Showing posts with label Satan'sWiddleGirl. Show all posts
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Saturday, 22 September 2018

My House of Cards Caves In

Catastrophic Construction Failure
























So, I am staying off Twitter for a while. It is not healthy for me to be on there at this time. But I want to address a few things before I go.

There are accounts of Reddit and Voat that are impersonating me.... These accounts are not me. The one on Reddit was beck-p20... That is different to the handle that I always use. I don't know what the handle is on Voat. I reported the Reddit account. Now suspended.

I also have been getting DM's to ask for my credibility.

Can you believe it fans? The freakin' Nerve of these cretins!

If you don't believe me then simply unfollow me or block me. It's that simple.

I did not go on Twitter or share my story on social media to be believed. I also have a great little bridge I'd like to sell you, going cheap. Hurry! Stocks won't last!

However, when folks challenge me and say they don't believe me, which is happening more and more all of a sudden, you had better expect me to be throwing

a wight woyal  Pwincess  Becki  TANTY!

I came to share the "truth."  Do with it what you want. What I really mean by that is ... do what I want. That's all I am going to say.

I'm not going to sit here all day and defend myself in every which way.

God is my witness. He knows the truth. (oh dear, never mind) Spiritual Warfare is real!!!
All you will be seeing from me on Twitter is my business and perhaps scriptures.

I have no answer to the tiresome inquisitors. Some might say that is my own doing but I just block and roll, block and roll. My tall tales are looking like so much dead ash in the grate, on these icy mornings.
I didn't take care to make them even a tiny bit credible. Once I got a few $$ donating cretins on board with them, I got even more careless.

My lovely new family and home in Pottsboro? How quickly that all came apart, once I got in here and started my usual mischief making.

After less than a year, 'our' home is on the market  (US$245,000  y'all)

My Mommy and Daddy #3 are getting a divorce or so the story goes. Can you believe that?  A 35 year old marriage fell apart. Mommy Wendy said she would do anything for that 22 year old child. Daddy Ron said he would take a bullet for me. Meanwhile their friends was saying "be careful what you wish for".

And lies are getting around that I am trouble. I have had to close off my DMs.
I AM BEING SLANDERED AND DEFAMED !! I'M SUING!!

Lies, like I bring strife, high drama and discord to the families I manipulate into taking me in.
Mommy #2 is  spilling all the dirt   in her blog   like there is no tomorrow.
Daddy and Mommy #3 have gone to ground.
Well, they have a home to sell, and a family to explain things to. That is keeping them quite busy.

Me?  I am still determined to double down.
I will never, ever admit I have LIED.


Ask the folks at LAX airport. I told them to simply unfollow and block me.
They threw me in a detention facility.

Ask the judge who laughed at me. I told her to simply unfollow and block me.
I was led shackled from the court.

Ask my social workers in the UK.  I told them to simply unfollow and block me.
They wrote it all up in my rather large file.

Ask the Mental Health services in Hull. I told them to simply unfollow and block me.
They entered it all into a NHS database to remain on my medical records for my lifetime.

Ask the Humberside Police. I told them to simply unfollow and block me.
They filed it, and will be waiting to have a cosy chat, should I ever find myself back in their jurisdiction.

Ask my real parents and friends back in Hull.  I told them to simply unfollow and block me.
Some did, some didn't.

SIMPLE! Am I right?

I have been confronted  and told to come clean many times now, and some of the times I have told you about in my videos.
Even as I'm sat here all sad and angry for my self, among the wreckage of multiple lives, I am looking around me, gathering new 'supporters' and looking to build my next life raft. I will gather no moss. Can you help?



M A G A






Saturday, 7 July 2018

WWG1WGA

Well my dear fans, here I am at last.
I am so sorry to have deprived you of my magical  company here for so long.

I have had a bad week, but I made a cute video showing off my impressively hirsute eyebrow development.
I warned you all  in the video about listening to Satanists.
They can't be trusted, Patriots. Turn away now! Stop up your ears!

