bio:female, straight,5'8 ft tall,25 years old,four arms but usually only uses two and her wings,6 tails,stubborn,misunderstood,thinks she doesn't need help,hates anyone who looks down on her and mistreats her like a misfit,lives up to her word in the end unless it wasn't a real promise. backstory: celeia 'her human days' worked at FNAF location 6 to get away from everyone she said she didn't need help and was busy doing important work...she hated one of them the most tho....ennard.....he constantly tried to capture celeia on her nightgaurd shifts which wasn't her favorite...but she couldnt go back...not with everyones dissaproval....she was cast out...alone....and all this reminded her of the times she ran from bullies...running.....all she could do....she went crazy due to this place....and eventually...ennard caught her...she woke up in a chair...tied up.....her head held up and she felt something....in her....down her throat...she looked at a nearby mirror and to her horror was a metal contraption from the ceiling that went down her throat inside......she couldn't move....when ennard returned he pulled the lever she couldn't scream...she couldn't call for help...as the contraption yanked up yanking out her 1n5(no)1d35....she woke up in her new form....revengeful....still as everyone else still treated her the same....cast out.....the odd one out....she wasn't going to let it slide....she take everything over if she had too.....but really....the girl inside just wanting nothing more....than to feel the love everyone else seemed to feel....and maybe...not be so alone...
this song matches her so much :D it could maybe even be a ship song! my hands ache :') art is miney
