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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.."

Theme Song:




Most Recent Posts

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Location: Shadowell Forest - Front Gate - Chair 12
Skills: N/A
Hit Points: 4
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She was quite distracted by the number of people that had gathered that she almost got over the fact no one had responded to her question. Almost. She glanced from one to the other, imagining all the dirty secrets and delightful dangers each one may or may not possess. After all, if they were here for the same reason as she, then things were about to get interesting and fun.

And speaking of fun, there was a light amidst the darkness. She seemed to radiate even in the darkest of times. She looked like a porcelain doll that could crack if someone so much as looked at her the wrong way. Debutante Blush was desperate to meet her and she could not place why. She wanted to talk to her, share stories with her, she just wanted to be near her. Even the loud, screeching noise that interrupted their night could not down such a treasure as this lady.

So when tasked with finding a seat, Debutante Blush did her best to secure one close to the girl. After all, they would be sitting next to one another and that often led to conversation, did it not? It would be rude not to talk with those you were next to, even if they were boring old fuddies. This girl though seemed the opposite of that and she looked forward to entertaining her.

Debutante Blush stepped over, ignoring the collapsed person unknown (how one could faint was beyond her. Probably did it for the attention) and sat down after the delicate flower did. She turned to face the girl and speak, only to find her eyes closed and she fast asleep. It had been a tiring journey, one could hardly blame her. Still, Debutante Blush was eager to make her acquaintance. Debutante Blush ignored the others, sitting in her own chair keeping an eye on the sleeping girl, ever so desperate for her to peek her eyes open. So when she did and settled up, Debutante Blush took initiative. "Had a good rest, petal? Hope you don't mind me sitting next to you. Figured ladies should stick together."

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

Wednesday, August 18th - New York City, New York


Quinn opened her phone and saw the text from Olivia. She wouldn't mind meeting up with her to hash things out. She had more ideas, possibly a way to reach out to others like them. She clicked out a quick response, "Picking up lunch atm, meet after?" As she finished she put her phone down just as she saw she was next in line.

"Can I get a chicken parmesan sandwich and a small soda?" Once she ordered, she would sit down and take out her laptop at one of the tables and begin searching through the information she gathered. She would eat quickly and meet up with Olivia and they would work this out. This was more than one person could do.
@Lady Amalthea To be fair, I had that quote for...what is it....9 months when I started this sheet?

Also I will get her a ruler. The Walkers won't know what him them!
@Lady Amalthea Added traits
@Lady Amalthea



Here she is. Finally


Tinley Abercrombie, Sami Rhodes & Jim Kennedy


Location: S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy - Training Room



Agent Kennedy was scrolling through reddit on his phone, laughing at the jokes. His sister had pointed out a few of the subgroups that would interest him last time he had seen her and currently, he was staring at a comparison of the stunning similarity between China's president and Winnie the Pooh. The more he stared at it, the more it stood out to him. He had shown up early to the agreed upon time in the training room, wearing a loose t-shirt, gym pants, and his hands were wrapped with tape. He glanced up at a clock on the wall, wondering when his two trainees would show up - Rhodes and Abercrombie.

Tinley entered the training room wearing workout gear. One could tell it was top of the line workout gear too. Comfortable and useful. Her hair was tied back in a tight ponytail. She was anxious to get started. After the simulation, she became all the more aware that she needed more practice, especially if she were to be a Field Commander. Agent Kennedy was on his phone and chuckling to himself as she walked up. "Nice to see you Agent Kennedy. What's so funny?"

In all honesty, the last thing Sami wanted to do was to start training, even if it was with a cool pair like Kennedy and Abercrombie. The news of what had happened with his Uncle was still weighing heavily on his mind, but at the same time the information had been given to him in confidence. To prove to Fury he could be trusted with more details in the future, worrying would have to wait. Especially around others.

Arriving seconds after Tinley, he greeted them both with a smile. "Hope you got something fun planned today." Directed towards Agent Kennedy, his smile grew more mischevious.

"Xi Jinping photo comparisons to Winnie the Pooh," Jim explained, showing them one of the photos in particular. Unfortunately, he wasn't there just to show them things on reddit that amused them. As funny as it was, it wouldn't prepare them for the real world. He had seen their performance evaluations and knew the rough outlines of their capabilities. He knew each of them could push them further, but now wasn't the time for that. It was time for basic control. Only then could they become more advanced.

"We're going to start off easy," Jim explained. He put his phone away and shifted, becoming made out of pure rock. Only his clothing and other things remained normal. He gave them a smile, looking like a living statue. "Use your powers and work together to force me to shift out of my rock form. That's your first task." Sami wouldn't be able to pick up anything with his power sensing at the moment, but Tinley would be able to "feel" the minds of Sami and Jim near her, though Jim's seemed distant - as if the rock form was shielding it.

