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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




Finley Alestair


Location: Outside Cafe





Finley was a bit miffed Declan wouldn't be coming along with her, instead she would share a car with people she had no intention of interacting with socially, but beggars could not be choosers. She hadn't ridden her motorcycle in the rain for safety (and her grandparents were very adamant about it). So she bid Declan farewell with a cold stare, but a small smile.

She turned to the others and shrugged. She had no qualms about where she sat. "Whatever. Let's get there soon though." She thought about sending Taylor a quick text, but she assumed Declan would bring her up to speed. She then thought about texting Jenna, then decided against it. She wanted her friend back, but if she was going to be stubborn about it, then Finley was only happy to oblige.

She got into the car and buckled in, waiting for them to stop talking and just drive. Who gave a fuck about being wet and the rain! They had a case to solve and a girl to find.


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

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


Quinn wasn't exactly sure what happened next. As she watched the wife leave, some random woman came up and handed her a card. What triggered her was the mention of dreams. Quinn finally got a look at the woman's face and recognized her. She looked at the woman with her and recognized her too, even more so. A medical examiner, she was sure of it! And what did she mean?

What the hell was going on? Quinn shook her head at the waiter's question and stood up, nearly knocking them over. She had to get answers now. This opportunity presented itself.

She was outside quickly, trying to catch the women before they left. "Wait! Please, wait. You mentioned dreams. So you get them too? I recognize you both. What do you want?" This was potentially very dangerous. After all, they could just as easily wish to examine her for her other skills. But still, she knew them. Hell, she had a dream last night. If this was how she could connect the dots that were appearing, it was her best shot.


Priya Khurana


Location: Priya's Apartment
Skills: N/A



Priya put her things in the back and drove onward then. She let whatever conversation Riley was having play out, but she listened. She couldn't help herself. Even with recent events, Riley was still the unknown to her and the unknown was always something to be concerned about. Hell, Roy was still an unknown. For all she knew, she was driving into a trap.

She remembered Tinder trying to contact her. She would have to get back to him later. Instead, she drove in silence, letting all of this play out in her head. Roy was right. Shit was about to hit the fan and it was important they had umbrellas.

It was hard for her to believe all of this. And what would happen if and when all of this got out? This was big. Bigger than she thought and could potentially blow up. How many were in on this also? She dreaded finding out. She was a simple cop. Big takes were not her thing. Closing cold cases and bringing justice was. Still, crime had to be stopped right?


Allison Andrews and Sara Grey

Location: X-Mansion: Blackbird




Sara was on her feet already or she would have jumped at the chance to be the super strong one. Granted, she wouldn't do it for long, but if she could help, she wanted to. "I can copy powers in case you need a back-up. Or I can sit on the plan and do nothing, I suppose. I just wanna help!"

Allison, meanwhile, liked the attention but was not too thrilled at this point. She had just had a vision that explained their current predicament, but it would fuel ideals, and plots, and things she didn't feel comfortable sharing with everyone on this plane, especially given the fact she was dealing with people from the future. Did they know already?

She decided to take Dean first. "Like she said. Yep, been able to do so for a while now." The others wanted to know what she saw, but should she lie? Or tell the truth?

"I saw that one guy on TV a lot. Alexander Jakobsen I believe? That dude and some British woman named Jade talking. They referred to the Sentinels. They were supposed to capture us for testing or sterilizing. The plan was eventually killing us. They seemed especially angry at the Professor for maintaining human/mutant interactions. I can give the exact conversation when we are not piloting a ship being attacked by the very things trying to capture us." She nuzzled into Ayita as she spoke. She wanted to cry, but she had to hold it together.

Sara, having heard all of that, shook her head. "That's fucked up!" That was all she could say, really.


Colette de La Fontaine


Location: Manchester, England - After The Attack
Skills: Language -English



Colette had a choice to make. She would either run with a woman she found herself sympathising with and wishing to protect along with her ill-suited fiance she wished would fall to the Soulless or stay and remain, fight off the attack if she could, and make it back home where her servants were at.

She looked at the outstretched hands of Thomas with disdain. How simple he looked. She shook her head and caught Millicent's gaze, "No, I will remain here. I must see if my family's home is all right and if my servants are safe. We will meet again, I am sure. It was a pleasure, mademoiselle." She curtsied low, before they were gone and she ran past Thomas, not giving him a second glance.

She made her way downstairs to the chaos ensuing. The Soulless were joined in their attack. Others were fleeing while some remained on the ground, motionless. Colette was not safe in this building anymore. If she remained, she would surely perish as well. She pushed onward, jumping over corpses and fleeing past the monsters that continued to attack. Surely she caught their attention, but she had no time to check.

She made her way outside past the entrance before two Soulless appeared before her. Their monstrous appearance may have scared the average lady, but she was not average. Instead, she reached into the fold of her dress and unsheathed her chain whip. She gave it a flick before she spoke, "Voulez-vous mourir ce soir des créatures? Alors viens à moi!" The creatures yelled before they charged. She parried and spun around one, swinging her whip deftly across it's neck before spinning it in her hand and yanking it, cracking the neck as the beast slumped to the ground. The other, obviosuly angered by the death of its friend, charged again. She slashed across it's chest, knocking it back, before she spun the whip around its neck and pulled it close. "Au revoir," she said before she crushed its neck.

She ran, carrying her whip with her less she run into more of them. They seemed to be moving away, which meant her house would have succumbed to the attack too. She made haste, getting there as quickly as she could.

When she saw her home, it was broken. Windows were smashed. The door as thrown off. And the blood. She held in whatever emotions wished to pour out of her throat. Some had to have lived. Surely.

