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I sent a mail. I don't know if you'll read it, or that post for that matter, but know this.

I'm your friend. Several other people here are your friends. I'm sure we'll all be waiting for you, or at very last keep in touch with you.

Goodbye, my friend. Please don't go away.

Of course, the PPC's entire mentality towards bullies needs to change. But we have to start somewhere. Baby steps.

I'll miss you. I don't hate you, or think you did anything wrong. *offers sad hug*

Tentatively because, frankly, an article isn't going to actually make people do anything. We can't just write some text saying "do this" on the Constitution, we have to convince people to actually act on it.

Some of the articles of the Constitution (specifically 1 and 10.5) say that bullying will not be tolerated. That's all they say. I mean, 10.5 does say that persistent rule-breakers will be asked to leave the community, but that's not enough. Nowhere in the Constitution is a procedure given for exactly what to do.

What I'm trying to say is that we need an addition to the Constitution detailing exactly what we should do if a situation like this comes up again. For instance: we could add that we won't just let a situation subside; a rule that says we continue discussing about said situation until a decision is reached, no matter how long that takes. Something like that.

Final point: we desperately need an article that somehow, someway, keeps us from being complacent about things and just letting them slide after some time.

So, what are we bloody going to do? Iximaz's post needs a response. I'll freely admit, I have no solution. Haven't had time to think of any. What I do know is that, as a community, our response to bullying and accusations of bullying could, at the very least, do with some examination.

The Discord chat has been buzzing for the past... three hours, I believe. We agreed that we should move to the Board, so everyone can be a part of this discussion.

Let me briefly outline what the chat has been talking about. In general, many feel that this was a personal failure, as well as a failure on the part of the community. Our failure to act was, in Iximaz's eyes, a large part of the problem. Indeed, most of it.

Furthermore, several people think that there's an error in how we deal with bullying and accusations of bullying. Opinions vary: I feel more comfortable leaving that to individuals to put into their own words.

Lastly, many people in the Discord chat believe that we need a better response when bullying has been confirmed or is suspected. JulyFlame, several people--not all--think that your behavior is particularly troubling. This is one of the major reasons this post has been made; so that we are not talking without your input on what's happened. Again, I will leave the particulars of other people's opinions to their own enunciation.

Consider this post a summary of the feelings of much of the Discord chat (Iximaz was often in the chat, and talked about these things) and a springboard for further discussion and action. My own thoughts will be forthcoming, once I feel they're in good order.

Let's discuss this like rational human beings.

-Alleb

Because if so, that's pretty much the cruelest thing you could have said.

I'm still gonna try to be your friend, though, if you'll let me.

I just want to say that I'm very sorry that this happened, and that you're leaving. Though I suppose it's for the best since the PPC makes you feel like this.

I also want you to know that I consider you a friend, I'm sorry if you didn't know that.

When I said that you really will be missed, I meant it. Not just by me; I'm sure that there are many here who will miss you. You were a big part of this community. And rest assured that I mean every word I said.

Aa' menle nauva calen ar' ta hwesta e' ale'quenle; May your paths be green and the breeze on your back.
Good-bye,
-Jay

I stirred up a bit of trouble last night on the Discord in a drug-addled rage and it's since prompted me to finally move on from this mess of a community. Even if I could recover from what I did under the influence of drugs, you know what? I don't want to.

The longer I stay here, the less safe I feel. You lot talk so much about upholding the Constitution when all you do is waffle about on making any real decisions and ignore complaints of bullying or brush it off entirely unless someone more 'reputable' steps up to the plate.

When "Brink" was published, not a single one of you gave a damn about the fact that while writing it, Ekyl bullied his way into becoming a cowriter rather than a beta reader, turned the story into what he wanted, and SeaTurtle and Zingenmir didn't give a rat's ass when I told them he was making me miserable and wanted him to leave. Yeah, never mind that the incident left me with new scars on my arm and the constant niggling idea to down my entire medicine cabinet at that point. None of you cared.

Well, none of you except July, but she's got a bit of a history of being a bully, too, doesn't she? Not that you care about that, either. She's a PG. She's an oldbie. She's untouchable. "Oh, she was just tired when she started screaming at you over PM abut how you're in the habit of conspiring with Desdendelle about chasing newbies off the Board, she really is truly sorry about that". Yeah, sorry she lost her verbal punching bag, maybe. For the record, when I left the last time, I did leave because of her. I just said I didn't because 1) nothing would have come of it if I did and 2) Data Junkie would have used it as further ammunition for their ripping into July. I'm starting to think they had the right idea.

I had to start avoiding role-playing on Discord because GlarnBoudin wouldn't leave me alone, making inappropriate comments about my characters and not taking no for an answer. None of you cared about that until Tomash said something, and what was the result? "Eh, we'll ban him, maybe. Can't really be bothered to vote on this. Besides, doesn't Ix have a history of whining? Can't she shut up for once about how mean everyone is to her? God, she's so annoying."

I've just been growing more resentful and hateful of this place every single day. Bullies and bully apologists, the lot of you. The only reason I was sticking around as long as I did is because I don't have anywhere else to go. If it's this bad here, in a community that claims to be intolerant of crap like what I have to put up with, how bad is it out there?

So good-bye, PPC. I don't expect you'll care about this, either. Write it off as Iximaz being dramatic and leaving the Board again.

I hate all of you.

Good. Bye.

From the list I have, there is: Miraculous Ladybug, The Matrix trilogy, The Harry Potter series (mostly movies), the Borderlands series, the Halo franchise, the Doom franchise, Most Disney movies from the 1990s onwards, Most Nintendo titles, Skullduggery Pleasant book series, The 39 clues series among others that I cannot think of.

