Hello! Welcome to the "Patchwork Homura" rp/ask blog. AU Backstory is at the bottom of this post. This is my first time doing one of these, but even I know rules are important so:
1: I will only answer asks or interactions that I feel comfortable with. I'm okay with almost anything, but keep in mind that Homura is a minor (the case could be made she is mentally 26, but I'd rather not open that can of worms), so anything sexual is a no go. Aside from that, things will be handled on a case by case basis. And shipping is okay btw.
2: anyone can give asks, but rp interactions beyond that should be limited to rp blogs, or anons. Either it's your Muse interacting with my own, or you are a random person with no defining features. I'm just not comfortable rping with someone's "real self".
3: Rules may be added or changed at any time.
4: I may be slow to respond. Apologies in advance.
5: no drama. That goes without saying, but it's a rule I've seen elsewhere that is sensible. I do this for escapism. Leave real life BS out of it.
6: there will be dark themes, both PMMM typical and also mutilation and body horror. This is literally a version of Homura whose been partially frankensteined with pieces of Madoka, those two trigger warnings are baked into the premise.
7: if you aren't familiar with PMMM...Why are you reading this? Go watch it. None of this will make sense if you don't.
8: In regards to crossover RP, I'll only do that if I'm familiar with the character. And I will be very selective about which OC blogs I'll respond to.
9: no godmodding
10: duplicate muses are absolutely welcome. As an AU Homura it's basically a requirement anyways.
11: advice from more experienced Tumblr RPers is appreciated. Just don't be an asshole about it.
12: details will be off from Canon probably, but I do have a pretty good understanding of Homura's character (she is my favorite character in any media ever, and I love dissecting character psychology). Keep in mind that this version of Homura is much less mentally put together and has some divergent experiences as well.
13: I struggle with approaching others in ways other than just sending asks or reblogging promos. If you want to plot things out first (or didn't like my ask and want to workshop it into one you prefer), you can message me, but don't expect me to message unless messaged first, or if I'm instructed to, as it's rare for me to work up the confidence to do so. Come to think of it this is probably fairly normal, but I'm saying it anyways for the sake of clarity. I will also note that sometimes I might just send something without going over it with you first but I try not to and that's usually a sign I'm too nervous to ask about it first. I'll try not to do this but it's hard. Please be patient with me.
14: Homura isn't omniscient. There are things she won't know even if you or your muse have said them multiple times on your own blog. I refuse to metagame.
15: No metagaming.
16: This is less of a rule and more a suggestion, but if you reject an ask/interaction of mine, please let me know instead of leaving me waiting. It turns out that I don't do as well with not knowing as I thought I did.
17: what happens in character stays in character. I am not my muse.
About:
My Mun is currently 21 years old and uses they/it. You can call them uhh... "Pseudonym". Creative, I know. Or you could just use one of their other account names. Or just "Mun" or "PatchworkMun". It doesn't really matter.
Homura uses She/Her, and is the same age as in Canon. Though she's been through more loops than her Canon counterpart.
This is a sideblog. Thus, I cannot exactly follow back with this blog. Follows will instead be through @obsessedwithecho, though that is not my personal blog either, as my personal blog is actually another sideblog.
I am on mobile, if that matters.
This is my first serious attempt at an RP blog and I am new to this space on Tumblr. Please be understanding.
Yes I am aware the icon is low effort. I made it myself on my phone with a free image editing app in like an hour.
AU Backstory:
"MADOKA!!!"
Homura Akemi's agonized cries reverberated across the flooded wreckage of Mitakihara city, as she crawled, on bloodied hands and knees, towards the limp form across from her. Despite her wailing, the body did not respond, even as she dragged herself closer.
"No...I was so close!"
What remained was barely a corpse. Torn apart as if by a paper shredder.
That alone would not have been an issue for a magical girl of course. Homura was just as bad, but her soul gem, while wracked with impurities, was intact.
Madoka was not a magical girl in this timeline.
She had died anyways.
"WHY DO YOU ALWAYS DO THIS?! DO YOU ENJOY SEEING ME SUFFER!??"
Homura bit her tongue. She hadn't meant it.
It was just... She had been so close.
All Madoka had to do was STAY INSIDE THE SHELTER! WHAT HAD SHE BEEN DOING OUT HERE?
"I'll do better next time. I'm sorry."
Homura reached for her shield only to see...
"I'm missing a forearm."
It hurt a lot, but more importantly since her shield was stuck to her only remaining arm she couldn't actually reach to turn the mechanism.
She checked her Soul Gem. That was not nearly enough magic to regenerate an entire forearm.
Homura considered Madoka's body.
She had no other option. No one else was around, and if she didn't go back soon she would turn into a Witch for sure.
Awkwardly, she placed the stump of her arm in line with the one Madoka had had severed. It fit just right. Homura activated her magic, to heal herself and connect the stump to the limb, even if it wasn't her own, she just had to hope it would work.
It did.
It felt wrong, foreign but also...
She raised Madoka's/her own hand up to her face curiously.
"Madoka is... part of me?"
Hit by a sudden mix of shock, euphoria, disgust, and panic, Homura scrambled backwards, her leg catching on one of Madokas own causing her to fall back.
CRUNCH-SPLAT-SQUISH!
"...no..."
Homura had been holding her own body, mutilated as it was, together all this time with magic, and a lot of her own mass had, in her lapse of focus, and as her Soul Gem kept filling up with impurities, just fallen off, including a leg and about a quarter of her own head. She could heal it back on, but currently she was also piled in with all of Madoka's pieces too. She wasn't sure from this angle which was which, and she was running out of time. And healing would take even more magic so she really had to act fast.
Still panicking, Homura went for it.
After all, as gross as it all was, it would all be reset once she just activated her shield.
The bodies of the deceased and near deceased melded, magic using whatever spare parts it could to save Homura Akemi from dying here, no matter the source.
Time reset.
🕒🕑🕛🕚🕙
Homura shot upright, so fast her glasses fell from her face, holding in the urge to scream. It was okay. She was at the start of a new timeline.
Why was only one eye blurry? She hadn't healed them yet, why was one already clear?
Homura Akemi? looked down at her body.
"Why?"
There was no way. No way at all. That was completely absurd. Impossible. It didn't work like that. Why was she partially excited by this? Thoughts like that were disgusting.
She found the mirror.
...She couldn't help it. She screamed.
