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10:54, 27th April 2024 (GMT+0)

Maggie Blackwood

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Given Name: Margaret Eleanore Blackwood

Nickname: Maggie. Nobody calls her Margaret.

Age: 27

Occupation: Maggie works at The Bound as Cheif Landscaper. She is your friendly neighbourhood Botanist. Maggie is the one who changes the flowers, waters the plants and grows the designer weed. She has a Bachelors Degree in Biological Science and is a trained Naturopath and Herbalist. Maggie works for The Doctor but she does more than prune the roses. She knows plants and she knows poisons. To the world, she is just a Gardner. Few know the real reason why Maggie works at The Bound. Truth be told, she's a killer and poison is her weapon.
Maggie is the Boho Assassin.

Played-By: Hanna Beth

Physical Description: Margaret Eleanore Blackwood or Maggie as she would prefer to be known is a raven haired Wild Child. She stands at an average 5'6 and weighs around 95-100lbs. She doesn't really possess the curves and supple rounds that a lot of girls have. Her figure is slim and somewhat boney but that's not to say that she isn't attractive. She just doesn't have much to grab onto. What she lacks in womanly warmth though, Maggie makes up for in sheer personality. It could be said that Maggie found a style that worked for her when she was young and has since then, fully committed.

This tattooed boho chick is a little bit grunge, a little bit modern witch and a little bit rock 'n' roll. She fancies dark colours but isn't against going vibrant should the mood strike her. Her skin is pale all thanks to her genetics. Both Maggie's Parents were born in Scotland but emigrated to the US when they were kids. She has her Mothers dark brown eyes and her Father's raven black hair. The scar just above her left hip bone is thanks to a Surgeon when she was 8. She had her appendix removed. That was really the only surgery Maggie has ever had. She's been pricked and pinned on other occasions but they all added something to her look instead of taking something away. Not that she has ever missed her appendix.

Maggie is the chick that you just know has a stash of the good stuff. Rarely is there not a contended little smirk on her painted lips. She may look a little grunge and goth but she is a sweetie at heart. More often than not she can be found with dirt beneath her fingertips and possibly some scuff marks on her knees. She's the girl who will run through the sprinklers with you. In fact, her raven hair is often a little unkempt and wild. On those days, she will slap on a hat. What can she say? She's a stoner. Maggie is a little weird and a little wild but isn't that the point of The Bound? It's her Home and she's lucky that they have embraced her cheeky little ass.

Distinguishing Features: Maggie's dark style sets her apart but she also possesses several tattoo's and piercings that make her just that little bit more unique. Both her ears are pierced multiple times and she has a pretty little nostril piercing as well. Her tattoos are more prominent than her piercings however. Maggie is a canvas for madness and insanity and though nothing really goes together, no individual piece looks out of place on her skin. Owning around 50 individual tattoo's from safety pins, hearts, armless skeletons, bows and black cats, Maggie's most unique piece might be the large quote scripted across her left shoulder blade. It is a quote from Gia Carangi and reads “Life and death, energy and peace. If I stop today, it was still worth it. Even the terrible mistakes that I made and would have made if I could. The pains that have burned me and scarred my soul, it was worth it, for having been allowed to walk where I've walked, which was to hell on earth, heaven on earth, back again, into, under, far in between, through it, in it, and above." Though her favorite piece is the black and orange Hooded Pitohui etched onto her inner right wrist. The rare creature is one of a very small number of birds that are poisonous and if Maggie had to pick a spirit animal, it would be the Hooded Pitohui. Beautiful to look at, utterly unassuming, if caught and threatened, it can kill. She can relate.



Personality Description: Quick to chuckle, Maggie is a happy and positive person. She is friendly, though people have avoided her in the past assuming that she is some kind of broody loner. Nothing could be further from the truth. Maggie loves company. Her business kind of relies on her being approachable and she is for the most part. Like anyone, Maggie has her bad days where she just wants to be left the hell alone but more often than not, she's the good time girl. If you want someone to keep you company on a midnight pizza run, she's your girl. If you want someone to jump a fence or pick a lock to go skinny dipping, she's your girl. If you are looking for a hookup for some designer weed, she's definitely your girl. Maggie is a laugh and a party all wrapped up with a pretty black bow.

It doesn't often show but Maggie is also wickedly clever. She hasn't gotten to where she is by being stupid. She put in the time and the effort to learn her trade and it's why she is one of the best. Her craft is more than just watering daisies. Maggie needs to have a solid grasp on the science of biology to do what she does. Of course, a natural green thumb helps but if you can't get the science right, you're screwed. Maggie knows her stuff. Get her talking and she will dazzle you with her knowledge of the natural world. It could be said that she's a bit of a hippie as she believes in balance in all things and has almost a sensual love affair with nature. Of course, it isn't the only subject she is knowledgeable in but it is her greatest passion.

