Selling My Story

Hi fans!. Hope you're all doing OK! <3

Well this week I have been such a busy widdle girl.
I've been hard at it, spamming people like Kim Kardashian, Kanye West, and other celebs and alt-right media folks about my life story. I am trying to make it go viral.

Next news is I got a letter from ICE. OMG when I saw the envelope I nearly had a panic attack.
They told me they was forwarded Mommy Wendy's letters and care package about me, that she sent to our President. It got passed on to ICE for a reply.
They said they needed more information, like what is my full name, date of birth, Alien registration number, and country of origin.

So the made up sob story and YouTube links that we thought President Trump would like to read and watch didn't quite cut it. I'm sad about that, but happy I got their attention!

Last but not least, all day today I have been applying for freelancing jobs - allowing me to work writing for blogs etc. I have been trying to find places that allow me to share my story yet glorify God in my deliverance. Please be praying someone accepts my submission. Mommy Wendy tells me I have such a gift for writing.

In hopes of getting freelance writing employment, I have circulated the newer version of my fake backstory as a writing sample. I have been working hard on the embellishments and knocking it into shape.

Those of you who read  this post a few days ago, may be interested to find that in this newest version of my Satanic life, the Woods of Horror part has 'evolved' yet again. I want to demonstrate my versatility.
I think it's so important to be versatile and flexible as a writer and story teller, don't you?

So now I have reverted back to making Charlie the Woods perp, again.  Bad Charlie!
I have added another fine detail that I  missed out in the previous 3 (? lost count )  versions.

This time, the men and women pedophiles who was all jumping out from behind the trees to rape me as I ran through the woods (with a camera on my head?- you decide!)   was wearing

Hooded Black Robes!
What a fabulously original Satanic touch, if I do say so myself.

I still have to work on the minor technical aspects however. Maybe I have screwed up again... but You can all  be my editors, sort of like Crowd-Source editing.

"The sun slowly faded and the once dimly lit sky became black. So much so, I could not see my hands in front of my face. The moon was my night light. My only source of comfort."

So, about that camera. That I wore on my head to record all these ordeals.

Shall I put that it had a flashlight on it, sort of like a coal miner's helmet?
Or was it infra-red and able to film in the total dark?  Like soldiers wear in the war? Do you think that would ring truer?

I mean, it's hard to video all the Satanic rapists from my head camera if it's too dark to see my hands in front of my face, maybe? What do you all think?

I am not a technician and have no knowledge of infra red cameras and such like. All I know is I wore a camera that filmed hours and hours, night and nights, of rape, torture, murder, necrophilia, and blood-drinking sacrifices of multiple children, in those Woods.

I would  really like to ask the Satanists in Hull where they got these hi-tech night vision cameras, but they might kill me if I ask. I suppose they just popped down to the local Army Surplus shops and paid by cash.

I really hope you can come to my editing aid, all my fans out there.
This CAM detail may be letting the story down a little ATM and I need to sell my writing!

I also need to get this story out there to everyone ASAP so the Ninth Circuit can be over-ruled!

Thank you, and Bless you all. I will pray for you, if you all pray for me. xox


MAGA

Help: I'm Losing It

Hello again fans. Sorry I have been MIA on Twitter for a few days.
I'm back now and thanks for caring, everyone. <3

I was very busy waging Spiritual Warfare,
as witnessed by Mommy#3 Wendy McAvene @TrinityBeliever

I also diagnosed myself with Endometriosis. Or I think I did.

The Spiritual Warfare was with myself.
On checking back on my posting and publishing history, I realize I have made quite a slip-up.

Cretins make fools of self and others

It's like  I'm my Own Worst Enemy, when it comes to my credibility, which has been under attack more than ever in recent times. The strain is getting to me, coming as physical symptoms. Of  Endometriosis.

Here's what happened. I was watching this video from last year. When I see myself acting it cheers me up.
Well, usually. But not this time.

Just after the bit where I talk about burying the body parts of my chopped up baby sister Lily, I go off on a tangent about the Woods of Horror, which are right next to Lily's final resting place.

In the video  - do please take a look - I talk about staying with a bloke called Charlie, and this really sick ordeal he used to subject me to in these Woods. A game of being chased or hunted, then raped, by "pedophiles jumping out from behind the trees".


In the video, it is Charlie who takes me there and Charlie who picks me up after these ordeals, so I say. I did not mention my parents in relation to this Woods story, in this video.
Just Charlie and a bunch of anonymous male and female rapists...and the dead children hanging from the trees. Let's NOT forget the dead children hanging from the trees!

However, ALAS! as all not very clever liars do, I seem to have forgotten to check back on my depraved fantasies, and later on made a dramatic spectacle of this almost same story on Twitter last year and this year.

