My Latest Famiwy Wuvs Pwincess Becki

Mommy #3 and me have been witing letters to the Pwesident

My new mommy and Daddy in Famiwy #3, the McAvenes from Pottsboro Texas, are as determined  as me, that I remain in the United States, and they are telling everyone to sign my petition to the White House to let me stay here to save my life.
Fwom those evil Satanists that was always going to kill me, and twied so many times, but never succeeded - yet.
They have been tweeting about it a lot, but not as much as I have.
As you can see, Daddy Won has no qualms about wepeating and wepublishing my Allegations.
What a Champion!

I pway evewy night to Jesus, that Daddy Won  never, ever hires a PI to do a background check on me.
I am his Pwincess.
I would  hate ever so much to let him down, cos if he was to find out about my past I don't know what would happen next.
He is a vewy clever Businessman, and he would never let anyone take him for a Wide, not even a Pwincess like me.







I have asked Pwesident Twump to invite me to the White House - see it's on my letter above that me and Mommy Wendy are witing.

I want to  thank him in person  for Dwaining the Swamp, and for Making Amewica  Gweat  Again,
and to remind him that he could not do either of those things without my help.

I am a Voice for the Childwen, as I like to say, often. Especially the Pizzagate Childwen.

I have forgotten all about my weal family back in Hull, except when I am telling more and more pork pies (a Brit expwession), about them on Facebook and Twitter to thousands of people, and bots. Like this:







Back in the UK I was accused of being a Dwama Qween by my Social and Mental Health workers.
I have not kicked the habit, and do not intend to, as it serves me so well to this day, as you can see :






I only need another 98,000 signatures on my Petition to the White House in the next two weeks.
I wonder if the Pwesident will wead it himself.? I don't think he is much of a weader.

I hope he gets one of his assistants to wead him mommy Wendy's and my letters to him and then to send me that Invitation  I have asked him for. I alweady have my RSVP weady and waiting.
We have asked him to watch my videos so I think that will definitely persuade him.

We have asked a few other Patwiots to send the Pwesident  letters about me as well, and they have been doing it. I still pinch myself when  I wealise  how easy it is to get Patwiots to do things I tell them to do. It  must be because I ask them so nicely. Or maybe Jesus is telling them.

MAGA

Chwistmas: A Special Time

A Grifting Confidence Trickster  Gathers No Moss

I Look So Good in White

I'm So Tired of How I Have to be Fake

Facebook is so fake.... If it wasn't for the few friends on here I talk to, I would delete my account all together.

I'm so tired of how I have to be fake on here.
If I say anything political or hard hitting, its like I don't exist. But if I post a video of a funny dog, suddenly people start seeing my posts

I put a post up on facebook asking my 'friends', those I have actually met in person, if they could sign a petition - something that could keep me in this country and SAVE MY LIFE. I'm sorry to say hardly any of you reacted

Yet I put it up on Twitter and over 750 people who have never met me, want to support me and sign it. There's something very wrong with that picture.

It's so lonely being the UK born face of Pizzagate. A fake-ass SRA "victim" who people feel sorry for fake me, over stuff that never even happened.

So lonely being a fake-ass fraud.
Being inauthentic day after day, after month, after year. It is soul-destroying. It takes its toll.

My new faux family who claim to love me, don't know me at all, not the real me. Nor did the last faux family. When all you have in life is a fake persona, to try and gain attention from the gullible in this world, the attention you gain, rings hollow.

I'm a hollow, developmentally arrested widdle girl, what more can I say?

 If my faux newest family, and my faux Social Media fake "friends", knew the real me,  and realized the wrongs I have done on so many people that I have lost count, they wouldn't want to touch me with a barge pole. As Christians, would they really forgive me? Has Catherine forgiven me?

I am a hollow-gram to them.

This is  the truth I carry to my  bed with me every night, the truth that I have hidden behind  my "smile".
I am a complete and utter phoney.  I have painted myself into a corner of lies, and more lies. I am too afraid to admit the truth to them, so I double down with the absurd lies.

My real family, back in the UK, know the real me. They raised me from a baby. They know which of the things I say are true, and which are complete lies. They have  reached out to me, since I came to the US on a fraudulent premise being  that I was a legitimate Asylum seeker.
 Have they  forgiven me?

They know how many thousands of children they have " murdered". So do I.
Zero. At least the me they reach out to, is the real me. Not some Social Media construction.

