the woman’s heart – as strained as it was at times – felt like it was about to hammer out of her ribcage and through her chest for the world to see ; to paint the leaves between them shades of crimson that would surely wash away with the rain that impended above them in the angry skies. marni too was at a loss – her brows twisting deeply inwards, her expression pained, as she took a careful step towards the singer – her best friend. ( former ? marni wasn’t sure. there wasn’t much that marni wallace was sure of anymore. ) a breath catches itself in her throat, strangling her all the way up as if she was swallowing ashes and choking on soot. the moon hung low behind mag – as if casting a halo upon the woman that she used to know better than anyone. the woman that used to know HER better than anyone. and, oh, she did not know a broken heart could ache anymore than it had from the revelations she had received after waking ; the revelations of what had become of her happy family.
she tries to swallow past the ache – the lump – in her throat ; and her heart is pounding in her ears like it very well might escape its confides ( oh, times she wishes that it would ). she moistens her lips and takes another small step forward, ignoring the groan of fallen leaves below her gait – and, finally, as meek as it was, she called out to her,
“ mags? Is that you? “
HER BREATH QUAKES IN RESPONSE TO HER NICKNAME —— one that she hadn’t been called in over seventeen years. everything was seeming so surreal at this point that mag had a difficult time taking it in ; the sudden emotional overload overwhelming her sense. curiosity shines in her almond eyes, tempted to merely close the space that separated the two friends & take marni in for a long deserved embrace. but despite her desire to finally have a happy reunion with the woman before her, the singer couldn’t help but still hold a bit of fear over her head. what of this was all just an illusion ? a ghost of her past come to haunt her for all the sins she had committed under the vile cooperation known as GENECO ? suffering through the heartbreak of the loss of marni has already taken it’s toll ; mag was certain she could never suffer through anything like that ever again without her own soul shattering right alongside her heart.
SMALL STEPS ARE TAKEN AS MAG’S courage carries her closer —— desperate to solve this mystery & determine who this woman really was. slender fingers tug on the hood of her coat, revealing porcelain countenance fully beneath the glimmering moonlight. soon afterward, the soprano fingers would tremble as the reached for marni wallace’s cheek, an audible gasp escaping her lungs once the pads of her fingers made contact with warm skin. she was real. “ marni, “ she breathes, heart escalating as her fingers lingered against her cheek. so many questions came flooding through her mind right now, but they would have to come later. “ —— nathan said you were dead. “ her voice is like a whisper, yet it still flowed from her lips like a melody ; a small operetta starring the two former friends was beginning to unfold.
YEARS. IT’S BEEN SO MANY YEARS. seventeen long ones full of misery & dread —— the loss of her closest friend etching a permanent scar in memory. after everything that had happened after the genetic opera, mag was surprised to be standing on her own two feet, breathing & sight returned despite tearing out her own corneas on stage. irises now returned to their original chocolate hues, the soprano would lay her sights on the woman before her, shock crossing porcelain countenance ; attempting to determine if this was a dream. many times she had thought of what a reunion with marni wallace would be like —— a fruitless thought, but one she couldn’t help but entertain. despite every single idea that she relived in her mind, now that the opportunity laid there before her she found herself still as a statue. HOW ? how could this be possible ?
FEAR WAS KEEPING HER SLENDER FORM RIGID, unwilling to reach out & touch to see if this dream was truly reality. her heart had already suffered so much —— as had the rest of her organs —— & she couldn’t take anymore disappointment. wine stained lips would open as if to speak, but no words would dare escape. instead, she would simply gawk at the woman who resembled her friend, memories of happier times flooding her thoughts as she took in the sight. she hasn’t aged a day.
THANK YOU for taking an interest in my blog ! let’s go ahead & begin with the basics. my name is kim & i’m a 27 year old nerd. i use she/her pronouns, & am happily taken ( & will be getting married next year ! ). i work in a very serious position, eight hours everyday mon thru friday & sometimes weekends but rarely. because of my busy schedule, this blog will be SELECTIVE & private & mutual only. i also tend to be a SLOW REPLIER, but i will frequently put things in a queue to be answered. please, do not message me asking for a reply to a thread —— roleplaying is a fun activity i do during my free time, & I do not want to be pressured into doing something i do not have time or muse for. thank you for understanding !
INTERPERTATION
this is an independent, private & canon divergent blog for BLIND MAG from the film REPO ! The genetic opera. my interpretation is mainly CANON DIVERGENT & based off the film, deleted content & some bits from the stageplay !
