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Status

Recent Statuses

6 yrs ago
Current I'm single, but hey, at least Hopper is alive.
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7 yrs ago
When you finally confirm you made the right decision. Best of luck to you.
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7 yrs ago
Thought I left this Facebook status bullshit when I got out of high school.
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7 yrs ago
Green Moose, Guava Juice
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7 yrs ago
What fresh hell (lololol) did I miss?
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Bio











Summary

Name: FantasyChic
Aliases: ShopoholicGirl19, Sarcastic Piece of S***, Miss
Age: 28
Birthday: April 11
Ethnicity: American
Major/Minor: Forensic Psychology
Occupation: Server at The Cheesecake Factory
Languages: English, Sarcasm, Irony, and Some Spanish
Current Bio Theme: Debbie Jelinsky (Previously Shego)
Years RPing: 8
Preferred RP Section: Advanced
RP Level: High Casual - Advanced
Dedication Level: Omg SO High!
Biggest RP Pet Peeve: Mary Sue Characters, RPs losing interest after initial posts/interest checks, Feeling like you know everything about RPing (we ALL can learn)






Appearance

Height: 5'8''
Weight: Never ask a lady this...
Build: Slight curves, more top heavy than anything
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Blonde
Skin Tone: Cream
Tattoos/Piercings/Scars: Two ear piercings, small scar on forhead, no tattoos (yet!)
Personal Style: Normally, FantasyChic wears comfortable clothing, mainly t-shirts and leggings, but she will branch out if the mood fits. She loves girly clothing, especially skirts and dresses. Ever obsessed with handbags, she has a large number to match any outfit combination. Her favorite color to wear is, of course, pink.

She typically wears her hair down as it falls to her lower back. She has only ever cut it once (and regrets it to this day). Jewelry is minimal, but she is fond of earrings and necklaces. She is also a big fan of sweatpants.






Personality

Witty * Inattentive * Fun-Loving * Troublesome * Reliable * No-Nonsense


Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Forever Alone
Personality: FantasyChic is, above all else, a fun-loving person. If it's not fun, she does not take part in it (unless she has to). She is sarcastic and witty to a fault, at the expense of others. She isn't afraid to tell someone off if they are acting the fool. She can be the best friend you could ever want or the worst enemy to make. The choice is, often, not yours.

FantasyChic is reliable. She strives to get her tasks done, even if it takes a bit, but she will do it, especially for those she cares about. She can be inattentive, usually not because she does not care, but because she is probably thinking about puppies/glitter/memes/etc. She is also troublesome, getting things wrong and messing up in real life and in RP. However, she doesn't let bad times phase her.
Habits:
  • Swearing
  • Sarcasm
  • Drinking

Hobbies:
  • Writing
  • Reading (mainly mystery/thrillers)
  • Gaming
  • Music

Fears
  • Bees
  • Not Seeing The Bottom Of A Pool Of Water
  • Losing Eyesight

Likes:
  • Shopping (A bit too much)
  • The Color Pink
  • Humor
  • Netflix
  • Free Drinks
  • Chicago
  • Video Games

Dislikes:
  • Sexism
  • Humorless People
  • Hot Weather
  • Headaches
  • Getting Sick
  • Ranch Dressing
  • Losing







Cards On The Table


RP's Currently In


Upcoming RP's
  • TBD


Other Interesting Things







History


Why Did You Come To The RP Guild?: I had the itch to RP those years ago and no amount of writing was sedating it. I needed a creative outlet. So after scouring the internet, I stumbled across this site. And the rest is history.

Life Before The Guild: I started RPing in the MMO (Massive Multiplayer Online) game City of Heroes. I played for fun, but I ran into a group of people RPing. I asked them what they were doing and they introduced me to the concept. A quick character creation later and I joined their team and began RPing on my own.

Eventually, I moved from game to game, RPing in each one. I played Guild Wars 2, Elder Scrolls Online, Star Wars: The Old Republic, and Tera mainly. Each game introduced me to new concepts and I grew my skills in RPing.

However, tragedy struck in each game. I was put into positions I was not comfortable in, I was harassed by people I thought were my friends, and I found myself not having fun anymore. So I up and quit. After a couple months, I missed RPing.

Life Since The Guild: It's been a whirlwind of a time on here. A rocky start found me joining (and leaving) many RPs due to inactivity or lost interest. Finally, I found a place I feel wanted, loved, and cared for. And I don't plan on leaving it soon. It got to the point where I am even considering GMing my own game: a thought I NEVER thought I would have.

This is my home now.






Relations


For one reason or another, I have come to know these people and consider them friends. Regardless of starts or ends, these people are the reason I continue to come to this site day after day. And I wouldn't have it any other way!

@Lord Wraith: Probably the person I consider my first friend on here. He seemed to be in every game I put interest in (especially the superhero ones). As time went on, we got to know each other and became friends. We've had ups and downs, but he will always be someone I care about and I hope we can write again in the future.

