Mauve Hyde? Mauve? [[Repo!]]

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Hello, hello, long-time reader, haven't snarked in a while. Lost track of the place during the great shuffle. So glad to be back.
Without further ado, I present Graverobber x OC badfic from the Repo!verse. Forgive my rusty snarking.

With Mauve Hyde.
I want you all to think about that.

Anyhow.

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Authors Note: So I just saw Repo!The Genetic Opera and loved it and
the GraveRobber (is awesome!) so I'm trying this story out :] I plan on
continuing it. Hope this idea hasn't been done before. Takes place in
middle of the movie, I suppose. Please review if you liked it !!

"It takes place somewhere during the movie, I guess. You know, I just couldn't wait for that pesky plot to be solved before retching an OC in there."

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The sound of thick boots hitting the ground brought her from her
thoughts. No she thought with fear, this can’t be happening. The Repo
man stood before her, surgeon’s knife in hand, files in the other.“It’s a mistake! Cut me open and you’ll find nothing belonging to GeneCo!”The
Repo man/Nathan checked his file, making sure to be inconspicuous.
Coincidentally his next victim looked slightly like her, though there
was a still major difference. He was glad to have been mistaken, he
thought as he moved on. She was young, like Shilo.

One, the Repo Man does not make mistakes. Certainly not stupid ones. Two, you don't just tell him that he's wrong and expect him to walk away. "Oh hai Rotti! She told me she was the wrong target so I left, we're cool, play cards now?"

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He smiled, “You got a name?” he asked. “Mauve, Mauve Hyde.” She
replied, her purple fingernails tapped against the dumpster. “What
about you?” She asked with interest. “Well” he said with a smirk
“people know me as the GraveRobber”.

I nominate that as one of the worst names in badfic, at least in my experience. Also, why does Grave Robber now become one word? Too lazy to tap a spacebar? I wish that was an isolated incident.

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“Well” The GraveRobber said as he pulled himself out of the
dumpster, landing on the street, his long hair pulled back.“Why don’t
you come home with me?”Looking at him like he was crazy, “Why would I go home with you!? You’re a stranger”“Ahh”
The GraveRobber smiled “but you’ll be happy going into some other
strangers place and be happy to give them money. Plus, I’m not a
stranger; we’ve been properly introduced after all."“Yeah, in a
dumpster, but I suppose you’re right, and I’ve got some money till I
have to find a job, so I can pay.” Mauve told him with a shrug.

"You're a stranger who might rape or murder me!""....Yeah, but you know my name.""Oh, nevermind, let's go. I know your name, it's all good now."......Ugh.

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“Sounds like an ok deal. But your not luring me to your “home” to
take advantage of me right? Cause I warn you, I put up a good fight.”
She told him, arms crossed.“I believe you and that is not my
plan” The GraveRobber started walking “Come on,” looking over his
shoulder at Mauve standing behind him. “I’ll tell you the details of my
job on the way.”

Well, my name IS the Grave Robber, so the details of the job should be easy to figure out.

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“Truthfully its not, I expected….” Mauve looked around the spacious
room, they had walked into the living room, couch small coffee table.
Across was the kitchen, well lit. Then there was a lovely dining table
on the other side of the kitchen counter. Two hallways led away from
the large open room.

The Grave Robber decorates in Ikea. He takes it all from dumpsters, the graves of furniture.

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His lipstick colored lips were set in a thin line as he turned back to the door, walked in and shut it.

His lips come in a wide variety of hues. All lipstick comes solely from the Grave Robber.

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After making her way from the bathroom where she had cleaned up a bit and changed into her one pair of nightgowns.

She wears a pair of nightgowns? Isn't that overdoing it a little?

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“Go to the place a couple of blocks away called the General Store,
ask the clerk at the pharmacy for a kit. She’ll know what to give you.”
He said. She smiled at him "Cool, well I'm off" and shut the door
completely.“Keys are in my coat, Lock the doors!!” The GraveRobber called out through the door.

Ah, the General Store. A relic from a happier, more simple time.And why does the Grave Robber sound like a doting dad here, handing his keys out to a brand new assistant when he's wanted by GeneCo?Next he'll be tucking her in, reading her bedtime stories, and arguing over whether or not she can date yet.

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Meanwhile the GraveRobber was just getting out of bed, he walked into
the living room picked up his coat and slipped it on, went back to his
room and switched sweatpants for leather pants. Hope the girl is doing
alright, I suppose she can take care of am I getting soft?

Ahh, the surprise midlife crisis. One day you're harvesting painkiller, the next you realize you're getting flabby and wearing sweatpants.

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“Alright” she picked up her bag “but until then, my raggedy ass bag comes with us.”

Raggedy Ass Bag, the little known companion of Raggedy Ann and Andy.
I could only bring myself to poke through three of the six chapters. It actually keeps going downhill at an alarming rate from the looks of things.
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Uh... link please?

ETA: You're forgiven.

*snicker**giggle**snort*

My bad, sorry. Told you I was rusty. Link is up now.

Oh God it's awful. There's woobie hand hold and gentle kissing of lips.

She even posts a 'don't flame, I'm sensitive!' AN.

Mauve? I'm not familiar with the fandom, but would Mauve be a common name? Because Mauve is the sort of name I associate with 80 year-old maiden aunts who've devoted their lives to flower gardening and raising yappy little dogs.

It's also a shade of purple, so in a way, it's strangely appropriate.

Sounds like they confused Mauve and Maude.

No. Wrong. Stop. I figured the Graverobber'd be getting the Draco in Leather Pants treatment from fandom, but this... this is so much worse than that, on so many levels. And I don't say that about much fandom crap in relation to DiLP.

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His lips come in a wide variety of hues. All lipstick comes solely from the Grave Robber.

*laughs until she starts hacking up a lung* Reading this board while nursing a cold is not a good idea, it seems.