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5 yrs ago
Current I'm single, but hey, at least Hopper is alive.
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5 yrs ago
When you finally confirm you made the right decision. Best of luck to you.
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5 yrs ago
Thought I left this Facebook status bullshit when I got out of high school.
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5 yrs ago
Green Moose, Guava Juice
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5 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



Myth the Muse

Location: The Courtyard (F6) -> Entrance Hall (F5)



Myth turned as Tate and Sylvi went on their own way home. It made her skin crawl a bit to think of that relationship. How it could have started off as something so sweet and turned into...whatever it was now. She would have to check on them later, preferably with Bruce in tow, but she left them alone. It was safe enough. She quickly made her way into the castle entrance hall to catch up with her husband.

Upon entering, she saw corpses on the ground, further showing the nature of what occurred here. She scanned around, seeing a few she didn't recognize, but she managed to find her husband and caught up with him. "Wait, I'm here now. Tate and Sylvi are ok and are heading back to their home. Which, for the record, we need to check on when we are done here. I don't like how that relationship is progressing. What happened in here?" Myth didn't know what the goal was, but she was now with her husband and that was where she wanted to be.

She saw the blood trail and the ghost. What WAS going on here?



Fleur La Mallificum

Location: The Port (Old Witch Coven Home) -> Towards the Docks



Fleur left Nera on her own again, feeling an ache of pain in her heart for continuing to abandon her. But she had other matters to attend to. Notably, the presence of Magyk here that was not her own. She left the house and scanned the horizon. She had a sense as to where it was coming from, but she didn't have to rely on it so much as she saw a huge Dragon boat coming in to dock. If anything Magykal was here, it would be over that way.

She cautiously made her way towards the docks, unsure if they would be friend or foe. In all likelihood, they were foes as everyone seemed to be against her now. Still, this begged the question as to what they hoped to accomplish here. It was probably not good for her, but she didn't care so long as they weren't intending to blow up her old home before Nera could properly leave. That would not do.

As she got near, she saw the size of the boat. It wasn't a trading ship, that much was certain.


Tinley Abercrombie


Location: Serval Industries - R&D Floor (E5)
Skills: N/A



In only a matter of minutes, her world went from crazed to insane. Vision went from death robot to...whatever it was in front of them. Tinley had wanted it to be all an act so she could end him. The body of Spider-Gwen nearby had fueled her desire in that regard, but based on what the others were saying, he seemed to be telling the truth. And if Scarlet Witch hadn't wanted to end him anymore, then she wouldn't either. "Fine, you stay alive for now. But if I get even a tiny hint that you are still loyal to Ultron and I will put you down."

She looked around at the others, notably Flynn who she could tell was not happy. "I don't like it either, but he might have information to help us. We got more bots coming after us so we need to move quickly. We don't have a lot of time for a rest, so I hope everyone is still up for a fight. Let's get what we came for and get gone before someone else shows up to throw a wrench in our plan." She would ensure Gwen gets recovered later. Plus, if all went well, she would be alive again. But they needed to complete this first if there was any hope of that happening.


Belladonna


Location: Serval Industries - CEO's Office (G4)
Skills: N/A


Bella still had her gun trained on him, but even she knew she wouldn't be able to hit him at his speed, as good of a shot as she was. He wasn't about to open up to them either and they had little time. She was confident Scarlet Witch would be handled by the others, but if they could weasel information out of either of them, Quicksilver was the best bet. In a quick moment, he was starting to run out the door until Sapphire froze the floor beneath them.

Bella started to feel chilly, but then again she was in a dress. She would persevere. And Pietro was taken out relatively easy, enough that he injured his leg. He managed to fix it quickly and it already started to heal. So he was fast in all regards maybe? Either way, as he laid on the ground, she took aim and popped an ice bullet into his knee, shattering it. "Tell us what we want to know or I go along every joint in your body." It was a cold threat (heh cold) but she meant it.


Josephine Clark

Location: Elite Cabin Deck
Skills: N/A


Satisfied with their next course of action, Josephine stood up, helping Vera. ”Oh trust me, darling. I’ll put on the show of a lifetime for you. No need for them to find out what we really intended on here. The thieves could become privy that way. Heck, the crew might be involved for all we know. Anyway, shall we head off then? I don’t wish to remain here a moment longer, though I would love to meet the man who stole from me so I can let him have it.”

She gave Reddish a skeptical look as the man seemed to be enjoying his situation more than he ought to have. But she let it slide. After all, how many people got to run around with Hollywood fame and a lady of such class as Lady Munn? The irony of that did not leave her too, given Vera’s clumsy nature, but she still held herself, which was impressive. With the three of them on the same page, she left the room and made her way out on to the deck.

She gave a cursory glance around, to see if anyone spotted them. They had their cover story, just in case. ”All right, which way was it? I’m afraid my sense of direction is not the best and this haze around is still not making it easy to find one’s way around.”



Faye Masterson

Location:Arthribis (Underground)
Skills: N/A


Faye hadn’t been given much room to work with, so her best guess was nothing more than conjecture at this point. She was, however, thankful Richard had put his cigarette out. ”Yes, we wouldn’t want you catching on fire. Again.” She gave him a warning look. She tried to inch her way closer, but it seemed the members of the crew before them had a good idea.

