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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


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

Wednesday, August 15th - 12:20 PM | New York City, New York


Quinn ignored Ryan's fact about spiders in Australia. Even though she had lied about seeing one, she hated the creatures. Quinn brought herself back to the current case. She could freak out and research later. She had a job to do. "Poor Mr. Smith. Regardless of what he did in life that is not how one should go in death. We should call Ms. Smith and let her know we found her husband so they can prepare for the funeral."

Or for whatever Ms. Smith had in mind for the remains. She never asked questions. If Mr. Smith was like his rap sheet said, he may not have been the nicest person. Still, his family had to be made aware. "I can finish up here if there is something else after this you want to get started on. I can call up the family." It wasn't because she wanted to be rid of Ryan, but she had to ask the family some other questions not pertaining to their work and she didn't want to worry Ryan. She already had enough on her plate.


Faith Masters


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



Faith had managed to keep up with Alicia and mentally patted herself on the back. She prided herself on not doing too much and letting others do the work for her and, so far, she had managed to do a lot for herself. Maybe she would be able to do this Paradox thing after all! That is if she had cool powers. Not like that girl with sense enhancement or whatever. How that was in any way useful, Faith had no idea. Still, if she was here, it had to be useful in some capacity.

Faith's thoughts went back to Peter and George and that scene. If this is what their enemy was capable of, surely they were in much need for decent training. Hopefully, once this was all cleared up they could get started.

And then Alicia stopped and made her way to the kitchen house. Faith questioned but followed suit. And she saw the boar running free, squealing like mad. "When the hell did you guys get a boar?" Faith, of course, had no idea it was James. All she could think of was: Bacon!


Allison Andrews

Location: X-Mansion
{"Cute boy alert! Mental functions ceasing..."}




Allison had been lost in her own little world as she traversed the hallways. There was a lot going on, so who could blame her when she wasn't watching where she was going? She collided with the unknown figure and fell on her butt. More embarrassed than hurt, she couldn't stop a blush from coming up to her face. "Oh gee, I'm sorry! I'm such a klutz! I didn't see where I was..."

Allison caught a glimpse of the figure she ran into. It was someone she hadn't seen before. A new face, was he a new student? He was cute though. Allison mentally chastised herself for thinking so and took his hand as he helped her up. "No, it was my fault. I'm sorry. My name is Allison and you're cute. I mean you're fine! Not in that way! I mean, you are fine and you are also fine! Oh my God I am so red right now! Start over? Hi! I'm Allison, what's your name?



Sara Grey

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




Sarah groaned. Probably louder than she intended, but no one told her to avoid Wolverine like the plague. "How about next time they tell us that at orientation? My blisters have blisters and my feet want to separate from my body and run to Mexico." She sat up and looked at the others.

She nodded at William, "You doing ok? That was a lot and I was too busy poking fun at leather claw man. Name's Sarah. What are you in for?" She joked, because they were all here by choice. But still, she couldn't help herself. If she couldn't joke around she would die. Literally die.


Fleur La Mallificum

Location: Port Witch Coven House



Fleur began to walk upstairs before she heard the door slam open and Sig marched his ugly mug back inside. She had just about enough of this man and felt she was MORE than pleasant with him and was about to tell him such before he whipped out the bullets.

Not just any bullets either, silver bullets with initials. Dangerous things to have. This man had now insulted her for the last time. She thought of the many ways in which she could torture him and teach him a lesson, but Nera had beaten her to it. Dark orbs sent Sig in a tizzy and it was enjoyable to watch. The fear on his face was delicious. Fleur stepped forward as she continued to step back. She wanted the last thing he saw before he died to be her face. With a smile.

Once Sig was down. Fleur nodded her approval. "Nicely done, Nera. Couldn't have done it better myself. But now we must clean up the mess." With a flick of her wrist, Fleur sent a dark shadow over the corpse. She quickly motioned her hands away and the shadow cleared, disposing of the body in the process. All that was left were the silver bullets. Fleur picked them up and looked them over. She saw the initials clearly and pocketed them.

"Now, if there are no more interruptions, let us head back upstairs and plot out the day's events." She said as she made her way back up.


