@Nallore Question. Is there any way I can argue to bump up my power to at least Superhuman Agility? Something not a normal person can achieve? As it stands (and I hate that I keep complaining) the power I have can be met by any average joe if they trained and tried hard enough. At least with superhuman, she stands a fighting chance against other supers (if it comes to that). If not, not a big deal
FantasyChic
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Poptarts and Glitter
STATUS: I'm single, but hey, at least Hopper is alive. 6 yrs ago
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I'm single, but hey, at least Hopper is alive.
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When you finally confirm you made the right decision. Best of luck to you.
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Thought I left this Facebook status bullshit when I got out of high school.
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Green Moose, Guava Juice
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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
- Heroes of the Storm: A RP set in the Percy Jackson universe with the children of the gods
- X-Men: Darkness Rising: An X-Men RP
- The Gifted: An RP set in the Gifted Universe where mutants fight against the Purifiers while shady dealings go on in the background
- Darke Magyk: Chaos Reigns: A fantasy RP with magyk, both Darke and Lyte
- Agents of Shield: Age of Ultron: An RP set in the Marvel universe with SHIELD agents combatting HYDRA
- The Uncanny X-Factor: An RP with the X-Factor team just trying to do their best.
Upcoming RP's
- TBD
Other Interesting Things
- My Character Sheet Archive: A Place Where I Put My Character Sheets
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:
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Here is my sheet for final review. Poopy power and all :(
Tiffany Lyle and Jack Hudson
Location: Sana's House -> North: Outside Newnan
Not again... Jack could've punched the ground at this point, as he felt another shake rip through Newnan. His ears rung from the explosions happening all around them. He couldn't avoid this any longer - he couldn't wait to see if he could find Tatiana. If the two of them didn't move, they'd be dead if they were lucky. Otherwise, they'd probably be buried underneath rubble, a preserved snack for the latest hoard to dig into. "Tati...Tiff! We gotta get out of here!" Jack shouted. Hopefully, Tatiana was already on her way out of Newnan.
Tiffany felt the tremor. It was becoming a regular occurrence and that was not a good thing. Explosions shattered their surroundings. It was becoming too dangerous to stay in Newnan anymore. They had to get out and hope that everyone else made it out too. Thankfully, she heard Jack shout for her and she couldn't agree more. "Agreed. We should grab a bug out bag quickly and make our way out. Everyone should be doing the same Jack." She said it for his reassurance for Tatiana as well as her own. Everyone would be ok, right?
Jack moved quickly into Sana's former home, the house of the viking he met on his first day in Newnan - Bridgette. Glancing around for a moment, he thought about where the bug out bags would be - either in a bedroom or a closet. Spotting a closet in the hallway, Jack opened the door and spotted three bags. "Bingo," Jack said, though his heart was a little heavy. He had assumed that Tatiana had grabbed a back from here - but unless an extra bag was kept in the house, all three were accounted for.
She probably snagged one al'eady... Jack reassured himself, grabbing a bag for him and Tiffany. "Tiff - got you a bag," Jack called out, assuming that she had followed him and was within earshot as he slung one of them over his shoulder.
Tiffany followed Jack inside, careful not to upset the balance of Newnan as it crumbled. She saw far too many pits already, she didn't want to see what the bottom of one looked like. Jack found the bags without effort. She reached for the one he got for her and slung it on. "Thanks, now let's get out of here before another tremor hits." That one would probably be the end.
She stepped back outside and waited for Jack to follow her before they made their way to the exit of town. It was bittersweet. She remembered her discussions with the others about Newnan, but it was a lesson learned all too often nowadays. You should never stay in one place for too long.
Jack paused for a moment, opening up his bag to check its contents. While he didn't have a reason to suspect that domestic hadn't done their job properly, it was for peace of mind. There had to be a map of some sorts in there to help them find the others and since the house seemed to be holding up, it was as good a time as any to get a glimpse at it. Rummaging through the bag, Jack had to stop himself for a moment. It was like he had taken a hit of ecstasy, his brain swimming with sunshine and rainbows. His wife? Missing, probably dead (though he was still in denial). His unborn child? Probably going to never be born. His friends, everyone he knew? All dead, gone, missing, exiled....