Maggie loves her job or should it be said, jobs. Her official title at The Bound is Cheif Landscaper. Anything from the flower arrangements on tables and in rooms to the greenery around the exterior of the building and it's outdoors areas is her domain. Being outdoors is one of her greatest pleasures. She adores the sun and the rain. Truly some of her most satisfying sexual encounters have been outside and in the dirt. There is something about nature that just gets all her excited. From the little garden she tends to on the balcony of her Residence, to her private stash of marijuana plants and her larger garden of poisons and her workshop down in the basement of The Bound, Maggie loves it all.

Maggie runs a team of Gardeners that assist her in her work but her second job and second love, she does alone. Maggie doesn't need a team nor even an assistant when it comes to growing and mixing her poisons. It's safe to say that it is a deadly job and she trusts none but herself to get it done right. Touch her plants and you will see a dark side of the friendly girl that is truly frightening. Maggie gets serious when she works. She can at times fall into a focus so deep that she cannot hear you even if you call her name while standing over her. She has an ability to pour all of herself into a task and at the same time disassociate herself from the end result.

Maggie is a killer but she isn't typical. Maggie is what one might call a Protector. She has never gone looking for trouble. She is perfectly content to live her happy life without ever dropping another body. She has no need to kill. It isn't a drive or a desire. While she cannot deny to drawing pleasure from knowing that through harnessing nature, she has the power over life and death, she truly isn't a psychopath. Maggie kills to Protect herself and now her Family. The Doctor is a Patriarch figure to the young woman. He is loyal to her and she is in turn loyal to him. She protects the Family. On her own, Maggie has poisoned no more victims than she can count on a single hand. For The Doctor, her body count is reaching 30. Maggie is fiercely loyal to those she cares for. Few see this side. To most she is just your regular happy little stoner chick who enjoys a bit of kink and who will devour anything smothered in cheese but there's more.

Maggie is a Hooded Pitohui. She flies free, flashing her gorgeous plumage for the joy of herself and others but catch her, threaten her or those she loves and you're going down. First, you get numb and tingly. A warning that you just made the biggest mistake of your life. Second, your heart stops. Simple as that.



Characters History: Margaret Eleanore Blackwood was born on the Upper East Side of New York City to a Land Developer on his Socilate Wife. They were lovely people. Utterly clueless about anything outside of their golden bubble but lovely just the same. Maggie was given everything. She had the latest fashions even as an infant and all the latest toys. Her home was stunning and she wanted for nothing. When she was older she attended the most prestigious Private School in New York and she was happy. She had good friends, she made good grades. Truly nothing life changing or even remotely interesting happened to her until she was 15 and she had captured the eye of the son of a very influential Man.

Her Parents were so proud! It hadn't even occurred to them to be concerned that their Daughter's admire was 4 years older than her. Well, 4 years isn't a lot but given that she was only just post-pubescent and he was nearing 20, it should have been a concern. No. Instead, Maggie was encouraged to date the young Man. Just 5 months later, her Mother was preparing her for her first overnight date with her Boyfriend. He had booked the loveliest of Hotels. The Champagne was on ice, the strawberries were fat and glistening and Maggie was being dolled up for Statutory Rape.

The night came and went with little fuss from the young woman. She hadn't wanted it but she hadn't said no either. He loved her right? He was so very handsome and such a good boy! Just think of his Father! They were such a good match! Think of the life they would lead together! They would be so happy! It was what everyone was saying. Truly Maggie didn't care much. She was beginning to experiment with pot and it was helping her not to care. It was several weeks after her first but not her last overnight date with her Boyfriend that life dropped the bomb. In his haste to deflower his lovely young Girlfriend, he had forgotten protection, or so he said. Maggie was Pregnant.

Maggie wanted to keep the baby which was utterly stupid according to her Family. How could she even consider ruining her future like that? Had she given any thought what it would do to the Family? Her Boyfriend was a little more persistent. Nearing the end of her first trimester, he gave her a choice. Her baby or her life and if she thought he was kidding or being overly dramatic, he sent the point home with his fists.

Something snapped inside Maggie that day. She realized that there were people in this world who would put you in danger due to stupidity but there were also people who would put you in danger to cover their own ass. An ultimatum was struck but Maggie chose a different path. It wasn't her Baby or her life. It was her Baby and her life or him. Maggie chose herself and the life she was carrying. It was easier than she would have thought. The knowledge was all there, you just had to know where to look. With a little money and a little guts, Maggie procured what she needed and took her first life.