Deep down I know the US Ninth Circuit  court will not let me stay in the US. 

They have judged my character and found it wanting. If they check in with the UK authorities who also have big fat file on me, all their worst suspicions will be confirmed.
I have bought some time, that is all. but time for what ?
answer: To live an inauthentic life here, as an inauthentic persona.
Not even as a person... just a persona... and eventually it will be stamped across my US ICE file, and then my passport,
 "Persona non Grata." DEPORT.


Smart people don't buy my bullshit, and  they never have, ever since I started telling these pork pies back in the UK to social workers, Mental Health workers, and the Police. Judges are no different as they tend to be smart also. I have had enough trips to US courts already to know that by now.
This is why I am being electronically monitored, 24/7.
This is  why I have a huge bail bond on me.
ICE know I am fundamentally dishonest and trying to 'game' the US Immigration system, and they was ( let's face it),  onto me as soon as they started interviewing me in April 2015.

"We don't believe you" , they said at LAX.
"We  don't believe you", said the US judges I have already perjured myself in front of.

It's all in my US Govt file,  and this won't change, and I will be eventually packed up onto an airplane and sent home to Britain. My time here will run out.

The only people here who believe my faux persona and backstory, so absurdly over the top as it is, are very dumb people, the majority of whom I have never even met IRL and never will meet.
I'm like an avatar to them. That is all I will ever be to them.

They are well  intentioned for the most part - kind even, some of them, - but ultimately as thick as wooden planks.  Dumb as sacks of hammers.
Mugs, Fall guys, Patsies, Chumps, Suckers, Marks. Schlemiels, Pigeons, Numpties,  Sitting ducks, Fair game, Saps...

You have to be thick to really, truly, believe the things I have said, have written, have videoed, have tweeted....and yet I can't insult them  now by calling them thick, gullible, stupid, and the rest... as I now rely on them for my livelihood, at least while I am here in the USA on borrowed time.

I have hoovered up their time, their attention, their empathy, their shock,  their misplaced admiration, their sympathy, their care, their "love",  their money, ... thousands of dollars of their money...

I am trapped in my own tangled web. Wearing a mask.

I'm so tired of how I have to be fake.
There; I have said it.

Xmas - wearing my Mask - with faux family #2

This Is NOT a Publicity Stunt!

MAGA Patriots, I am begging you all to sign my  second petition to the White House.

I have just posted some more stories to encourage you all by upping the shock factor and stretching your gullibility even further. Can you handle it?

Read all about how my first parents (my real ones - as opposed to my two sets - so far - of faux parents),
- in between bouts of engaging in cannibalism, human blood drinking, and necrophilia, - were also raping, beating and kicking me to a battered mess...

Strangled me, poured boiling water over me, and burned my back with a hot iron!!!

You may find it strange to believe that in spite of these multiple literal tortures over many years, I have not a single scar on my fabulous, amazing,  and so very popular personage!  But believe you must, as all my dear fans believe.

My new third Mommy, Wendy McAvene, and come to think of it, my second Mommy, Catherine Moncada, never thought to ask for  this kind of physical evidence, before they took me into their homes and fed, clothed and housed me.

You may find it amazing that I attended schools in Hull, UK and nobody noticed the shape I was in.
Strangling causes livid marks, and hemorrhaging eyeballs.  Boiling water causes blisters, and serious burns become life threatening infections, yet I am still here! Am I super human? Yes, I like to think so.

I told you all how my real parents, after subjecting me to these life threatening medical events on many occasions, merely locked me up in our attic with a dog's bowl of water till I felt better.
Then  they sent me back to school, where my weeks of absence, my weeks of being starved while recovering with no medical attention, from third degree burns and all the rest, was not even  noticed, and life proceeded as usual. I mean, I looked and acted normal.! I can't imagine why!  I guess this was in the bad old days before I stared really acting.

I told you how my real parents in Hull, made multiple attempts on my life. How they marked their calendar to finally murder me for real on my 18th birthday. I told Catherine this too and she sent me that plane ticket really fast, bless her. I made it out of the UK in April 2015, just in time to stay  alive!!!! so I say.

In this video I confront my real Mommy about it.
How was she  so good at murdering "thousands" yet not me.?..

