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Unfortunately I am not an alt, merely someone native to N.C. Who has lived in the Appalachias while attending university and has made trips Tennessee-side. Mostly to go to Dollywood. Between a few off-interstate deviations and a few Virginia visits, I’ve passed through some of these quaint small towns in passing, and grew up in a trailer park amidst city land developments, so there’s more than a few brain teasers in this thread for me.
I feel personally attacked by the locations described by this. A non-insignificant amount of this setting hits pretty close to home, I have some nostalgia being pumped here. I’m interested as well.
I am enjoying the atmosphere of this one. I shall muse and think and if anything jumps into my mind, I’ll definitely throw an idea into the ring.
X A N T H A
X A N T H A

“Maybe this time, I can be there for someone who needs me.”
C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
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C H A R A C T E R D A T A
C H A R A C T E R D A T A
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True Self
Tilly Gallagher

Persona
Xantha

Pathos
Queon

Role
Crowd Control // Zookeeper (Support Focused)

Weapon of Choice
Magecraft Rifle

Domains
Primordial: Wind
Arcane: Convokation

Playstyle & Attitude
Versatile Role Fill + Workahaulic.
Encouraging Presence
T I L L Y G A L L A G H E R: S I N G L E M O M
T I L L Y G A L L A G H E R: S I N G L E M O M
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Tilly's life is defined by a constant swinging of the pendulum. Tragedy sparks growth, success leads to new mistakes.

Growing up the youngest in a family of four, Tilly was always in the shadow of her older brother, Edmond Gallagher, and experienced many liberties as their parent's focus remained primarily upon him. Her parents were well-to-do folk; the father an active member in local politics in her region of the American Mid-West, and the mother an inheritor of a long-time family business that bankrolled the family's rising repute in the local environs.

Edmond was their poster child, and Tilly's upbringing was swept under the rug by comparison. She was cared for and provided for, but the crushing expectations laid upon her brother were forgotten with her. His shining record only served to cover up her own struggling academics and social issues. His perfection blinded their parents to her shortcomings. He was her shield, and always had been.

He was her shield when her early pregnancy came to light. He was the most doting and caring uncle any child could ever want. When Tilly's boyfriend proved deadbeat and disappeared without a word, Edmond rose to the occasion and removed Tilly from their parent's home to live with him. The family was split over the affair, but in the end Tilly chose to keep the child and that forever removed her parents from her life. Edmond was her rock in stormy seas. Five years later when Edmond died in a freak accident, she was his sole inheritor. She and her son, Tobias, were the sole beneficiaries of his stock firm holdings. Tobias even had a trust fund in place for when he came of age.

Tilly did not handle the death of her brother well, and it is a regretful period of darkness in her life. As Tobias aged from five to ten, she was a wreck who could only partially be his caretaker. Considerable funds went into an au-pair program, and Tilly herself spent these turbulent years embroiled in therapy and alcoholism as she tried to find a light in the tunnel. It wasn't until she was shown Tobias' schoolwork, depicting his family as consisting of five separate nanny-mothers and zero mention of Tilly that she finally pulled herself together. Perhaps it was too late, but she began to make the effort at long last.

Five years of 'making it up to him' later, Tilly decided to try out the game her son had been talking about nonstop for the last six months. She slips into Pariah Online on a fateful day, as once more the pendulum swings.

X A N T H A: T I R E L E S S G R I N D
X A N T H A: T I R E L E S S G R I N D
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XANTHA JOINS PARIAH ONLINE.

The sensation of having her psyche scanned, mapped, and analyzed was one that made her deeply introspective. She had sat for half an hour double checking cables, plugs, sockets, power supplies, and software integrity as she weighed the reality of what she was volunteering her mind for. When the helm slid into place on her head for the first time she felt foolish, like she was a little girl again pretending to be a knight riding to the rescue of some damsel-- for in her youth, she was never the damsel. The irony of this was not lost on her now, as hindsight reared its ever-lethal gaze upon the years of her life.

Maybe it was time to pretend again. Tilly Gallagher was done being the victim of her life, herself, and the opinions of those around her. All she wanted was to spend quality time with her son. By twist of fate, Pariah Online was the path that lay open before her in this moment. At last, Tilly Gallagher lay back into the comforting nest of her neuro-gear, and closed her eyes. The scan progress displayed into her mind's eye. At 100%, her world changed forever.

