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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.
1 like
7 yrs ago
Green Moose, Guava Juice
3 likes
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

I said I would post when I got home, but I got home later than I anticipated with a migraine, so I will post in the morning.
I'm gonna hold off until Nal posts here, but I will post tomorrow when I get home from school regardless.
Ok ok, you've convinced me.

Prepare yourselves: A new opponent will arrive soon



Mei Qiรกo

Location: Newhope - Alleys in Merchant Area -> Heading Down West Road Towards Docks



Mei thought about it. Though her original intent was to go to the Lady Luck to gather more intel, she decided it may be in her best interests to circle back to the docks. However, she was sure that whoever shot her was now on her trail. If they weren't at the Merchant Area already, they would be soon. She wanted to wait it out, but it would be too much trouble. Carefully, she kept walking out of the alley.

She didn't want to head directly there. There would be too high a chance they, or someone from the Docks, would recognize her. She opted to head West and see if she could weave her way around. It would be better to remain out of sight from as many people as she could. Though she was certain the dressmaker wouldn't sell her out, the same couldn't be said for any of the other citizens mulling about. It seemed they were all preoccupied with getting food at this time, so she may be in luck.

She walked as quickly as she could. She didn't know what to expect upon finding her way back there, but she had to get on that ship. One way or another.



Finley Alestair


Location: Town Hall (Records Room)





Finley playfully punched Declan in the arm, "You would leave me to deal with a murderer? Gee, thanks. Wait til I tll Taylor." She followed as Declan made his way to the door. Despite it being locked, the hinges gave way and the door came off easily. "Well, look at you Mr. Muscles. Who'd a thought you had The Hulk buried underneath that squishy exterior?" She stuck her tongue out and quickly darted in before he could do anything.

It was dusty. She coughed a bit as she entered. Glancing around the room, it seemed like the records room. This was a snoops paradise! "I wonder if they have records of anyone recent. Wouldn't mind looking at my own if they have it here. Also, we should see if they have records of Riley and the Mayor too. Couldn't hurt." She began searching for those very records: Her own, Riley's and the Mayor's
Priya Khurana


Location: Road to FBI Headquarters





As she drove, letting her phone guide her to her destination, her mind read over the case file. She was sure this was a hot one and she was excited to get started. So far, Justice had not been boring. She felt there was more to this town than it let on. She pulled into a Starbucks and picked up a frappucino before she made her way to the headquarters.

In the back of her head was memories of the past. The reason why she was doing this. Her sister, taken from her too young. Her parents grieving. And the man responsible, who was still out and about, probably kidnapping and killing more kids. It was that burning drive that still swelled up in her. She would find him, eventually. She didn't know what she would do, but she would find him.

She finally made it to the headquarters. She parked and locked her car, before she grabbed her things and made her way inside.
@Morose Go ahead.
Sorry! I kind of got into it. @Morose Hope you are ok if I used you in my post. Just opinion based.

Also if anyone wants to, feel free to use Ryan. I imagine he and Scarlett would know each other pretty well


Whitney Carlyle

Location: Home -> Community Center




Whitney woke up to a harsh dream. In the dream, she was at school. This wasn't your typical dream of her in her underwear or anything like that. She was alone in the hallway. She walked down it. Nothing appeared out of ordinary. There was an eery silence. Even during low hours, the school was never THIS quiet.

She heard footsteps and turned around. There stood Lucy. She looked the same as ever. Pretty, thin. She smiled. She didn't speak. She didn't have to. Before she could, blood started pouring out of her eyes. Her mouth. Whitney screamed before she woke up.

She didn't much care for Lucy and she hated admitting that. She considered herself a nice person, but you just didn't like everyone you meet. Lucy ran with the popular crowd and while she had been part of that clique before, she wasn't now. Part of that was due to her father but there was also Ryan.

Ryan was the school's dream boy. A good athlete (quarterback and already getting college scouts), did well in his classes (High Bs with the occasional A), and was from a well-to-do family.

Then why was he such an ass?

At the start of their relationship, he was sweet and caring. He doted on her and they were the talk of the school. Due to his influence, she hung out with all the populars, Lucy and Scarlett included.

Ugh Scarlett, that was a beast of another nature.

Months later, Ryan changed. It wasn't drastic, but it was noticeable. First, he would call and ask where she was at any given hour. If she didn't respond he would keep calling her home phone, bothering her mother. He then accused her of dating other guys and when she told him she wasn't, he would say he believed her, but he would stalk her.

Then it got violent.

He never hit her. She could say that much. However, abuse wasn't always physical. He tormented her. Called her names, spread rumors, all so other guys wouldn't so much as look at her. That was how he saw it. If no other guy wanted her, he could have her all to himself.

She didn't want that. She dealt with it before with her father, she would be damned if she went through the same hell her mother went through. She tried to break it off, but he wasn't giving. He told her he would make her life hell. Said he had proof she was a slut and he would spread it to the city. Then he did the unthinkable.

He insulted her mother.

It was meant to jab her, but it struck hard. She struck back harder. She never slapped anyone before, but she couldn't stop it. He called her mother names before, but to insinuate it was all her fault her father left her because she....

She didn't even want to think it.

She ended it there. Told Ryan to do his damndest. To his credit, he didn't do anything, but she could hear the snickers of laughter as she walked through the halls. The populars wanted nothing to do with her. She had very little friends so she had to start over. She eventually made a few friends, but for the most part, she dealt with things alone.

And now Lucy was dead. And she had to go to the community center to hear about it. She packed up a few essentials, checked herself in the mirror, and made her way there.
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