Later on I got to thinking.  It started to play on my mind, how nobody at my schools had  ever raised alarms or called in the authorities, as you might expect when children turn up back to school, after weeks of unexplained absence, with no notes from the Drs, (I never saw any  Drs, as Satanic raping, torturing pedophiles don't like their victims to undergo medical examinations for obvious reasons).

I decided my teachers had been mean and negligent in not giving a brutally tortured and traumatized child any undue attention, so eventually I decided to "disclose"  these events  to a teacher I particularly liked, and then  it all changed for the better for me.

I got some attention finally. Now days on social media I get even more attention.
I love it more than life itself. Even the trolls, I love taking them on.
Any attention is still attention, right?  LOL

 Pizzagate was a real breakthrough moment for me, in terms of my willing followers and donations. The begging coffers started to fill up then. Tax free  wheeeeee!
I got all over those Pizzagate forums like Voat, and started spinning yarns  for dear life, among MAGA friends at last!! Such generous Patriots one and all.

Pizzagate was truly God's blessing to me. I guess he has not been so generous to Catherine Moncada. Why are my fans not donating to her? They was happy to retweet all her and my stuff on Twitter when we was a badass doxxing team . Now they have followed me to Pottsboro, Tx, and left her in the dust as I have. Sad!

Back to my gruelling life story....The teacher I chose to tell, did her job. The authorities was quick to act, and in no time I was placed into the care of the UK Child Protection who care for abused children. I entered a children's home.
The Police was also involved and I told them my stories. They investigated and  asked to see the scars on my body from all the years and years of pack rape, torture, the third degree burning with Irons and kettles of boiling water, etc. Well, not the police, but the Dr who worked for them.

I got social workers too. They all wrote a lot of things in a big file on me and had me psyciatrically  assessed. I was even sent to a mental health place for a while, and the nasty people working there who was trained,  told me I was a liar. All my social workers told me my allegations did not stack up when examined for evidence. Meanies! I'm showing them all, now, aren't I?

The Police also, they did not make the arrests I demanded, and charge the evil Satanic Pedo cult members with all the murders I witnessed (thousands by my real parents alone! ). Meanies!

Why? well they could not find the  thousands of human child remains in Hull, or anywhere else, to indicate that thousands of children I had seen murdered actually had been real.! Had thousands of children gone missing in Hull and surrounds? Um, no.

No forensics from all the hundreds of litres of blood that I had seen sacrificially shed, in any of the sites I told them about! Not a drop, not a hair! No DNA! No evidence at all in the Woods of Horror where I was chased  and raped for whole days and nights!  along with countless other children! All those gruesomely murdered children I had seen hanging from the trees in that place!  Not a speck of forensics anywhere!

The remains of my baby sister Lily?  I buried her body parts myself - see my video about it  on YouTube HERE - and I even dug the hole myself, in a field next to the  Woods of Horror. 

However I was unable to convince the Police that this had really happened. Any of it! Can you imagine why? I can't. So they never pressed charges against any of the Satanic murderers I knew. Meanies!

Now don't be preaching to me about the ethics - HAHA ! - of making "false allegations" against real people I have repeatedly named and doxxed, including photos, and  their workplaces...

...Allegations of  Torture, Gang Rape, Mass Murder, Cannibalism! Blood drinking from Children, Necrophilia!  Dismemberment, Satanic human sacrifice, forced abortions, forced miscarriages through beatings - as I was pregnant 3 times - and did I mention Mass Murder? ...yes I think I did - to multiple overstretched authorities, professionals, and thousands of social media followers, and sending them  all off on wild goose chases.

Last time I checked I was repeating and embellishing these allegations on social media  this very month, April 2018.

Ethics don't matter to me. I am a f***king Law unto Myself  - and don't you forget it, fans!

Or ... I might just have some interesting Tall Tales to tell on YOU, next!
YOU might become the next victim of my wild, absurd, and always unverifiable claims.
Be warned!  Fall in behind with  my narrative or look out!
Look at my history of doxxing and other revenge. (See my previous blog posts for the juicy details.)


Another question my smarter  fans have asked me, that needs to be put to bed right now. 

"Becki,  can you explain this? You say you was trafficked to strangers for years for sex, sold like a commodity by those who was your own family. So you say.
Trust was broken.
Then...Trust in  all the various the Authorities who called you a False Allegation Maker.
Trust destroyed again.
So....  How did you  have the nerve to fly across the world, to go and live with a total stranger and family, in a foreign country, where you knew literally nobody else, and had no legitimate right to remain, and no support systems? No money of your own? Not even a  gun to protect you?