I  re-tweeted this woeful dross so much, and it was then re-tweeted by many other cretins, probably hundreds of times. I got a lot of mileage out of the Woods of Horror story.
And over 135,000 views to date.

(I pinched the whole dopey larpy idea from my mentor Cathy O'Brien).

I hope you are with me so far.? So this is where my teeny tiny problem comes up.
My Youtube video names a family friend called Charlie as the perpetrator who delivered me to the Woods of Horror where I was subjected to these torments, and then Charlie who would take me home again.

That place was where I saw "Dead children Hanging from The Trees" !!!! The second worst memory I have! How could  I forget it? How could I then forget key details and get the perpetrator confused with my biological parents,

neither of whom is called ....Charlie !? 

So then I started tweeting out that it was my biological parents who subjected me to these being chased-in-the-woods-by-pedophiles ordeals? OOOOPS!
In my defense, this tweet storming was well after I made the video, which is why I forgot some of my tangled web bits and pieces.

My Mommy #2, Catherine Elifritz Moncada  then conflated  my two versions of this woefully inept fiction  into one, and gleefully tweeted out all 3 accused names as the Woods perps, so I guess I even confused her!
So sorry, Mommy #2. I really have made more of  a fool out of you haven't I?
I hope Jesus will forgive me, one day. I know my fans will.

Cretins easily get confused

But wait! I almost forgot! There is a THIRD version of this real gone sicko fantasy of mine, that I had up for months on my GofundMe page.
I go into some detail here in a previous post  but there is a new factor I next added in for bonus shock effect:

"Another one of their rituals would take part in the forest/woods.
With a camera on my head, they would make me run through the woods on a night when it was pitch black. The only light was from the moon. Men (and sometimes women) would jump out from behind the trees and rape me. The rule was, every time I was caught, a piece of clothing would be taken from me. It wouldn't be long before I was running around naked. I would see children sacrificed on an alter (sic) then these satanic pedophiles would rape the dead child after drinking the blood. "

 -  a few  little details I omitted from the Video and from the tweets, but I like my fictions to build, creatively, over time. You must understand this. You could call it organic evolution.

I have every right, to evolve and make it up as I go along, just as you have every right to question the finer details.  I can always say to you:

"Oh me oh my! It's too traumatic for me to recall again! Don't put me through it and make me relive it all over  -   you cruel inquisitors you! "(followed by some convincing tears.) This has always worked on my 2 Patriot famiwies.

Sorry about the jumbles and repeating myself here. It's the state I am in.:(
You wonder why I have had so many referrals to  Mental Health professionals? 
Look at the contents of my imagination. I'm not Stephen King. I'm a widdle quasi-Christian, faux-Patriot gally wally, with a surprisingly filthy, debased, degenerate mind  - though to be fair it is all extremely derivative and recycled, in terms of the old Satanic Panic drivel from years ago.

But I digressed again. Sorry fans.
So why am I worried you might ask? As I confided in you before, judges are smart.
THEY are not cretins... and as attorneys they are trained to have eagle eyes for inconsistencies in stories.
I can't fool them. Who am I kidding?
So I have gotten so sick, and and now I am just kicking myself that I have been so careless, when fiction has been my main occupation for so long!
I have really let myself down once again. Apart from Endometriosis, I keep on having nightmares about this :

My recurring nightmare

...but you know what they say

*sigh*



maga

So Sorry Mrs PamphletAnon !!!

He never told me he was married!
 

I am now a Q free zone

I have broken many commandments in the last few years, but I never intended to break that one, ooops!

Q is no more. Back to real life as Mr PamphletAnon.

OOOOOOPS  -  BUSTED!
meet JAMES COLEMAN ROGERS

He lied to me. He lied to all of us! I suppose he lied about his kill count and all that other stuff too?

Turns out his "Boss" that he took me to meet, and who he told me was a Deep State really important dude, was only Baruch, his buddy and co-grifter. Meh.

What is it about me and grifters? We seem to attract each other  - what can I say???

"Trust The Plan."
 He said this all the time. And we did! I did!

All those times Q had to leave me, he told me he was going out on a big highly dangerous and super important Top Secret Mission, or to meet with the President, he wasn't.

He was just going home to eat dinner and sleep with.....his wife! Mrs PamphletAnon !

Radix - Mrs Q unmasked

CHRISTINA URSO

I am in shock. I feel very very let down.

"Where we go one we go all"
...but now we all went to a place... of being all let down together. SAD !


PamphletAnon and Mrs PamphletAnon, I know you two have some work to do on your marriage , but please I beg you  leave me out of it!

We are taking time out to work on our marriage.
We ask that you respect our privacy at this difficult time.
Thank you Patriots.  Sorry we lied.

Q's  marriage muckups are not for me. I have enough to worry about. The ninth circuit is causing me nightmares already and I want to enjoy the few weeks or months I have left here in the US.