Tinley didn't understand the appeal of looking at stuff on her phone (though she will admit the similarity between the man and Winnie the Pooh was startling!), she was thankful to begin training. It seemed straightforward enough as Jim entered his rock form. Tinley could sense his and Sami's minds, but Jim's seemed distant. His rock form apparently added a mental shield. Still, Tinley assumed a fighting stance and reached her mind out to grasp his. It fell short. "I can't quite grasp his mind. We'll need to get his defenses down."

Sami couldn't quite see the resemblance between the asian man and the cartoon bear, but you could find all kinds of shit on the internet. He'd seen someone compare Tony Stark to some low-budget Sherlock Holmes character once, which was totally inaccurate despite the swathes of people agreeing to it. However, there was a different task at hand rather than playing spot the difference.

Sami echoed Tinley's stance as he looked at Kennedy, his head trying to work out how exactly he was going to be able to hurt a guy made of stone.

"My powers won't do shit here. Gonna have to go for something old fashioned to do some damage." Hoping his martial arts training would come in handy against the undoubtedly heavier and stronger opponent before him, Sami glanced towards Tinley before making his move. "Physical distraction creates mental distraction - should be able to give you a window." At that, Sami began his attack on Kennedy, aiming more to wear the guy down with swift attacks and instant retreats, as opposed to actually putting him down. Sami had been told of a second power he had developed, but it had yet to surface. Still, he wasn't sure what help reactive adaptability would be right now. He figured it would only work if he was defending himself, but then again, he had no idea how it worked. He didn't even know how to switch the damn thing on yet.

Sami managed to kick Jim in the head, sending the stone giant stumbling backwards slightly. Yet given that Sami had just kicked solid stone, he would be able to practically feel his foot vibrating with pain. If it hadn't been for his boots, he would have broken his foot. "I'll give you a tip - punching stone hurts," Jim advised. "And if you aren't careful, you'll break your bones."

Tinley fought back a scathing comment about how stupid it was to attempt to kick a rock. Sami probably felt that right now. Instead, she walked over to him. If they were to get him, his defenses needed to be down. They needed a big enough distraction. "We need a distraction big enough. Hitting him isn't going to cut it." She glanced around the room, taking it in. She whispered to Sami, "Go attack him again, but don't injure yourself. Get him to look away from me and I will pull the fire alarm. Hopefully, that will get his defense down enough for me to latch on to his mind."

Wincing painfully as he hopped back to his defensive stance, Sami rolled his eyes. He figured that even in a rock form, the neck would still be a weaker point than most. Unfortunately he aimed too high, and his heel connected with tough granite skull.

"Good job I kicked you then." He said in response to Kennedy, then looking to Tinley as she formed her own plan. Still running with the idea of a distraction, he nodded in agreement. "Gotcha." Well... he got the plan, but wasn't quite certain of the execution just yet. He had to fight Kennedy enough to distract him, but without getting hurt himself. He could slap at the stone dude all day and by either ignored or just swatted to one side like an annoying fly. Unfortunately, this would require some actual force to get the job done. Silently, Sami willed his power to kick in for the first time. Maybe his own rock-form would give him an advantage here.

Things didn't quite go as plan, but still worked out in their own way. In only took a single punch for his second power to awaken, and as he aimed for Kennedy's stomach it was as if his arm had suddenly turned to hard metal. Unable to stop the momentum even he had wanted to, his punch connected fully with Kennedy's rock hard abs (HA) and sent him flying into the back wall. For a second Sami was awed by the power that had just occurred, though it quickly ebbed away with that familiar sickening feeling of a broken bone. His powers had reacted against its opponent, but not against the consequences. Grasping his hand and bending double, he looked to Tinley with a strained grin.

"The bitch is all yours." He said somewhat breathlessly, hoping she could be as successful as him. Well, without the broken metacarpals, anyway.

Tinley was also in awe, she expected him to merely distract Agent Kennedy, but instead, he attacked him and unleashed power she hadn't seen before. Still, he fought against rock and that had to hurt, but Tinley couldn't think about that now. Instead, Tinley faced the now weakened and dazed Agent Kennedy and attempted to grasp his mind again. She had an easier time this round, just making it inside. While there, she situated herself. "Okay, Agent Kennedy. I'd like you out of your rock form now." She issued the command, hoping he would drop his defenses and, thus, securing them the win.