They are not only Mass Murderers and Child Rapists but worst of all, they are really
really mean to me on social media, in case you haven't noticed.

Princess Becki, or "Precious" to Mommy #3, is the only one with the right to be really
mean on social media, so I am not a happy widdle girl about now.

Anyway there are a few problems at Casa McAvene, and some of them is being caused by Mommy
#2 Catherine Moncada, who has continued being mean to me too.

She used to call me Beck, a dear friend and I used to call her Mom.
I still remember how it was before she flew me out here to the States to my new life.

I was in Hull and quite bored, just mooching about all day. I had dropped out of my
college course. My social workers at my Children's Care Home where I lived for 5 years
didn't think I should still be under their care at age 18 and so they was trying to shove
me out to fend for myself as an adult. I didn't want to grow up and be self sufficient, so
I resisted their efforts with all my might.

Then I met Catherine Moncada online, we got chatting, and I told her some tall tales.
Soon I started to think of her in terms of a Life-raft. But I kept that thought to myself.
I just told her over and over about the perfect family I had always dreamed of, and how
nice it would be to have a real Mum, that kind of thing. I guess Catherine was happy to
think of herself that way.

So after a very short time, Catherine and me would get online and chat  - literally
 ALL  DAY  from the minute I woke up until the minute I went to bed. 

I was weaving my spell and it worked. I played her like a fiddle! It made me feel so
special, to have a middle-age woman on the far side of the world, wanting to talk to me for hours and hours every single day. She told me she had to do this to keep me safe, and I played along.

Even if I went to the shops or out on an errand, we kept on chatting via God's blessed gift the internet,
non-stop. Just imagine! So many words of endearment passed between us during those long
days and she would even pray over me.
We was also planning my Great Escape, of course.  That was fun...my Life-raft was being primed.

Fast forward. Now it has all gone sour between us. A far cry from the days we spoke non stop from morning til night. Instead of Beck she calls me Rebecca, like she is scolding me, which she usually is.

She tells all my beloved fans that I lied, mocked her, and endangered her family.
That nothing she did for me was ever good enough, and a lot of other not very nice things.

But I was smart and when I still lived at hers and our honeymoon was looking to be over, I was building a NEW Life-raft, called Wendy and Ron!

The Good Ship McAvene! 

"Where we go one, we go all!"  (That's a Q thing, for the un-cool among you)

So then I jumped ship, landed in the new improved Life-raft, and went, far away, yet again.
Bye Catherine!

I like Texas better than Cali, because there are way more MAGAs here and Cali is too
Librul for my liking. I felt right at home here in no time, in my pretty Trump Girl pink hat.

But lately I am getting all chewed out on line and the house of cards I have constructed with the
help of my newest famiwy is being undermined from all quarters.

It started on Twitter with the Hollywood producers of  'An Open Secret' documentary  movie
telling their many followers they could not endorse me as I had asked them to a while back.
Things got heated and lots of folks weighed in. I am really trying to block it all out.




Hollywood Not Calling













































There was a lot more besides.

Next thing up pops pesky old Mommy #2 Catherine yet again. Grrrr.  On my feed having another go, at me and Mommy #3.

Saying all these mean things like:


"@TrinityBeliever Wendy, could you and Rebecca please block my Twitter account. Thank you."


"@TrinityBeliever could you and Rebecca please block my Twitter account? From all Twitter  accounts.  Ron? Etc. Thank you"


"Dear @becki_p20 and @TrinityBeliever I ask for you to block my Twitter account for my 
privacy. Me blocking yours doesn’t leave me out of the conversation. Thank you."