@Morose: Oh my pink bothers you? Too bad! I love this girl so much! She is a wonderful GM and a great person to talk to. We've butted heads a few times, but what friends don't? Who knew we started off in Superhero RPs together? I must have blurred those memories! Either way, she is a great storyteller and I look forward to the chaos we'll cause!

@Nallore: This girl is quite the character. She's goofy and fun and a joy to be around! She's there if you need someone to listen to you vent or to just bitch about our life with. She has even become a really good GM, able to create some interesting stories. Put us together and I have a feeling not much would ever get done.

@ONL: We met in an RP and our characters were fated to be stuck together. After all, we only have each other in that game. He's such a sweet guy and his characters are all interesting to read and interact with. I've had the best time RPing with you and I hope it continues.

@Natsu: This guy is so sweet. I've enjoyed RPing with him and having my characters and his interact because there always seems to be an inherent closeness with them. He's such a sweetheart.




Extras


Quotes: "Yo"
"Aw f***...."
"You can never have too many purses"
"Well, that happened.."

Theme Song:




Most Recent Posts

Kimber McKenzie





Kimber poured the beer slowly as the TV droned on about the arrival of the Royal family. The bar wasn't crowded, but that was to be expected since most normal people were at their respective jobs, but she did have a few in The Onyx, those on their breaks or those with nothing better to do than to get drunk.

One such person was Brandon. An old friend of her father's and a long time customer. He popped in on more than one occasion. She figured it was partly because he wanted to look out for her, but she was also sure it was because of the discount on booze. Brandon was sitting at the counter watching the tv. He scoffed, "Royal family. Please. Bunch of stupid nobles thinking they are better than the rest of us wanna come over here and see how we are living. They are going to make our lives worse, you mark my words." He directed his last comment to no one in particular, so Kimber shrugged it off.

Brandon downed his glass before speaking again, "I'm serious Kimber. They don't care about working folk like yourself. If your daddy's bar gets in their way, they will tear it down without hesitation. Your father knew that. It's part of the reason he made this bar." It was a conversation they had many times before. Her father, a rebel leader, had this bar as a front for his activities. However, she wanted no part in it. Though her views are similar to her father's, she didn't want to start unnecessary trouble. Brandon knew this. "Already told you Brandon, I want no part in that. My father may have wanted it, but I just want to run this place. I couldn't give a damn about the royals. They want to come here. More than welcome to. Maybe they can dirty their feet a bit and see and we may actually get progress. Fat chance of that happening, but a girl can dream."

She cashed out a few patrons that got up and left. Soon it was only her and Brandon in the bar. She poured him another drink. "You know I care about you, girl. Your dad wanted me to look after you and I can't do that if I worry about raids and royals not minding their own business." Kimber knew Brandon meant what he said and she appreciated him. "I know. I appreciate it, but I can handle myself."

Brandon smiled a bit before he polished off his drink. "You are definitely your daddy's girl."
I'll toss my hat here. Love the show.

Do have a question though. Going to assume there is one slayer. Is that up for application? Only wondering what I should be moving my interests towards. Perfectly fine playing a normal person or perhaps a spellcaster like Willow
I edited as well
@Lady Amalthea ugh more editing. I will edit it tomorrow after work. I have such a huge headache and I wanna sleep before I work tomorrow.
I imagine you meant April 3rd. Been putting this off, but I will have a post up probably tomorrow
Josephine Clark




Location: Grand Continental Hotel



She waited with the woman for an update. The man was put away, which was good. However, she wondered if Aziza should spend the night alone with another man. Even of Sgt. Walsh was on the up and up and was a gentleman by all accounts, it didn't really matter if she was shaken. And she didn't trust Peter as far as she could throw him, so that was off the table. But she left it up to her.

"I hope we are updated on the situation soon, I am sure this has all been very tiring for all involved and we should sleep soon before tomorrow's events. I won't leave if you don't want me to, though."
@Lady Amalthea Edited.
Genevieve Dupoit


Location: Conference Room



She half-expected Anisa to keelhaul her ass out the airlock for speaking up and was pleasantly surprised that she, instead, seemed to respond cool and controlling. She nodded and waited for the speeches to be over, she had lots of things she wanted to get done. It wasn't until Anisa brought up the Reavers that she started to pay attention.

While she had no specific ties to the Alliance, apart from some sessions with the members, she knew the Reavers were a mistake and one the Alliance would have to pay for some time. Now, she hears that the Alliance wants to control them and use them as weapons.

On one hand, it could go their way and they wold have control over a huge force of power. One that, if used correctly, could bring many people to its knees. Anyone with that kind of power would find it irresistible and that would bring ruin to them and everyone. On the other hand, it could not go their way and many men and women would lose their lives in the process.

Either way, people died.