"Yes ma'am," Kennedy said, turning out of his rock form and into his human one. His clothing was torn where Sami had punched him and through the tear, a gigantic bruise had begun to form. It looked like he had managed to break some of Jim's ribs. Even though it had happened in his rock form, it only delayed the damage - he took it all when he turned back into his human form. He managed to wrestle back control of his mind, having done some training with telepaths before on how to resist. "Good work, you two," he said, grunting a bit. "As clichΓ© as it sounds, teamwork is a powerful thing. Know your opponent's weaknesses and their strengths. Use them against them. But also kid...don't punch rocks," he advised with a cheesy grin. "Now uh...Sami, you're about to meet another agent in the Phase Three program - Tempest - she'll patch us up," he explained.
The next day, Agent Kennedy was waiting for them in the training room at the same time, feeling a little bit sore but he had pretty much healed completely, as would Sami have done. Tempest's healing powers were like magic and Jim couldn't help but grin slightly. It beat staying in a hospital bed for days and then doing physical therapy for weeks - or potentially even months. Once his students had arrived, Jim took a swig from his water bottle, before he greeted them with a smile, ready to get to work. "Today is going to be harder," he explained. "You're going to be sparring each other, but with these." He then handed them each a piece of ribbon. "To win the match, you need to steal your opponent's ribbon. No lethal force, but that should go without saying. Otherwise, use everything that is available to you."

Tinley walked in, again, prepared for another day of training. She figured the next bit would be them fighting each other. Tinley took her ribbon and placed it behind her in her back pocket. That way, it wouldn't be so easy to grab. She saw Sami's display of power yesterday and didn't want to be on the recieving end of those blows. But she also knew he was aware of her own powers. She figured her best bet was hand-to-hand combat this time around. She got into her ready stance across from Sami. "Good luck Agent Rhodes."

"You know, I've heard that's a power actually..." Jim mused, before he put on some music to set the mood with a shit eating grin. "Alright, you've got ten agents - go beat the crap out of each other, agents! Drinks on me after today's session."

Shaking his head and laughing as the music turned on, Sami mirrored Tinley's movements and placed his own tag into his back pocket.
"Well shit boy, if you're gettin' the rounds in, I'll do whatever you want." He said with a grin before readying himself against Tinley. He knew and respected her well enough to know not to underestimate her, nor go easy. Still, maybe there was a way he could do it without messing up that pretty face of hers.

Thinking on his power, he tried to image some kind of shield over his mind, anything that would prevent her from peeking in. There was no physical changes, but suddenly it felt as though he were wearing a hat of some kind. Deciding that would be the closest he was going to get, Sami made his move. Going in as if to punch her on her right, Sami feinted and dodged to the left, getting behind her and easily snatching away the tag with a triumphant laugh.

"Guess I have got luck on my side today." He said, twirling the tag in the air with a grin.

Tinley had to hand it to Sami, he was good. However, that would prove to be his downfall. She looked into his mind, seeing his attempt at a shield to block. She easily got into his mind and settled inside. "All right Agent Rhodes. You are going to hand me back my ribbon and apologize for taking it." Tinley stepped back, allowing Agent Rhodes to give her back her ribbon and apologize. She took it and smiled. "Thanks Agent Rhodes, but you realize you are supposed to keep the ribbon, right?" She gave him a playful wink.

Then she rushed at him. She grabbed his arm and attempted to flip him over onto his stomach, however she may have been a touch overexcited and, instead, forced too hard. He flipped, sure, but even she could hear the break in his arm. She grabbed his ribbon as he landed and stopped. "Oh shit! I didn't mean to break his arm! We may need Tempest in here." Tinley did feel bad, but that the same time, if this were a real enemy, she would feel no remorse.

She did get the ribbon, though.

Kennedy stared at the two of them for a moment, before he burst out laughing. "If you have a crush on Tempest, Agent Rhodes, there's easier ways to spend time with her," Jim joked, wiping a tear away from his eyes. He shook his head again, amused at this - he'd never met a recruit that had broken limbs so consistently in training. They were lucky they had a healer with them. "That being said, Agent Abercrombie...If he was an enemy, I'd be asking why you didn't break him more. But it's as much as a skill to hurt as it is to show restraint."

After rolling around on the floor groaning for a few seconds, Sami finally flopped onto his back and looked at Tinley, laughing. "Shit bitch, you sure got me!" He said through his laughter, sitting up uneasily as he examined his arm. It had thankfully been a pretty clean break with nothing misshapen or stuck out. He couldn't bring himself to be pissed off at her - served him damn right for letting his guard down after he got her tag. "I still got your ribbon first, though. Be sure to keep it next time." Said with a grin and returning her playful wink, Sami struggled to his feet, holding the injured arm tenderly as he looked to Kennedy."We'd better be getting double drinks after I visit the Doctor lady." Tinley sure had earned it, and he was sure he needed some "medicine" after receiving yet another broken bone.

