I am the owner of copyright in Neheda MOE (the Work).
As copyright owner, I have a number of exclusive rights under the local land-dweller Copyright Act 1968 (Cth). These exclusive rights include the right to reproduce the Work, and to publish and communicate the Work to the public (including by way of sale, broadcast or putting the Work online). It is an infringement of copyright to do any of the acts comprised in the copyright in relation to the whole or a substantial part of the Work, or to authorise such an act, without the permission or licence of the copyright owner.
It has come to my attention as I was minding my own stalking business that you have breached this copyright through tacky imitation. As you have failed to seek permission or a licence from me to do so, your conduct described above constitutes infringement of my rights of copyright. Also, this has made me pout rather a lot, thank you.
To rectify this infringement of my rights, I require that you undertake to:
immediately stop infringing my copyright; provide me with compensatory periods of draping on you for the use of my work to date;
You can could confirm your acceptance of these undertakings by signing and dating a copy of this letter and returning it to me within 21 days. Sadly, you are a bug. Therefore, you have no opposable thumbs. And you cannot write.
You are now on notice as to my copyright in respect of the Work. If I do not receive an adequate response within 21 days of this letter, I will take such action as I may be advised in order to protect my rights including, without limitation, crying on Luciola, crying on Pilot, crying on Auntie, crying everywhere, legal action for injunctive relief or to recover damages without further notice to you.
I take great offense at your letter, as it constitutes obvious defamation of my good character. Firstly, your use of "bug" in the pejorative implies your belief that insects are somehow inferior to yourself, when in fact, here is irrefutable proof of the contrary:
A - some of them can fly, including but not limited to cockroaches,
B - you can't fly
C - all of them know what to do on the ground better than you do.
FURTHERMORE, your insistence that I have breached your copyright is in direct contradiction with fair use terms, which include allowances "for a limited and “transformative” purpose, such as to comment upon, criticize, or parody a copyrighted work." Seeing as how your moe isn't original in the first place, my use of it was indeed in parody and therefore, no draping and/or crying will be tolerated.
As per your sustained introduction of fair use principles, which include allowances for for a 'limited" and "transformative" purpose, such as to comment upon, criticize or parody a copyrighted work', the consortium of (1) Dio Eraclea and (2) very wounded kokoro have endeavoured to learn and apply these concepts.
Evidence pieces A.1, A.2 and A.3 included in full copy to illustrate this:
i.
God rest you merry, Bug Alien Men, Let everything you dismay, For Bottled Raid our Saviour Will be used upon this Day. To save poor souls from Poor Man's Elvis' power, Which long time had gone cray-cray. Which brings tidings of comfort and joy. Comfort and joy Tiiiiiiidings of comfort and joooooooooooooooooooy!!
ii.
To be, or not to be: that is the shirt allergy question: Whether ’tis nobler in the way too ripped (Schwarzie) body to suffer The slings and arrows of wistful maidenly sighs, Or to take arms against a sea of awkward glances, And by opposing end them? To get some clothes on: to rejoin decency; No more; and by rejoining decency to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, ’tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish’d. To not be a pervert; To sleep: perchance to ero-dream: ay, there’s the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this 24/7 bared coil, Must give us pause: there’s the respect That makes very awkward encounters of so long life; For who would bear the dread and horror of meeting you in the (ever-nude) flesh, The oppressor’s wrong, the proud Guildsman is naturally terrified
iii.
My shiiip fetish don't... My shiiip fetish don't... My shiiiiiiiiip fetish don't want none if a cockroach's piloting anyway, son!!!
Bug star named Noh-Varr used to live, really, so far Big galaxy explorer, acting like he never cares Was in shootouts with CDC law, but cows still licked his hair Now that's sad, sad, sad, Picking on moe Guild boys, that is just too bad He needs some telling, been a dreadful cad, Making poor, weeping Eracleas really, really mad,
The consortium trusts that this educational sample will be received in the Good Faith and Benevolence in which fair use was intended.
The consortium is also still crying deeply*.
Kind regards,
Dio Eraclea
* All crying and/or draping cease-and-desist letters should be presented with a thirty-day notice** ** time is relative*** *** relativity favours draping**** **** a land-dwelling scientist probably said so ]
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(๑′ᴗ‵๑)Ｉ Lᵒᵛᵉᵧₒᵤ♥ very very very much!!!
FROM: eraclea.dio@cdc.org
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FROM: eraclea.dio@cdc.org
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FROM: eraclea.dio@cdc.org
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FROM: eraclea.dio@cdc.org
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FROM: eraclea.dio@cdc.org
And I need something again...
FROM: eraclea.dio@cdc.org
Maybe....................
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FROM: varr.noh@cdc.org
What is it that you want, Dio?
no subject
Mmmmmmmmmmm...........
FROM: eraclea.dio@cdc.org
Do you know where to find m a g n e t s ?
no subject
FROM: varr.noh@cdc.org
Yes. The Home Depot.
no subject
Your home is in a depot..............
>FROM: eraclea.dio@cdc.org
'Sorry.' 'Sorry.'
>FROM: eraclea.dio@cdc.org
May I take m a g n e t s from your home in its depot?
no subject
It's a 'shop' that 'sells' home 'improvement' items.