The one woman, Miss Kingston if the Egyptian man was to be believed, seemed to have a knack and an idea of what to do. ”I don’t mean to intrude as I am sure you are capable, but I pride myself on my own puzzle solving abilities. Perhaps if we put our heads together we can figure it out?” And the sooner the better, in her opinion. The haze wasn’t leaving, and the smell was worse, if anything. Though that could be getting to her head.

The other woman with them let out a curse word, but one she had grown accustomed to in New York. And any sane person may have looked at her and listened to her story and thought of her as nuts. Crazy? Psychics aren’t real and neither are monsters. But Faye knew better. She knew the danger of crossing the other unknown. ”The smell is from this…monster then? That means….oh goodness. Yes, we should leave now! Even if it isn’t that, it could be something worse.”


Faith Masters


Location: New York City (1943)
Skills: N/A



Faith listened intently as Siduri spoke on the various creatures. It was hard to believe a Walker in her time was different here. Since the Walkers she experienced were thoughtless organics whose sole purpose was to consume and consume more. Apparently here they held jobs like bartending. She hadn’t put two and two together yet, but perhaps she had seen a zombie before and didn’t think anything of it. The other creatures were stuff of storybooks, but perhaps that made sense. If things like them were real, then it made those stories nonfiction, or perhaps fiction but with some truth to them.

She had a lot of questions, but didn’t know how to address them. ”This is a lot to take in. A PowerPoint lecture would be beneficial, I feel. I suppose experience is the best teacher.” In fact, this whole anti-human/pro-human faction was the tip. But she did have one. ”Sorcerers? Like magic users? And they use guns? Fucking awesome!” She covered her mouth. ”Sorry! Blending in again.”

They came upon an alley and Siduri stopped. She said concrete or something and a man appeared. Though that wasn’t true, was it. It looked like a man, save for the black dimensions where his eyes should be. Otherwise, he would have been handsome. Faith would have a go with it had she not been briefed of the creatures that walked the night already. Upon introductions, Faith nodded her head. ”Sup? I mean, hello sir.” She just said sup to a god. No biggie.
Debutante Blush
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Location: The Attic
Skills: N/A
Hit Points: 4
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Blush was at least able to put a face to the voice now, and she was not surprised at who was complaining about their eventual escape from this cold death. ”Let us leave this room and decide from there what our next course of action is, yes? Makes the most sense, in my opinion.” Feeling along the door, she managed to find the lock. It didn’t feel particularly sway worthy, and she had no lockpicking experience to speak of. Perhaps one of her companions had. She would not put it past this lot to have some barbaric actions in their repertoire.

She also managed to find the hinges on the door. These seemed weaker and more likely to break. If they could not pick the lock, perhaps forcing the door would be better. ”Well, if one makes their way over here, I found the lock. It can be picked, but I imagine the effort will be tough. I did also manage to find the hinges of the door and they seem weak. If we had a tool strong enough, with enough force behind it, we may be able to pry them off and get out that way.”

She stood by the door, not wanting to move around too much, less she lose her place in the dark room. She prayed people would act soon. She did not want her final moments to be dying of cold with this lot. Imagine what people would say.


Colette de La Fontaine


Location: Gretna Green - Church
Skills: Language -English



Colette rested herself against the carriage seat as they began to move again. Her anticipation growing now as they moved onward. Soon, they had reached their destination. Maeve offered her exit first and Colette got out, allowing herself a moment to stretch her legs. She glanced around, admiring the sights. Gretna Green was beautiful, in its own way. Though she vastly preferred cities with life, she could see herself as she got older, with a husband and children, moving to a peaceful countryside town and living there.

But that would have to wait. Years most likely. And she had other matters to attend to, such as when Maeve pointed out someone. And Colette finally saw Millicent. She recognized her instantly. Maeve was already walking towards them and Colette followed shortly after, reaching them as they entered the church. Unconcerned with any weapons shown (she had her own in the folds of her dress), she came upon Millicent as she stood next to Maeve. ”Lady Millicent, it is good to see you again. I had help getting here, as you can see and there is much to discuss. Where is Lord Rutherford?” She glanced around, not seeing the man. Instead, she saw a few others she recognized. Wondering why they were here.

Before introductions could begin proper, she heard a guttural, animalistic noise. She noted Millicent reaching for her sword. ”What was that?” It was unlike anything she had heard before. She reached for her own weapon. This trip has been adventurous thus far.


Priya Khurana


Location: Asylum
Skills: N/A



With the ordeal over, they now had to get out of the building. What she hadn’t expected was the superhuman strength Alicia all of a sudden possesses as she picked up Riley and flung her across the gap. ”Jesus…fuck! What the hell…” Before she could sputter more curses and questions, Alicia grabbed her and flung her over too. The macho man latched on to her. She quickly picked herself up and dusted herself off, giving the man a glare that matched his own. Alicia jumped, meeting them there. ”What the hell are you?”

