TLDR: This story won't get an update. Not from me anyway. I feel writing off someone else's world without permission would be disrespectful. I can't ask the old friend who wrote it because we've since lost contact and I imagine she has diffrent interest now. I don't imagine you people going out there and doing this but just in case, please, please, PLEASE DO NOT SPAM HER ABOUT THIS STORY SHE MADE A LONG TIME AGO. Her art twitter is Machinasurge if you want to go support her! She's quite talented from what I'm seeing and I always remember her having an interest in art. The last thing I want to do is have people spamming her or re-opening stuff. If she reaches out wanting this to be wiped off the face of the vast internet, it is within her right. She can reach me though here, tumblr, roblox, anywhere with my username I use here. It's not hard to find, I still use the same little username like the child I am. Currently trying to adapt the best I can to adulthood is exausting. In addition, do not harass and contact anyone mentioned here at all.

This is long over due and I have to say first off that, again, this is not my story. Its not my property at all. Back when I used to roleplay on roblox, I had this friend called InvertedFox. I found her nice though and we used to do things like talk alot, play games, roleplay. Like most of my friends back in the day, I really admired her writing style when we roleplayed and I looked up to her as an older figure though I can't remember how old she was compared to me at the time. She wasn't the only one, we had what I thought was a close-knit group of people who liked Touhou. Things happen and sometimes you learn about things after the fact when its too late to do anything, but that's not the business of internet bystanders.

We all liked Touhou but she was one of the people who also liked Steven Universe. I was so obssesed with Steven Universe at the time to the point I liked having discussions with her and another old friend named Turtley (now going by Maidentree) about if Touhou and Steven Univerese crossed over. I can go on about how much I love crossovers. Hell, the roleplay games we called home were crossover roleplay games where you could play any character you wanted, the caveat being the rules they had. Crossovers were and still are a big interest for me.

I can't remember the exact details of everything since its been so long. The original message sent is dated back to January 24, 2016, right in the afternoon. I think we were just talking about Touhou and Steven Universe in a private server of a Steven Universe game? Then, from there, she sent me the little story. I asked, albiet forcefully, if I could put it on for her, and she said yes. That's basically how this fiction came to be, from my side anyway.

The reason why I've left this here even if it isn't my own work is I don't want to delete it without InvertedFox's permission. ( I'm not sure the about the name she goes by now so I'll just keep calling her InvertedFox ) I'm not going to update, write, or expand to it because it's simply not my work and I have no permission to do so. Plus, the writing is outdated with all the stuff Steven Universe added onto. I don't remember which hiatus this was written during but the show's already ended by this point. I could reach out to her but I don't want to risk it due to her being a good friend of another good friend at the time, who turned out to be a manipulative abuser and alleged pedophile. ( I've actually met multiple alleged pedophiles but thankfully I was too stupid to notice any of their advances at all while at the same time, not giving them anything to go by at all! ) I sort of want to remember her as a good person for now until proven otherwise. Just because InvertedFox was friends with someone who has tramatized and manipulated a good friend of mine, doesn't mean she herself is an abusive or manipulative person. People don't always remember the experince you have with people, just how you made them feel in that momment. InvertedFox was nice and I had fun with her. I can't remember us being very close or the best of friends, but I enjoyed her exsistance and company alot like I enjoy alot of people alot. I'm just scared of knowing another person who has harmed people.

What does it mean for this account? I don't know. I'm too lazy to really write stuff yet I have so much respect for people who do write fanfictions and put theirselves out there. I have so much respect for people who can just sit down and write things in general. You guys are really rad! I'd like to say I might write letters Koishi might write to Satori about her little adventures but that remains to be seen. My thought is maybe having Koishi drifting around in other universes with each letter being a one-shot but I have no idea if I'll ever actually write. I barely have the patience to sit down and write a document about one of my original characters for personal use. Either way, I might publish that to ao3 instead of this site if I do decide to write stories. I'm still very much into touhou and very much into crossovers.

While I'm up on my soapbox, here are some messages Id like to say to people from my past who likely won't see this. If you dislike foul language or talks about sensative topics ( Though I do my best to dance around them ), this might be the time you stop reading. Thank you so much for reading this update!

InvertedFox: Hey! Its Bat! batsing1! How have you been. I see your still alive and I've looked to your twitter at least. I think you should have gotten a follow to you art profile. If your not associated with Moonrabbit at all, please reach out! Maybe we can just talk, say hi, and then vanish from each others minds. I'd just like to see that your still alive and hopefully functioning is all. Feel free to reach out anytime. Preferably, while we're both still alive. Or we can emerge from our graves and meet up somewhere. That would be rad as hell!

Turtley (or MaidenTree): I'll be completly honest, I have no beef with you, I think I just have mixed feelings. I have no idea how to go about this. You were older than me but we were both young. I remember sitting in my roblox games, you building, we'd talk about Steven Universe, and I remember you showing off your games too. You talk to me about Cube World, that toy with the led screen and the stickmen and how you could connect them together. We used to be good friends but we kind of went our own ways. Inbetween that, you introduced me to your older friends. I didn't know any better, I have no idea if you knew any better, but I was introduced to alot of stuff I shouldn't have been involved in? I liked knowing stuff I shouldn't because I thought it was cool and I liked being edgy. I even allowed your friends to showcase your art in a toxic cesspool of my own making, the now defunk discord server, Apples. I love the internet and without it, I wouldn't be the person I am, but its really messed me up for the worse in some cases. We all have horemones I guess and I've made some similar mistakes you did at the age you were when we were still talking. I can't say I condem you personally at all. If you want to talk, you can reach out and we can talk, but it's going to feel slight akward at first. I have no beef with you at all. You are personally fine.

Moonrabbit: Hello old pal, buddy, chum, friendo, amigo. I assume you still think of me as a friend, afterall, the last message you ever sent me was a message calling me a good friend. You deleted that account a long time ago and now I can't really find you at all. You cut all contact with everyone and vanished from the face of the earth as far as I'm aware. It's for the best. The red flags were always there, I was just too young to really understand but I did notice. We have the same kinks and we both had similarly dark minds. I just don't want to end up as twisted as you were, that's all. What are you, a he? A she? Apparently, you allegedly were faking your identity while being friends with some shady people, one of which had the power to dox people. On top of that, you dated quite a bit of people and ruined their lives, allegedly of course. I don't remember every moment of every time I spent with you, yet I remember seeing you as an older sister figure when we spent time with each other. We had fun I think though you said things that were disturbing looking back at it now. You influnced me and my interest for better or worse. We had our fun.

You know who didn't have fun? The people you messed up. The people you tramatized. The people you tried to groom. The people you tried to manipulate. These people have been influenced and changed by your actions, as you'd probably be happy to hear.

Don't ever try to reach out to me. Your in multiple people's shit list, including mine. Sorry good friend, but we can't talk ever again. If you ever reach out, I will inform the people you have wronged that your still around. That's all I can do.