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reagan olivia mccall
 Posted: Dec 20 2017, 03:45 PM
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reagan olivia mccall

the evil queen from snow white

age:

36

pronouns:

she/her

sexuality:

bisexual

face claim:

eva green

occupation:

magazine editor

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reagan mccall
I
Happiness did not come easily or often for people like Reagan. Though her entire existence was a nonstop quest for perfection, no victory ever granted her long-term satisfaction. She was bored with everyone around her and occasionally bored with herself. The only cure for prolonged boredom was knowledge. A straight A student, Reagan thoroughly enjoyed her time at school. She disliked thinking of the far off future and preferred focusing on the here-and-now. If she was in the moment she could find ways to entertain herself. Thinking of the future was tedious.

This quest for fulfillment had a body count, but Reagan wasn't keeping track of her emotionally devastated victims. People meant nothing. They were a means to an end. Playthings. Just for a fleeting moment of fun. Her fleeting chances at happiness were most often found in her accomplishments, not her relationships, so she saw no reason to take relationships seriously. There were a trail of broken hearts and enemies leading from her past to her present. Once someone was no longer useful Reagan threw them away, forgot about them, and never contacted them again.

One such victim was Sarah, her first husband's teenage daughter. The girl was an absolute nightmare from the start. She was sweet and clung to innocence while Reagan was harsh and experienced. They never had a chance at a happy ending together. When things become "me vs. you," the story gets complicated. Sarah ignored Reagan and kept her father's favor, which drew a wedge between Reagan and her husband. There was an insurmountable gap Reagan could not hope to overcome without Sarah's friendship or absence. She chose the latter. Reagan spent every day framing Sarah for small misdeeds around the house until Sarah's father was concerned and furious. He took his new wife's advice and sent Sarah to a Catholic boarding school where she might learn discipline.

After Sarah was gone, the chaos stopped. His house was once again spotless and quiet, which only furthered his belief that his daughter took his late wife's passing too hard. It also gave Reagan the intimacy she craved with her husband. Until she grew bored of him and filed for a divorce, taking half of his money in the process. Not that the ambitious thirty-year-old needed any extra cash with her lengthy educational background and impressive career.

II.

The only people who remained in her life for longer than a few years were her parents who funded her adult educational endeavors. The McCall family owned multiple businesses in the California area that generated a handsome sum of money. Reagan was not above using her parents' wealth for personal gain with no plans to repay them. Her mother all but encouraged this behavior with the mantra, "this is an investment in your future. I know you'll be worth a lot of money one day." Money: it mattered a great deal in this world. With money came a power the McCall family craved.

The greatest ambition of Reagan's life was to become the owner of a successful company. Her world revolved around her ambitions; she was a slave to their needs. Starting a company would give her a corner of the world that was hers and hers alone. She went through her school years knowing she had a long way to go until any end was in sight. Not only did she want her high school diploma, but also a bachelor's and master's degree. Stopping after a master's was less of a choice and more of a necessity. If Reagan had it her way, she would have a doctorate in something. However, her parents' money was not bottomless and she contented herself with a bachelors in communications paired with a masters in marketing.

Like all slaves of ambition, nothing she accomplished was ever enough. She needed to be the best at everything she did. If she couldn't be the best, why bother at all? This self criticism was perhaps her biggest flaw, a fatal flaw. Such fatality was proven in her late twenties when she passed out at her desk during a particularly stressful work day. The doctors suggested she take a little break, go on a vacation, get away. Luckily, this particular emergency room visit was written off as a fluke. Simply too much stress, they said, but next time it could be a heart attack. Still, Reagan never gave herself a break. Because a break meant derailing her life plan, which was not an option.

Age twenty-one: bachelor's degree obtained. Start an entry level job as an editor. Age twenty-four: master's degree completed. Cue a big promotion, a raise, and more respect in the office. Age twenty-six: start a company using the connections and experiences forged in the editing industry. Age twenty-eight: buy a big house in the right part of town. Age thirty: get married, have kids. Or don't. Either way, the company should be thriving by now. Age thirty-five: sit back and admire the empire you built. Her magazine website was big. Perhaps not Allure level big, but big enough that people usually knew who she was. Big enough that she was sometimes stopped on the street, asked for autographs occasionally, and invited to the odd high profile events. Big enough that she was almost happy. Happiness, however, was still elusive. The magazine had to do better. It had to be the absolute best. And one day, it would be.

III
She had a reputation around town. The witch, they called her. Some people were a bit more crass with the nickname than others. Reagan loved her nickname, truth be told. Ever since she was a little girl she wondered what was wrong with her. Other people's emotions meant nothing to her and she did not often feel emotions of her own. The two she got in touch with regularly were jealousy or anger. Otherwise, Reagan was disconnected from the emotional side of herself. Frankly, she was hesitant to know why she was the way she was. She seldom thought about her apathetic nature to save herself the stress. Regardless of the reasons, Reagan did not care about other people. She was the center of her universe and everyone else was a pawn in her drawn out chess game.

