— BASICS
Name: geneviève "gen" monreau Age / D.O.B.: 44 & july 28th Gender, Pronouns & Sexuality: cisfemale, she/her, heterosexual Hometown: lyon, france Affiliation: syndicate Job position: chief curator of the museum of the city of new york Education: ba in literature history, art history and museology Relationship status: single Children: n/a Positive traits: intelligent, patient, dedicated, determined & loyal Negative traits: ruthless, secretive, deceitful, judgemental & arrognant
— BIOGRAPHY
geneviève monreau was born in lyon, france, into a household where intellect and discipline were non-negotiable. the daughter of a stern university philosopher and a meticulous art conservator, geneviève grew up surrounded by books, brushstrokes, and ambition. she went on to study at the École du Louvre in paris, focusing on 19th-century european art and the cultural politics of preservation. her academic brilliance and unyielding attention to detail earned her a highly sought-after curatorial position at the musée d'orsay, where she curated groundbreaking exhibitions and developed the kind of professional edge that only power and proximity can teach. her tenure at the musée d'orsay wasn’t just about art—it was a masterclass in influence. she learned how to manipulate institutional bureaucracy, charm wealthy donors, and push curatorial boundaries without tipping the balance. but over time, the parisian art world began to feel predictable, even restrictive. at 34, geneviève accepted a fellowship opportunity in new york, but in truth, it was an escape—an intentional move into a bigger arena, where ambition wasn't frowned upon, and power could be seized, not inherited. in the decade that followed, geneviève built her legacy brick by brick. ruthless in negotiation, precise in execution, she navigated the treacherous circles of new york’s cultural elite with the same cold elegance that made her a force back in paris. today, at 44, she stands as the chief curator of the museum of the city of new york, credited with transforming the institution into one of the city’s most provocative and talked-about cultural landmarks. her exhibitions don’t just educate—they challenge, disrupt, and reframe how the city understands itself. geneviève commands respect through excellence and fear through results. she’s cultured, multilingual, and effortlessly poised—but also unrelenting, sharp-tongued, and entirely disinterested in excuses. she’s been described as a visionary and a tyrant, sometimes in the same breath. her staff know better than to offer anything short of perfection, and her competitors have long since learned not to underestimate her. she doesn’t take no for an answer—not in business, not in art, and certainly not in life. behind the refined image, however, lies a shadow most don’t see. geneviève is quietly affiliated with the syndicate. her access to illicit archives, off-the-record acquisitions, and politically sensitive artifacts isn’t coincidence—it’s strategy. the syndicate feeds her the kind of power institutions can't provide, and in return, she gives them cultural access wrapped in legitimacy. it’s a relationship built on mutual benefit—and a shared understanding of how to bend the rules without breaking. to the public, geneviève monreau is the embodiment of elite curation—elegant, untouchable, and visionary. but beneath the surface lies a tactician, one who views art not just as beauty, but as leverage. her past in paris gave her knowledge; new york gave her dominion. and with the syndicate at her back and history at her fingertips, geneviève is no longer just telling stories—she’s deciding which ones survive.
— WANTED CONNECTIONS / PLOTS
ex-fiancé — “the one she left in paris” (taken) ten years ago, gene left him, not because she stopped loving him, but because she refused to be defined by him. he could’ve given her the world, but it would’ve been his world. he could’ve given her the world, but it would’ve been his world, and she wanted her own name on it. he held power in paris, influence that stretched far beyond boardrooms and art circles, touching the darker undercurrents that kept the city’s elite in motion. beneath the polish and prestige, there were whispers of criminal ties , dealings too convenient, too calculated. she didn't want to live in his shadow. she had more ambition and desire, and her self-perseveration surpassed her feelings for him. there’s tension still: unfinished conversations, unspoken apologies. she walked away before the truth could fully surface, but part of her always knew. he’s the one ghost she never managed to outrun, the one whose shadow still lingers when paris crosses her mind, reminding her that love and danger have always worn the same face.
one-night stand — “the crossed wires” it wasn’t meant to happen, a few drinks, a too-late hour, an unfamiliar hotel bar. maybe they were supposed to be enemies, or maybe neither realized who the other was until the morning light hit. now, every time they cross paths, it’s half amusement, half tension, both pretending it didn’t mean more than it did.
friend — “the one she’s letting in” they’re not from her past, they’re from her present. someone she didn’t expect to trust, but does. they see her as genevieve, not her title, not her reputation. slowly, she’s learning that vulnerability doesn’t have to be weakness.
