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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

@Morose Oh Gurl, you don't even know :D

Why you guys makin' all these cute boys?
@Morose

Oh don't tell me you got my boy from Stranger Things! Mmmm
Lilith St. Sebastian



Location: Outside The Hotel
Interacting With: Thalia and Folly



Lilith listened to Folly, wary of the girl now. It wasn't as if she was about to forget how strong she was when she choked her. Even if she wasn't in the right mind. Hel needed to be stopped, that much was obvious. How they did that? She had no clue.

Then Folly mentioned a cloak. Lilith tried to recall when a cloak was introduced in any aspect of this. "Yeah, what cloak?" Was there a cloak involved? All she remembered was leaving the circus and having the others handle what was inside the tent. Did something happen involving a cloak?

"Is the cloak important? Maybe it's back at the circus? Or inside?"


Josephine Clark

Location: The Museum
Skills: N/A


Josephine graciously accepted the gun with a nod. It wasn't her own, but it was protection. And given all that was going on, it made her feel safe. It seemed the Lord Major's thoughts echoed her own from earlier. It was, perhaps, not an accident that befell Haakon. Did that mean that whoever stole the tablet is the one who did the deed? Or were they all walking amongst a murderer?

That didn't make her feel any better. She lost the one person she could trust above all else and as much as she may have begun to respect the others, she did not know them. And thus, she did not trust them. She was on her own and that meant she had to be one step ahead. She looked at the others and made her way over to the open office door.

"So, what do we do now? If what happened was not an accident, that means that someone did it? Are we so sure they are no longer around? And what of Lady Munn? Should she not be made aware?" Josephine wondered where the woman was? After all, this was all happening near and in her office and she was not around.


Faith Masters


Location: Road To Servant's Quarters -> Back to Kitchen House
Skills: N/A



Faith merely gave a small nod at Alicia. She was out of her comfort zone with this. Helping people. Ugh. Who wanted to do that? Still, if she was to be doing this as her "job" she may as well give it some effort. Especially if it meant she got to see what her powers were! Oh she hoped she had something badass!

Her thoughts came back to the scene as she saw Alicia start to walk back and then quickly run. It seemed best to follow her. After all, they had to let the others know what happened and bring everyone up to speed. She left the others to deal with the dead person. She quickly followed Alicia, doing her best to keep pace.

As she ran, she began thinking about all of it. These...Destruere...were obviously dangerous, given the scene she just witnessed. But she was used to destructive things. The Walkers tended to be dangerous and they didn't have a brain. The randomness of their actions, their basic instinct to attack and get what they desire despite all things, did that make them less dangerous? Or more? Either way, she was sure she had some kind of leg up in this. Hopefully, with training and work, she would be the best damn Paradox these mofos have ever seen!


Fleur La Mallificum

Location: Port Witch Coven House



Fleur listened intently as the rather large man spouted and shouted at her. She nodded like a concerned mother would as her child rattled off a story about their day and why they had bruises and cuts on them, but she really didn't care. In fact, she wasn't too worried about this man and his penchant for loudness and punching and accusing. She had Nera behind her and Malakith beside her. If anything went South, she was assured this man wouldn't take another step.

Still, it was annoying to deal with. "My goodness, sir. I've been nothing but gracious since you came pounding at my door, even so far as to offer you tea and yet, you continue to scream and shout. I can deal with insults to my person as I've heard all manner of things, but I will not tolerate any insults thrown at my flock."

So she got close to the man, stepping up to his ugly, roundish face. Her smile was electrifying but her eyes betrayed any semblance of happiness. They read "Fear me!" "Now I know your name, Sigmund, a dangerous thing for a witch to have, you realize. I, however, am kind. Leave, do not bother us again, return to your...boat, as you mention and never darken this doorstep again. And if I hear otherwise that you are anything but a kind and decent person I truly know you to be," she said with huge hints of sarcasm, "I will find you when you least expect it. Or when you most expect it. And I will handle things. And no one will be the wiser. They will say "Sigmund who?" Remember this, Sig." She pecked the man on the cheek and shut the door in his face before turning to face the two others.

"Now. I believe we have a Coronation to attend?"


Tiffany Lyle


Location: Heading Out of Town
Skills: N/A




Tiffany walked forward. She was sure they were heading in the right direction. Although the buildings nearby were broken down and definitely not habitable for their pursuits, she knew going forward they would be able to find something. Was the damage around her caused by Newnan's destruction? If so, they were lucky to be walking out of it alive.

What gave her some semblance of hope was during her time outside of Newnan's walls. Before this chaos, she remembered that there were cars around with keys hidden. If they could scrounge some gas up and find a workable one, they could make their way to a home for the night, which would be a mile or two out.

"There should be some cars coming up with keys hidden around town. We can probably find one and gather enough gas to get us to a safe house, at least. I remember that from my time before I got into Newnan." She hoped with all she had they would find something soon. She was getting tired. Even more tired.


