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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.."

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Most Recent Posts



Tiffany Lyle


Location: Walking Towards Arnco Mills




Tiffany took the hand offered her as she stood up and brushed herself off of Walker bits. She took a long look around her. There were no immediate threats they needed to worry about, but they would have to find someplace to spend the night. The buildings around them were destroyed and not a guaranteed safe place to rest. However, there was more to the town than these buildings. Perhaps they could find something towards the center.

"Let's find a place to rest then. Nothing around here seems to be up for it." Tiffany began walking towards the center of town, hand near her knife in case one of the Walkers got too close. She brushed too closely with them for her to be able to rest easy and she knew if it came down to it, her exhaustion would be the death of her. She had Jack to rely on, thankfully. She couldn't imagine going through all of this alone.


Allison Andrews

Location: The Garage
{"Good or evil?"}




Allison's unconscious body was being passed around by the others. If she were awake, she would thank them all for taking care of her. As it stood, she was still out cold. However, despite her physical form not moving, inside her mind, things were working overtime.

It wasn't a dream. Not in the sense others took it. It felt...more. That's the only word to describe it. Allison walked around. It was nothing and everything at the same time. It felt empty, but she knew things were here. Before she could explore a voice called out. "Allison. It is nice to finally meet you."

Allison turned to face the voice. A woman appeared. She was corporeal and pink, her long hair fluttering in unseen wind. Her eyes were pure white, but she looked otherwise human. Allison wasn't afraid of the woman. It felt like she had met her before.

"You don't know me. Or rather, you have not met me before, but I know you well, Allison. I know who you are." Allison felt obligated to talk to this being. "And what am I, exactly?" The woman floated forward like she was walking on air. "I believe your people call you a mutant. That is a term, correct if you look at it that way. I, however, prefer to see you and your brethren as a gift. A blessing, if you will. It may not seem like it, but you stand tall among others." The talk mad Allison feel a bit uneasy. "That sounds like something the Brotherhood would say. I don't see myself as such." The figure merely nodded. "The Brotherhood, as you call them, are correct in only one aspect. Humans and mutants are different, but they can coexist. It has been so before and so shall be. You and your friends have done well to preserve that. Even at a loss of one close to you."

Allison felt her heart break all over again. The figure seemed to have read her or heard her thoughts. "You cared for the boy. Oshea, I believe his name was? He was important to you and for that, you have my sympathy, however much that helps. Loss is something not even mutants can prevent." Allison stared at the woman again. "He was taken from us! Taken by the Brotherhood. He was gone too soon." The figure listened, but she did not seem to agree. "His loss, though tragic, was already determined. There's very few things that can alter destiny. Allison, I can feel your anger. What happened during your fight is what happens when you let your gifts conrol you rather than you controlling them. You have power. You have power that others have foguth and killed over and continue to do so to this day. You have tremendous capabilities you have only just tapped into. You are lucky, Allison."

Allison scoffed. "I don't feel lucky. I feel...beaten. I couldn't save Oshea." The woman floated forward and placed a hand on Allison's cheek. It felt cool to the touch. "You cannot save everyone. You and your friends did save a lot of people and for that you should be proud. But that is not why I am here. I am here to warn and to enlighten. I cannot say much more than this. You will have a choice going forward. Your power is great, but you must decide if you use it for good or for evil. There is no black and white answer to what is good and evil as only you must decide." Allison looked confused, "So is it like the Force? Light and dark side?" The woman smiled and nodded a bit, "I suppose one could look at it through that lense if one desires. That is all I can say. We will meet again Allison when you have made your decision. Until then, take care, and know you have others relying on you just as you rely on them."

The woman vanished and Allison felt herself fall. But it was not scary. Rather, it felt like it needed to happen.




She awoke a second later, her eyes fluttering open to see herself getting patched up. "I really need that Starbucks run."


Mei Qiáo

Location: Newhope - Lady Luck
Skills: N/A


It seemed the topic had strayed off of her, at least in terms of the barber, and for that, she gave a prayer of thanks. The stuttering boy had managed to grab his attention as she focused on the card game. She was watching the game intently, seeing how the others at the table handled themselves. Most, if not all, would be her teammates, after all. It was better to get to know them. She wasn't a huge fan of the barber, she could say that right off the bat. Who knows? Maybe he could grow on her.

She looked over to Dorothy and nodded, "And I would not ask you to apologize. I was a trespasser on your ship and you did what was expected of you. You both put up a decent chase, I have to grant you. In case you were curious, I hid in the dress maker's shop. They are the one who patched me up. If you could take a look later, I would be most appreciative. I believe she did a standard job, but having a doctor see it would put me at ease."



