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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




6


Location: Unknown Underground Facility, Lab





6 listened as the man divulged what information they had. It seemed they would have to find out for themselves just what was going on. A pain, but she wasn't surprised. Now was the matter of dealing with them. Did they kill them or let them go? Should they kill them? What would stop them from turning on them? But were they the type of people to kill those that surrendered?

Gunshots fired. 6 pulled her gun up, aiming at no one in particular. What the hell happened? "What the hell? Who shot who?" The fog was making it hard to see exactly what occurred.
Posting here tomorrow after work. I work a double but I will be posting here tomorrow.
Posting here when I get home from work. I work a double, but I will post then.
Lilith St. Sebastian



Location: Cirque Anomaly
Interacting With: Fairfax, Folly, and Fellowship



Lilith didn't much like the idea of asking a demon for help, considering recent events. "We just dealt with demons. I think I've had my fill of them for the day." However, O.M.E.N was a possibility. Though she wasn't thrilled at the idea of speaking to them, it was their best option. If anyone would know about upcoming events, it would be OMEN.

Still, Lilith didn't want to rush into things too quickly. "While asking O.M.E.N is a good idea, I also think we should investigate the library lead. The more information we have going into this, the better." At least they had some leads going into this. Far better than they had dealt with Mephistopholes and the Mullo.

Bronwyn Calliban



Location: Washington D.C.
Interacting With: Those at OMEN Headquarters



As Bronwyn roamed around, it occurred to her she was being talked about. And not very quietly. She didn't want the man to be in trouble, but it wasn't like she was some nobody or some journalist hoping to get inside information. She wanted to help. She walked over to the loud as he turned to face her, flinging, quite frankly, an insult in her face. Did she know about the Norse goddess? If she were able to crack her knuckles, she would have done so. Instead, she spoke with the sweetest smile on her face.

"Do I know anything? Let's see. She is the daughter of Loki and the Goddess of Death. She has the strength, agility, and stamina to withstand much thrown at her. If she touches you, that's it. Her cloak aids in her power. Which Azrael has given to her favorite children, the kumakatok, to guard over the millennia. She can control the dead. She has magical abilities, especially illusions. She can be weakened with Norse sigils and runes, she is weak to light. What else? Oh yeah, and she can only die by her own sword. I believe that covers my knowledge. Is that enough?" She asked innocently enough, but her eyes flared with a "told you so" look.


Colette de La Fontaine


Location: Heaton Hall, Ladies Room; Manchester, England
Skills: Language -English



Colette considered herself a somewhat perceptive individual. It paid when dealing with people as you were able to tailor the conversation to your benefit. Her brother was an expert at doing that. Far better than her. He could charm anyone, especially the ladies. Though he never expressed interest in any of the women he was able to woo. He often said it was more the thrill of it than actually finding a prospective wife. That always irked her. While she was forced into an arranged deal, her brother had, more or less, some freedom to choose a bride.

Back to the matter at hand, Colette took the woman's compact from her hand, before the woman nearly dropped it. Colette was sure that this was more than just struggling with makeup. Colette could see the tears fall. The gloves rolled up far past what would be in season. The woman was showing less skin than what was fashionable. The colors. Her hair. Colette could make her own assessments from it. Did this have to do with the attack?

Colette sat down next to the woman and gently wiped the tears that fell from her eyes with her gloved hands. No need to further mess up her face. "Certainly. This will be no trouble at all." Colette opened the compact, gently applying some as she worked on the woman's face. There was more that needed to be fixed, but it wasn't her place to tell the woman about her style. "This will not take long, I think. Your face is naturally beautiful. It does not need much makeup." Colette wanted desperately to ask more about why this woman was taking great strides to hide. Hide her skin, her face, herself in this washroom.

"I do not know what has occurred, but I hope all is well." Colette wouldn't push if the woman didn't want to talk, but hopefully if she did this would show Colette was ready to listen. Often times a shoulder to cry on helped. She continued to help the woman with her face, knowing this was a kindness she was sure she could offer.



Finley Alestair


Location: Crime Scene





The fact they were able to get on to the crime scene with no trouble from anyone again should have worried Finley, but it made things easier. She walked with Jenna in stone silence. Her thoughts racing as to recent events. Get the tape. That would clear things up. There would be no doubts once they saw the tape.

But what if the tape did show a wolf mauling the Mayor? It didn't mean it was Declan who did it but how did one distinguish between wolves? Would she be able to spot Declan's wolf form from others? Dread soon started piling up. She believed in Declan, but it may be hard to prove it to some people.

As she entered, she noticed the cameras and computers were gone. Most likely taken for evidence. Finley could kick herself for not getting it when she was able to. Instead, she kicked the end of the desk in anger. "Fuck! Just great!" She was pissed now. She missed her opportunity. She walked back outside, not waiting for Jenna to say or do whatever she wanted to do.


Allison Andrews

Location: The Garage
{"I totally need a grande mocha nonfat double espresso latte right about now..."}




Allison was in no mood to be messed with. What was once sadness now manifested in anger. She didn't know where it came from. It was like a suggestion was planted into her head from elsewhere. She wanted to hit someone. And sure enough, the elevator doors opened and she was met with a face she didn't recognize. Moments later, she was flung against the back of the elevator.

If she were in her usual mood, she would probably go gaga over this guy. He was handsome and polite. But she didn't trust him. She wanted to punch his smarmy face in and keep doing so. However, before she got the chance, Carolina returned to her body and said she planted a thought into his head. Guin was also preoccupied with Scarlet Witch who seemed to be punching herself in the face. Allison shrugged it off. She stepped out of the elevator, ready to throw down if need be. Either they returned to the mission or they fought. She didn't care anymore.
Yikes. I swore I just posted and I'm already on Day 5. Post here tomorrow
Posting here tomorrow
@FantasyChic Reminder for me to post here tomorrow
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