katie. 20. intp.
harry potter fanatic
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let’s... take a moment to remember how my holly had lost her memory and could only remember language... and now look at ANOTHER one of beth’s character’s who has ALSO conveniently lost her memory. just...... a coincidence : ) surely. a pure coincidence.
“But something went wrong along the way - she has holes in her memory, as if she received a firm blow over the head and could no longer remember her favorite color. But it was more than this - much more. For a time, she knew only herself. Not Raphael, not Lucifer, not the guards - not even Phoebe. It was as if she’d become the babe in the reeds all over again, lifted from a basket made of stone and grime rather than wicker and river-water; her heart beat, sure, and this was a miracle in itself. But that was the extent of their success. It had been meant to be a cruel joke, and perhaps that was what it was - but it was also a miracle.
And though they daren’t say it, they all see it.
They’ve begun to reteach her names, memories, things; Phoebe rings a familiarity within her that she cannot ignore - it inhabits her heart, though her mind is empty. She knows not of the transgressions of her past, or of her violent death by Alastair’s hand ( though he elicits feelings in her too; she’s been told the feeling goes by horror ) but only of her present. And it is now of the utmost importance that she remembers - for what is the purpose of a miracle if the miracle herself knows not what she is? It is this that has made her realize that her dalliance on Earth, as a human, was merely a waiting game, justifiable of her lack of truly becoming anything great. She’d thought herself great then, but as she learns of what she is now, she is beginning to see that it took dying to become anything at all.”
if you actually looked at the two bios side by side and compared them there’s nothing similar about them. one is not a sweet, unassuming girl but the opposite. the other is an unassuming girl named holly.
awesome, thanks for your completely unbiased opinion, tucson az. : )
if you would actually consider the undeniable similarities, and the timeframe with which she put the character out (after having seen my oc in action for almost a year at that point), there’s just no simple coincidence that her ‘once, sweet, flower-loving holly’ is not at the very least based off my sweet, flower-loving holly.
leave me alone! leave holly alone! leave my name out of your filthy, fucking mouths! i’m only back on this shitshow of a toxic website because, once again, i was alerted that beth is trying to use my character again and i have to show again that she did, indeed, plagiarize my character. stop plagiarizing and stop harassing me.
omg your holly is really nice! and likes flowers??? omg here are TWO hollys of my own that have the same personality and same interests!
here’s a message i sent to an admin of a group (that she had been in) about my concerns a few months ago:
Thanks so much for your response! Sorry to bother you and thank you for offering your personal blog. I don’t want to make a huge deal out of the whole thing; I just want to be sure that if you do start up again, she can’t continue stealing my character, because it hurts me every time she does and I hate knowing that she’s just stealing my character for her own use. There’s a huge backstory to this but essentially, ‘Elle’ is Beth (Noelle, Meggie, Maggie?, probably some other names too. I can’t keep track anymore), the former admin of Fidite Nemini and Legion RPG. She disappeared from Tumblr after some HUGE drama went down, reappeared as nancydrevs, disappeared and then reappeared again under elleswrites. I pretty much want to stay as far away from her as I can as drama follows her everywhere, but I keep an eye on her because she’s known for plagiarizing A LOT - my friend’s characters and, namely, my own OC - Holly LaFerre.
I have been writing Holly for three or four years now (http://elementaribus.tumblr.com/tagged/holly/page/23 this is, to my memory, the first I ever wrote for her - as embarrassing as the writing style and all is). I joined Fidite Nemini with Holly roughly a year and a half ago. This is her bio: http://floralxconfusion.tumblr.com/history. When Beth opened Legion, there was a character that went by the name Holly Gilmore (http://h-gilmore.tumblr.com/tagged/bio). I was wary, because the name itself sets off warning signs. I didn’t want to say anything to anyone because I thought I might have just been making it up to myself or making a mountain out of a molehill, but this was blatant plagiarism.
The two bios’ first paragraphs were almost exactly alike, just written differently:
- MINE: Holly LaFerre was quite a gifted and well behaved child. It must have been due to her upbringing, family friends had always mused, she’s been blessed with such a lovely family. Her mother was benevolent and generous, and her father was a powerful wizard. The two evened out into her, for when she wanted to grow wiser and more ambitious, she would approach her father, and when she wished for kindness and bliss, she would approach her mother.
- HERS: Never was there a child, a family, more perfect. The most picturesque family you’ve ever seen, hailing from a small town in the south where the sun never stopped and the flowers never drooped. They were convinced that their farmhouse by the woods was a little slice of heaven, a glimpse into Utopia which was unparalleled. A mother, a father, two unchangeably sunny little girls; nothing could be better– nothing ever would be better. The youngest, Holly, was bound for Tallahassee; from the sun and into the sun. To join her sister, to make her parents proud. It was an ideal progression, this life of little Holly Gilmore.