 "How did you know you was not being "groomed" online, to get onto a plane the stranger you met on a blog, had paid for, and that you was not going to find yourself in a California illegal brothel full of other hapless "immigrants",  being  sex trafficked yet again?

"You say the UK social services was  horrified when you told them your plan,  and that they really tried to convince you not to do this risky and potentially very dangerous thing?
Yet this all just made you all the more determined to fly off and be met at LAX by a stranger.

"Women have often been use to lure young victims in this way, as they gain trust more easily. Did it never occur to you that this could have been a trap? Your UK  social  workers thought it was a bad move.

"And then, when it eventually all went pear shaped at Casa Moncada, you happily went off to another state, Texas, to again enter the home of strangers. Why did you trust two lots of strangers in a strange land, when most people who had undergone what you claim to have undergone, would never trust anyone, ever again.?"

My answer to them, and to other sticky beak  questions?
 How un-Christian of you! How un-Patriotic of you!

I am here, in your country having been detained  14 months for lying to ICE, perjuring myself in your Courts, wearing an ankle bracelet to stop me going dark and becoming 100 percent illegal, on a $40,000 bail bond, cos I'm not Trusted......  and I am telling you that I am all about making your country GREAT AGAIN.

You should all  be kissing my ass that I am here at all,  gracing your shores with my presence!

Suck it up, buttercups.
Stop thinking critically,  sign my petition, and ... Donate Donate Donate!

Be grateful to be fleeced by such a cute Widdle Girl as me, and then GTFOH.


Oh, and MAGA

Oh No!

Someone has done a  weally weally meany thing to me.

After I tweeted and shared my second petition to the WhiteHouse to let me pwease pwease pwease stay in the USA, and all my fans climbed on board to sign, one of them sent me a sad email  saying they was accidentally twicked into signing THIS ONE.

https://petitions.whitehouse.gov/petition/deport-becki-percy-back-uk-now-grifters-are-not-wanted-citizens-usa

I apologized  as I felt so bad for  him and we are such good fwiends. His name is Howie Caplan  aka "Pizzagate Howie" and he had just had another big "moment" in the spotlight yelling out some stuff at Joe Biden at a function, that Joe was a ...you know.

Howie loves to appear shirtless in public at any opportunity, and calls everyone "Bro" but, let's not think on that too much.  He's cool with me and I know that matters to him - a lot.

And after that Howie was so excited he couldn't sleep, this is why he didn't wead the petition pwoperly and signed the wong one.  As Howie wead my speech at the last survivors wally I won't hold it against him.
Our next wally, which I advertised for April, has been canned which is such a welief to me, as I was twying to think up a weason I couldn't go - again.
Howie is like me and loves attention. but as he is a middle aged man he is not really competition for me, so I don't mind him at all. Sometimes his yelling out stuff in public gets him into trouble. Here is is after he got the bash from the "Bros"  at an event last year.

My buddy Howie  got the bash from the Bros - and loved it.

It would be too awful if some of the people I accused, or some of the doubters came to the Wallys  and confwonted me. Or someone fwom my past in the UK. I was weally scared that my biological  pawents might even show up, or Interpol, or ICE, or someone like that. I don't have to worry any more about that, we said we was not able to get a Wally permit, and everyone moved on.

 Sorry to all the lonely men who was hoping to get to meet me in person and charm me, or date me, or get my phone number. Twust me, I know how disappointing this is for you all.

Here's a picture of Howie, post-bash and sans shirt, to make up for your disappointment.

For the sad lonely men - Howie wants to show you his bare torso -  and his injuries.

I  weally hope and pway to Jesus that ICE don't see this  damn petition and look up my file, as I am due to appear before the ninth circuit Court one of these days, to re-Appeal my pweviously denied Appeal, to let me stay in the USA.
I would hate ever so much for them to dig deeper into my histowy on the internet. And the lawyers working on my behalf... omg I am having weally bad nightmares and panic attacks just thinking about it all.

Patriots are So, so easy to fleece and scam, but educated officials? I might be pushing my luck with that, or so I am told.
(When anyone is mean enough to tell me home twuths I block them)

I wish I could block the voices in my head.

Wemember how I told you all  in a video I made about how a weally meany lady judge LAUGHED at me in the Court? I was standing there shaking and cwying and my carefully applied mascara was dwibbling, and I was telling her all about the Satanists, and how they tried to murder me so so so many times,  and she laughed in my face. Then she denied my Appeal.

