BEFORE READING, REFER TO THIS [link]

Well, this little Hell of Interwhores is over with my words being absorbed by the deaf bricks of so sad a wall.

For thine enjoyment:

"'If thou hath chosen to follow Shadow and then proceed to Sword, I pray you
have the patience and the interest to see them through.
If not, then please tell me what thou despiseth and thou wilst not have to
endure them any further.'" [they are using a quote by me]

We did exactly that; just as you described and requested. Your reaction is
ungrateful and you seem to be begging for a flame war. I and my sister have
better things to attend to than getting into one with you, so don't bother.
Don't trip on your Shakespearisms on the way out.

-Razzle [fuck their privacy]

P.S. You should more carefully re-read our previous message; you will see
that I did NOT say, "'drinking blood.'"

Such reasonable girls, lost in their joyous faery tales. I bet they were deprived children.
Ergo, I responded with a bitter: - wait, bitter? Fuck no! I find this hilarious!

You know what? Forget it. I apologized and was trying to be nice, it [I meant, 'yet'...] even that is ill-received.

You are reversing what I say and misreading what I type. If you are going to accuse me of being ungrateful and refuse to read my work properly and with maturity, then you should seriously reconsider your beta-reading approaches. I suggest you not let your reactions and emotions guide your criticisms.

I am not in the mood for a "flame war," as you so eloquently put it. We are both above that, I hope. I am merely disagreeing with how you have chosen to handle the situation.

I AM grateful for the time you took. I am ungrateful for the unfounded accusations against me.
About the drinking of blood, there is no actual consumption of blood and therefore no need for a warning. What I [will now] warn my readers about is the wanton violence, so I will thank you for that suggestion.

So this terminates our business on a sour note.
It is my conclusion that you are rather immature, despite my former impressions.

To think, all this bitterness started with my excitement to be working with you.

Nothing I type can reverse your already false opinion of me, so I will end on this note: good luck with life, because that attitude will not succeed.

Thank you for your initial help. That, despite you[r] vehemency, is worthy of [my] gratitude."

Since then, they have promptly blocked me, citing the wish to, "avoid unwanted contact."

What bollocks. Please note that I figured the situation to be non-salvageable after the, "Ew? Drinking something like blood?" So I decided to have fun in proving my superiority in every way, though they have bigger balls than me to think that their reasoning is bulletproof.

Ah well. I will wait for more respectable (and ACTUAL) women to come to my requested aid for this little labour of love.

Kisses and all that cal,
-Justin.

P.S.: Will this incident lower my opinion of women? Depends on how hilariously people react to such absurdity.