And then she stepped out of the shadow. Ida. Blood smeared across her apron and shirt. A knife in her hand. She saw Colette just as Colette noticed her. She seemed to breathe a sigh of relief before stepping forward. "Enfant! Dieu merci, vous êtes en sécurité!" She hugged Colette closely. Colette fought the urge to cry. Thankful Ida was ok, she pulled apart. "Ida, everyone else. They are.." Ida's look spoke more than words ever could. "Certains vivent, mais la plupart ont été tués." Colette nodded, understanding the situation as it came. They would have to clean up things around here.




Morning came. Ida insisted on dealing with the bodies by herself and Colette could not argue if she wanted to. "Vous venez de traverser une épreuve, ma dame. Laissez-moi gérer les choses." Colette, instead, stripped off her torn gown and bloodied cloth before sleep took her. When she woke, she dressed quickly in looser clothing. She hand plans to travel into town to see if anyone needed help. She was safe and her home stood, but others may not be so lucky.

Ida protested, but Colette assured her she was fine. She left Ida and the other servants who lived to clean up. She would write home later to assure her parents she was safe. They would not be happy on her staying, but she was not about to leave.

She made her way into town, eager to help.


Fleur La Mallificum

Location: The Palace



Fleur took in the castle. From this one room in particular, it screamed wealth. Power. Authority. She wanted it. Soon, she reminded herself. Soon. So far, apart from Mal being questioned by the guards (which she assumed he handled quickly), things were going according to plan. The Coronation should begin soon and she didn't want to miss it.

As she glided across the room, she felt eyes on her. She expected as much. People would surely talk and spread rumors. She would play into it for now. She would have to breakaway after the Coronation though. Nera and the sisters would be in place by now surely.

And then she saw him. One of very few men she had the pleasure of spending time with and allowing him to walk unscathed. Rhys. It tickled her that he was here, but she shouldn't be surprised. A hint of amusement traveled across her eyes to her lips. "My, truly it is a small world. A fair day to you as well, sir." She curtsied playing off her role. She had to be careful. She hadn't expected to run into anyone she knew here and she didn't want him giving her away. Not yet.

However, he could be useful. A solution to her problem, perhaps?

"You are here for the Coronation as well, I assume? I am positively shaking with excitement. I believe it is starting soon. Shall we go find some seats?" She would not await an answer, she walked outside and found seats towards the back. Enough for her and Mal, and maybe Rhys if he wished to join her.


Faith Masters


Location: Dining Room -> Ville Au Camp
Skills: N/A



So not only were they the welcoming committee but now she wanted them each to take a portion of them to tour the grounds and to be on the lookout for any chaos one of the other Emendators may cause? Was this going to be her life now? She ignored the crybaby and proceeded outside, following Evelina. She didn't know the first thing about touring or about where anything is really. Maybe she wasn't ready for this.

And then when they got near Faith saw them. Worse than Walkers. Worse than annoying people to deal with. Children! Ugh, even after death she still had to deal with kids? She had to be in hell.

It made matters only worse that they were dressed up in what could only be described as Stephen King's wet dream. She avoided the one that came eerily close to a clown. Evelina took to them immediately. She probably has done this many times before. Faith looked at each of the kids and gave a weak smile and a wave. She really didn't like children. One of the kids asked if the pale girl with them was dead and Faith had to hold in a chuckle.

Ok, maybe they weren't THAT bad. She liked that one, at least.

IF she had to do this, she may as well make the most of it. "All right kiddos, name's Faith. Who wants to join me on a super awesome adventure?"


Josephine Clark

Location: Garden City
Skills: N/A


Josephine accepted Akhmed's hand and stepped out of the vehicle. She hadn't expected to wind up in familiar territory, but sure enough she was here and saw familiar faces. The woman from the museum (golly, what was her name?) seemed to know Aton and Akhmed, of course. However, she was surprised to see the others. Fate was so funny, wasn't it? Who would have thought a simple dinner invitation would turn all of these people, connected by one event, back together again?

"It is good to see you safe as well, Lady Munn. Given recent events and all I am thankful to see you." She paid little mind to the other women, except to give a small smile to the blonde woman, Lauren. She was getting quite hungry and she hoped food would be served soon.

She kept a firm grip on Akhmed's arm though. Greeting the man from before, "I am fairing better, I suppose. The outside air helped me quite nicely. But now I am very hungry."
Lilith St. Sebastian



Location: Cromwell House
Interacting With: Thalia, Jessica, Mallory, & Folly



Lilith was thankful to see other people. Or rather, person and a spirit. Whatever that one woman was, the others may not be noticing it, but Lilith's senses were going haywire. She oozed spiritual energy. Lilith would let that pass for now, unless it was necessary to share such information. After all, she had a winged, fire-breathing woman and a girl slowly losing her mind. Who was she to jugde?

"We're looking for O.M.E.N to share information we have on Hel. You know Hel, right? She's kind of wreaking havoc on the world at the moment. We'd like O.M.E.N to deal with that please so we can get back to our lives."


Tiffany Lyle


Location: Arnco Mills
Skills: Pistol




That was the question, wasn't it? How were they holding up? Not too long ago her and Jack were relaying the fact they saw and heard voices of those long since dead and even acted upon impulses contrary to logic. But did she tell Riley and Ash that? Worry them and think they have to keep an eye on them? Then again, maybe Ash and Riley and Nisha experienced the same thing.

"Me and Jack have been together since the explosion. We haven't seen anyone else, so we aren't holding up too great, though it is better now that we actually found people. We did start seeing and hearing dead people, and not the reanimated kind, so that's a bit worrisome. I think that has passed though. But all in all, I wouldn't mind a sit-down or a nice nap."
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