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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.."

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Most Recent Posts



Tinley Abercrombie


Location: Hub: The Hangar
Skills: Mind Control



Tinley's thoughts raced. She wanted to contest. She wanted to lash out. She had done all she could, led the team to the best of her ability. But it went south and that was on her. She knew it. Every instinct inside of her told her she should have sent a message out. She thought better than to do it, thinking she could handle it. She would defend her actions, sure. She knew she was a good leader, even if it didn't seem like it to the others.

Explosions rocked the room, sending everything into a tizzy. Perhaps it was her injury, perhaps it was the blast, but Tinley blacked out a bit. Striving for consciousness, she opened her eyes and felt the heat, seeing herself surrounded by fire. She began to get up, feeling her leg ache in pain. She was in no position to go anywhere. Was this how she died?

Apparently not as Matt came to her rescue. "Agent Moss. Remind me to hug you when we get through all this." She began to shift herself off her makeshift bed when she heard a voice. Cass, wheelchair-bound, was facing off against some woman she didn't recognize, speaking about some woman. Tinley felt some energy kick in, but Cass had already beaten her to the punch. With the woman now disarmed, Tinley tried to enter her mind to get her to spill if she was the bomber. Tinley, however, could not get through, chalking it up to her injury. Still. "Even injured, we could kick your ass around this room all day, but let's start with introductions. Who are you, why are you here, and did you just try to blow us all up?"

Tinley had checked the room, with no sign of Hill. She'd worry about her later. Tinley glanced at Cass. "Agent Reed, Hill was about to promote you to team lead, so what better start than now? How do you want to go about this?"



Tempest Renroir


Location: Hub: Virology Lab
Skills: Healing Manipulation



Tempest was not a nurse or a doctor, she just could heal. She had been able to since a young age though that was not where her interests were. However, she had been called, on occasion, to heal others and provide treatment so she had expected push back from Sparky. No one liked sitting still, especially when they knew that others were in trouble. But even then, Sparky would end up killing herself to get Raynor back and what good would that do either of them? She was a bit jealous of their love, considering her own efforts weren't recognized. And then Novikova came in to remind her of her and Maria's relationship and how fucking cute that was. And then Novi dropped the bombshell.

And then all hell broke loose as the building rocked from literal bombshells. Explosions. They were under attack. "That just figures." Really, she couldn't remember a time they weren't under attack by something. Cass, having been placed in a wheelchair, zoomed off with Matt to go see about Hill and Tinley and all them. Flynn went to go check out the explosions, leaving her, Niah, Bonnie, and Sparky. And Goose. Couldn't forget Goose. Sparky was looking worse, so Tempest ran over to check on her. Tempest used her healing to fill Sparky back up. Color returned to the girl's face and she would feel better. Not for long though. "There, that'll get you moving, at least."

Tempest really didn't address the elephant in the room, but she knew she would have to. Oliver was the son they were looking for. That was a gut punch if she ever heard it. She didn't know what Oliver was going through, but there would be time to process that later. Tempest ran over to Oliver, taking him by the shoulders and looking him in the face. "Oliver, I need you to focus. We don't know what happened and we have a bunch of kick-ass people working here. It would take more than an explosion to kill them all. But we need to get to the panic room now if we have any hope of ensuring we all survive." She then gripped his hand, prepared to drag him if needed. She glanced at Bonnie, "Let's get going."



Pandora Quill


Location: Wichita, Kansas - Trailhead -> Ranger Station
Skills: Deception





Pandora could see what her mother's intention was, but as Pandora had stated, she was going about it the wrong way. She didn't feel it likely the two girls would join their cause, especially having lied to them in the first place. Whatever her mother's intention was, it was clear it was becoming desperate. Merlin was gathering the children to protect them from her mother, surely. It would take more than a convincing word to get them to switch sides.

If that was even possible. As they approached the ranger station, Pandora wondered what was the plan now. Her mother continued to leave her in the dark. Did this call for more lies? “Once they leave the building I’ll put a spell on both of them, and make them come with us, unless you have any other suggestions?” Pandora admitted to herself she didn't. They tried diplomacy once and it didn't work. "I'll provide back-up in case it doesn't work, but I don't think conversation will get it done, right now."