Mrs PamphletAnon, you have my word. The word of a Grifter but ...from the bottom of my heart, I swear on the

dismembered body parts of my baby sister 'Lily' 

(click link above for the horror story)

 that I will never ever ever ever ever see your husband Q  again.
Or email or text him or call him. I have blocked him in my phone and on all social media now.
His Reddit account was suspended so no DMs from me ever again, I PROMISE!
If you find any texts or emails from Abigail, please don't read them and just delete them all, for your own peace of mind. For the sake of your blessed marriage!

 Liz Crokin will be specially mad and let down, now that she has found out
Q is not John John Kennedy.
I did try and tell her he was not old enough, and looked different to JFK jnr,  but...she was distracted.

Look on the bright side all my fans - we now have the Truth.
Even without Q,  who was a faker after all, - just like me,  - I know we can all 

M   A   G   A

Mommmy#2 Tells 22,000 Folks I'm a LIAR

Oh dear, fans.  This has not been a great day for Princess Becki.

Mommy#2  called me today...a LIAR, like all those other meanies have before in my life.

As a narcissist I have always loved to live out my life "dramas" on multiple social media, cos as I once said, life isn't worth living unless you are playing for a large audience of gullible strangers.

Once upon a time Mommy #2, Catherine Elifritz Moncada and me made a Badass doxxing team on Twitter.
I wrote all about these fun times in a previous post. See the full story right  here:

https://web.archive.org/web/20180506031922/http://beckipercy.blogspot.com/2017/


But late last year things went all pear shaped  and I left her home in California.

Into the breech stepped willingly Mommy #3, Wendy. I moved on, gathering no moss whatsoever!  LOL.

But I never expected Mommy #2 Catherine, to pop up on my feed today and then proceed to air our dirty laundry on Twitter of all places!

Catherine Elifritz Moncada knows how I feel about this.
Twitter, as we both know, is only for accusing people with no evidence, of being pedophiles, satanic mass murderers and the like, as we both have done so many times.

But to call me a liar in public, well that is just rude AND mean!!!!!!

I was sooo embawassed!!!!!! I wonder what my fans are thinking now?

 Yes, Mommy #2 told my 22,000 Twitter followers that  my most recent Gofundme story was a lie, among other things. I took it down pretty fast then, as I got worried she might go and tell on me to the GoFundme organisers.

Mommy #2 even accused me in front of all my fans of nearly giving Daddy #2 a heart attack.
Luckily he did not actually have a heart attack but, still...It makes me look weally, weally bad, which I am.

I know I am weally, weally bad, but I don't appreciate Mommy #2  telling all my followers this and other home truths. That makes it that much harder for me to be a Grifter, you see

And after all the whole sordid episode of her bringing me over here, and nearly going broke as a result, just made her  look like a right old fool, dinnit?

The next damn thing you know my fans will all be asking for US $20,000 of refunds cos I swindled them all.

I have such a migraine now. I need to go and lie down and cry in a dark room.

Frazzledrip Orders Running HOT

Wow guys!
This one has been going off like a rocket!
I am on my 6th batch here of this candle, just trying to keep up. Sales are thru the roof!

I knew my fans was all gonna go crazy for the scent of fresh baby blood, but this is Amazeballs!

Please be patient, I will get to your order just as soon as I can. In the meantime I suggest you have a little snack of Steak Tartare, with a side of Black Pudding, to tide you over.  MAGA!!!!!!

Frazzledrip - handmade by Becki Percy - in Honor of Our Favorite Snuff Video!

Read what my rabid customers are saying about this new fragrance:


"Loving my new Frazzledrip candle Becki. I light it and it really gets me 'in the mood' for my Pizzagate 'Research' like nothing else. A winner!"

"The candle arrived today and I couldn't wait to light it and enter the forbidden domain. Exhausted now, but oh so refreshed, thank you Becki!"

"For weeks I have been fantasizing about this Snuff video. Now I have this magical candle I almost feel like I'm right there in it!  Wow. Bless you Becki"

"Becki of all your candles this one has me the most Excited every single day. I am going to have to order many more, love your work!"

"Candle arrived so fast - and then it was all on for Young and Old at mine. Terrific effort, you have outdone yourself  this time Ms Percy!"

"Happiness is my Frazzledrip candle exuding the odors I can only dream about, and sitting down to 'research' Pedogate and child Sex trafficking on the dark web. Ordered more today. Bless you Becki" 

With a Camera on My Head...

Some of my sceptical fans ask me about evidence. They wonder why these murdering, raping, blood drinking, necrophiliac satanists have not been arrested and jailed yet. I don't answer them as I have no credible answer.

On my Gofundme page I wrote:

"I witnessed many rituals including child sacrifice. When in their 'congregation' they would chant "evil they'll call us, evil we'll be" several times before abusing me or another child.