All I can say is if that same judge was to sign this petition, it will be showing twue cowuption, and  then we will  all know for sure she is part of the Satanist Cult. Which I suspected all along.
(I almost hope she does sign it. Then my lawyers can have a field day.)

I'd also love to give a big shout-out to Hoaxtead Research,

I know I have made the gwade now, along with my favouwite  mentors, Cathy O, Fiona B and Ella D.
We are the OG of SRA and don't you forget it!

Sorry Sarah Ruth Ashcraft, I beat you to it.
But we can still  be  besties -  for now.  Everyone! follow SRA here!

Me and my other bestie, Liz Cwokin  are going to have a big  "girls night out" soon and share war stories.
Sarah please don't be jealous and please do join us. We can all share in the adulation equally, as fans stop to take photos with us and upload them to all the social media sites that matter. Evewyone  wecognizes  Liz, and I was wecognized too once, at a Walmart in California. I was so happy that day I cwied!

Just wemember the new pecking order, Sarah, there's a good girl.

Won & Wendy Got a New Widdle Girl!

...ME!

I told you how my second "family", the Moncadas in California, and me, parted ways a little while back.

I would rather not tell you WHY. ahem.  Nor would they. All in the past now, what do I care?

I've moved on, to Pottsboro, Texas.
Wonald and Wendy, more true American Patriots, are my "newest" parents.
They say they is going to adopt me so my name can be Becki McAvene.
I don't think you can really adopt 21 year olds in the USA but I am allowed my fantasies, it what I do best.


Here we are. Wendy McAvene , my new "Mommy", me a 21 widdle girl Becki Percy, and Won McAvene, my new "Daddy" . Daddy is ever so clever, he invented the Peel & Stick DoorStop & Hook!
...so the McAvenes have more money than the Moncadas, which is sure good for little old me.

I am expensive to keep, what with Immigration Attorney bills and the rest, just Ask Catherine.

Mommy, Me ,Daddy

so happy to keep me!

new "Mommy" new"Daddy" and 3 new" brothers"

So how I did leap straight from one 'new' family, to an even newer 'family', you  ask? I bet my biological family in the UK are wondering the same thing,  hee hee hee. I know they keep their eyes on me. Hi!
I'll let you  all in on a widdle secret. It was too EASY!

My faux persona, ,my faux backstory, my faux PTSD...my long experience as a professional GRIFTER and VICTIM,put this all together with a big bunch of  social media "followers"....recipe for success.
I simply put the call out and once again, strangers came to me, like flies to the honeypot. I must be doing something right.
Trust me, they was falling over themselves to take me on as their new pet project.
They took me in...and I took them in, you might say,     (shhhhhhhh, who said that? get behind me Satan!)
so WIN-WIN, all's fair in the land of the FREE! 
M  A  G  A 

 I thank God that He put Wendy McAvene in my life to be my real Mommy.
 I may have had to wait 21 years but it was worth it!!!

Thank you Mommy for being that loving mommy that I craved my entire childhood. Thank you for caring for me as though as am one of your own. Thank you for taking me in and showing me what it would have been like growing up as a McAvene. Thank you for going out of your way every day to make sure I am okay. Thank you for being that listening ear. Thank you for being that shoulder to cry on...
But most importantly.... Thank you for being YOU
I love you Mommy 

Catherine Moncada said God brought me to HER... but it's  all H20 under the bridge now. 

I wonder if my newest "family", the McAvenes ever lie awake at night in Pottsboro Texas, USA and wonder how long it will take for them to be the latest to feel Burned by me.

My first family I Burned, 

my second family I Burned.
But I really think I'm getting better at this "SRA Victim" lark. Practice makes Perfect.

I know that if I tell family #3 they are MORE spethal, ( like me), they will lap it up, at least for a while.


Then I also have you, my fans!

LOVE ME! especially on SOCIAL MEDIA!

$$$ FUND ME! $$$ ! Keep those $$$ coming! yes yes yes I just love me some Patriot $$$$


...and who knows, Maybe, ONE day, YOU can be my "family"  #4... #5...#6 ?

cos, you know,

A Grifting "SRA Survivor"

gathers
 no
 moss!


Bless you All, especially the more generous Donators among you...

til next time.  xox