Could be much worse. Thankfully HeySeuss was alerted. I should have known better than not to report what was going on. I had the feeling I should have, but I ignored it. At least it was resolved and.. no one got in too much trouble.
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STATUS: Decided to watch Blue Exorcist. Either its really sad or I'm a cry baby, because I'm sobbing every other episode. 10 yrs ago
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Decided to watch Blue Exorcist. Either its really sad or I'm a cry baby, because I'm sobbing every other episode.
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10 yrs ago
Don't be a salad!
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10 yrs ago
Damn it, Zaga! COME BACK!
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10 yrs ago
"You are free to sever the chains of fate that bind you..."
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10 yrs ago
I am so fucking annoyed. Recommended: do not bother me until further notice.
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Hey peoples, I am Syndle. I am friendly most of the time, but will defend my friends with a fiery vengeance if someone messes with them.
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@Strawberry425
Ah, good. Proof!
I've been busy with my niece. No time to look it up. o.o
@xXBalloonsXx
Just because someone yells at you and you feel like crap doesn't mean you resort to suicide. My sister has a slipped herniated disk in her neck and she goes to work, gets yelled at, helps old people get up and stuff, and she is pregnant. You think a headache is bad? Try having one that never ends.
I get yelled at all the time too. I dont think about suicide because I know its just them trying to do what they think is right. We are only trying to help you.
Ah, good. Proof!
I've been busy with my niece. No time to look it up. o.o
@xXBalloonsXx
Just because someone yells at you and you feel like crap doesn't mean you resort to suicide. My sister has a slipped herniated disk in her neck and she goes to work, gets yelled at, helps old people get up and stuff, and she is pregnant. You think a headache is bad? Try having one that never ends.
I get yelled at all the time too. I dont think about suicide because I know its just them trying to do what they think is right. We are only trying to help you.
@Strawberry425
That woman isnt the artist. She gives credit to the wallpapers website. As far as I can tell, we dont really know who the original artist is.
That woman isnt the artist. She gives credit to the wallpapers website. As far as I can tell, we dont really know who the original artist is.
I'm sorry for insulting you, Balloons. You told me you updated your page regularly. If it is true that this is your art, then yes. I am sorry. I was only trying to end the argument that shouldn't have happened.
And all you need to do is PM a mod and ask them to delete all the posts from when the argument started. No need to close the thread.
And Blizz, if you feel like you are going to say something that is not.. appropriate, then its best to just let those feelings pass. If you say things like that, you will make someone curious they will ask you to say it, and then you might get in trouble.
And all you need to do is PM a mod and ask them to delete all the posts from when the argument started. No need to close the thread.
And Blizz, if you feel like you are going to say something that is not.. appropriate, then its best to just let those feelings pass. If you say things like that, you will make someone curious they will ask you to say it, and then you might get in trouble.
@LetMeDoStuff
Its all good. I would be stressed out too, arguing with a brick wall. I'm.. still nowhere near done with my other two posts.
Its all good. I would be stressed out too, arguing with a brick wall. I'm.. still nowhere near done with my other two posts.
@LetMeDoStuff
Be nice.
@Blizz
I was attempting to end an argument that should not have spilled all over this thread.
*whaps Letmedostuff lightly with a rolled up newspaper*
If you had read what I said, I mentioned that I disagreed with his tactics. Now, kiss and make up so this can be laid to rest.
Be nice.
@Blizz
I was attempting to end an argument that should not have spilled all over this thread.
*whaps Letmedostuff lightly with a rolled up newspaper*
If you had read what I said, I mentioned that I disagreed with his tactics. Now, kiss and make up so this can be laid to rest.
Alright guys, calm your cheese.
For one, the correct term is plagiarism. Which, if she is doing, will effectively ruin her reputation on the guild. No one here claims the art they use as heir own and doing so is frowned upon.
Two, I have to agree with Letmedostuff. Ive seen her DA account and nothing she has on there is anywhere near this good. No saying she won't achieve that kind of skills, or anything. I do believe he went about it the wrong way, but there is a high probability of her not creating that piece of art.
For one, the correct term is plagiarism. Which, if she is doing, will effectively ruin her reputation on the guild. No one here claims the art they use as heir own and doing so is frowned upon.
Two, I have to agree with Letmedostuff. Ive seen her DA account and nothing she has on there is anywhere near this good. No saying she won't achieve that kind of skills, or anything. I do believe he went about it the wrong way, but there is a high probability of her not creating that piece of art.
I need to finish up my posts.. I have a paragraph in each and havent worked on them since. Blerg. >.<
EDIT: One down, two to go!
EDIT: One down, two to go!
Kest listened to the chatter of the guests. When the last one finally entered, the man looked directly at him and basically summed up what each other the servants wished they could say. He knew they all want to scream at them to leave. To tell them what would happen if they stayed.. but once they were here, there was no escape.
"Simple superstition. There is nothing to be feared here." the lie was spoken like water on rocks. Kest knew what would happen if he made any suggestion that something could be amiss. If any of them did. It was best to just let the pieces fall where they may and...
Kest lost his train of thought after a strange scent hit him. It was the tang of metal. It wasn't like the soft bitterness of the silver, this is a harsh steel. It made him wrinkle his nose. His brows drew together and his eyes looked sharply at the man.
"Sir, you were asked to keep your personal weapons in your room."
As if in response to Kest's words, the house moaned, creaking as it shuddered. To any normal person, it would be the sound a tall wooden building makes as it bows in the wind. The servants knew this was not the case. Kest looked around, fully aware that the mansion was changing. He didn't know how it worked, but now he was never going to hear the end of it!
'Butler, my dresser use to be across from my bed and now its next to the window.'
'Butler, someones been stealing my shoes.'
'Butler, I can't find my room.' Or, his personal favorite:
'Wasn't that suit of armor over there yesterday?'
The butler rolled his eyes and wondered what complaints he would get now. He could be like Damien, scare the guests away with his big gruffness. He had always wanted to trade places with his buff companion, but was sure Damien wouldn't enjoy it. Kest put on his best smile and waved his hand in a dismissive manner.
"Its just the wind."
"Simple superstition. There is nothing to be feared here." the lie was spoken like water on rocks. Kest knew what would happen if he made any suggestion that something could be amiss. If any of them did. It was best to just let the pieces fall where they may and...
Kest lost his train of thought after a strange scent hit him. It was the tang of metal. It wasn't like the soft bitterness of the silver, this is a harsh steel. It made him wrinkle his nose. His brows drew together and his eyes looked sharply at the man.
"Sir, you were asked to keep your personal weapons in your room."
As if in response to Kest's words, the house moaned, creaking as it shuddered. To any normal person, it would be the sound a tall wooden building makes as it bows in the wind. The servants knew this was not the case. Kest looked around, fully aware that the mansion was changing. He didn't know how it worked, but now he was never going to hear the end of it!
'Butler, my dresser use to be across from my bed and now its next to the window.'
'Butler, someones been stealing my shoes.'
'Butler, I can't find my room.' Or, his personal favorite:
'Wasn't that suit of armor over there yesterday?'
The butler rolled his eyes and wondered what complaints he would get now. He could be like Damien, scare the guests away with his big gruffness. He had always wanted to trade places with his buff companion, but was sure Damien wouldn't enjoy it. Kest put on his best smile and waved his hand in a dismissive manner.
"Its just the wind."
Alright, my next post will be tomorrow. If anyone has anything they want to post before we really get started, I suggest you do it before noon my time. That is in fifteen hours.
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