I've been kicking this around in my head for about a week now.
Everybody who pays attention to me (like there's anybody who does that anymore) is probably aware that 2009-2010 had been really rough for me, especially here on deviantART.
I've lost a bunch of friends.
I was harassed for months.
My account was broken into due to a mix of my own negligence and another's pure hate toward me over somebody else telling lies.
I'm still being stalked by a psychologically abusive demon spawn I like to call Whorebag. Or at least by it's friends. But that I can't do much about.
And there's some things that I've said these past few months that I feel I need to rectify.
More specifically about what went on with the whole account cracking issue. And the harassing. And the friend losing. Because I've made a big deal about it in the past and I should probably... explain what really happened, I dunno.
First off, there are no longer any harsh feelings between ~FatalSyndrome
, and myself.
All three of us were involved with a young lady by the name of Amanda. You may know her as !FatRolls
. She goes by the nickname Beefy now and pretends to be transgendered as a means to disguise herself from her "enemies" (read: people she stole character designs from), and, until recently, was back here on dA under the username of !Cilrag
doing a great deal of Invader Zim fan art.
I've known Amanda for five years. I said one little thing, I told her that if she didn't stop pitying herself and do something about her situation she was going to lose me, and she cut me off. So she went to Swift and Icey, whom I'd also been acquainted to for a few years, that she had only just met.
She told Swift and Icey that she designed my character Spencer, and that I was stealing his design from her. She told them that the DD I have was not earned, but that I buttered up the Gallery Director at the time to get it. Amanda told them that I abused her, that I was a sell out, that all I care about is popularity and attention. She tried to make it look like I had a pedophilia fetish because at the time I was kicking around the concept of having Sirius interested in young children.
And because Amanda is so good at playing the victim, because her personal life is so fucked up beyond repair and she's so good at drawing people in to get pity for it, they believed her without listening to me first. Amanda did the same shit to me last January when me and !Reapera
, who's now known as *Zombier
and one of my best friends, were going at it. I'm not surprised this happened in the least. This is typical Amanda bullshit. She lies to people about other people she hates to get them riled up enough to do something about it.
The only reason they attacked me was because Amanda had painted a picture of me that was so terrible, she made them think that they needed to defend her from me. They were just trying to be good friends to her. They aren't terrible people; they're very good people who were taken advantage of and deceived, like *Zombier
and I were.
And she did the same thing to Swift and Icey when I was stupid enough to let her back in, when I called them out for the hacking and the ED article and everything else.
So that's what happened.
I was attacked because Amanda was telling lies and manipulating people's emotions. Three friendships were destroyed because of her and her inability to change. Two of those friendships are beginning to be rebuilt, and I hope that they are.
It's not Swift or Icey's fault. It's not even Amber/Kanvet's fault, though I still can't forgive her for how easily she turned on me after everything she lead me to believe about our friendship. She had her chance to apologize to me; she blew it.
So if anybody out there has rage toward them for what happened, just.... drop it. Okay? They were trying to protect somebody who was lying to them and exaggerating everything. They didn't know, and neither did I for a while.
But now we all get it. This is what happened. Amanda is gone from everybody's life and has moved on to some new poor soul whom I can only pray gets out of it before it's too late. It's over.