Anyways, my Holly is very keen on flowers - she owns a flower shop, wears floral print, basically obsesses over flowers and it was rare that there was not some mention of flower either physically or symbolically in replies and especially drabbles I wrote. A small thing in my Holly was that she had a journal she kept with her everywhere and it was super important to her. Another distinguishing aspect of my Holly is how often I wrote her as ‘little bird’. I think the biggest and most obvious thing about my Holly, however, is that she is so sweet and innocent and benevolent, and I regularly called her a child in group chats simply because she essentially was.
I could go on and on about the similarities between ‘Holly Gilmore’ and my Holly, but I’m telling you about ‘Holly Blanchard’ and my Holly. Going through rosevms, I noticed a lot of emphasis on floral:
“Holly took no pause in pulling her home-knitted sweater (with the tiniest daisy haphazardly stitched into the arm)”
“Opposites attracted, they said, and there was no pair more complementary, more night and day, more roses and daisies, than the two of them.”
“”You’re soft, soft like spring flowers and sunsets and the white feathers inside your pillow.””
Here’s the ‘little bird’ thing:
“At the edge of the maze she stood, a canary perched atop the cliff that tipped into the abyss - she felt horribly small,”
““there’s a bluebird in my heart that/wants to get out/but I’m too clever, I only let him out/at night sometimes/when everybody’s asleep./I say, I know that you’re there,/so don’t be/sad.””
And then the journal:
“she closed the book with a punctuated snap, the dog-eared page falling back into place before the spine could settle, the worn edges fluttering with overuse. her mouth still hung somewhat open, as if the words would play back upon her tongue like a double-sided record - but instead she looked up from the worn cover, and smiled.”
And the huge ‘sweet and innocent and benevolent’ thing is the most similar aspect in comparison to my Holly, and I would go through the blog and find a bunch of quotes, but it’s frankly quite littered with it and I would exhaust myself doing it.
Honestly, I think she TRIED to write a different character initially, but she just ended up getting lazy and writing my Holly again, except more sexualized. I didn’t include any quotations from my own blogs because how easy they are to search and find on it, but if you would like me to add any, I definitely can! It’s just late where I am and I am Tired.
If you could really want more proof than this, I always have an open inbox. All I want out of this is peace of mind knowing that my character isn’t being plagiarised.
It’s been months of watching and seeing as Beth has just wormed her way back in the community and while I had someone who was once close to her tell me themselves that elleswrites/Elle was Beth months ago, there hasn’t been a way to prove it. Not only that but for a few years now, she has taken aspects and parts of a canon character that I have worked hard on making divergent from fanon which I will start with in this PSA. Please know that I don’t want to be doing this, and while the copying is important, her behaviors towards others is much more so. The fact of the matter is, Elle/Beth is a manipulative person who has plagiarized and manipulated people in the past and is now trying to do it again. First, I’ll start with the stolen headcanons and later on I’ll get into some proof on how I came to the conclusion, with evidence, that Elle is Beth – besides just multiple people agreeing with me on the subject.
IN CASE YOU DON’T KNOW WHO BETH IS: Beth is someone who’s plagiarized multiple times and gotten called out for it [ x ], not only that, but was abusive to her friends and manipulative as well [ x ]. Here’s is one PSA made about her, as she also ran a blog called rppositivity [ x ] Not only that, but in the past she has gone by multiple alias’ ( which everyone is entitled to ) that I listed above, not just as a change of name, but as a change of person, claiming to be several different people. Has joined RPs this way, has bullied people including 16 year olds, and manipulated them into doing a PSA for her. Not only that but for those of you who will probably say ‘but this is in the past’ and ‘maybe she’s changed’ it doesn’t change the fact that this happened less than a year ago and that she’s doing old behaviors again. Here’s a whole tag that goes into more of what she’s done, etc. [ x ]
i hope it’s okay that i want to add a few things here, since my past post was cited.
1. i’m really starting to realize now that a lot of people (including myself) still do not want to end up in a group with her. you should absolutely not send her anon hate because you are wasting your time and wasting her time, but i think that for those who have been bullied/targeted by her and had her steal things from you, it’s absolutely your right to not want to be around her and know if you are in a group with her. this is the only reason i want to add these following points.
Every footstep that hit the path felt like some small accomplishment, each rasping breath and slam of his heart in his ears. Keep moving. It was all he could do with every element of his life disintegrating around him — a failed political campaign and the question mark that hung over his career, the Order again pushed back against the ropes as the question of whether they would get their friends back alive and if they’d have anything to come back to and the niggling, corrosive question of what had happened with Amelia on the day of the inauguration. He had no answers for any of it, no plans, no path forward into the murky future. Edgar wasn’t sure he’d ever been this tired, let alone this lost.
There’d been a time when running would make life clearer, lately however all he got was static.
His chin jerked up from where it had begun to dip, eyes caught on something hunched over in the path ahead. Something moving. He slowed to a halt, heart pounding in his ears and struggling for breath as he carefully approached the figure in the road. “Hey—” he hunched over, hands on his knees as he tried to catch his breath, rubbing the sweat from his forehead against his shoulder before trying again, “Hey. Are you okay? Do you need something?”