Georgina Locke




Location: Carriage Two -> Dumbledore's Office
Magic: N/A



Georgina let Mary's apology hang there. Did she blame Mary for her views? Not really. Georgina had thought them herself. She wasn't mad, so much as she was upset overall. She shook herself back to the present and smiled at her friend. "Bygones." Mary had also extolled her sympathy at having seen the thestrals. Georgina thought back if she ever learned about them and she was sure she hadn't. She could hardly blame her professors. It was a depressing bit of information. After all, she had just seen someone die.

The carriage ride had gone smoothly as her friendship had been restored. Once they arrived, Georgina followed the others towards Dumbledore's office, her mind racing at the possibilities of what was going to happen. Surely they weren't in trouble, were they? Was she about to be rebuked for her efforts on the train? Was she about to be interrogated for her connection to Callum? Were the others to be punished for trying to protect themselves? Surely not. Dumbledore was many things, but unfair was not one of them. She followed, even if Paige was leading. Uncertainty arose inside herself.

Once atop, after the password was given (and she grew a desire to have some apple whip now), they stepped inside. Georgina glanced at the phoenix, a glorious creature before Dumbledore appeared. Once he was out, he had explained himself and his desire for the group he called together. Georgina listened intently as Dumbledore spoke about what he wanted each of them to do. Her mind grew with questions, but the others had tackled them. Classes would still be attended, nothing changed about that. And, she had to admit to herself, she blushed a bit at Dumbledore's compliment towards her. It was nice her efforts had been not only noticed but praised.

There was little thought, oddly enough, as to what her response would be. "I think this is an amazing opportunity I would be silly to turn down. I'd like to join, Headmaster."


Belladonna


Location: Hobo Camp
Skills: N/A


Bella had already made the decision that the Sisterhood would perish, she didn't need convincing otherwise, but it was interesting that those with her had differing opinions. To think how life would be different if she hadn't been raised to kill without question. To have a "normal" upbringing, if one could call it that. She wasn't normal by any stretch of the word. Arthur made his opinion known and Bella could hardly blame him for wanting justice. Wasn't she the same?

Watts had made his opinion known also, screaming about how if thy aged Andrew up it was possible his brain injuries would catch up and be worse for him, but the alternative was also damning. Letting Andrew grow up normally meant that he would have to do it all over again, even if he didn't remember. Shouldn't that be a decision he made himself? She felt...something for Watts. Pity? Sadness? She wasn't quite sure, but she wanted to both shake him and hug him. And she was NOT a hugger.

Still, all would be for naught if they didn't do anything. "We'll have to use what we have at our disposal then. I suggest a frontal assault since the bombs would make our presence known if they aren't already prepared. I'll guard the rear, in any case." She was not a demolition expert. She would let the others tackle that. She would just stop anyone who tried to prevent them.


Allison Andrews and Sara Grey


Location: The Reception
Skills: N/A



Allison, drink in hand, glanced over at Guin and Pietro as a small crowd surrounded them. She wanted to go and check on Guin herself, but she figured there were enough people surrounding her, and she didn't want to add to anything. There was plenty of time during the night to check on the blushing bride. Or bawling bride as it appeared to be. Allison had not seen Guin let out so many tears before. Allison was a crier, but Guin was usually more stoic. Guess weddings made almost everyone a romantic.

Sara checked Wanda and the red being with her as Neil pointed them out. She did a double-take, as she figured Neil was right. She had made sure she was close to Neil, knowing the guy was not comfortable with lots of people around him. He was putting on a brave front, and she wondered if it was for Guin or for her. Or both, perhaps. "It does look like that, yes. I wonder what his deal is. Wonder what her deal is also." Sara wasn't surprised to see Wanda here, even though she had caused problems in the past. Didn't everyone deserve redemption?

Allison spun as she heard her name called and saw Mira striding forward, looking beautiful. "Hey Mira! Enjoying the reception?" Mira and her hadn't talked too much before, but Allison felt bad at how things played out during Guin's bachelorette party and Allison aimed to make it up to her. "I'm a straight-up mess of emotions if I am being honest. Weddings always get to me, but it's worse when you know and care about the people. You should see me watching proposal videos on YouTube. I'm a wreck." She giggled a bit.

Mira then pointed out Thor and Allison turned to look at the Asgardian. Mira was right, Thor was looking particularly dour right now with his hammer in front of him. "You're right. He doesn't look like he's in a party mood. Perhaps it has to do with his hammer thingy?" Sara had noticed him too. "What's his deal, do you reckon?" she asked Neil. Allison wondered what was up. "Should we go check on him? Everyone should be up in spirits." That and Allison wanted to talk to Thor a bit too. Her obsession with Iron Man died out as she got to know him better through Guin, but that did not mean she still didn't have her girlish dreams about the other Avengers.


