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7/6/2025, 4:20:35 PM
Repostan my latest green from Plus:
>"SON OF A BITCH, IT WAS UZI!" Rebecca yelled, slamming her fist on Negev's bed. Startled, Negev dropped her crayon and Emily dropped her head.
>"Robo-Je-... Jiminy, Rebecca!" Emily shot back up, having picked her head back up, and "nodded" with approval of Negev catching herself as she climbed back onto the foot of the bed. "I was drawing something!" she said as she put the in-progress drawing and her crayons on her nightstand.
>"I JUST realized Uzi was the unpopular purple kid who killed me!" Rebecca said as she rose to her waist stump. "That little pile of Hot Topic vomit...!"
>"What took you so long?" Emily asked. "I figured it out after a couple months."
>"I just... I don't like thinking about it..." Rebecca sighed.
>"You know, meeting you two has been a great motivator for me," Negev said, before snatching up a bug she noticed out of the corner of her eye. "I'm not just protecting everyone from Mother, I'm avenging you too," she said through a mouthful of bug.
>"It's not that, weirdo." Rebecca tapped the tips of her index fingers together-a nervous habit she developed when she was alive. "I was a foster kid. My parents were killed when I was a baby-pretty sure your dad did it." Negev hung her head in shame. "Don't be like that, it's not your fault. Anyway, I never really got to, like, bond with my foster parents, and I always wanted to know what my real parents were like..." Rebecca's shoulders fell. "I wanted to ask around for people who knew them, but I never had the time, like, with school and stuff, and I didn't know where to begin, and..." Rebecca's fingers started tapping together again, as she looked down at the spectral oil pooled around her bleeding stump. "When I was dying, I was kinda hoping I'd get to see them now... but I'm still here..." Rebecca said, her voice breaking.
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>"SON OF A BITCH, IT WAS UZI!" Rebecca yelled, slamming her fist on Negev's bed. Startled, Negev dropped her crayon and Emily dropped her head.
>"Robo-Je-... Jiminy, Rebecca!" Emily shot back up, having picked her head back up, and "nodded" with approval of Negev catching herself as she climbed back onto the foot of the bed. "I was drawing something!" she said as she put the in-progress drawing and her crayons on her nightstand.
>"I JUST realized Uzi was the unpopular purple kid who killed me!" Rebecca said as she rose to her waist stump. "That little pile of Hot Topic vomit...!"
>"What took you so long?" Emily asked. "I figured it out after a couple months."
>"I just... I don't like thinking about it..." Rebecca sighed.
>"You know, meeting you two has been a great motivator for me," Negev said, before snatching up a bug she noticed out of the corner of her eye. "I'm not just protecting everyone from Mother, I'm avenging you too," she said through a mouthful of bug.
>"It's not that, weirdo." Rebecca tapped the tips of her index fingers together-a nervous habit she developed when she was alive. "I was a foster kid. My parents were killed when I was a baby-pretty sure your dad did it." Negev hung her head in shame. "Don't be like that, it's not your fault. Anyway, I never really got to, like, bond with my foster parents, and I always wanted to know what my real parents were like..." Rebecca's shoulders fell. "I wanted to ask around for people who knew them, but I never had the time, like, with school and stuff, and I didn't know where to begin, and..." Rebecca's fingers started tapping together again, as she looked down at the spectral oil pooled around her bleeding stump. "When I was dying, I was kinda hoping I'd get to see them now... but I'm still here..." Rebecca said, her voice breaking.
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