"Who are you?"

The question hit her harder than she cared to admit. She considered it with a gravitas that she was certain was ridiculous. The simple act of choosing a name was somehow...significant. It felt permanent, in a way. This Pariah Online was a simulation, right? A world within a world, a place for the mind to wander and truly experience. It was taking her too long to answer. She was thinking about being that little girl again, being that brave warrior in search of others who needed rescuing. She thought of her late brother, and how he had called her Sunshine. That could work. It needed a twist though, a flair of the dramatic and the debonair.

"I am Xantha."

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Four hours ago, Xantha logged into Pariah Online for the first time. She walked the paths of the tutorial, engrossed in her experience. She felt the fledgling surge of first magic. She felt the halcyon call of the days of her youth, running...To/From/Away. Pariah Online felt right. As she finished the tutorial, she took up a rifle and felt a confidence in her hands that she hadn't in half a decade. There was a world out there to explore, one that wasn't filled with her life's story and the weight of her shame and guilt. There was a world out there that held her son, Tobias, and all she needed to do was go out and find him...

...And yet that, somehow, was the scariest thing of all. She didn't feel ready. She didn't want him to think she was lame, just being a poseur, faking her interest and bogging him and his friends down. No. She wouldn't do that to him, be that to him, be that to herself. She would prove herself first, then find him. Xantha's first steps into Pariah Online were on the path of redemption, and that path carried her in search of a Guild.





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@Sarge67

Unless the boss is intending to use a game system, the phrase ‘sword and sorcery’ is just a shorthand way to describe oldschool low fantasy worlds. Conan the Barbarian fits the themes and genre ‘sword and sorcery’, for example.

Usually the magic is evil, heavily negative in connotation, old, and misunderstood or feared. Shamans and druids and natural world phenomenon like giant beasts, dire wolves, massive serpents, etc, are to be feared and awed.

Cults to demons, sorcerers of evil power, old ruins, and a low technology base are all things to expect in ‘sword and sorcery’ worlds.

Conan is often half naked, scarcely armored, with weapons of steel being rare and coveted. It’s typically more ‘tribal chieftains vying to be king of the known lands’ and less ‘the knights of king arthur on a quest with Merlin’

Tribalism, fear, dark nights, scary monsters, powerful and mighty heroes. That’s the vibe usually.
I do enjoy a world of swords and sorceries. Gritty oldschool fantasy is always a good time to me. Consider me interested as well.
Howdy folks, I just wanted to update everyone and let them know that I seem to not possess the headspace to try and hold onto some of these games as well as I wish I could. Maybe sometime soon I can clear the mental shelf for the Guild again, but at this moment I don't think I can focus at all, let alone as well as I'd like, on the current commitments I was trying to hold onto. I appreciate everyone being willing to deal with my semi-flaky nature over the last while, but I don't want to keep trying to scramble and catch up when for the last few months I hadn't even really had a chance to properly log on to do anything besides see the growing list of notifications and panic. So I'm clearing my plate for now and hope that future endeavors bring us together again.
Howdy folks, I just wanted to update everyone and let them know that I seem to not possess the headspace to try and hold onto some of these games as well as I wish I could. Maybe sometime soon I can clear the mental shelf for the Guild again, but at this moment I don't think I can focus at all, let alone as well as I'd like, on the current commitments I was trying to hold onto. I appreciate everyone being willing to deal with my semi-flaky nature over the last while, but I don't want to keep trying to scramble and catch up when for the last few months I hadn't even really had a chance to properly log on to do anything besides see the growing list of notifications and panic. So I'm clearing my plate for now and hope that future endeavors bring us together again.
Howdy folks, I just wanted to update everyone and let them know that I seem to not possess the headspace to try and hold onto some of these games as well as I wish I could. Maybe sometime soon I can clear the mental shelf for the Guild again, but at this moment I don't think I can focus at all, let alone as well as I'd like, on the current commitments I was trying to hold onto. I appreciate everyone being willing to deal with my semi-flaky nature over the last while, but I don't want to keep trying to scramble and catch up when for the last few months I hadn't even really had a chance to properly log on to do anything besides see the growing list of notifications and panic. So I'm clearing my plate for now and hope that future endeavors bring us together again.
I'll catch up over this weekend, is what I shall tell myself.
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