Tinley was happy Sami was ok and was laughing about it. "Truth be told Agent Kennedy, if he was an enemy I wouldn't have stopped at asking for my ribbon back. I would have made him take out his gun and shoot himself. Or, better yet, make him punch himself in the head over and over until he concussed. But, I am glad Agent Rhodes is all right and that we have a competent healer at our disposal." At Sami's comment over him nabbing her ribbon first, she shrugged it off. She knew, in the end, both of them were competent in their fighing and, with practice, their powers. "Drinks sound good right now."


Priya Khurana


Location: Funeral Home
Skills: N/A



Priya didn't know the man obviously, but she could already tell she did not like him. And she didn't need police instincts to tell her that. Even the look from the director told her she was doing the right thing. She took out her wallet and held it open, showcasing her police ID. "Actually, this tells me it might probably be my business." She took the water offered and sipped it, placing her wallet back in her pocket.

From the sounds of things, it was about to get messy. "Why don't we all go somewhere more private than the front entrance of the funeral home and talk about this?" Priya had no authority, but she wasn't about to let this man walk all over the director, and probably Riley. It seemed there was more going on.

She glanced at Riley, seeing how the girl was handling this new mess in her lap. "Oh, and we haven't been introduced properly yet. Name's Detective Priya Khurana and I am here helping Miss Ridgeway with all of this." She held out her hand for a shake, but she half expected him to ignore her. He seemed like the type.


Colette de La Fontaine


Location: On the Open Sea
Skills: Language -English



Colette could not mask her fear. This was slowly becoming the end of her adventure and she had not finished what she hoped to. Millicent was still in danger and she was here, being attacked by some large creature and about to drown. She maneuvered her way to Fyror, fearing the man may not be able to support the both of them. The ship continued to break at the creature, perhaps taunting them, continued to rush through. She felt herself pulled almost from Fyror's hand, but she held firm. It was comforting feeling his hands on her, supporting her should the worst happen.

She could not see much, but the lightning provided enough light to make out the shadow charging them. Colette closed her eyes, knowing a few more attacks would be the end until she heard a loud explosion. She had assumed it was thunder, but she opened her eyes and scanned the horizon. The creature moved past them as shot after shot rang out. Was it gone? Colette could only hope.

The sound came from an oncoming ship. Was it there to help them? Or merely to attack the creature? She hoped the former as she struggled to maintain holdings on Fyror. The man had saved her and, she hoped, she could do him a service later if they lived through this ordeal.


Myth the Muse

Location: The Winking Duck Tavern



"That was almost the first full sentence you spoke to me without stuttering. Proud of ya, Bruce." She held up her drink in mock form of cheers before downing it and placing it on the counter for a refill. His words were interesting and Myth, having been raised on such lessons like the Four, noticed the names of the man's sisters correlated pretty well. For all she knew, his parents just really liked the song and wanted to name their children after them.

Still, Myth liked poking the bear, as it were. "So Bruce, couldn't help but notice that your sister's names fit with the song I just got done singing about the Four. What, are your parents just big fans of it?" Before she could continue, Myth's attention was drawn to a woman crying and others yelling and screaming about witches and burning. Myth enjoyed a good riot as much as the next person, but she wasn't about to be caught in the middle of something she had no stake in. "Seems like things are about to get very heated here. Not sure I enjoy the thought of staying here tonight. Don't suppose you got ideas, huh Bruce?" Myth may have been coming on a bit strong, but she did like the guy. And she didn't want to be around this upcoming mob.



Fleur La Mallificum

Location: Port Witch Coven Safe House/Antonije's Observatory



Fleur wasn't asleep for long when she was interrupted. Jezebel came in, and Fleur knew it was trouble. The girl was a clairvoyant and, though the gift was appreciated, it often dealt bad news. This was no different. "Fine, fine. Tell me this vision." Jezebel hesitated, fearing she will anger the Witch Mother before she continued. "I saw a man, but I was not able to get a clear picture. He seemed angry. He holds the stars in his hands and has the power to destroy worlds if he chooses. He claims the Port itches did something to his family. He seemed very angry."

As Jezebel whimpered, Fleur brushed it off. "We just fought a battle and won. We had no time to go after some random man's family. This "world destroyer" is probably blowing smoke to get a rise. Hells, just the other morning we had someone screaming at us, but we took care of him. Fear not, petal. This man won't be an issue." Fleur knew she had the power to fight back, even if he wanted to cause trouble. Though she had to admit she was curious as to why he was angry.
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