She leaned down a bit, but Alicia had a panicked look in her eyes. And she mentioned something. A word Priya had never heard before. Destruere. Before Priya could ask the obvious question of what the hell that meant, there was a loud cry. Like that of an animal, but one you heard of in a horror movie, which matched the theme of today’s events. ”The hell was that now?” But the others seemed hell bent on leaving and she wouldn’t lie and say she hadn’t thought that too. She followed suit, pacing herself behind them.

”We came here looking for a serial killer, but something tells me whatever the hell that was is not her. What was that and what is a Destruere? I think I should know what I am running for my life from.”


Allison Andrewss


Location: The Palace (Outfit)
Skills: N/A


Allison had followed Oshea as they arrived at the Palace. She had butterflies in her stomach, deciding on what she should do. She ran the risk of her own demise if she stopped the execution herself, but there was no way she was going to sit there and watch people die. Not when their only crime was being human and trying to stop whatever this was.

Perhaps Guin had some points. Mutants were not treated kindly in the other reality, that much was true. And she knew if Magneto had his way, this would happen in that reality. But that was not her ideal. Not her goal. This was not why she joined the X-Men. She wanted co-existence. Humans and Mutants alike working together. She knew they were not anywhere near close to that happening, but she also knew that they were not close to this reality also. So she would keep trying to figure out how to return things to how they were. For better or worse, it was their reality. Their home.

As she sat down, she saw Wanda. Or she guessed it was Princess Wanda. As she made her way over and sat down next to the girl, Allison was hit with a vision. She witnessed the events in the next few moments. What would really occur during the execution? If her vision was true, she had precious few minutes to do anything. She glanced at Wanda again, knowing how her vision connected a few dots. Princess Wanda. Good to see you. Have you been well?" Pleasantries over, she leaned over to whisper to Oshea. "Oshea, love, I have to tell you something and you have to promise me you'll listen with an open mind. I just had a vision. In the next couple of minutes, this execution is going to be stopped by a group. Whatever is going on here is not real. I won't force you, but I need for you not to fight back against them. If you want to aid in getting innocents to safety, that is fine. I will explain everything when we have more time, but I am being serious and trusting you to do what I know you know is the right decision." She pecked him on the cheek and leaned back, waiting for Wanda's response and the eventual future to come.



Tinley Abercrombie


Location: Human Resistance HQ
Skills: N/A


Tinley was not used to being in a position where she was not the one giving orders, but this was new territory for her. She knew she had to help though. If what she had read and understood about this reality, they would be saving lives and, hopefully, finding out who put them all here and for what purpose. The teams having been, more or less, assembled, she glanced over at Max. The boy seemed to have leadership tendencies, though she had thought he had joined this group recently too.

"Not to step on toes, but wouldn't it make more sense to have Max, or Magic the Gathering as you say, on the stealth team? He has portal magic that could help, plus he has seen inside the dungeon. Just a suggestion though. As long as we have balanced, strong teams that's all that matters." She followed the others on her team to their vehicle.

She got in and settled herself amongst her new team. It was weird, but it still felt good, like SHIELD. She missed it. She never thought she would be away and now that she was, it was like a small hole had been taken out. The Red Guard didn't compare. Hell, she hoped they were there at the mansion so she could show what an Inhuman can do.



Anastasia Reinhardt


Location: Thieves Guild Jet -> In the Sky!
Skills: N/A


Ana ignored the fact Mary had not addressed her. In fact, it was probably for the best since Ana didn't really care if the girl was ok with it or not. She had every intention of "losing" her and going off on her own anyway. And if she couldn't do that, then it wouldn't disrupt anything. After all, her main goal was that crown. If it was as described, it was a powerful object and one she didn't intend on selling to the highest bidder. As much as she wished for a lavish lifestyle of her very own, she knew it was a matter of time before that happened. She just had to be patient.

Ana clapped giddily, hearing about their exit from the plane. "Oh what a rush! I've always wanted to do this." She quickly grabbed a parachute and put it on as a few others jumped. She saw Casper push his brother out of a plane, Jack being VERY resistant to it. She chuckled. "Nice one, cherie. Well, let's get to it." She ran off the end and jumped, feeling the wind blow through her hair as she fell to the ground with the others. As she got lower, the pulled the cord and drifted lightly to the ground, maneuvering towards the others. After landing, she took off her chute and tossed it to the side. "I agree. That was a hell of a way to enter my first heist."


Desdemona Pemberton

Location: Camp Half-Blood - F1 -> F3



Mona wouldn't admit it to anyone, but she was strangely excited for this game. She knew it would not be normal capture the flag. Weapons and armor used, powers flying about. She was looking forward to seeing if she had her own powers to use. Granted, they didn't seem like combat powers, but perhaps they would be useful in other ways.

She charged forward, allowing Theresa to follow her. "I may not have ever gone here, but I take it they won't be guarding their flag with just bodies. So maybe scouting ahead to see what their defenses are like would be best. This isn't my realm of expertise though so if you have any ideas, please feel free to share."

She also hated nature and forests, but oddly did not care that she was now running around in one. This camp might actually be kind of cool.
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