I love hearing that my name’s being besmirched. As in yes, I can read exactly what you’re saying.
So I’m going to do it right back to you.
“Horrendously rude when I don’t get my way,” you say? Let me tell you a little story, considering I was booted out during one of the many weeks my daughter was in the hospital. I’d asked for a hiatus for that reason, but someone claims they never heard about it! And yet I still got the hiatus, and sent several follow-up messages explaining that I was going to be back, but my activity was going to be sketchy, but apparently those never existed either. Imagine my surprise when I log on to see an ask demanding that I drop one of my characters for inactivity when my daughter was still in and out of hospitals and getting tests. So I will admit – I was rude, but I was frustrated, as any person undoubtedly would be by the total lack of compassion and sympathy shown by someone who clearly believes their roleplay would be important enough for me to be online when my daughter was sick and hospitalized. Which explains why I was “horribly inactive” and “flipped out.” Yes, I still see you!
I was rude, and I apologized when I asked to rejoin. I admitted I was rude, but I explained the situation, admitted I was a bitch, and I apologized. And I was called rude, unhelpful, and hostile. So there’s that.
And I’ll also add a story from a friend of mine that literally drove his car off the side of a mountain and needed an immediate hiatus, and was only given two weeks until his unfollows were posted. Two weeks for half of his body being in casts. So when he logged on roughly a month later and contacted me (after I had left, but I still check my e-mails), he was shocked to learn that his roles had been reopened, and promptly deactivated his accounts because he was so angry and had no interest in rejoining a roleplay with an admin who didn’t understand that certain circumstances required longer hiatuses and some human sympathy.
Deb’s story has been posted by her, so please, go give that a read HERE.
So, go ahead and continue to play the victim. Woe is you, you can’t handle someone being a bitch to you, but you’re a bitch to EVERYONE and expect nothing but ‘omgily, you’re the best!’ in return. Keep at it, it’s really funny, considering you caused more ooc drama in this roleplay than anyone else I could think of, and I know of at least three to four other people that contacted Sarah in outrage when you were made admin. But everyone I’m still in contact with has officially heard all of this, and they’re horrified. And now everyone I’m not in contact with will see it, too.
So go ahead, send me angry asks because I know for a fact you’re not going to reply to this where people can actually see it! Or you will, and you’ll lie about everything again and play the victim card, which wouldn’t surprise me.
On the front of the roleplay that’s being created, you seriously need to go into the crossover tag and see how many roleplays are exactly like TCG. And ours is actually nothing like it. We agonized for hours trying to make it as different as possible, are adding far different plot points and characters, and will be spending the majority of our roleplay focusing on other aspects rather than just the games that you were in for months and months. You don’t know all of this yet because not all of our information is up yet. But I’m sure if it was, we’d still somehow be stealing our own original ideas put in a crossover universe multiple other roleplays use. Not to mention this wasn’t even Whitley’s roleplay to begin with, so her pitching a fit over it is a little ridiculous, especially since she effectively boxed the original owner into a corner when they wanted to create something else also entirely different. But clearly, she believes that all crossover roleplays are copying TCG! The fact that we were past members is clearly fueling the idea that we’ve stolen anything, but all of our pages are actually modeled after another roleplay we’ve been running since we were in high school, and we’re both in our twenties. We can send you those links if you want.
Not to mention more than one of your members have expressed interest in jumping ship even before they heard all this because they’re aware of the fact that you’re a massive bitch and can’t deal with it anymore. Awkward.
It’s come to my attention that apparently it’s gotten to a point now where I have to defend my reputation, which is disgusting and unacceptable because we’re supposed to be mature adults. We’re not seven years old, and most of us are not in high school. It would be much appreciated if you stopped acting like you were. I love you all to death, and I miss you, and apparently you have some questions so I will give you the answers you think you deserve.
Why did I leave? Good question. Lovely. Awesome question. Let’s address that, shall we?
Reason number one: At that point in my life, I was ready to either commit suicide, run away from home, or get thrown out of the house by my parents. I’ve literally been fighting with my family every day since I got home from Colorado, and that was back at the end of June. I had nowhere to run away to, all my friends were out of town or too busy to take me in, and I hid at Starbucks and the library for most of the time because I just couldn’t be at home. All I’ve been doing since June is crying and yelling and crying some more because I can’t find work and all I wanted to do is get the hell out of this place. I was so desperate to get away from my parents I seriously considered going back to Colorado.