Jacqueline Croix

Location: Newhope - Lady Luck
Skills: Poker, Perception


As the others talked, Jackie went into work mode. She tried to read the others at the table to see how their hands were at. Fitz seemed to not have a good one (she would talk to him later about that). Dapper Doctor seemed to have a good hand, but perchance she had a better one? Barber Boy she could not read and that irritated her. She prided herself on being able to read people. However, one thing remained true. Others did enjoy talking about themselves. Fitz already paved the road so Jackie took the reigns.

"So, Barber Boy, what's your story? I'm dying of curiosity if you would be so kind. You're an interesting one and I bet you got a mile high long story you weave. Apart from what I've already gathered from the others, of course." She figured he loved talking about himself. Whether or not it was all lies or not didn't matter. How others lied often spoke more about a person than them telling the truth. She was eager to hear what he had to say.


Priya Khurana


Location: Safehouse
Skills: N/A



Priya was thankful they had at least a room between them, but she didn't much relish the thought of hearing her partner go through this process. He wanted her to get started and that left her in a difficult position. Part of her coming here with Riley was so she could keep an eye on the girl while they worked. If she did so herself, Riley would be unaccounted for. And there was no way Priya was about to let Riley help. Not until it was clear the girl was not involved.

Priya stood up from the table and gathered the supplies she brought with her to view the tape. "I'm going to get this started then. Can I trust you to keep an...ear on him to make sure he is ok?" Calling on their relationship, Priya hoped Riley would listen and stay put. She was concerned about Roy, that part was truthful, but she would rather the girl not be privy to this information.

Q U I N N P E T E R S O N:

Wednesday, August 15th - 12:00 PM | New York City, New York


While Quinn was in work mode, she often fought outside thoughts. However, this was different. The bones themselves were your standard fare that she saw on a regular basis. The bones were dark, most likely burned. Considering this was all that was left of the person, it was probably a safe bet fire was used to either kill or to hide.

However, what struck Quinn the most was the skull. It was cut open at the top. Looking at it brought a weird sense of deja vu she didn't catch it at first. Once she remembered, she let out a small gasp. It had been similar to her nightmare before. She was almost terrified to see what the dental records would show. Surely it wasn't the same person. Could it be another victim? Would they be dealing with a serial killer?

Before she would let her thoughts race any more, she would wait for Ryan to come back with the results. In the meantime, she would process the bones like she did normally.


Colette de La Fontaine


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



Colette knew as she said it that is was a faux pas. A single woman at a party without an escort may have been looked down upon. However, that was of no concern to Colette. She wasn't here to meet a man. She wasn't here to charm anyone or schmooze the people. She was here purely to enjoy herself. And so far, she had. This country was a new experience and would hopefully provide a wealth of adventure for her. Possibly, as a side benefit, she would be able to figure out how to get out of her arranged marriage. If that meant meeting a man she actually enjoyed talking to, it was a bonus.

Colette didn't want to push the woman any further on the matter, but her voice did not match the smile she put on. She was walking slower than Colette thought possible. Colette merely followed, keeping in step with Millicent. She glanced around the room to see if she could spot the man in question. Would his eyes light up when he saw his beloved again? Would he jump at the chance to take her in his arms? Colette was unsure. "Lord Rutherford? He sounds like an interesting man. Pardon my intrusion, but could you tell me a bit more about him? Surely a woman, such as yourself, attracts the most interesting people."


Fleur La Mallificum

Location: Port Witch Coven House



Fleur awoke that morning feeling quite happy. Today was a glorious day, after all. The Coronation was approaching this Winter Solstice and she had much to prepare for. She didn't receive an invitation. A glaring mistake on their part. She was going to attend, of course. It was a happy occasion and she did so love a party.

As Fleur dressed and made her way around her room, Nera entered. Fleur fought an eye roll. "Nera, I did tell you before to stop referring me as Witch Mother. It makes me sound so old. The others should, but you are special, my dear." It was true. Nera was someone she trusted without fault. Trust wasn't something she gave freely either, so this was special.

Fleur cracked a wicked grin at Nera's question. A plan? "A plan, my dear? I figured we'd just wing it!" She chuckled as she made her way over to the girl. "We will be attending the Coronation, invitation or not. How we get in is a matter yet undecided, but I love a challenge, as you well know. Mortals are no match for us anyway and I doubt the guards will be too nitpicky to check every invitation. Either way, we'll get in. I need to find Malekith. He will be so useful once inside."


