Deirdre Madden
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Deirdre Madden

New Member, Female, 27

Deirdre Madden was last seen:
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  • Quick Facts

    Deirdre Madden's Quick Facts

    Gender / Pronouns
    She/Her/Hers
    Age
    21
    Current Location
    Digital World
    Origin
    Alaska, USA
    Class (Digivice)
    Chosen (D-1)
    Subclass
    Crest
    purity
    Face Claim
    Ichika Hoshino, Collar X Malice

    Aeolus's Quick Facts

    Base Form
    Hawkmon
    Gender / Pronouns
    He/Him/His
    Level
    child
    Attribute
    data
    Crest
    knowledge
    Face Claim

    Deirdre Madden's Freeform
    You were born an only child to Nathan and Fiona Madden, raised in the state of Alaska all your life. Before you came into the world, your mother was a doctor, treating patients of all sorts. She had come across your father who had been suffering from a mental illness, and she did everything she could to help him get through the stages. Eventually, the two of them fell in love, not once parting from each other. Rumors had spread that your father hadn't been himself ever since the wedding; that he had been cheating on Fiona, and that his mental stability was getting worse by the day. While the rumors of adultery were false, the latter was, unfortunately, very accurate. He became possessive of his wife, not wanting her to leave the house for he feared that the "bad people" would come after her. Nathan had become paranoid, suspicious, and distrusting of others around him. It worried and frightened Fiona, but she continued to love him unconditionally despite the warnings that he would only get worse.

    The day you were born was supposed to be a happy occasion, a day filled with tears of joy and laughter. You were supposed to live a life filled with happiness, yet that all changed when your mother passed away after giving birth to you. Nathan had become grief-stricken, and thus did he decide to keep you all to himself; not once letting you leave the house in fear of losing you. You grew up with your father's paranoia guiding your every step in life, not once letting you stay out of the house for more than an hour. Most importantly, you were to never go out after dark. Nathan had told you that it was the time when the "bad people" would appear.

    However, the only exception for when you were able to leave was during school hours. Even then, your freedom was restricted, and you weren't given the option to befriend anyone your age. Your school days were probably the hardest and the loneliest days you ever had to experience, and they would continue until the day you graduate high school.

    As you grew older, your father's suffocating grip was starting to take its toll on you. You wanted to make friends, meet new people, explore the world around you. Nathan would not hear of it, however, absolutely refusing to let you leave. You had made a couple attempts to sneak out while he was asleep, yet he always seemed to catch you, locking you up in your room after a flurry of yells and screams coming from him. You were frightened by him, and never did you want to see him in that state again. Thus, you decided to follow his rules. Eventually, you started developing that same paranoia and became distrustful of others yourself. This was not what you wanted to be...

    Years rolled on, and when you turned 19 years old, you had come to the conclusion that you wanted to finally leave the house. You developed your own opinions and thoughts, yet your emotions were conflicted with one another. You confronted your father about spreading your wings, but he was absolutely furious. The argument lasted for at least thirty minutes, shouts and screams exchanged back and forth, until... It had ended with a slap. He had hit you because you had dared to fight back. Because you had dared to become your own person. With tears blurring your vision, his words stung like a burn to the heart. He had disowned you right then and there, screaming at you to leave and to never come back.

    And so you did. You left, and not once did you look back. Despite the heartache and hurt, you were out on your own. You were finally free. However, you had nowhere to go and nobody to turn to, and the very thought terrified you. That was when an old friend of your mother's offered you a place to stay, despite your wariness and your skeptic behavior towards the elderly woman made that very clear. Yet, you accepted the offer after much thought, and it turned out to be the best decision you had ever made.

    This woman who was simply known as Grace gave you food, clothing, and shelter until you were old enough and had earned enough money to move out on your own. For your first part-time job, you worked as a waitress and thus learned how to deal with people a lot better. While it didn't pay all that much, you still were given enough to get by. After having worked at the local cafe for several months, you were able to purchase an apartment with a single bedroom. However, Grace had contributed in helping you afford your new living space, despite your protests.

    A short year had passed, and you continued working for the cafe downtown of Anchorage, Alaska. The day Grace left the world of the living was a day that broke your heart, more than leaving your father ever had. She had no children of her own, and she had outlived her husband who died of cancer before you had come into her life. You stayed by her side as she took her last breath, and for the first time in a long time, you allowed yourself to cry.

    Another year later, you left the cafe and enrolled into the police force. After months of rigorous training, you proved yourself worthy to become an officer. However, a week after you've turned twenty-one, word had spread of your father committing suicide. The blame and the self-hatred began to flow through you like poison in your veins. The only question that remained was this: was leaving your father truly worth earning your freedom?

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    Gender:
    Female
    Birthday:
    Sep 25, 1992 (Age: 27)
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    Face Claim:
    Ichika Hoshino, Collar X Malice
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