Tinley Abercrombie


Location: Hub: The Hangar
Skills: N/A



Tinley expected to be chewed out. Hell, she had been chewing herself out ever since they landed on the planet, so getting it from Hill was no surprise. As everyone vacated, she was prepared to take her thrashing when Oliver popped out of the hanger, looking sheepish. She glared at him as he made his way out. She would deal with that later. For now, her attention remained on Hill as she stated her case. Once she was done, Tinley responded.

"Your concerns are noted, Director Hill. I'll start by saying that I am thankful for the promotion even if it got you heat for it. That said, I believe I acted at the moment with the best I could offer. When we landed, we found the Inhuman royalty was unhelpful to our cause. They were responsible for it because a being named Thanos was coming with his Black Order and they wanted their people, Inhumans, to be ready to fight. They did not care for other life on Earth. In order to receive their aid, we were tasked with taking out the Black Order and getting Mr. di Angelo out of prison. I apologize for not relaying that to you, but I believed we needed to complete the mission quickly if we had any hope of helping those with the sickness."

"We went off on the mission where we were attacked by the Black Order. It was then that the guards of the prison were slaughtered by Thanos' fighters. The landmark being destroyed was a casualty that could not be helped. Doctor Strange appeared to help our people with their illness. He aided Agent Reed and was able to help us help Agent Sparks. As for Raynor, it was discovered by Tempest after Raynor was attacked that he was a Skrull. Once that was discovered, we completed the mission and returned here with Thane."

"I'd like to state that the crew did an incredible job handling themselves through it all. They took on the Black Order with gusto. Moving forward, we still need to ensure Thane's safety as Thanos is looking for him. The Inhuman royalty promised aid, but I do not trust them."
Tinley left out Oliver's idiocy and Flynn's insubordination. There was no need to throw them under the bus.



Tempest Renroir


Location: Hub: Virology Lab
Skills: Healing Manipulation



Tempest smiled at Niah, who had finally acknowledged her. Tempest chalked it up to Niah being busy, what with everyone now in there. "We'll hug once we save everyone. As per usual." Tempest was given her orders, but Matt, being the good guy he is, wanted Bonnie to be checked on first. "With all due respect Matt, don't tell me how to do my job. I will heal any and all." She did heal Bonnie first, making sure the girl's ankle was taken care of so she could walk. Matt was next, but she struggled a bit at first. Eventually, she managed to mend his wrist.

Sparky was adamant in her search for Raynor and Tempest could hardly blame her. But even then, she was in no state to be taking on such heroics. "You won't be any good to him if you are dead, Sparky. And you do not need to handle it alone. You have a whole team here who I am sure would be willing to help find Raynor. He's part of us, after all. But you need to be checked and healed before that happens. Doctor's orders, or whatever."


Georgina Locke




Location: Bottom Front -> Carriage Two
Magic: N/A



Georgina felt herself pulled back by Penny before Hagrid fumbled forward, nearly crushing her. "Thanks Penny," she got out before she returned her attention to Hagrid, who was being so sweet. "It was on the train. We can talk more about it when I come visit you then Hagrid." He had invited her to his hut, which was special in and of itself and it made her feel better. What made her feel even better was, at the stop, Mary offered to help. She missed her friends, even if for a brief moment. "Cheers Mary. I'd appreciate it."

She started to get her stuff in order when she heard her name, amongst others, as McGonagall called out to them. What could Dumbledore want with all of them and why them specifically? Did it have to do with the Death Eater attack on the train? She was concerned and, if she were being honest, a bit excited.

She stepped off the bus and made her way to the carriages when she noticed a peculiar sight. Rather than the normal carriages, pulled by pure magic, instead the carriages were pulled by some beast. She had never seen them before. All she could do was stare as she made her way to the carriages. She almost missed Mary telling them Paige went in the first one. That would have been a horrible ride. She stepped up into the carriage and sat down, aware that her friends were probably upset with her. "I needed a minute alone, but I apologize. Anyway, what's with the beasts pulling our carriages now? Did they just get them in?"