When In Doubt, Go to the Library!



Seraphina took a step back as she watched Thalia kneeling over and noticed a set of wings suddenly sprouting out from her back, reaching for her weapon eyeing her suspiciously. She wasn't sure if Thalia was going to be hostile or not, then Folly seemed to go crazy all of a sudden in front of her, and tried to choke out Lilith. Seraphina was about to attack when Fairfax had decided to knock the girl out, she kept her guard up as she eyed those that were in the room. She wasn't even sure what was going on either with them as Seraphina looked towards Fairfax, right now he was her concern if he were to die now she wasn't sure what would happen to time itself.

Thalia's vision swirled, as soon, she saw a giant purple figure, consuming a star. This didn't help her, since her head had started to pound, along with the pain in her back. The figure looked over at her, giving her a smile, before her vision swirled back and she found herself in the library once more. She started to get up again, practically falling backwards as she adjusted to the weight of the wings. That was not an easy thing, then she tried to think of some answer to Fairfax's question.

"I know what he called you. Do you want to know?" Deadpool teased her with a laugh. She glared at the man, before he continued talking. "He called you a bunch of names, but the one that he ended with was Time Dragon I believe. Though all of that was before I popped up so..." Thalia thought back for a moment, and found that for once, the guy in red spandex was actually being useful. "I'm... I'm not sure... The man, Faust or whatever his name was, back at the circus... He called me, a time dragon... But that doesn't make any sense since last I checked, I'm human".

Before Lilith could voice her opinion yet again, she had hands on her throat. But not just any hands. They were Folly's. If anything, the look on her face said she wanted to stop, but the fact she wasn't going to worried Lilith as she felt her heart race and slowly fade. It was then she noticed Fairfax creep up and wham a book right on Folly's head. She dropped her and Lilith crumpled to the ground, fasping for breath.

Not only that, but it seems Thalia had sprouted wings in the time it took to choke her. Lilith wasn't able to speak, not while she regained her breath back, but needless to say she gave Thalia a worried look. A look that said, "What the fuck is going on?"

Fairfax took Thalia's explanation rather well, all things considering. His eyes lit up as she explained that someone else accused her of not being human. "Eureka! Of course, Miss Thalia! That makes perfect sense!" He was positively glowing, having to make a conscious effort to explain himself properly. "My dear, you are human - but at the same time, you are not. Are you familiar with the concept of evolution? It is a scientific theory that explains how species change and evolve over time - in essence, one may say how we mutate. There is some talk in the scientific community of human mutation. Perhaps an organ that is no longer needed."

"Yet in your case, I believe that the exposure to the anomalies today caused you to mutate. Perhaps it was latent in you - there's talk of proteins as being the basis for life and the results are quite convincing. Or maybe all of the energy from the anomaly changed the way your proteins are structured, causing you to take on this more draconian form. In English, I believe this energy caused a drastic change in your protein structure, enough that you grew wings. I wonder what other changes your biology may now contain..."

Folly, meanwhile, was starting to stir. It was rather strange for her to already start to wake up - she seemed to heal rather quickly. She was still on the edge of consciousness, but the madness that had infected her mind was not there. She could think clearly - well, as clearly as you can when you were just hit over the head by your great-grandfather.

Seraphina went over towards Lilith and gently laid a hand on the woman to heal her of any wounds that Folly may have caused when she was trying to choke her. Her eyes then wondered over towards Thalia who had wings now, as Fairfax quickly went on and explaining what had happened to her. Her attention was more trained on Folly, who was both a danger to herself, and everyone else as well as Fairfax she was more worried about. "Shall we get back to the matter at hand, with Hel?" Seraphina asked, she watched Folly stirring which was what she was starting to worry about if the woman would end up snapping again.

Thalia nodded in agreement with Seraphina, they needed to get back to the task at hand, and hopefully they would come up with something to do. She didn't speak, since her throat was starting to feel a little weird. Almost sore, but there was nothing that could be done about it now. She was glad that Lilith seemed ok, after Folly nearly strangled her. Her throat was really acting up, and she felt a burning in her chest, before she started coughing. Thalia covered her mouth, but soon she wasn't able to. A moment later, she coughed again and a ball of fire came shooting out, landing on the ground with a sputter. "Great, this day just keeps getting better and better," she managed to say, her voice sounding hoarse.