Nobody looked at the poor unfortunate pregnant teen. Her Boyfriend must have overdosed. There was cocaine in his system and everybody knew he liked to party. Nobody thought to look for that sneaky little toxin that came from the petals of a pretty red flower. Life moved on and Maggie had discovered a new found strength. She would see this baby to term and then what she would do with it was her choice. Her Parents didn't argue. They only sent her away to have the child in secret and she did.

Ultimately Maggie chose to put the child up for adoption. She had a beautiful little girl and she named her Poppy. Her life was changing. She was getting ready to finish school and College came next. She couldn't give her baby the life that she deserved. Maggie was already beginning to experiment with other forms of poisons and she wouldn't put her little girl at risk. Poppy is safe, very few people know where she is. Though Maggie gave up her Parental Rights legally, both she and Poppy's family know the truth. That little girl is her's.

Throughout College, Maggie honed her new found skill. She got a Bachelors Degree in Biological Science and she trained in Naturopathy and the study of Herbal Medicine. Unintentionally, Maggie had developed quite a bit of a reputation for herself. She grew some of the sweetest weed on Campus and before she knew it she was in business. Her second kill fell upon a rival drug dealer who made the mistake of threatening her with a gun to the forehead. Her third was the Father of a Roommate who use to beat his kids senseless and rape his Daughters. That one was a personal favor for a friend and though she doesn't regret it, it did have the side effect of turning the eyes of several very powerful people her way.

Maggie was snatched up by The Doctor right out of College. He had seen what she could do and he wanted her skills in his little rolodex of people. He offered her something that she couldn't turn down. Maggie was more than capable of taking care of herself. She had proven this well enough but he knew something that she didn't. Maggie functioned better and was ultimately happier when she taking care of others. She was a Protector. The Doctor offered her a Home and a Family. If she was good to him, he would be good to her. More than that though, he would ensure that Poppy would forever remain hidden and safe. The little girls Paternal Grandfather was looking for her and Maggie would be damned if she would ever let him get his mits on her Daughter. She had the balls and the skills but The Doctor had the power to actually make it happen. Maggie agreed and hasn’t looked back.

For the last 3 years, Maggie Blackwood has lived and worked at The Bound. She has a Residence of her own, a damn fine salary and all the horney people she can eat. Maggie works just as hard as she plays. Every few months she seems to wander out of Basement 3 cradling the seedling of a new strain of weed. Her baby is taken from her and sent into mass production. Maggie isn't so much in the weed game anymore. She designs the stuff, grows it in small qualities for herself and her friends but she doesn't sell it. That's The Courier's job. Maggie's job is to keep The Bound looking pretty and occasionally disposing of someone who threatens The Family. What can I say? She's a killer of a girl.

Status: Playful Switch

Sexual Orientation: Labels are for soup cans.

<img src="https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/4f/bc/ba/4fbcbae2bd41646d65755588d85f3a9c.jpg"Align="left">Kinks: Maggie adores the world of BDSM. She loves the hedonistic mentality and the voyeuristic nature of things. She loves the intensity of relationships, no matter how fleeting. Quite a few kinks can get her going. First and foremost she wants a connection. She isn't into fucking strangers. So even if she does have a one night stand with you, she wants to feel like it means something and that she knows you. Whether that means knowing everything about you or just being intimately familiar with the way your eyes crinkle when you smile at her shitty jokes. She needs a connection. She enjoys a little rough and tumble, some spanking and a bit of hair pulling. She loves the tease and the build up though Aftercare is just as important to her. She's into a little group action though no more than four cause then things just get messy. Knife play is fun as is some light bondage. She loves anything involving scent and taste. Most of all she loves a Partner who can read her. Don't assume she's gonna love you flipping her over and ramming her from behind. Test the waters, see how she reacts and if she gives you that breathy whimper, continue. Be nice and treat her well and she will be the sweetest little treat you've ever had. Treat her badly and you may just choke.

Limits: Maggie will try anything once which is why she knows that there are certain things that she doesn't need to try twice. Anything bathroom related needs to stay out of the bedroom. Furries remind her of her Sesame Street and she doesn't want to fuck Big Bird. Humiliation is the lamer version of dirty talk. You will rapidly dry her up if you think calling her a filthy whore will get her in the mood. She likes a little bite of pain but nothing that last longer than a few seconds. If the pain lasts, the pleasure goes away and that's just not fun anymore. She isn't very fond of sex without communication either. Maggie likes foreplay and a good session of verbal flirting where two (or more) people can get to know one another is as good as any make-out.