Belladonna


Location: Hobo Camp
Skills: N/A


Bella was all for tackling the Sisterhood immediately. It didn't matter if she was in her child's body or not. She could take them on easily, but it was the others that she was concerned about. Especially Arthur, who was vehement in his regard to them. She wasn't opposed to killing them, but he took it a step beyond. That anger, she recognized. It was what fueled her when she first started, when she first took a life. Now, it was settled.

She was also concerned about the people here. The innocents who didn't deserve the life fate dished out for them. "I suggest we tackle the problem immediately. The sooner we do, the sooner the problem gets solved. Whether I am in this body or not, I can do what needs to be done." That moment sunk in, that as a child she was a killer, trained to be one and deprived of a childhood. Did she miss it? No. But then again, what did she have to compare it to?


Allison Andrews and Sara Grey


Location: Guin and Pietro's Wedding
Skills: N/A



The wedding was absolutely beautiful. It fit what Allison knew about Guin and she hoped Guin felt important on her big day. When she was asked to be a bridesmaid, Allison did not hesitate in her response. She had gotten closer to Guin over the years and seeing her and Pietro fall in love was inspiring. She only wished Oshea and herself could be as happy as those two were. Allison fought off tears through the entire ceremony. What would it look like if one of Guin's bridesmaids was a bawling mess on stage?

Sara had enjoyed the proceedings. She had dressed up in a striped suit as she was never fond of dresses. As rocky as she felt about the two's relationship, even she had to admit it was nice to see two people who were in love tie the knot. She had never given too much thought about marriage. Most young girls spent time planning their future wedding. She never had that luxury.

Once all was done and the reception started, Allison excused herself into the restroom to touch herself up. She tried, dammit, to not cry, but weddings did it for her. She looked herself in the mirror. The dress picked out was gorgeous, but she would have rocked an ugly dress if Guin wanted. She thought about texting Oshea. She was so full of love and she needed to let it out to someone and Guin wasn't around at the moment. She opted not to do so and exited the restroom and made her way to get herself a drink.

Sara, meanwhile, sat observing it all. The music slapped for sure, but then again, was it a surprise? The wedding and reception was decked out. Hell, they got Thor to officiate and that said a lot. It made her feel tense and she didn't know why. Did she want all of this? Ever? And then thoughts of the future poured in and she immediately pushed them out. No sense in thinking about that tonight. It was time to let loose and party. They deserved it, after all.


Tinley Abercrombie


Location: Hub: The Hangar
Skills: N/A



Once out of the ship, she heard the tell-tale voice of Hill and she sounded pissed. Tinley could hardly blame her. The mission had gone quickly downhill ever since they landed. With Oliver opening the door and causing people to be sick, with the Royal family being heavily involved in the overall pandemic, with their task of finding Thane and taking on the Black Order ending in multiple injuries. But what mission of theirs ever went right.

She felt pain, having the semi-adrenaline boost wear off as she exited. In fact, she fell to the ground. Thankfully, they had a floating stretcher for her that she got on. Her leg hurt like a bitch, but it was nothing compared to what the others who were sick were feeling. Her leg would heal with help, but she wanted to check on them. But first, it seemed, she would have to be chewed out.

And chewed out she would accept. She was the leader and her team's mistakes were hers just as much as their triumphs were. She wouldn't throw any of them under the bus. Even if she felt Flynn would serve better elsewhere after learning to adjust his attitude, he still served the team well. She could appreciate that. She didn't let (or tried not to) personal feelings cloud her judgment.

She sat up as best she could on the stretcher. "Director Hill." She left it at that. No point joking about it or asking what she wanted to talk about. Tinley already knew.



Tempest Renroir


Location: Hub: Virology Lab
Skills: Healing Manipulation



Tempest followed the others into the Virology lab, checking on Sparky as she did so. She ignored the fact that Niah ignored her presence as it was more important that Sparky get help quickly and with Cass being the cure, it only served to see if it worked. Could they find a cure for everyone then? And would that put a toll on Cass? Sparky seemed out of it and more worried to get out of there. Most likely to find Raynor. Tempest kind of hated herself for figuring that out. It only seemed to make matters worse.

Tempest used her healing manipulation to help stabilize Sparky. The girl seemed fine before it, but she couldn't be too sure. "Sparky, you need to get treated. You won't help anyone, least of all Raynor, if you die from this. Let us help you and we'll find him together." Even then, Tempest knew that simple words wouldn't alleviate the concern. She could hardly blame Sparky for feeling like this. Cass seemed more than ready to get started. She would remain in case things got dicey.
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