I'm Rotti Largo

Creator and owner of GeneCo. Through my work, all your dreams of genetic perfection can be attained. So make an appointment with us today, and make your genetics your bitch. M!A Status: None ((I decided I wanted to try my hand at RPing the man I had so much fun being at the Repo! The Genetic Opera/The Devil's Carnival Double Feature in Chicago. So here goes! I will RP with any/all people, so if you want to start an RP, shoot me a message via ask, or submit something ^_^ I will RP with multiple people portraying the same character, so no worries if you see someone is already on my list. If you want to start an RP thread, I have a submit link as well.))

[bothrageandserenity]

In the moments before his father replied, Pavi took the opportunity to lean forward a little and peer at whatever it was that his father was signing off. It always seemed like he had a lot of work to do but when he had asked Luigi about it, he had told him, and in rather colourful language too, that that was what came with owning and running such a successful business as GeneCo. Everyone loved papa, which was why Pavi wanted to be just like him when he was older.

Innocent eyes glanced up again at the familiar voice, heart warming at the smile he received from his only parent before he nodded and began to speak again, slowly trying to form the words properly past the stupid speech impediment that he hated so much and that Luigi constantly teased him for, "C-Carmie is too t-t-tired and Luigi told m-me to g-go away...'cept he used b-b-bad words and called m-me names..."

The small dark haired boy looked up to his father with a soft frown. He was used to his older brother not wanting to play with him, but he didn't like it when Luigi called him names and made fun of him. It hurt and if he got upset then Luigi would just tease him further or call him a wimp.

[iowngeneco]

A mildly exasperated sigh passed the fathers' lips, and he placed a hand against his forehead, rubbing slightly. Luigi had a bad temper, and rarely seemed to exhibit any sort of brotherhood towards his siblings. It was something Rotti desperately wished he knew how to handle, but running GeneCo was slowly winning out over him being a father. Still, he did the best he could with the situation they were in. He didn't like to think about the reason he was a single parent- in fact, it was something he refused to think about or discuss with anyone.

"Oh my son," his voice was soft, empathy masking the irritation at his eldest child, "He just has some issues with seeing the line between what is proper for a child of his age and what is not." He reached out a hand to ruffle Pavi's hair, then moved to pick the boy up and pulled him onto his lap. He cupped Pavi's chin, meeting the boys wide eyes with his own tired ones. "You must remember, the names he calls you do not define you. I know they may sting, but if you show him that they don't bother you, he'll most likely stop. Bullies only keep doing something if it causes a reaction."

He made a mental note to schedule a few more sessions for Luigi to help him learn how to control his anger. He was the oldest, and he remembered more than the other two, so it was no surprise that he was finding it difficult to deal with handling his emotions. Children should not have to live with so much grief, Rotti mused. 

[bothrageandserenity]

From an outsider’s point of view, years before the debacle at the Genetic Opera, the Largo family could be seen as fairly perfect. Certainly lucky with the amount of money they possessed. Three children, two boys and a girl, but they could not be more different. They...

[bothrageandserenity]

The Little Pavi || Pavi and Rotti ( iowngeneco)

The eight year old waited quietly for an answer, and when he received it, reached up to push the heavy door open, slipping in through the small gap created and letting it fall shut behind him as he turned to face his father. Dressed impeccably (if a little tousled from whatever he had been up to), he moved across the short distance and clambered into a chair beside Rotti's desk, as he was wanton to do whenever he paid these little visits, sometimes because he was bored, others because he was avoiding Luigi's wrath.

He remained silent for a moment, catching his own reflection in the mirror across the room and briefly admiring it before his gaze returned to his own hands, occasionally flickering up to his father. "P-p-papa?"

[iowngeneco]

The door clicked and swung open slightly, and Rotti smirked a bit as Pavi slid through the small space he created for himself. He wasn't a loud thing as his siblings were. He was quiet for eight. Rotti didn't mind, though. It showed introspectiveness, something he prayed Pavi would keep as he grew.

He looked back down at the paperwork in front of him, scanning over the remainder of the documents before signing along the bottom in a flourish with his feather ink pen. Some might have seen it as old fashioned, but something about knowing the perfect amount of ink to have on a pen tip was an art Rotti appreciated.

As the soft voice came out of the silence, he turned with a soft smile towards his son. "Yes, my child? Are Luigi and Carmela pestering you again?"

[bothrageandserenity]

The Little Pavi || Pavi and Rotti ( iowngeneco)

From an outsider’s point of view, years before the debacle at the Genetic Opera, the Largo family could be seen as fairly perfect. Certainly lucky with the amount of money they possessed. Three children, two boys and a girl, but they could not be more different. They could be seen as perfect, more or less, perhaps because they were still at an age where their father could cover up almost anything that they did, luckily for the eldest who seemed to have an unquenchable temper. At this time, Amber Sweet was still Carmela Largo, the little princess of the family, and not yet the zydrate addict that she would become.

And then there was Pavi. At eight years old, he was almost unrecognisable as what he would become in the future. His face, unmasked and unmarred was as handsome as any childs could hope to be, dark hair hung tousled around it, and the Italian accent which he would adopt in later life did not yet conceal the speech impediment.