Lilith could feel the angel's hands on her and could feel the warmth radiate over her as her throat began to feel immensely better. She It no longer hurt to breathe and she could normalize it. She stood up just fine. Just in time to see Thalia shoot a fireball come out of her mouth. She looked at the girl, then to Fairfax, then to Seraphina, and then back at Thalia. "I mean...what the hell? I'm used to this weird shit coming up now, but this is...what the hell are you Thalia? Screw Hel for a minute, I just had a young girl choke me out and now someone else I know has wings and can spit fire. So no, let's talk about this first."

Folly lowered her head slightly in shame. "I...I didn't know what I was doing..." Folly confessed. She shut her eyes for a moment and the hairs on the back of her neck stood up as her father's voice whispered in her ear. Daughter of mine, daughter of mine...I'm so proud of you, daughter of mine...You'll carry on the family legacy, you see, painting the world red... Her eyes shot open as she gasped a bit. It was evident that she was beginning to lose her mind. "I'm...I'm sorry, I have to go..." Folly said, before she took off at a run, slamming open the doors of the library and quickly vanishing from sight.

"Amiyra!" Fairfax shouted, his heart pounding quickly. He looked at Lilith, Seraphina, and Thalia for a moment before he took off as well, chasing after her. He had never run this fast before in his life but it didn't matter. He had a responsibility towards Folly and something was clearly troubling her. Had he not been so focused on Folly, he would have explained to Lilith once more his hypothesis that Thalia was simply a mutated human being.

Seraphina looked towards Thalia as she watched the woman coughing up a bit of flame from her mouth, she'd heard of mutants before but she rarely came to earth unless she was on an assignment. "Basically she's a mutant, some of you may change on a more genetic level most likely the stresses of what happened here today caused it to happen." Seraphina said, as she turned her attention towards Fairfax and Folly, seeing the girl suddenly darting off.

She was more worried about Fairfax as the girl darted off, she needed to make sure she didn't lose it and end up killing Fairfax, and ruin time looking at the two ladies there. "I'll be back." Seraphina said as she ran out and started to catch up to Folly with no problem, and reached out to grab the girl's arm careful to not hurt her or anything she looked at her. "Wait." Seraphina says looking at her for a moment.

"Actually, I believe he said a mutate. Which means who knows what. This whole thing is confusing, and my throat feels like it's on fire, and that might possibly mean literally," she said to Lilith as she watched everyone take off out the door. Thalia moved to race after them, when her wings started to freak out. They started moving uncontrollably, knocking even more books off of the shelves. She started shaking, as the pain hit her, feeling like muscle cramps in her back. These things clearly were more of a hassle than they were worth.

Lilith threw her arms up. "Oh, ok, that explains everything! So we're all gonna mutate or what? Am I going to be able to fly now? None of this is being explained and.." Thalia's wings began to flip out and knock things over as everyone ran out. Lilith stepped back a bit, fearful of what Thalia could do. Hell, she was just choked by Folly, she didn't trust anyone anymore. "I just wanted a simple trip to the library. Was that so much to ask for?" she asked to no one in particular.


Faith Masters


Location: Kitchen House Front Porch Area -> Road To Servant's Quarters
Skills: N/A



Faith didn't know what to do with the girl so she was glad when Alica allocated that task to the other dude with her. As it so happened, she had more important things to do. Like...making sure her nails were clean. And breathing. It seemed as if things would be ok. So she had a sense overload? That was her power? What a ripoff! How the hell could that ever be useful in what they were tasked to do?

Before Faith could get the answer to her burning questions, something was off. Alica went from her kind of cool persona to something else. She seemed worried. Alica immediately ran away from them. Faith was a bit concerned, having been left alone. "Hey, wait for me! Don't leave me alone with this lot!" Faith followed on foot, able to keep up fairly well with Alicia. She chalked that up to cardio.

Once Faith arrived at the scene, she saw what she was in for. She wasn't expecting the scene unfolding in front of her. Two men were there, left in what could arguably be described as a bad state of affairs. However, Faith wasn't upset or terrified. Having dealt with corpses that walked around and tried to eat you, she saw her fair share of dead bodies. Still, this was intense. Like something out of a horror movie.

Speaking of horror movies, the other man. He was...Faith couldn't put into words what he was. It was like looking at a doll. One of those older dolls that your grandma would have in a room for no fucking reason other than to be a creepy ass old lady and terrify the neighborhood children. That's the feeling she got when looking at him. Faith's stomach churned when she saw him. It was bad. The whole thing made her feel uneasy. "What happened?" This was no time to crack jokes. Even she had to admit that.




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