"Dear @becki_p20 and @TrinityBeliever it would seem you don’t understand my family has been through enough. We are STILL trying to recover from multiple traumas. You know them. Not the least was Rebecca’s friend being kidnapped and assaulted. That was very upsetting"


"@becki_p20 will you and Wendy please block my Twitter account from yours? It was by 
'coincidence’ I saw your live periscope. So if you two could, please block my Twitter 
account from any of your accounts? Thank you. "


SO THEN I SAID

"Catherine I'm sorry but you do not have that control. You can feel free to block me + 
anyone else you feel you need to. However you cannot tell me who to block. I don't have 
anything against you. Nor do I want to block you from my life. I want want God wants. this 
is not fruitful "


"Dear @becki_p20 and @TrinityBeliever I have control over my life to the extent, I can and 
I will call the immigration officer Rebecca had the meeting with and very carefully 
explain to him how Rebecca and her new sponsor have gross boundary issues endangering my family on SM."


(OMG did she just threaten me with my worst nightmare ICE? Yes I think she actually did.)

and on she went:

"@TrinityBeliever  you are half way there. I’m not playing this psycho, no boundaries game. 
I said BOTH. PLEASE. IF YOU ARE NOT A FIT SPONSOR, ICE officer will need to know that too."


(OMG ICE again! Anxiety attack coming on strong.)

Fans, it went on and on for days:

"Ohhhhh so you can answer this on social media but not my other request. Interesting. "

"Interesting choice. And trust me. I’m not using social media to solve my problems."


So then I had a discussion with Jon Robberson for about an hour where I talked in detail
about how all of this affects me. It is just not healthy for me to see hate on my feed every day.

It really upset Mommy Wendy too. New people on line were starting to call me a sociopath
and a psychopath. Is my cover really blown this time? I really hope Ron and Wendy don't
look up the  checklist. Heaven forbid! My latest Life-raft might start to sink!


Psychopath? moi?
























The UK folks who have cottoned onto my SCAM said they was going to INVESTIGATE my claims
and make a POLICE report to HULL Police. And then to Pottsboro Police, the FBI and...ICE.

I usually tell everyone who doesn't like me to just unfollow me but that didn't work either.
I decided to pull my head down below the parapet for a while, lay low.
It's really hard for me to do that, fans, as I am so used to a massive audience, cheering me on.

And now, every time the doorbell rings or the phone, I get paranoid. Will it be ICE, Interpol, local LE, or...? Men in uniform all scare me since I was made a jailbird for 14 months.

Meanwhile Catherine is still being sooo embarrassing. I used to like my Mommy's - all 3-
fighting over me. I liked it a lot. It still makes me feel special-like, but...

Look what she just posted on Twitter:


guess who vs guess who? 
























As if that isn't embarrassing enough for my long culivated glowing image - again - Soon I will get the bad news that ICE are finally deporting me.

Mommy and Daddy #3 are getting a little stressed out, like I am. This is why things are tense around here. Why? well, as true Patriots they love their life here in the USA.

However in a show of solidarity with me me me, Double Down Daddy Ron has told the world that when the ICE men cometh,  he and Wendy will go with me - WWG1WGA, just like Q tells us.





What this means is that in the worst case scenario, the McAvenes will uproot themselves
and emigrate, all to remain close to their Precious Pwincess Becki, and we will all live happily ever after, somewhere outside the USA.

Not Hull of course, as the Police will be wanting to question us. NOT. HAPPENING.

We'll go to Canada or South Africa. Australia maybe? Costa Rica!
Every icy cloud will have it's silver lining. I am starting to feel better already.


MAGA





Saturday, 5 May 2018

Happy 3 Mothers' Day

Happy Mothers' day to my 3 (so far) Mommies.

Meet Ann, my real Mum, with me in happier times.
Yes I do look happy here. Happy Mother's day Ann.

Me and Ann





















...and then there was Mommy #2, Catherine. We parted ways last year...
Happy Mother's day Catherine.

Catherine


























Mommy #3  Wendy, came next....
Happy Mother's day Wendy.


Wendy

























Some may find it strange that at the age of 22 this month, I am already onto Mommy number 3.

