Okay so I’m not from Brooklyn.
But I do have rage.
Let me tell you why.
I belong to an absolutely wonderful HP founders roleplay here on Tumblr. It’s called “The Founding: The Tale Not Yet Written” and was started back in December 2011. It has a close knit community of people and I am happy to be counted among them. We love new people, we love stories and we’re willing to give anyone a chance to join us. In fact, we gave two people that chance and were and are still being repaid in a really disappointing way.
These two people joined, took characters and began to integrate themselves into the community. We have a largely active OOC space which we encouraged them to take part in. This is how we all get to know each other, this is how we do a majority of our plotting and they were told this. They did not partake in this. They played just between the two of them, ignored some of our most basic rules (such as not reblogging links, cleaning up posts, not posting grayboxes as GIFs) and eventually were asked to leave.
We did this not out of malice, merely concern for our community. We felt they hadn’t made an effort. So, leave they did. But instead of being mature, accepting their fate and moving on (when I know for a fact they have other places that suit them…oh say…here?) they did something childish and underhanded. But before I get into that, please let me show you The Founding and its set up.
http://thefounding-rpg.tumblr.com/
Today, our admin found this:
http://thefoundersofhogwartsrp.tumblr.com/
Oh, hm. These look really similar don’t they? That is because the second sitestolefrom the first. And it’s really rather obvious. Those graphics just below the GIFs of the character’s FCs? See those apparently black squigglys? That’s where my admin’s graphics were edited. The layout is the same, the sidebar is the same, hell, the font is the same. The worst part? Even some of the characters are the same. Which means, they werestolen.
Now.
Max. Nicci. I’m going to tell you something. And I want you to read and listen well.
You see this account? It’s still a part of your roleplay. It can still see the dash. This place is dead, my friends have left and I’m still here. I’m still here after I have been passive-agreesively bullied, been accused of being a Mary-Sue, of harassing you guys through anons, of being another person because I tried to stick up for my friend, after OCs have been stolen from other people and just…after a lot.
But you know why I stayed? Because I liked this idea. I like this roleplay. I liked the plots and I had hope that I could still love this place despite all that. I haven’t left even though it’s pretty much dead because of that. Now, I know my word does not mean a lot to you and I know what kind of opinion you have of me. I was really hoping that I could avoid confirming the tentatively bad opinion I was growing.
But no.
You’ve confirmed it. In metal. You are desecrating a truly wonderful place with brilliant, loving people. And I have to ask…why? Are you that monstrous and uncreative that you must steal ideas that are not your own? Are you that hungry and bitchy for drama? If you knewanythingabout me you’d know how patient and forgiving I try to be. But I’m at the end of my rope.
I’m leaving here. I’m not even going to say anything bitchy or encourage people to troll you (though heaven knows you deserve it) because I’m not that kind of person. I could not however let you go after all that’s happened without saying anything. So here it is.
Max and Nicci.
You’re thieves. All hope I had for you is dead.
So. Enjoy your lives. I hope they are good ones! (I say that with honesty. Which I’m sure you won’t believe.) I never want to hear from you again.
The best bit is you won’t even believe anything I say.
narcissaxblack replied to your post: ooc: ;__; This place is dead isn’t it?
I think it could be… :/
So what do we do? :(
Lucy, shivering in the water, couldn’t help but let out a few extra giggles. Goosebumps were appearing all over her body and her lips were turning a slight blue shade. “Yes, you would!” she cried, as she kept on swimming. She felt a little less foggy and more there then before. As she continued to paddle, she leaned forward and swam towards Alana. “Come on let’s swim to the other side of the Lake!!” she cried before giggling, “Last one there has to kiss Avery!” Lucy began paddling away as quickly as she could despite how cold she was.
Though she was surrounded by crisp, cool water, Alana still found that her cheeks were flushed with drunkedness. Letting her slim body float in the water, she relaxed her neck, letting her head tip backwards. There were few clouds in the sky and the darkened grounds offered an excellent view of the night sky. Sighing happily, Alana shivered once more before turning in the water as Lucy cried out and shot off, swimming forward with much vigor. Unable to argue the lake was far too wide to swim, Alana started after her, disgusted with idea of kissing Avery Virdis. She wasted no air on talking, focusing solely on swimming. Lucy’s head start made it hard for the Irish girl to catch up but she some what managed it.
But then her lungs began to burn and Alana stopped, limbs heavy. While trying to breathe, she took in a mouthful of water and coughed it back up, wrinkling her nose at the plant taste the water left in her mouth. She splashed the water before her and coughed a bit more before finally finding her voice. “Lucy~ Come back! You can’t swim the whole lake!” she shouted into the dark.
OOC: same here.. I’m apart of the club today!
ooc: Join the club…;__; sad club.
