's good at, things that require patience. She loves to sit by the water's edge and fish, pour over cookbooks for the perfect recipe, and gaze at the stars for hours on end. She's quickly exhausted by things most people take for granted and often feels bitter that there is so much of life she's simply missing because no one bothered to care about her. Her extended family hardly cares about her, her brother views her as a weakling who can't do anything for herself, and this frustration slowly formed an apathy to the world. The only important things in life are what you want out of it, and right now, Celeste simply wants to be respected. And if that's impossible? Then feared.[break][break] FriendsCeleste has no friends to call her own. Her brother tends to scare away people, whether he realized it or not, leaving her to find relative company with her pokemon instead. EnemiesCeleste has no enemies just yet. There are many individuals she hates, or has conflicted emotions about like her brother, but otherwise, Celeste is pretty neutral currently. LoversThe idea of fantasizing over a romance is almost a nonsensical notion to her. As a young girl, she used to dream about some great noble prince sweeping her off her feet and spoiling her with a life free of worry, but they never came. Anyone who dares to try and win over her heart will find it cold, bruised, and weeping. |