But you know what? He had something that made it all melt away. He had...
"PUDDING!" Jack screamed, seeing the glorious chocolate pudding backed away in his MRE. "Woah!" he shouted, as he sprinted outside and picked up Tiffany. He held her in a bear hug as he spun around, lifting her high enough that her feet couldn't touch the ground. In such a euphoric state, anyone who saw him reasonably might have guessed that he was either a) having a bipolar episode or b) took a cue from Ryan. He dropped Tiffany onto the ground, landing her on her ass, but it didn't phase him.
"Tiffany - PUDDING!" Jack exclaimed
As Tiffany stepped outside she looked around for the best way to get out of Newnan as soon as possible. She didn't want to risk staying. As much as she wanted to go looking for Ray, it was best to grab Jack and get out. She was sure Jack was going through the exact same thought process.
Well, that was until he stepped outside.
Screaming at the top of his lungs, Jack let his inner child out and yelled for..pudding? Of all things? Before she knew it, he was on her and wrapping her in a bear hug, started spinning her around. Far be it from her to put pudding down, but there were bigger things to worry about! She tried to talk, but she felt it hard to breathe with her being gripped so tightly. He let her go, but she stumbled and, yet again, fell on her ass.
She didn't know if Jack was having a mental break down or not, but she couldn't just sit there. So she stood up and grabbed Jack's hand. "That's very good Jack. Tell you what, we'll crack that bad boy open as soon as we get out of Newnan, ok?" She started pulling Jack along with her towards the exit of Newnan. Maybe he was losing it with the thought of not knowing where Tatiana was. She hoped she wasn't next.
As Tiffany guided Jack northwest, the euphoria dissipated and left him in a more morose state. Whether or not the manic state had been a one time thing was concerning to Jack, but he was more worried about Tiffany and the potential danger he had placed her in. Then there was Tatiana - had she been real this entire time? He had been seeing things earlier that day. Maybe he really had started to go insane. Could he even trust himself anymore?
"You always were a drama queen, Jackie," a blonde climbing on top of the outer wall debris said. She winked at him, tossing back her hair. It had been ages since Jack had seen Sutton, his ex-girlfriend. She was supposed to be dead. But then again, he had never seen a body. No, she had simply vanished. In this day and age, that usually meant the worst. His heart was pounding - one of his worst fears was that he would see her again.
"I'm clearly not a walker," Sutton added. "But really, the ballerina? You think she made it out of this? The people you love don't come back, Jack. And why would they want to?"
Jack looked at Sutton wearily. He couldn't tell if she was real or not, so he simply accepted that she was. "I should'a gone back for yah," Jack admitted. He kept on moving towards the outer wall, scrambling his way up and over the rubble. It was all mechanical at this moment, as he was just forcing himself to go through the motions. Maybe he was cursed. Maybe this was his hell, his punishment - everyone he loved would be ripped away from him.
Tiffany was now very worried about Jack. His euphoric state seemed to pass and he was now back to sad. With all going on, it was no wonder it was taking a toll on his mind. Still, she didn't understand when he mentioned going back for someone. Was it Tatiana? Before she knew it, he let go of her hand and was scrambling over the rubble. Before she could call out to him, she heard a voice she hadn't heard in years.
"Tiffany? Where are you?"
It was as if she was punched in the gut. She didn't expect it. But it sounded like Zachary. She felt tears welling up. How could this be? He was dead. She knew he was dead. But his voice sounded exactly the same. She stumbled over to get to the other side. She could still hear his voice as she climbed. "Tiffany, I thought what we had was special? I thought we would be together forever. Why did you kill me? Why are you with someone else? Did our relationship mean nothing to you?" Each word drove a sharp pain in her heart. She was torn. She loved Zachary, will always love him, but she had moved on and she cared deeply for Ray. She wanted a future with Ray.
"I do love you Zach. Forever. Nothing will ever change that. You were going to turn. I couldn't let that happen to you. I wouldn't see the man I love being turned. I couldn't." She choked back tears as she got over the wall. "I moved on with my life and you should too! You're in a much better place than I am. I will cherish what we had forever, but it is time to move on! Please! Let me..."