He moved quietly through the corridors of the large home, occasionally pausing to peek curiously into rooms, before approaching  his father’s office, knocking on the door.

[iowngeneco]

Years before Rotti locked himself away in an office at the highest point of GeneCo's looming tower, he often took his work home, where he could keep an eye on his children, though their nanny did just fine while he was away. Yet, it still made it so he could see them grow. They were his flesh and blood, and, despite hiccups every now and again, his children meant more to him than anyone would ever know.

A soft knock on the door interrupted his mulling through various new contracts and other tedious forms, all requiring his attention and signature. Generally, there were only two people who knocked and waited before entering- the nanny, and his younger son, Pavi. He cleared his throat. "Come in." His gaze drifted upwards, waiting to see who would enter.

[iowngeneco]

Hello! Would you like to plot? I rp as both Pavi and Graverobber :)

((I certainly would love to! I’ve got Rotti here, and I also have an OC character RIGHT HERE))

[harlecryptid]

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[iowngeneco]

Hi, I'm currently writing Repo! fanfiction but I can't get into Rotti's head (since most fics I've written are post-opera, i never really needed him). Any ideas/advice on how to write him/how to get into his head? More specifically, I can't seem to imagine Rotti interacting with his children other than him being bitter/annoyed/exasperated with them. Please advice on how to get into his character. Thanks so much.

//The easiest way I get into his head is I try to think how it would feel to be on top of the world, and then get snubbed. “Did I really deserve that? Of course not! She [Marni] didn’t know how good she had it.” He’s bitter, growing old, and weary of a world that seems to have taken him for granted. His children, though grown, rarely act like adults, giving him another headache to have to deal with, on top of trying to run a business. He’s really not the kind of person to show much love and care toward his children, though a bit of it does shine through [see his reactions prior to singing “Gold” in the film]. Despite him knowing Amber is taking the surgery for granted, he still wants to make sure she’s taken care of. I see a lot of his character as being disappointed in how his life has turned out, so it’s hard for him to find joy in things, other than the temporary fixes, the power, and the ‘adoration’ from the people who need his company to survive. He can be a heavy character to write, but deep down I do think he has a soft spot for those he believes are meant for greatness. He also has the capability to feign that “care” if he wants to use someone for his own personal gain. He’s very manipulative [reference his relationship with Shilo, and, in part, Mag].

Finding a way to get into character and writing for Rotti, in my experience, requires a certain aloofness. It also can take pulling on personal bitterness and past experiences to help draw up the feelings behind the words.

If you have any questions, feel free to ask!

[tnbcaddict]

Reblog if you are a FEMALE rper.

[iowngeneco]

Males go here

No Gender go here

[iowngeneco]

*she smiles gently, nodding her head as he talks and her hand comes forward to stroke his arm softly* I am luckier to have him. *she says softly, almost whispering* So, um... I have some paperwork for you to look at, it's some repossessions you have to sign and look over, but until then, do you have some time for a coffee?

He smiled down at her. "Of course I have time for coffee. The paperwork is just that- it can wait a bit longer before it really needs my attention." He patted her hand with his own. "Did you have any particular place in mind?"

[herundiscloseddesires]

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[iowngeneco]

*she gives a wholehearted giggle and nods a few times, grinning up at him* That's true! But we love it way too much; it's incredible how happy these little kids make him, if you think of how he used to be before I got in his life as his lover and then, his wife.

His eyes glazed a bit as a few distant memories brushed through his mind. "Yes..." He mused quietly. He shook his head to clear the cobwebs, and smiled back at the girl again. "He is definitely a lucky man, having you."

[madmediamaven]

[iowngeneco]

At least we have you back and this is wonderful. We missed you dearly, but don't be sorry for this. It was serious business so it couldn't be ignored. As for me, well, I'm good! Pavi and I are expecting another baby, a girl again. We can't wait for her arrival in a couple of months.

"Oh my, another one on the way. You two really must be alright with having your hands full." He chuckled and smiled down at her.

[iowngeneco]

Uncle! *the brunette girl beams as she sees him again after so long and she runs to him, grinning* Your niece missed you! Were you away on business again?

"Ah, hello Tina. Yes, things have been quite busy as of late, I do apologize for my absence. How have you been as of late?"

[iowngeneco]

How are your children?

"I suppose they’re doing just fine. I haven’t heard that they’re causing too many issues as of late, so that’s something to be content with."

[iowngeneco]

She had been let in by the guards who of course knew better than to turn /her/ away. She tentatively entered the office, looking towards his desk with a gentle smile. “Mr. Largo? It's been awhile... How are you?” Valerie asked kindly as she approached the desk, vaguely hoping he recalled who she even was.

Rotti looked up at the woman near the doorway of his office, his eyes tired. He had been taking care of so much with the company that he’d left contact with others on the wayside. The corners of his mouth turned up just slightly, for it was about all he could manage. “Ah, Valerie. It has been a while… Things are, well… what they are, I suppose.” He motioned for her to have a seat. “And how have things been with you?”

[weiweipon-deactivated20180411]

that feeling you’re gone for a while then you feel like you’ve missed a lot