Allison Andrews

Location: X-Mansion
{"Now what do I do?"}




Allison was bored.

Life moved on since the events of last year. Plenty happened. She went back home to be with her parents for a time. It took convincing on her part to allow Professor Xavier to allow that, given how she reacted during the mission, but she assured him she could keep her emotions in check. She was sure he had some way of monitoring her as she went away, but that didn't bother her.

What bothered her is what she dealt with when she came back. Oshea's funeral was held. She didn't catch anyone, but she knew they were looking at her. Seeing how she would react. No one spoke anything other than to offer condolences to his friends.

Friend. Sure, she was a friend of his. But there was more to it than that. More she never got to say. More she regrets never saying. She thought long and hard and she blamed herself. But she also blamed others. She knew no one could have prevented it, but she could have prevented it. What good is seeing the future if you can't prevent things like this? Marygold also separated the teams. If she hadn't, would he be alive? Deep down, Allison knew it wasn't her or Marygold's fault, but she let her mind wander to the idea that it might be.

And not to mention this Mutant Registration thing going on. She didn't want to think about that.

So here she was, pacing down the halls of the mansion, looking for something to do. The newbies were being trained so it was near empty. She wanted something fun to do. She wanted to let out this energy that wanted to burst out of her.



Sara Grey

Location: X-Mansion
{"Look at me, I'm Wolverine. I'm a badass with a thing for leather."}




When Sara was allowed to come to the Xavier Institute, she was excited. She maintained this though. It wouldn't have been cool to jump around her room shouting. But she felt hopeful. Excited even! Her parents were worried, but that was their job. She wanted to control her power. Use it to help.

So when she was told she would be training fairly soon into her introductions with Wolverine, she was anxious but excited.

That quickly died down.

Wolverine was no pushover. He worked them hard. Sara thought it was because he was sadistic and liked seeing the newbies squirm. It probably didn't help matters that she copied his powers and grew her own claws out of her hands and started mocking him as he talked. She was punished, along with the others.

Now she sat on the ground, ready to pass out. The other new guy, William, she didn't know all too well. Nice enough, she supposed, but she was curious about him. It was a shame she was too tired to even breathe a word out. She would have to get to know him later. Perhaps during dinner. Or as she collapsed in her own bed.


Mei Qiรกo

Location: Newhope - Lady Luck
Skills: N/A


Mei had been watching the game intently since she folded. She had to admit, she wasn't expecting the bumbling boy to win the hand, but win he did. She had to give him credit. Maybe he was better at games than he led on. It seems the others at the table shared her feelings. Either way, she leaned back in her chair. She took a glance back at where the Captain and the other fellow left to go dance and saw they were no longer there. She took a large sweeping glance around and didn't immediately spot them.

"Does anyone know where the Captain went off to? I thought they were going to go dance?" Mei wasn't too worried. The Captain seemed like a woman who could handle herself well. Still, it was worrying they were no longer in view. Mei's attention was no longer on the game. In case something happened. The bar seemed like just the place for things to go wrong.



Jacqueline Croix

Location: Newhope - Lady Luck
Skills: Poker, Perception


Jackie had been so focused on reading Barber Boy that she completely missed the fact she should have let the cards go. In the end, Fitz won. Well, fuck her. She hadn't expected that. She gave Fitz a hard pat on the shoulder. "That's my boy! Way to go!" She had to admit, Fitz was surprising her more and more with every passing minute. She knew she liked him.

However, one at the table she still couldn't get a handle on. And that worried her. Immensely. Barber Boy didn't want to share his story eh? It mattered not. Secrets always came out around her. She would just have to bide her time. But now she was more than interested in being on this ship. "I'm actually a traveling nun. Going around on each planet sharing the good word of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, may he forever reign." Jackie did a quick motion with her hands as if praying. Then she tossed her cards on the table with a grin. "Couldn't even get through that with a straight face. If that's fancy talk for "I lie and cheat people out of their pants", then yes. See? Sharing stories isn't too hard."

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

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


Quinn could slap herself by how silly she had been acting. But still, it was a weird coincidence. When Ryan returned, he obviously questioned her. As much as she liked him, she couldn't trust him with her own thoughts. Could she trust anyone really? Or would she sound like a nutter? "Yeah, I'm fine. Just thought I saw a spider crawling on the wall and it gave me a bit of a jump. Sorry." Quinn lied. She returned to the bones.

Damien Smith. The name didn't sound familiar, which was a good thing, but it may be more pressing to find information about him. She worked quietly on the bones. "Do we have any other information on Mr. Smith here? Poor guy deserves to have his story told." That was one part of her job she liked. Having the remains of someone in her office and allowing her to make sure any information hidden was able to be told in order to help their families, friends, and law enforcement.
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