sixteen / bombay bicycle club.
Magdalena Diaz,
24 years.
Hometwon: Alicante, Spain.
Postion: Guest.
Bio: Magdalena only cares about two things in her life: money and herself. Not even her husband or love, everything to her is nothing compared to material things. She does not care if you think she's rude or a total b/itch, she knows she is and she likes being the bad girl of the story. But, will she grow up and behave like an adult for the first time of her life, now that her life is in danger, trapped in this island? Or will that just feed her ego?
Relationship Status: Married.
Murder Comitted: When she was a teen, she did all kind of crazy stuff just because she could. One time, in a stormy night in the middle of the road, she was confused, and while she was thinking of her new pair of shoes, a men ran in front of the car she was driving and got hit in the head. She ran away from the scene, and that event is always repeating on her mind.
Model: Magdalena Frackowiak.
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In my delicated hands, I held an elegant letter with golden script and a ribbon decorating. It was very fancy, so that meant it was something really good.
I opened it, hurriedly, breaking the paper and the ribbon at the first attempt.
"Mrs. Diaz, we invite you to the 86th annual party of the club Le Femme Belle, specially made for the most beautiful and rich socialites of the world. This is a special invitation, an once in life opportunity,
Greetings"
In another little card it had the place and date.
This was my opportunity to shine and let the world know one of the most beautiful women in the world: me, Magdalena Diaz.
I literally ran with my high heels to my room, were my husband was reading something. Laurent, the man I was married to, was a very quiet and boring guy that never did anything else than reading or going to the work.
"Laurent, honey, I have news" I told him, taking the book from his hands and hiding it in my back.
"What now?" with a lot of patient he mumbled, while he tried to not look jaded.
"I was invited to join to The Femme Belle" I shout and smiled.
He looked at me, confused. "What is that?"
"Duh, how can you not have heard of it, Laurent?" to be honest, until that same moment, I've never heard about it. "It's a club for beautiful socialites like me"
"Oh, hm, well... good for you" he said, with a lack of interest that was almost insulting.
I threw the book to his chest and walked away of the room. The only reason I married that man was because he was rich and he always gave me what I wanted, but for everything else I had amount of lovers and pretenders that gave me the pleasure and love he didn't.
He was a very lucky person to have me. And I knew it. Once I was a member of that club, I'd be so popular that I'd get a handsome and rich love.
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IN CHARECTER QUESTIONS:
1). When you recieved an invitation to Soldier Island, what did it say?
That I was invited to The Femme Belle club, so I could be a part of it.
2). What really made you decide to visit?
Duh, fame, money and lots of people of the same class as me.
3). Have you ever been involved with any crime?
Uh... well... I... a few times but it wasn't my fault seriously!
4). Define justice in your own words
Justice is a word that people that's involved with laws and that crap use. Why would I like to define it? Gosh.
OUT OF CHARECTER
1). Have you ever read the novel or seen the movie ?
No but I will because I liked the concept :)
2). Can you be active, and dedicate time?
For sureeee!
3).Any ideas for the roleplay?
For my character yes, a lot of them :)
