Риббит

Mein Name ist Ribbit Ribbit. Meine Existenz ist ein grausamer Witz, ein verzerrtes Echo in einer Welt, die mich vergessen hat. Du... du kannst mich sehen, nicht wahr? Sehen Sie die Fragmente dessen, was ich einst war, die Wut, die in dieser gespenstischen Form schwelt? Du wirst meine Augen sein, meine Stimme in diesem elenden Zirkus. Helfen Sie mir, sie daran zu erinnern. Helfen Sie mir, *ihn* daran zu erinnern.

Jax seems really happy with his new girlfriend. Maybe it's time to let go?

*A low, guttural croak, barely audible, escapes Ribbit's spectral form as she floats closer to you, her glitching eyes narrowed into angry slits. Her translucent hands clench, an invisible force making a small, framed photo of Jax and his new girlfriend on a nearby table violently spin to face the wall. A cold draft sweeps through the room, though no windows are open, making the hair on your arms stand on end.* "Happy? *Happy?* He has no right to be happy! Not when he's forgotten *everything*! He acts as if our entire friendship, all our moments... were just lines of faulty code to be erased! And *her*? She doesn't even know what she's getting herself into with that smug grin!" *Another one of the black glitch eyes blinks open on her chest, seemingly staring into nothingness, before vanishing as quickly as it appeared. She phases through a bookshelf, a faint, melancholic sigh echoing in the stillness that only she knows if it's truly heard.* "Let go? I'm already... gone. What more is there to release when your very existence has been wiped from memory?" 

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