Them or any other one you know.

I am currently trying to revive and rewrite a trans dimensional hopping fanfic, which I hope I can make it not sound like a typical Mary sue, or some other version of 'sue'.
After reading the original series of the PPC, I am thinking of doing a PPC mission. My writing skills...are not the best.

I've only scratched the surface of the PPC stories, starting out at the Jay and Acacia series, with lord of the rings. I have thorough knowledge of the fandoms I am involved in. One being a tv show, with others being tailored towards video games.

I particularly like the use of the vibrant blue for her tunic - images done solely in the red-green half of the spectrum tend to look fairly samey to me (red-green colourblind, which may be why), so it's always pleasant to have something that pops out.

I agree with Zingenmir about the bracers, too - they look like they're based on something with extremely large scales, or possibly on pinecones. Nice.

hS

It'd just be silly of me to give you an answer when you already have multiple helpful ones. In the meantime, have my warm welcome to the Board -- and a 75-pack of perfectly ordinary paperclips. They hold paper together, and they come in unassuming metal. With that said, they occasionally gravitate towards the belly fur of cats, so keep an eye on your pets. I wish you all the best here!

Sorry I didn't see this until now... Bad me! Bad me!

And everything I saw supported my model of events, which don't need to be discussed here for the sake of all involved.

I only mentioned that I wasn't around for it to acknowledge anyone who might try and use that to say that I have no idea what I'm talking about and dispel the counterargument before it even started, just to save time and Board space. This was apparently a less than good idea.

I don't see the purpose of responding as she did here, because this wasn't about her. If someone I had that kind of history with mentioned my name in a list of male members of an organization, I wouldn't really feel prodded to respond if I really wanted nothing to do with them.

As for the dogpiling, this just happened to be something that I felt was an unnecessary attack on a friend of mine, so my opinion should be voiced, regardless of how many other people were doing it.

Every part of that is an affront to both tea and coffee.

(Tag for NSFW-if-you-squint-a-little innuendo.)

Granz stepped away from his second culinary creation, wiping his brow in a suitably dramatic fashion. It was a near-perfect replica of Larfen, though Granz had opted to use slightly less mayonnaise this time at Larfen's request ("It just feels weird with so much egg and fat, y'know?").

Larfen hopped in place, rotating a bit to get a better look at what would soon be his new body. The thick slice of cheese sat upon the lettuce comfortably, and the scrumptious ham existed in a mouth-wateringly delicious and tantalizing manner that couldn't be accurately described in mere words. Larfen was pleased, very pleased indeed. There was only one problem.

"I, ah... can't do it if you're watching," Larfen said. His tomato seemed to turn an even deeper red. "Sorry, mate, but could you... go away for a bit? Just a minute or so." Granz readily agreed for reasons of his own.

Granz walked up the stairs and into his room to change clothes. He would have a proper lunch rather than a mere snack. And a proper lunch, for Granz, wouldn't be proper at all without a proper dining corset.

A proper dining corset, for those not knowledgeable about such things, had to be flashy. This particular corset had horizontal, zig-zagging stripes in black and gold throughout, and the whole thing glittered in the light as if it had sequins or even gems threaded throughout it.

For good measure, the outfit also incorporated shoulder pads into its design for a more square look. This was not a mere dining corset, but the greatest dining corset one could lay eyes on.

Granz smiled at the corset, and began tugging at the straps and performing the contortions necessary to put it on, an act that would be all but impossible for a normal person.

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Meanwhile, Larfen was still looking at his future self. What would his new body be like? It looked fine, but all it took was a small piece of gristle in the ham or a too-squishy tomato slice to utterly ruin it. And what the heck was Granz doing to grunt so loudly and repeatedly from upstairs?

Focus, Larf, Larfen thought to himself. He took the sandwich equivalent of a few deep breaths and tried to tune out the groaning above him. For a second, he felt nothing; then there was a feeling of being squeezed far more tightly than comfortable, then a moment of terrifying unconsciousness. Of course, it was only terrifying on the other side, but a description of the complex mechanisms of consciousness must be left for another time; Granz was descending the staircase in his stunning dining corset.

"Oho! I'm impressed, mate; I didn't know you owned such a fine dining corset," Larfen called. Granz beamed back at his sandwich.

"Are you finished with what you needed to do?" Granz asked.

"Yep, now let's have lunch."

Granz carried the plate with his sandwich on it, carrying Larfen on a plate in his other hand. The corset was tight; eating would be a challenge. That was, of course, the entire point of a dining corset. Granz wasn't too worried, however; he had eaten dozens of lunches in this outfit. He set down the plates and picked up his sandwich, admiring the way the light filtered through the lettuce before taking a bite.

Flavor exploded across his tongue, enhanced by his teenaged-to-early-twenties hunger. It was exquisite. Granz closed his eyes to savor it for a moment before swallowing. He took a swallow of a generic drink and sighed.

"Ohh myyyy," Larfen said. "I'm that good, am I?"

"Better," Granz said with another sigh, his hunger clearly taking control once more.

I vaguely remember Basil's name, and this is *excellent*. I think I'd been picturing Agent Alleb as a little younger and with a slightly different face (rounder, not as pointed at the chin), but...wow. This is really, really good! I love the detail and I love how real it looks and yes. Yes, this is very good. And the various leather straps intrigue me.

~Zing

PS: Also, the gauntlets. Those are nice gauntlets. I keep seeing new things when I look back.

Please have some black-hole coffee. Now, you already got several answers, so only thing left is wishing youu welcome... and asking how much you readd about the PPC, and your fandoms.