Boosting this for a friend who posted a dA entry here: http://umberkit.deviantart.com/journal/Design-Character-theft-on-FA-444211647
The below is written by her.
'For those who have Fur Affinity accounts I'd appreciate all assistance possible on this matter.
I know a number of my followers are familiar with this character: http://malevolent-decadence.deviantart.com/art/Silver-and-Gold-318870321 considering I RP’ed him for a while on Caiuka before it closed.
Well this user on FA has not only take the character, art that was commissioned for me of him, and claimed him of his own but refuses to remove the character even when politely asked by others to do so: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/10543184/
The top image are the ones she reposted. The bottom ones are the ones she took and reposted onto her account.
They continue to claim I sold them my character via paypal. I neither own nor use paypal nor have I ever once sold any of my characters to anyone else ever. I’m a design hoarder— the most I’ve ever done to get rid of characters with give them to :iconWhiteEclipse18: or :iconcantbreakthis:, neither of which has sold any of the designs they have gotten off of me for any sort of currency - irl or virtual.
She blocked me on FA so any help I can get (including boosting this) would be greatly appreciated.’
Christine Royce. WIP everything. Stuffs coming soon. Fallout: New Vegas RP blog. Will RP with…
Just a reminder that I do run a Christine Royce sideblog and that she is currently available for plotting/thread for those who are interested.
Rory hadn’t been ready for the legionary lashing out at him as he had his bloody foot on the trap trying to free him. So the sudden attack on his shoulder almost threw him completely off his feet with a surprised ‘jesUS’. He glared over at the man as he caught himself with his hand, enough to keep him mostly propped up. You’re fucking welcome.
The man had instantly pulled back however, and it wouldn’t be the first time a patient of his had gotten violent with him. It was just part of the job, especially if you were also a wanderer. It was mighty different in settlements. He hummed with annoyance as he finished pulling the trap apart to completely free the man’s leg.
Rory watched the man carefully, to see what he’d do with his new freedom, and wondering if he understood his words about the alcohol, and apparently he had. Good. That didn’t necessarily make this safer. The man had already lashed out once, but it /felt/ slightly safer to prepare the man fo the inevitable burning sensation he’d get.
"Right.. Just making sure there are no surprises. It’s probably slightly infected, but nothing you’ll lose the foot over. You’re lucky.."
Rory grabbed the small bottle of alcohol from his bag, along with a roll of bandages. The small essentials he’d need for this takes (hopefully something that would be an easy finish and fucking leave). He didn’t dare bother touching the man’s leg for now. He didn’t need to. Instead just pouring the liquid straight onto the legionary’s injury.
The sensation of contact beneath his hand was one that was difficult at best to resist proceeding further with. There was enough aggression left in him in general and from the situation that he’d found himself within that he just wanted to rip something apart… and the medic was one hell of an exceedingly viable option in the long run with that. Aerius did not enjoy the prospect of having this man continuing to be so close to him without necessary destruction.
And his limited tendrils of what might be considered patience would not last long.
"Luck has nothing to do with it." Such notions were foolish at best, and easily dismissed as profligate behaviors and beliefs. Beneath him. Viper green eyes watched Rory’s movements closely as he waited to see if there was still going to be some sort of trickery to appear. Surely there would be at some point. Degenerates were always the same.
Aerius did not jerk away from the sensation of burning pain that crashed through his senses. He offered an audible huff, almost a snort, but seemed to accept and cope with the pain offered well enough. Relished it even - it was wonderful, that general reminder of how alive he truly was.
I’m here because this is where I live. You handsome boys seem to be running amok, so it’s relieving to see such disciplined people.
These are Legion-controlled lands now. If you are not directly allied with us you need to remove yourself before I do it for you.