She sat on these issues in her head. There would be time to talk, time to plan. Carla seemed vocal. She would talk to her later. She also wanted to poke the other man's mind. He seemed...funny to her. The way he talked and walked. That would be another time. She assumed they still had much to discuss.
@Lord Wraith Hit me up whenever

Priya Khurana
Near Hotel, The Spires, Lilith | 8:30 PM



The elevator dinged as Priya drew her firearm. She prepared for the worst. Once the doors opened she stepped out and swept right and left. Nothing. An empty hallway led to the door to the stairs. She made the climb. Luckily, it wasn't a long hike up. She opened the door and peeked. Again, an empty hallway that led to massive doors to, what she assumed was, the penthouse. She was almost upset that she didn't have anyone she could arrest or fight with. She wondered if they were even in the room anymore. That would be a pisser.

As she neared the door, she heard the thumping of music and the thumping of...other things. It didn't take a genius to figure out that the hostages in this situation were of the nighttime variety. However, if they were here under pressure, she'd save them. If they weren't, surely the people responsible for all of this trouble weren't just going to let them go easily. Either way, she opened the door quietly.

The room was spacious and it reeked of disposable income. She half-expected things to be all gold. She was somewhat wrong, but noticed the gold outlines along the walls. There were two men sitting on the couch with a woman with enormous...personalities that made her look down at her own with displeasure. She was wearing very little, but she didn't appear to be having a good time. She didn't look like your average hooker either. She was young too. That hurt. The guys were egging her on and she did her best to be vivacious, but you could tell she wanted to be anywhere but here.

She did a quick sweep. She assumed there were more up here, but she had to make sure these guys and the girl were taken care of. So she stepped across the room before she clocked her gun, "Excuse me boys. Fun time is over." The girl looked up to see her and, though she let out a small cry and covered her chest (for whatever reason, she was now modest), the two guys got up and reached for their weapons. "I wouldn't do that. I may look like a piece of ass to you, but I am highly trained with this piece. You make one more step and I will use force and this rug is, quite frankly, gorgeous and I would hate to stain it with your blood. Now...guns on the ground and kick them away." The men sneered at her, but complied. She motioned for them to kneel down and they did so. She waved the woman over and she came, "Thank you! The others are..." before she could finish, she looked over towards one of the many doors and let out another cry. Priya looked over and saw what made the girl go wide-eyed.

Some big man was carrying a bigger gun. A shotgun, to be more precise. He was flanked by three other men. A gaggle of girls were behind him, in various forms of dress and undress. The big guy didn't look pleased. "This must be the cop we heard on the radio. Should have left when you had the change, girl." He aimed the gun up and in quick succession of moments she was sure would be slow motion if she were in a movie, she pushed the woman near her to the ground and quickly dove behind the counter of the kitchen. The gun rang out, followed by a few others. She heard soem scrambling and assumed the other two guys were reaching for their guns. Bullets hailed the room. She couldn't return fire. She had to think quickly. Panic was setting in. It was then she heard a message through her comms "Detective, Anti-Terrorism arrived. I have no avenue of escape, running would result in my eventual arrest. Anti-Terrorism droid has been deployed, please call them off."

Well at least back-up was here. But now Duos was in trouble and she was about to be killed. That's when she remembered.

She had other skills.

Surely they kicked in by now. They only ever did when she was in danger and if this situation didn't scream danger, she didn't know what would. The only question was...what power did she get? She looked at her hands. Nothing. She looked around her. Nothing. She felt her body. Nothing.

What the fuck?!?

The only thing she could do was try to shoot her way out of this. She peeked around the corner and raised her gun. She heard a shot and her gun was sent flying. She felt the pressure on her hand as the bullet hit. She looked at her hand and noticed.

No hole. No blood.

In fact, it was as if the bullet bounced off of her hand. That was it. She was bulletproof. She could kiss someone. Now she had a chance. She quickly sprang up and ran for her gun. The men fired at her and she could feel a few hit, but they merely bounced off of her. She turned around and aimed her gun. The men focused on her and rang out a few shots. They were easily deflected. "What the hell? We're not hitting her!" "Leave her to me." the big guy said as he raised his shotgun. He fired at her and she could feel it hit her chest. She crumpled forward and clutched her gut. The man smiled, "There we go...what the...!?" Priya stood up and let her arms go as the bullets dropped to the floor. "Ouch." She aimed her gun and shot, hitting three of the guys as they fell. She was careful not to kill them. She aimed her gun at the big guy, who was still in shock, "What the hell are you?" he said. She merely smiled.

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She rounded up the guys and the girls. They were all scrambling around, crying and tearing up. "Ladies, please! I'll have you away safely once my back-up gets up here. We'll get you all home." She would make sure the boys in blue looked the other way to their profession and got them back to their respective homes. She pinged Duos back "Sorry, I was in a rough spot for a bit there. Things are taken care of though. The girls are rounded up and the baddies are on their way to the station. I imagine we didn't get them all though. The ringleader wasn't here, it seemed. I have some back-up coming up. Not sure if you want to meet them or not, but I told them to let you go. Thanks for the assist." She left it at that. She didn't know if she would see the man again. Didn't really know if she wanted to.

Either way, the night was almost over.
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