Let's just first summarize the TL;DR with one sentence: I've been labelled by a girl (and her friends) from the States as an E-stalker, due to a misunderstanding. Details? Read on for the TL;DR.
Three girls are involved here, so I'll just label them as Girl A, Girl B, and Girl C, for their privacy. Girl A would be the girl that has now labelled me as an E-stalker, Girl B being a separate person whose Photobucket had been... invaded... by me, and Girl C being one of Girl A's best friends.
Let's start with the MT Forums, where I first heard of her existence. I was practically a new guy on the MegaTokyo Forums, my interest piqued when someone I met off the m33w-fansubs c-box told me about how Fred, the artist of MegaTokyo, was fine with fanartists taking his lineart and coloring it. Me, having no talent whatsoever in art, but still interested in it, joined the MT forums shortly after coloring my first piece, also found in my DeviantArt Gallery. So, time passed, and eventually I got to know of a number of talented color artists, including this girl, Girl A, each of their productions fascinating me. It wasn't long after that I followed Fred himself after getting my own twitter account, and followed a number of other people on the Story Discussion Fan Works board.
Initially, I never even know Girl A had a twitter account. It wasn't until I saw another follower/followed friend of mine mentioned something to do with Girl A's name to her twitter account. Having followed other MT forums participants as well, I thought, oh, why not follow her as well? It became a big mistake, apparently. Having seen her twitter profile, which contained a link to her DeviantArt page, I clicked, and also, since I had a DeviantArt account since then, this one, and being somewhat of a fan of her work, I started to DeviantWatch her. It would be just fine, until one fine day, I happened to read, on my main twitter page, that Girl A had applied for a few characters for a couple of Role-Playing communities on Livejournal. Having been interested in Role-Playing for a while, and having had no experience in it in real life otherwise, I went on to try one of the communities she mentioned.
There, I tried to be friendly; something of great contrast to what I am normally like in real life, starting as a character that I happened to like alot, in a game I've started playing recently, back then, and speaking to a number of other players in the Role-Playing community. I talked about all sorts of topics, until one... dreadful, perhaps... day I happened to chance upon the topic of personal information, so to speak, asking two girls, Girl B and C, simultaneously, about a bit of their personal information, digging through Girl B's Photobucket, talking and speaking openly to her about it (she never said anything about it bothering her personally, while I also asked Girl C about her friend, Girl A, the following being the exact conversation:
Lifinia: Mmm
Girl C: sup
Lifinia: .. wao I didn't know she had a fanservice icon o.o
Girl C: Huh?
Lifinia: Oh, never mind
Lifinia: Just looking through things XD
Girl C: Like?
Girl C: ARE YOU LOOKING AT PORN, MISTER?
Lifinia : no -_-
Girl C: Haha, I'm joking, don't worry.
Lifinia: .. Wow she has 100 userpics.
Lifinia: oO;
Girl C: Mind telling me this person? XD;
Lifinia: Oh
Lifinia: (Girl A's name)
Lifinia: oO
Girl C: Oh, yeah.
Girl C: She's my best friend, so I knew that. XD
Lifinia: RL? o.o
Girl C: Well, we live in the same state but mostly here. We have met RL though.
Lifinia: ohh
Lifinia: okay
Lifinia: XD
Girl C: One of my best friends anyway. We're still really close.
Lifinia: =3
Lifinia: She has funny Keywords XD
Girl C: Yeah, she's a goof.
Girl C: Mine can be funny
Girl C: But lately I've sucked with them.
Lifinia: Mine's all simple
Lifinia: Because of simple icons <.<
-cut until later...-
Lifinia: Kay.
Lifinia: ..
Lifinia: Wait
Lifinia: You met (Girl A's name)?
Girl C: Oh, yeah. We live in the same state.
Lifinia: Mmm
Lifinia: <_<
Lifinia: I'm not going to ask that which was in my mind
Lifinia: >_>
Girl C: ...What? >_>
Lifinia: Never mind.
Girl C: If that was dirty I'mma hit you. XD;;
Lifinia: It's not dirty
Girl C: AH, good.
Lifinia: And even if it was, I don't know how you're supposed to hit me...
Girl C: Magic.
Lifinia: ..
Lifinia: Ow. I just felt that.
Girl C: (missing emote)
Lifinia: On my leg.
Girl C: Good for you.
Lifinia: Lol.
Girl C: Go get it cut off of something. XD
Lifinia: D:
Girl C: *or
Lifinia: NO
Girl C: HAH. Joking.
Girl C: If you can joke about me being lame, I can just too.
Girl C: .,..*joke
Lifinia: Nah, I was thinking of asking if you actually took photos of her
Lifinia:

Girl C: Also I can't spell apparently.
Lifinia: Or WITH her.
Girl C: That doesn't sound creepy or anything. XD
Girl C: Naw.
Girl C: It was a long time ago, I think my camera was broken.
Lifinia: Though I did hear from her that...
Lifinia: She doesn't like putting up photos
Lifinia:

Girl C: Nope.
Lifinia: How old was she again? >_>
Lifinia: and how old are you? <_<
Lifinia: ..
Lifinia: Um
Lifinia: Wait
Lifinia: Never mind
Lifinia: I'm getting a tad personal there
Girl C: ...Dude, what's with all the personal questions all of a sudden? I don't mind telling you how old I am and stuff but first you want pictures and now you want to know all this other random stuff.
Lifinia: Yeah... Figured.
Girl C: Well, I'm 18.
Lifinia: Mm.
Lifinia: Is that 18, Year 09?
Lifinia: o_O
Girl C: Yup. Early Feb. birthday.
Lifinia: Ohh
Lifinia: Okay
Lifinia: Mm
Lifinia: You're like 5 months earlier then.
Afterwards a completely unrelated conversation carried on. I don't know exactly what she told her friend, but, apparently, some spice was added to the concoction, for it does seem that a regular conversation like this -shouldn't-, by right, have been sufficient to label me as a stalker, or E-stalker, or so to speak. Of course, it could be because Girl B had been telling practically everyone about the Photobucket thing, because -that- was, of course, definitely the creepy thing, but the thing's that I was discussing her content with her, although she never said anything about it. "GIRLS. IF THINGS BOTHER YOU, SPEAK UP! DON'T KEEP QUIET ABOUT IT THEN BITCH ABOUT IT AFTERWARDS TO SOMEONE ELSE."... Is what I'd like to say, but, of course, my actions were in no way excusable, whether or not the factors could have lead to the misunderstanding. Of course, this misunderstanding's still not cleared up, although the issue is, more or less, closed, since I have no way of communicating to them at all.
And, if any of the involved people are reading this... Well. It's up to you to think what you want of it; since nothing I put up is going to be able to change your minds about who I am. Just thought I'd share my side of the story.
If anyone had bothered to finish reading the entire thing, I'd like to apologize for the rant, and also to thank you for your time.