Jacqueline Croix
Location: Newhope - Lady Luck
Jackie sipped her drink before Fitz spoke. She expected the boy to be put off by her shenanigans at this point. Hell, she would be tired after hearing her. As truthful as her words were, she figured the boy to be taken aback by the fact she had killed before and would do so again. It wasn't anything new. She didn't have many friends. She wasn't expecting or looking for any either.
And then Fitz spoke. And it was like her heart grew three sizes that day.
Or maybe that was indigestion? Either way, she hoped it passed.
Still, she was touched that Fitz expressed his fondness for her. She nearly spat out her drink, but she coughed it down. She looked over at the boy. It was honesty in its purest form. Truly, this baby needed someone like her in his life. For good or ill. "Fitz, that was probably the most sickening fucking thing I have ever heard. Thank you! If anyone, from this point on, ever tries to fuck with you, Fitz my boy, you tell me, and I will take care of it. That is a promise worth more than gold." She even forgot for a second that she was debating about joining this crew. Needless to say, if Fitz joined, she joined too.
However, things kicked off rather quickly as Captain Ballcruncher knocked over Daisy Ditz. It would have shocked her, but she was pretty much expecting the Captian to go off at some point. Call it intuition, but it only made Jackie like her more. She wasn't about to get involved, but since she figured they weren't going to be playing the game anymore, she stood up too. She fingered (giggity) her guns, on the off chance things took a sharp turn, but she wasn't about to stop this from happening. Perhaps Daisy Ditz deserved it. It was the Captain's right, after all. She did, however, make her way over to Fitz in a protective mom kind of way. She meant what she said. No one would be fucking with him.
Mei Qiáo
Location: Newhope - Lady Luck
Mei had been silent, slinking off and following those that left the table. She didn't get any useful information off of them and she cursed herself. It was becoming a hassle. But there were no other Alliance vessels and she couldn't wait for the next one to dock. She had to be proactive.
She heard the Chinese words being thrown about that the card table and looked just in time to see one of the girls falling over. The other woman in the duster jacket stormed over and drew her gun, pointing it at the woman's head. It was only a matter of time before things escalated. Mei figured this was as best an opportunity as she would get.
Mei recognized the other woman at the table. She was the one that shot her. She had been doing her best to avoid her, in case she got the idea to shoot her again. Now, more than ever, it was best to get involved. Worse case scenario, she was shot. Best case, she got her information.
She made her way over, jumping around everyone at the bar now watching the scene until she got near the woman. She had her gun in her hand and she got right behind her in the midst of the commotion. She whispered to her, "You remember me, yes? I will look past the gun shot in the leg seeing as there are bigger problems right now. I will help control this situation and save the woman on the ground. After that, I wish to speak to your captain. Words only, that is all."
Josephine Clark
Location: Museum Entrance
It was as if everything she had experienced up until now had led to this moment. Josephine did not expect that walking into this museum she would be recognized. Hell, she was beginning to think this entire country hadn't seen a movie before. So when she introduced herself, she wasn't expecting any sort of reaction.
But boy, was she surprised. And it takes a lot to surprise her.
The man stepped around the corner and poured his heart over every word he spoke. He kissed her hand (of course she allowed it, HE RECOGNIZED HER) and professed his profound admiration for her work. The compliments, the praise, it was all going to her head. And damn, did she enjoy it!
She fanned herself mockingly, "Well, I do say. Darling, it is indeed I. You have made my entire trip here. I was beginning to think no one would ever know who I was." She patted the man's hand with her free one. "What is your name, my darling? You have won my heart with your words. Truly, it was fate that brought us here together."
She almost missed the others. She was paying them little mind when this god in man's form stepped over to express his devotion to her. "Oh, yes, I suppose we can help. It's the least I can do." She was kinder than intended, but she wanted to continue having herself be admired. It was about damn time.
I'm interested. Thinking either Psychology or Blade Specialist as my role, but leaning towards psychology.
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