Aside from the stressors at work, age gave Reagan another reason to get angry. She spent hours in the mirror every day examining each wrinkle on her aging skin. Thirty-six was not old, but it was not young either. as the editor of a magazine, she was faced with some of the most beautiful women in the world on a daily basis. Reading over the pages and choosing which photos fit best always threw her into a fit. It wasn't fair, she thought, that other people were winning the genetic lottery when she tried so hard every day. Her house had an entire room devoted to skincare, haircare, and makeup products. Like everything else in her life, nothing she did in this department was enough.

The wrinkles were deepening every day. It became harder and harder to keep the weight off. She swore her nose was growing right before her eyes. By now, her plastic surgeon was on speed dial. Keep looking young and beautiful. Every catcall is a blessing. Men are falling at your feet. But it is not enough. It will never be enough. Someone is always a little bit thinner, a little bit bustier, a little bit younger, a little bit better...

Therapy was out of the question. Weak people went to therapy. People who could not handle their own problems. Reagan was not one of those people. She got through it the way she got through everything: sex and fancy wine. Like in the business world, she was the boss in the bedroom. What an easy way to blow off steam, she thought, whenever she found a willing partner. None of them had the privilege of staying the night, of course. There was a fine line between sex and intimacy. Now, the alcohol was a "problem," the rational part of Reagan's mind warned her. Yet a failing liver was on the lower end of her list of concerns. There were more pressing matters at hand. Such as the wrinkles. Or reaching a wider audience with her magazine. Plus, dying young was a glamorous way to go.

IV
There are countless things in this world that we learn to live with. Pain, for one, either physical or emotional. We all have plenty of pain, whether we admit it or not. The pain may be obvious or it may be hidden so deep that even we cannot remember what caused it. Reagan had fragmented pieces inside her ribcage where her heart should be, but why her soul fragmented is a mystery to her. Does knowing change anything at all? What was broken will still be broken. One way or another, you have to live with it. Thrive in spite of it, even.

Reagan had a particular life philosophy when it came to pain: the only way out is through. She was not usually much of a reader, but when she came across that quote in college it stuck. Keep typing until your fingers bleed, she would tell herself. Walk in those heels even if your feet are breaking. Grit your teeth and smile through the migraine. There was no pain in this world that could bring Reagan to her knees.

V
No pain but one: the rejection of a woman she respected. Females could shatter her like glass. Feminine energy intimidated her so much she instinctively avoided females and surrounded herself with men. Unfortunately for Reagan, the majority of her staff shared her genitalia as it was incredibly difficult to find males interested in the fascinating world of internet magazines. In retaliation, her social life consisted only of men. Being the alpha female was a lot less stressful when no other females were present, she thought.

Hatred and love are closer than one would think, however. So, Reagan found herself faced with a problem she had no answer for. What does one successful business woman do when she falls in love with her female employee? Shatter or avoid. No other options came to mind.

Perhaps love was too sappy. What Reagan felt was closer to hatred-- a bubbling mix of jealousy and aggression that made her head spin. Still, something about this woman had Reagan losing sleep at night. This was the closest she had ever felt to another human. Even though the two of them were always separated by a great distance.

We all live with pain. The pressure to be perfect. Losing the battle with old age. Unrequited love. We push these things down and cover them with social graces, coping mechanisms, hobbies... until the pain is no longer the focus of our attention. Until we almost forget it's there. But then, someone reminds us how easily we may shatter. So, we shatter, glue ourselves back into something resembling the whole, and repeat. Until death do us part.

Reagan was never going to shatter again.

evil queen from snow white
occupation: editor-in-chief
pronouns: she/her
birthday: december 25th, 1981
age: thirty-six
face claim: eva green
membergroup: exitium
5 positive traits: intelligent, ambitious, decisive, confident, logical
5 negative traits: narcissistic, obsessive, vain, jealous, sociopathic
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reagan olivia mccall
 Posted: Dec 27 2017, 08:22 PM
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reagan olivia mccall

the evil queen from snow white

age:

36

pronouns:

she/her

sexuality:

bisexual

face claim:

eva green

occupation:

magazine editor

cam is Offline

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finished! Let me know if anything should be changed.
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erin's a superhero!
 Posted: Dec 28 2017, 12:55 AM
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erin's a superhero!

elf from x-men

age:

25

pronouns:

she/her

sexuality:

cat lady

face claim:

storm

occupation:

teleportation

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Cam, you wrote such a convincing Evil Queen! Reagan's app was a delight to read!! Reading what she did to Sarah and how she managed to get her out of her life was a moment when I was like "yessss. evil queen!!" From there, it didn't disappoint. I can't wait to see her around the site and what she does and how she interacts with everyone!!!! Welcome to Fant! Don't forget to make your claims!<3


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