Mei Qiรกo

Location: Newhope - Lady Luck
Skills: N/A


Mei waited and listened as the cards were dealt. The Barber was opening up a bit more. They told her not to worry about the Captain, but part of her still had to. If she didn't, who would? She had no doubt the Captain was capable of handling herself in tense situations. Not to mention she had someone with her. But in her experience, when things went belly up, it was better to not be alone and away from others. Especially your crew.

Be that as it may, she would continue to play. She had no real investment in the game. She was merely here to gauge her new teammates. So far, she didn't trust the lot of them, but could you blame her? Could she blame them? They met by circumstance. That was all. Even though the doctor offered to look at her leg, which she was thankful for, there was still the fact she was a spy on board and the doctor did shoot at her. That didn't offer much in the way of friendship.



Jacqueline Croix

Location: Newhope - Lady Luck
Skills: Poker, Perception


Jackie chuckled and looked over at Fitz, pinching his cheek, "God you are just so cute!" It wasn't until a bit after he started that Jackie realized Barber Boy was speaking to her and was actually opening up! Well, fuck her sideways. She hadn't expected that. It was odd though. His story, while it seemed genuine, she still couldn't help but feel he wasn't telling the whole story.

However, he told enough, and Jackie had to respect that. At least somewhat. Ok, a little bit. Ok, she didn't HAVE to, but she did. His story could be similar to hers, in some ways. "Even if I believed for a second you were an actual barber on this Gorram ship, I wouldn't let you anywhere near my locks, Barber Boy." To showcase such, she did a hair flip before returning to her cards. Fitz seemed to be one to watch out for. And now the silent girl was joining in. She felt a bit more confident. She had a reading on most involved now.



Finley Alestair


Location: Abandoned House





Leave it to Bradley to be hard to talk to. Still, she had to try. Not only was Riley alive, but she was rapidly declining in health. Sheriff Bradley was also in danger too, if her vision was any indication. As much as she disliked the man, she didn't want him dead. But how to talk to him? She could scream his name, but that would attract the attention of the crowd and she didn't need that much attention on her. She could pursue into the crime scene, but if the crowd didn't stop her, the other agents surely would.

Then she noted Agent Grayson. She was the FBI agent during the town meeting. Perhaps she could be of some help. Finley inched herself closer to Agent Grayson, hoping to catch her attention. "Agent Grayson? I need to speak to you about Riley. I have information you will want to hear. But can we speak privately?" Hopefully the woman would listen and allow her either in or somewhere else. Either way, she did all she could.


Priya Khurana


Location: Safehouse
Skills: N/A



Priya left the hazard zone before Roy could leave and fill the remaining rooms with whatever the hell occurred in that bathroom. Thankful, but still feeling a bit sorry for Riley to have to deal with that, Priya made her way into a separate room. While Roy dealt with his issues, she would at least get a start on the main reason for coming here.

Priya set the laptop down on the table and pulled up a chair that looked like it could break under any amount of weight. She gently sat down just in case that was to occur. Once she felt confident it would not crack under pressure, she opened the laptop and turned it on. The process took about as long as expected, going through the motions, but eventually, she managed to log in.

The file was easy to spot. All that was left was to view it. Priya full screened it and sat intently, watching the video play in front of her.
I literally can't after today at work, so I will be posting tomorrow


Colette de La Fontaine


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



Colette graciously accepted the woman's words. She, too, hoped her time in England would be pleasant. She was not aware of what she expected to happen here, but she hoped she would find things to occupy her time. "I thank you, mademoiselle." Before she could finish her words, a brief flash on Millicent's face told her all she needed to know. She looked to the door to see a man enter.

It appeared Lord Rutherford had arrived. He was handsome, Colette gave him that. As the two spoke without acknowledging her, it gave Colette a strong sense of....what was the word? Unease? Unrest? Perhaps both worked in this case. It might have been Colette's hopefulness of finding love herself, but the interactions between the two of them did not showcase love as she expected it. Millicent's words about the man may have sounded like it, but her face denied such things.

Colette let her hand be kissed, if for no other reason than proper protocol. She returned with a curtsy, "A pleasure to meet you, Monsieur Rutherford. I have heard very little about you. Are you enjoying yourself at this party?" Colette made sure to pay special attention to the man's face, especially with regards to Millicent. He had charm. He had that air about him. She would give him the benefit of the doubt. For now.
@Nallore *crushes

I've had a thing for my boy since the first Stranger Things.
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