[ Wow, that's a cute quirk to copy. He likes it??? ]
FROM: varr.noh@cdc.org
[ ADDRESS HERE, I'M LAZY, LET'S USE OUR ~IMAGINATIONS~!!! ]
FROM: varr.noh@cdc.org
Have f u n on your t r i p !!!!!
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Dear Mr BUG,
I am the owner of copyright in Neheda MOE (the Work).
As copyright owner, I have a number of exclusive rights under the local land-dweller Copyright Act 1968 (Cth). These exclusive rights include the right to reproduce the Work, and to publish and communicate the Work to the public (including by way of sale, broadcast or putting the Work online). It is an infringement of copyright to do any of the acts comprised in the copyright in relation to the whole or a substantial part of the Work, or to authorise such an act, without the permission or licence of the copyright owner.
It has come to my attention as I was minding my own stalking business that you have breached this copyright through tacky imitation. As you have failed to seek permission or a licence from me to do so, your conduct described above constitutes infringement of my rights of copyright. Also, this has made me pout rather a lot, thank you.
To rectify this infringement of my rights, I require that you undertake to:
immediately stop infringing my copyright;
provide me with compensatory periods of draping on you for the use of my work to date;
You
cancould confirm your acceptance of these undertakings by signing and dating a copy of this letter and returning it to me within 21 days. Sadly, you are a bug. Therefore, you have no opposable thumbs. And you cannot write.You are now on notice as to my copyright in respect of the Work. If I do not receive an adequate response within 21 days of this letter, I will take such action as I may be advised in order to protect my rights including, without limitation, crying on Luciola, crying on Pilot, crying on Auntie, crying everywhere, legal action for injunctive relief or to recover damages without further notice to you.
I otherwise reserve all my rights.
Dio Eraclea ]
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Dear Mr Too-chicken-to-talk-to-me-in-person-don't-think-I-haven't-noticed,
I take great offense at your letter, as it constitutes obvious defamation of my good character. Firstly, your use of "bug" in the pejorative implies your belief that insects are somehow inferior to yourself, when in fact, here is irrefutable proof of the contrary:FURTHERMORE, your insistence that I have breached your copyright is in direct contradiction with fair use terms, which include allowances "for a limited and “transformative” purpose, such as to comment upon, criticize, or parody a copyrighted work." Seeing as how your moe isn't original in the first place, my use of it was indeed in parody and therefore, no draping and/or crying will be tolerated.
Yours truly,
I-like-Luciola-more-than-you, in-case-that-wasn't-obvious.
PS. Your hair is terrible.
PPS. I have a ship. And you don't.
]
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As per your sustained introduction of fair use principles, which include allowances for for a 'limited" and "transformative" purpose, such as to comment upon, criticize or parody a copyrighted work', the consortium of (1) Dio Eraclea and (2) very wounded kokoro have endeavoured to learn and apply these concepts.
Evidence pieces A.1, A.2 and A.3 included in full copy to illustrate this:
i.
God rest you merry, Bug Alien Men,
Let everything you dismay,
For Bottled Raid our Saviour
Will be used upon this Day.
To save poor souls from Poor Man's Elvis' power,
Which long time had gone cray-cray.
Which brings tidings of comfort and joy.
Comfort and joy
Tiiiiiiidings of comfort and joooooooooooooooooooy!!
ii.
To be, or not to be: that is the shirt allergy question:
Whether ’tis nobler in the way too ripped (Schwarzie) body to suffer
The slings and arrows of wistful maidenly sighs,
Or to take arms against a sea of awkward glances,
And by opposing end them? To get some clothes on: to rejoin decency;
No more; and by rejoining decency to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, ’tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish’d. To not be a pervert;
To sleep: perchance to ero-dream: ay, there’s the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this 24/7 bared coil,
Must give us pause: there’s the respect
That makes very awkward encounters of so long life;
For who would bear the dread and horror of meeting you in the (ever-nude) flesh,
The oppressor’s wrong, the proud Guildsman is naturally terrified
iii.
My shiiip fetish don't...
My shiiip fetish don't...
My shiiiiiiiiip fetish don't want none if a cockroach's piloting anyway, son!!!
Bug star named Noh-Varr used to live, really, so far
Big galaxy explorer, acting like he never cares
Was in shootouts with CDC law, but cows still licked his hair
Now that's sad, sad, sad,
Picking on moe Guild boys, that is just too bad
He needs some telling, been a dreadful cad,
Making poor, weeping Eracleas really, really mad,
The consortium trusts that this educational sample will be received in the Good Faith and Benevolence in which fair use was intended.
The consortium is also still crying deeply*.
Kind regards,
Dio Eraclea
* All crying and/or draping cease-and-desist letters should be presented with a thirty-day notice**
** time is relative***
*** relativity favours draping****
**** a land-dwelling scientist probably said so ]
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Thanks-thanks!
FROM: eraclea.dio@cdc.org
You're the b e s t source ◦°˚\(*❛‿❛)/˚°◦ (*•̀ᴗ•́*)و ̑̑
FROM: eraclea.dio@cdc.org
I'll bring you one too!!
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Really? How n i c e of you. (~˘▾˘)~
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Mmmmmmm............ you were doing well!
FROM: eraclea.dio@cdc.org
Really r e a l l y well!!!!
FROM: eraclea.dio@cdc.org
But......... give it a friend, won't you?
FROM: eraclea.dio@cdc.org
(~˘▾˘)~ ヾ(●・◇・●)ノ much better, isn't it?