Reason number two: My best friend had a pregnancy scare. And by scare I mean she was legitimately pregnant for upwards of three weeks, without telling anyone. You know what that means? It means she had to go through the pregnancy and an abortion entirely on her own. Recently she’s gotten out of an abusive relationship, after her boyfriend threatened to beat her up because they had broken up. They broke up because he accused her of cheating, when she spent the entire day at work, and insulted her family and her friends. This girl is not a crier, and she’s not scared easily, but I’ve never seen her scared the way she was when she told me all of this was happening.
Reason number three: I was bullied right into leaving. I was harassed with messages to which I responded, although apparently my answers never went through. Go figure, tumblr does that sometimes. But it spilled over into Skype. And this harassment came at a time when all the aforementioned things were already happening in my life. I was frustrated, irritated, stressed out and volatile. So please, excuse me that I valued putting a roof over my head, my relationship with my family, my own fucking life, and the safety and health of my best friend as priorities overtop of roleplaying. At the end of the day Whitley, I called you out and I told you what you obviously didn’t want to hear, and I left because I’ve never met a more unsympathetic and selfish person in my entire life – forget plain old admin of a roleplay. I left because my irritation with you was being channeled into my muses, which made them all hostile.
Hostile, you like that word. Mostly you like accusing other people of being hostile toward you, because you can tell an OOC blog all about it without having to include anyone else’s side of the story, and paint yourself as the victim.
This is a roleplay. It’s not a job, it’s not a marriage, it’s not real life. So the fact that you expect your roleplayers to be online 20 hours out of the day and harass, threaten and punish them when they don’t, is ridiculous to me. You play favourites, because those people that plot with you can do no wrong. Everyone else not in that wonderful boat is picked on. It’s come to my attention that most people aren’t even aware of what’s been going on OOC in TCG. So for that explanation, click [here] and educate yourselves. I pity the admin of this roleplay that Whitley’s commenting about now, I do. Because God knows she bullied Sarah into dropping her efforts to get back into roleplaying. But to involve my Harry Potter roleplay, which is completely irrelevant to this situation is unacceptable. So bitch, change the link. I had nothing to do with it, I have no vendetta against you, because the way you mistreated me is nothing like the way you mistreated some other previous members.
Get the hell away from me, and stay the hell away from Rachael and our roleplay. We’ve been running a Harry Potter roleplay since we were in high school, and Castles of Glass was modeled after our project, not your precious TCG that does not belong to you. I pity Sarah, and I hope she realizes the mistake she made when she appointed you as an admin – a mistake that Rachael and I and certain other members expressed concerned about on numerous occasions. Just because you kept this place running until now doesn’t make you an effective administrator. You’ve been a colossal bitch, hogging ships to the left and ruining plots to the right ever since you joined the place. Which was after a lot of us, by the way. Apparently you have issues with seniority.
You accused this admin of being immature and hostile with the way they responded to you. You threatened them first. On what planet do you live that everyone smiles at you when you talk to them like that? How delusional and rude are you. Can you really expect them to talk to you any other way except the way they did? I want to remind you once again that this is a roleplay, and that this is where people go to de-stress and avoid real life for a little while. You took what TCG used to be and you’ve turned it into a war zone. It’s not fun anymore, not even a little bit. Roleplaying is supposed to be fun. Ask yourself what kind of admin you are and why you get the hate messages that you do before you go telling someone else that they’re incompetent.
That’s all I have to say. I’m putting this issue to bed, because honestly? I’m not surprised in the slightest that you’re behaving the way that you are.
Good luck to you.
PS. You caught me bitch. EDF is mine, and it will remain open as a safe haven for anyone who would like to jump ship because they’re sick and horrified at what this roleplay has become. There’s a place for all of you at EDF and you’re all more than welcome to join.
Independent roleplayer, mun is 22 years of age. NSFW; will roleplay with anyone in any fandom, canon or OC.
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I’m…not sure. It was the beach, and then…the storm… I haven’t seen anyone since we started running.
….Do you think they found us again?
I’m sorry, I couldn’t - hear or - smell much in this storm.
Are you all right? Are you hurt?
I’m fine. I’ll be fine. I bolted in here as soon as I lost…where is everybody? Where the hell are we?
- Caroline? Caroline, it’s - me, Jon, I’m not - it’s just me, I won’t hurt you.
You can’t — you’re not allowed to just sneak up on a person like that. I could have killed you.
I can hear you. I can smell you. - I’m armed, so you m-might as well come out where I can see you right now.
They’re working as fast as they can - the place is in shambles, and the ring is pretty small.
That doesn’t reassure me.
I get the feeling like not even the house wants us here.
Although it’d be great if people hurried up.