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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

@BlueSky44




Finley Alestair


Location: Police Station





It was kind of stupid of her to set foot in the police station. What had she expected? She wouldn't be allowed to see anything unless she could drive everyone in the room away. She could do that, but it would get her in a lot of trouble. She kind of wished Jenna was with her, but then it passed. She had her own mess to deal with. She looked at the woman at the desk and tried to think of an answer.

"Yes, do you know if Sherrif Bradley has been in?" This would at least get one of her answers. She saw the Sherrif being attacked. Was she too late? Or just in time. She could feel her phone vibrate in her pocket. She'd answer them later.


Josephine Clark

Location: The Museum
Skills: N/A


It seemed all was not well at the museum. Unaware of such things as her thoughts raced, she found herself on a bench outside of Lady Munn's office. Thankful to be able to sit down and process it all, it took her a minute to realize what was going on. Nerves were running and the tension was so thick you could cut it. The Lord Major gave her his flask and she helped herself to a shot from it, feeling the warmth of the liquor burn her throat. She needed that.

Still, she watched as the Lord Major and Neema step outside the office, weapons drawn on the both of them. She felt powerless without her own weapon on her person and she would damn well make sure when she returned that she have it on her at all times. She looked at the blonde woman as she tried to comfort her. She couldn't be bothered with frivolities. She didn't need comforting, she needed answers!

"What the hell is going on? Are we in danger? I'm unarmed myself."
Bronwyn Calliban



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



Bronwyn was a bit miffed that the agent asking her seemed disappointed. She was there to help. It wasn't her that classified herself as an expert on Hel. She just knew the information, which is why she was here. To help. Not to lead. Not to form her own team. To help, who she assumed was, experts in this field come up with a game plan to stop the end of the world.

Before she could voice her strong opinions, the topic moved on to some scientist who seemed to be important. Going back to the scene where Hel first entered could be useful. She walked over to the others speaking. "I'd like to volunteer to go talk to the scientist if you need people. I doubt I would have much use here and I did say I wanted to help. If that's ok with you all. I'm not here to step on toes."


Tiffany Lyle


Location: Walking Towards Arnco Mills




Tiffany was in a weird situation. Well..weirder. All of this was weird. She was on the ground, having been moments away from being bitten and having that be the end of it. On top of her, the Walker that nearly did the deed. And on top of that, Jack, having fallen over trying to help her and killing it in the weirdest way possible.

She could look past him nearly stabbing her. It was pretty damn heroic to come to her rescue. "Think nothing of it. But do you think you can get off of me now? This thing is starting to smell bad." She didn't want to push both of them off, but she also wanted to get up off the ground. They still had a ways to go, if she had to guess, and they needed to buckle down for the night or find faster transportation.


Allison Andrews

Location: The Garage
{"Did we win?"}




Allison unleashed whatever she could, but Magneto was not going down without a fight. Try as she might, as much as she hit him, he kept standing and fighting back. She could feel her anger building up. It needed to be let out. If she went any further though...

Before she could see it and stop it, Magneto had a filing cabinet flung at her, smacking her clear across the head. She stumbled back, feeling the blood pour down. Her vision was a bit blurred, and she fell on her knees. She looked up, clenched her fists, and prepared to unleash a hell storm.

Then Marygold stepped in and took him down.

She would laugh at how funny it was, but she was in no laughing mood. Not yet. Maybe later. When Marygold came to check on her, she wanted nothing more than to say she was fine. She wasn't. She rubbed her wounded head a bit, feeling the warm blood pool down. She was injured and her vision was still blurry. She felt dizzy. She spent what energy she had and then some. She looked up to Marygold and gave a weak smile, "Did we win?" before she passed out.
Bout to get real up in here!
@BlueSky44 I think I'm gonna drop out of this RP. It's nothing personal, I just don't feel that same drive to keep posting like I do in the other RPs. Feel free to kill me off if you desire. Thanks for putting up with me!


Priya Khurana


Location: Safehouse
Skills: N/A



Priya backed away from the door, fearful for what this would mean for their relationship going forward. I mean there were partners and then there were partners. Priya wasn't super comfortable knowing the ins and outs of Roy just yet. As she walked, she would lead Riley back into the kitchen, "It's best you don't hear what's going on in there." Of course, she was sure Riley had some idea, but she didn't want to traumatize the poor girl.

She made her way back into the kitchen and sat down. "So, anything else you want to talk about?" Priya was doing her best to handle an awkward situation, but she was out of her wheelhouse. Try as she might, things were just awkward now. She helped herself to something to drink (not the spoiled milk).


Mei Qiรกo

Location: Newhope - Lady Luck
Skills: N/A


Mei looked at her cards and decided she was not up for going this round. She set her cards down, "I fold." She wasn't a betting woman, normally, so she considered this a fair game to win and lose money among comrades, but that didn't mean she would show her hand, as it were. Especially to the barber who continued to pester her.

At least this time he made his intentions known. Did he refer to his..madisons? What the hell were those? It took her a minute to realize what the man was blabbing on about until it hit her. Her actions, his madisons. It had to be the chase. She remembered it fondly. She was chased by the female doctor, but had this barber followed? If so, she could see what he talked about. His madisons would have been ruined by all the running and especially the trek into the sewer.

Still, she didn't feel bad. "If you are referring to me sneaking aboard your ship, I have already apologized to your Captain. The fact you followed me is your fault and yours alone. I do not feel sorry for your...madisons as you put them. However, I am sorry to make you go through that. As for you being shot at, I was not the one to do so. My leg is fine, by the way." She told this to the female doctor. She bared no ill will towards her. After all, she did sneak on their ship. "No contempt meant. I was a stranger, an enemy. It has been seen to and fixed."



Jacqueline Croix

Location: Newhope - Lady Luck
Skills: Poker, Perception


Jackie was having a rip, roarin' good time! She loved playing cards. She especially loved playing cards with people she didn't know because it made it easier to trick them and rob them for all they were worth. This lot, especially, could deal with a wake-up call. "I see that twenty, Barber Boy, and I raise another twenty." She had a feeling about her chances with this lot.

The matter turned to what happened before. It seemed the Asian woman gave Fuckdian a good chase. So much so he got his poor feet wet. Jackie had to stifle a good cry. "Oh quit bitchin' about your things, Barber Boy. The girl is right. You chased her. You didn't have to. I'm sure you can get another pair of shoes. Even fancy, shmancy ones you probably wear. Now, can we get back to me wipin' the floor with you lot?"
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