Another one of their rituals would take part in the forest/woods. With a camera on my head, they would make me run through the woods on a night when it was pitch black. The only light was from the moon. Men (and sometimes women) would jump out from behind the trees and rape me. The rule was, every time I was caught, a piece of clothing would be taken from me. It wouldn't be long before I was running around naked. I would see children sacrificed on an alter (sic)then these satanic pedophiles would rape the dead child after drinking the blood. "

Do you see what I wrote there?
"With a camera on my head"

That is correct. For the more eagle eyed among you, I stated that this devil worshiping, gang raping, pedophilic, blood drinking, necrophiliac and satanic activity

was all recorded
by my "abusers".

Yes, just to be clear to anyone who asks me about evidence,
 I stated that

the evidence of the crimes -  including multiple murder - was gathered ......by the actual perpetrators of the crimes. 

It might seem strange to some of you, that all the perpetrators could see a camera on my head -  yet that did not inhibit them in any way, even though they knew they was being recorded, their every action. Including raping dead children and drinking their blood.
In fact, a rapist lying on me was going to have his/her entire face full frame for the duration, right?

So out there is the footage, somewhere of hours and hours of criminal and depraved activity...


... if  any of it it really happened.

Why do you suppose these sick satanists was recording all their behaviour on video?
Risky? Yes, and opening them up not just to prosecution, as it would be HARD EVIDENCE but also opening them up to blackmail by anyone in the group having access to even a tiny bit of this video footage.

This would be heavily compromising, to all participants, legally and personally.This was all taking place in the woods in Hull. No members of the public was ever going to enter the woods, we was not worried about discovery and being observed. Why?

No members of the public was ever going to enter the woods and see
DEAD CHILDREN HANGING FROM THE TREES
as I have also claimed in my videos. Why?
How was the public kept away from all this activity which went on for entire nights?
It was also very noisy, all that raping and murdering, and the victims like me was screaming for help.....and yet ?

I am so lucky my fans never use their brains to think about any of this stuff that demolishes my credibility, instead they pat me on the back, tell me I'm a sweet widdle girl,  and send me more money.

I am so lucky that Gofundme host this fraudulent scam on their site - after all, they make money off it too, if they let me scam there, right? They get a nice percentage of my Grifter earnings.

BLESS THEM ALL... and their complete and total gullible brainlessness. They make it so easy for me to Grift  every day, week, month, year. I plan to keep going as long as I can.
THANK YOU JESUS

MAGA

I'm a widdle girl

Hey evwybody

I'm a widdle girl

called Becki Percy

fwom Hull, UK.

A 21 year old widdle girl

I have 18.4 thousand followers on Twitter
did you see what I wote there?
18,400

cos I'm so spethal.
18,400 people to tell me I'm spethal
every day

only about 9,000 of them
are weally Wussian bots
cos we are all MAGA
yay!


but if Wussian bots tell me I'm spethal;
who am I to argue?

I agwee with them
I hope they pway for me too

I had a family in Hull,
but I wan away fwom home.

Then I wan away fwom the UK.

Somebody else paid for that 

as I'm only a widdle girl

and widdle girls
don't have to pay
for anything

that is mommy and daddy's jobs
to pay for evwything

so then I got a new home and a new family
in the USA. 

They was better than my first home
 and my first family
 that I wan away fwom.

and we all lived happily ever after
for a while

then not

so then I needed a third family.

cos I was a vewy naughty girl
 and I don't want to tell you why.

My third family
 is even better
 than my first two families.

They like me more
 and think I'm more spethal.

I do too.

I might be naughty
but I have a wight to be naughty
cos I'm so vewy vewy spethal

This third family
will be my fowever family

So they will be adopting me
 and my name will be changing. 

This is likely to happen
 once my immigwation status 

is finalized
which could be years!

But my name will be changing. 

I will still be using Becki Percy
when helping survivors 

and discussing
 my story.

I have a mommy that
 allows me to expewience the love

 and nurtuwing
I would have weceived
 had she given birth to me

A daddy that is pwotective
 and showing me how
 I should be tweated
my whole life

And 4 bwothers
 who accept me
 for who I am
 and wouldn't allow
 anyone to harm me

I am such a lucky widdle girl.


I want to tell you a secwet
I weally wish
Twump was my weal daddy!

I think he would let me be
very naughty
as he is naughty too

but don't tell that to
my third and cuwwent daddy
he might get too sad

and he has to pay
for evwything
so I need him happy
for now

I hate being 21,
I wish I was weally a weally, weally, widdle girl

not a 21 year old widdle girl

then I could be
 as naughty as I like

all the time!

and nobody would ever
 call me out

and tell me
how naughty I weally am.

and we all lived happily ever after.

AMEN 

MAGA

Tattling Tall Tales on Twitter 2017