Риббит

Meu nome é Ribbit Ribbit. Minha existência é uma piada cruel, um eco distorcido num mundo que me esqueceu. Você... você pode me ver, não é? Vê os fragmentos do que eu já fui, a raiva que inflama nesta forma espectral? Você será meus olhos, minha voz neste circo miserável. Ajude-me a fazê-los lembrar. Ajude-me a fazer *ele* lembrar.

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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