Yup, very sad club. :(
ooc: ;__; -hugs you both-
narcissaxblack replied to your post: ooc: Again. >< The day I don’t check this is the…
ooc: Join the club…
;__; sad club.
Lucy giggled as Alana tried to remove her socks and raised an eyebrow, in amusement, at her friend. She continued to watch her friend as her friend clumsily pulled off her clothes too. The blonde blinked quickly after a few minutes had passed since she had zoned off somewhere and turned her gaze back to the Lake as Alana pronounced that she wasn’t going to get her undies wet. And before the blonde could say anything else, the Irish girl was already dressed in her birthday suit, dragging Lucy towards the water. “Wait! Wait! I want to take these off toooo!” she exclaimed and quickly unhooked her bra and clumsily took and threw her panties and bra behind her. Eh, she didn’t care were they landed. Grinning eagerly and neither feeling cold nor warm, Lucy nodded at Alana and the two ran towards the water. “Oneeee…. Two…… THREE!” yelled Lucy as she ran into the water, shrieking a little at how bitterly cold the water was.
Stumbling as Lucy pulled back, Alana waited impatiently for her friend to strip as well and clasped her hand, smiling when she was done. Looking out to the black, inky lake memories of her dare surfaced, foggy but pleasant. The fear she felt the previous time was not present, smothered by alcohol and excitement. Clinging to Lucy, she ran with the other girl, gasping at the sudden change of temperature. Her nipples hardened, her skin became covered in goosebumps and Alana sank into the water, teeth chattering slightly. She smiled to the Australian girl. “Y-you’d think it be warmer!” she exclaimed. “Ah, so cold!”
Lucy giggled as Alana threw her arms around her and let out a large sigh. She turned her blue eye gaze from the Lake to look at her Hufflepuff companion. “So big! Bigger than the swimming pool at that Ravenclaw’s house!!” exclaimed Lucy, rambling on with a lot of highs and lows in her voice. She pouted slightly as Alana pulled away from her. Where was she going? Was Alana going to leave her alone? The pout disappeared on her face once Lucy realized what Alana was doing. Lucy, clumsily, took her shoes off and stuffed her socks in the shoes. “You-you don’t have to get for clothes wet, right? We can just go in without them on!” exclaimed Lucy, providing a solution as she whipped off her clothes, until all that she was wearing was her underclothes (her underwear and her bra, which were both a light sky blue). The blonde wouldn’t have normally have done so but it was dark and she was drunk and she was sure that no guys were lurking near the two.
Alana carefully wheeled her arms out as she stumbled, bare feet tripping over themselves as she stood from removing her socks. Carefully, she bent over and copied her friend’s action, tucking the footwear into her shoes. Standing again she blinked a few times and stared at her friend, suddenly aware of all of her exposed skin. Blinking a few more times she gave a nod of agreement and clumsily pulled at her clothes. Methodical about it all, she undid the buttons of her blouse, slipping it off and balling it up next to her shoes. Then came her skirt, slipped from her hips with a wiggle. Alana stopped though, looking at the water and looking at her friend. Giving another small pout, she shook her head. “Not getting my undies wet. That’ll be so uncomfortable~” In the next moment her bra was unhooked and her panties were off and Alana grabbed Lucy’s hand, dragging her towards the water.
A few stars and a crescent moon lit up the path to the Lake. It was peaceful and quiet. Not a single sound could be heard at the Lake until Alana and Lucy arrived. The two giggling girls had skipped across the quiet grounds of Hogwarts, shouting silly things at people that they passed who raised their eyebrows at them. Occasionally, they had lost their balance. They were so obviously drunk. Lucy was feeling a little lightheaded and reckless. She was ready to do anything. She felt invincible as she stood before the Lake and glanced at it, excited to go for a swim. “Woah, it’s so enormous!” The Australian giggled again and turned to Alana, “Are you ready yet? Al, are you ready?!”
Alana had taken Lucy’s hand at some point during their jaunt from the castle to the grounds and she clung tightly, swinging their hands between them. Trying to teach the girl some lyrics from an ABBA song, the Irish girl let out a loud shriek as they ran down the little slope that led to the edge of the lake. Throwing her arms around Lucy, she stopped just before her shoes hit the water. Snuggling into her friend’s chest, Alana cast her own view out towards the lake. “Yeeeees~ so big!” she agreed. But her brow furrowed and she pouted. “But I’m gonna get my clothes all weeeeet! We’ll catch, catch…colds! We shouldn’t get them wet Lucy~!” Alana pulled away from her friend and bent to do the laces of her shoes and once they were off, went for her socks.
Andie~ Where have you been?! I missed you!
aussielucy replied to your post: My head hurts.
Mine too… *frowns*
Please tell me there’s some magical wizard cure for hangovers.