FORMAT
i use small text & icons with my writing. you do not have to do the same, but I may change your text size when i reply so i retain a bit of continuity on my blog. overall, i don’t care if you have beautiful icons. i look for quality, not quantity. you could have the nicest formatting & icons, but still be a shitty writer. ALSO —— i’m ok with purple prose writers, but i personally am not comfortable writing it myself. i’m a former magazine journalist, & while my vocab is vast, i can’t write something that beautiful. so do forgive me if i respond to your reply in my regular format. kudos to you if you can purple prose ! you are gifted, but it’s just not for me :3
BASICS
please do not god mod, though this should be pretty common etiquette. if you force my character to do something or force them into a situation of any sort, i will issue a warning. any further offenses will result in a block. i enjoy having pre-established relationships with other characters, as it allows for jumping into the writing faster. however, if your character is not from REPO, we should discuss how our characters know one another before writing together ! it’s not a requirement, but it can make things easier !
i don’t mind having MAINS when it comes to certain characters, but EXCLUSIVITY is something i’d rather not do, as I don’t want to barr myself from other writers. if we write well & often, we can be MAINS & you’ll be the first one I come to with plots & things !
SHIPS
i ship CHEMISTRY & can be very picky when it comes to ships in general. i will do my best to approach you if I think there’s potential for a ship, & likewise you can do the same with me. PLEASE NOTE: just because you play someone from the REPO universe does not mean I will automatically ship with you. i still need chemistry to be there before we go forward. & as always, I don’t just ship romantically. i love writing enemies, past lovers, family, friends & the like !
I ABSOLUTELY DO NOT SHIP MAG/SHILOH. THAT’S PEDOPHILIA & I DO NOT CONDONE THAT SHIT ! also, they’re godmother & goddaughter don’t be nasty.
SHIP EXCLUSIVITY is ABSOLUTELY something we can do ! i would prefer to only ship with one version of a character, so if our characters get along well, let’s talk about it !
FINAL STUFF
just overall be polite & respectful when we write or speak ooc. any hate will be deleted & ignored & if you constantly vague blog, i will unfollow. if we are mutuals, you are free to either msg me on tumblr OR contact me on discord if you have it, but do not pester me until I reply. i do have a life outside of rp & cannot be online all the time !
THANKS
thank you for taking the time to read the rules ! there’s no password to put in, but if you did not read the rules i will know. i look forward to writing with all of you & hope you have a great day ! all my love, —— kim.
PSDs used on icons/graphics are made by polarizerps, valorslain & venuscommissions. i purchased the PSDs so no, i will not release them ! all graphics/icons created by me for me so please do not steal !
FILE !
BIRTH NAME: MAGDALENE DEFOE
STAGE NAME: BLIND MAG aka THE VOICE OF GENECO
BIRTHDATE: JULY 5TH, 2017
GENECO EMPLOYEE NUMBER: 7748-888744
HEIGHT: 5'7’’
WEIGHT: 126 LBS.
HAIR: DARK BROWN
EYES: DARK BROWN / BLUE WITH NEW EYES
ATTRIBUTES: SUPERB VOCAL RANGE, STRIKING EYES WITH THE ABILITY TO PROJECT MEMORIES.
DISABILITIES: BLIND SINCE BIRTH / ABLE TO SEE WITH NEW EYES GRANTED BY GENECO
CURRENT STATUS: UP FOR REPOSSESSION / SEE FILE FOR DETAILS
MAGDALENE DEFOE WAS BORN BLIND on july 5th, 2017. never allowing her disability deter her from her passion of singing, mag would study & become one of the world’s leading & profound soprano’s at such a young age. Before her claim to fame however, she was best friends with marni, who supported her at every step & knew she had the talent to achieve her dream. Engaged to the founder / owner of GENECO, rotti largo, marni convinced him to authorize a surgery that would allow mag the ability to see. on March 21st, 2040, mag received her surgery at the age of 23, finally being able to see for the first time in her life. however, there was a fine line that she didn’t read in her contract. in exchange for sight, mag must only sing for GENECO —— become a SLAVE to the company & do as rotti wished.
now & forever, she was destined to only serve ONE.
WHEN MARNI MARRIED NATHAN & GOT PREGNANT, she named mag as her unborn daughter’s godmother, which she happily accepted. before her untimely passing, marni asked mag to be apart of shiloh’s life, as she wanted her friend to be apart of her new family & perhaps have mag bond with her child. unknowing that her only friend would soon leave this earth, she happily took that vow. mag would never know heartache more painful than marni’s passing, devastated to hear from nathan that shiloh passed as well. with no reason for her to stay, mag would continue her newfound diva life, performing for GENECO with a smile on her face while slowly suffering behind the curtain. was the ability to see truly worth this cursed life if her best friend & her unborn daughter were no longer among their world ?