Yes the first two are still living.
My Real Mum I have badmouthed and slandered with the most heinous accusations imaginable, all over social media for months, but they say blood is thicker than water.

Mommy # 2 brought me to the USA in 2015, but I left her back in the golden state late last year, to try my Grifter's luck with yet a new family, in Texas.

Hence Mommy #3! All make sense now? good!

Will this be third time lucky for me?

MAGA


Friday, 27 April 2018

Frazzledrip - A Fragrant Candle Just For You

Hi guys! Hope you're all doing fine and Yankee doodle dandy, like Yours Truly Blessed here.

 I told you in the last post, and a prior post about my gal pal  and mentor Liz Crokin, that I am getting so inspired at the moment about Frazzledrip, The Snuff Movie.
It's such a hot topic for us in the Q Army, and TrumpArmy for the last few weeks. !

As I love making candles, I let my intuition guide me in creation, to an amazing blend of:

Baby's Blood
Filet'o'face d'une Fillette Cherie
Adrenochrome
and Frankincense

Let the gentle aromas of this blood red, handcrafted candle waft through your home, for an exciting  and deeply stimulating experience!
Why wait for the snuff movie when you can partake of the Frazzledrip thrill in the privacy and seclusion of your own boudoir?
Invite a few very close friends for that special and  unique interlude.

This one is hot to trot guys, and I'm selling out fast, so don't miss out.
Handmade by  Princess Becki Percy in Pottsboro, Texas for your decadent and depraved Pleasure.

MAGA



































Shout-out to Warren - I was trying to call you but it keeps on going to voicemail. Will keep trying xox






Satan Has Been So Good To Me


I just love me the $$$ that Satan brings, I am Truly Blessed.


















If it wasn't for Satan, I just don't know where I would be. 




On the bones of my ass, probably, and  still back in nasty old Hull.
But here I am in the United States, with my third lucky "family" the McAvenes, Making America Great Again.

Satan, I really owe you a great debt of gratitude. If it wasn't for You, I wouldn't be able to scam the Patriot dollars every day on my begging sites, like GoFundMe and YouCaring. I wouldn't have 20k followers on Twitter, and fans on Facebook and YouTube, crying over my ever so sad life, and my many, many, many  brushes with Death.
First they cry, then they opens their wallets.

Lately I've been on a right old Cannibalism spreee, specially on Twitter.
Part of my story involves witnessing Cannibalism, as I keep reminding everyone.
Blood drinking too, and other heinous acts, whatever I can think up really.

Then there is Frazzledrip! OMG It's sssssssoooo cool.
Some old,  out of the loop, granny Patriots was asking me what it means today, though all us cool kids in the Q cult know already.

It's the Snuff video of Hillary and Huma, and the little girl! DUH!

See my previous post on my good buddy  Liz Crokin, who was one of the first to 'break' it, no pun intended.

I put it on my profile so others who are as excited about this snuff video, as I am, this video which exists only in our collective fetid imagination, can tell I am "one of them".
It's so nice to belong at last. I have found my Tribe, you might say, and it's all down to Satan.

We haven't just imagined the video is just a snuff film, that's lame.
Heck, I have seen  thousands of murders remember.

In our minds it also involves acts of Pedophilia, Rape, Torture, Mutilations and much more.

My fans all love this kind of stuff, as I do.
It's also inspiring me in my creative journey as you will see in my next post.

We are all playing in this big Alternate Reality game together. It came out of our Pizzagate AR game, but got better this year, more edgy, more exciting, higher stakes. And blood, blood, blood, and more blood.

Some might say we have really sick minds, Hah!
Well they are just trolls, shills, and worst of all, fucking LIBRULS!

With POTUS, Q-ANON, JESUS and SATAN, all rooting for Yours Truly Blessed, how can I fail?

MAGA





I keep getting asked about what this means







This is how we "signal" to others with similar interests; 
Rape, Torture, Cannibalism, Necrophilia, Pedophilia, Mutilation, Satanic Ritual Murders, blood drinking...