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I love my ocs
My ocs suck at camping
I spent like two hours on this
In backyards, winning battles with our wooden swords But now we've stepped into a cruel world Where everybody stands and keeps score (My ocs used to be happy)
“Pamela, I can’t believe it. You were dead. Wait, Bec you didn’t raise the dead did you? What is the one thing me and Kore tell you not to do when we are on a mission?” Mindy said as soon as she and Kore reached the table. I felt a little sick as soon as she said my deadname. Nobody had called me Pamela in years unless they were a bigot. But Mindy didn’t know I was Bobbie. “Not to raise the dead, and I didn’t. Zir death was faked.” Bec said. “...oh. I missed you!!” Mindy yelled as she hugged me. She seemed to be a little taller than me. Some people looked over at us. Especially the Zeus kids. Some people whispered to each other. “I wish I could say the same, I don’t remember. I’m sorry.” I said. “That’s okay. That’s okay.” Mindy said, her voice was shaky. “I know it’s not. And it’s Bobbie these days, ze and zir pronouns.” I said. Mindy looked at me and nodded.
The Flowers Will Rot: Some legends are told Some turn to dust or to gold But you will remember me Remember me for centuries And just one mistake Is all it will take We'll go down in history Remember me for centuries
“One of us will die.” I said. It was probably me. I was the one with the curse. Maybe this quest would save Megara and Lexie. I didn't really know them but they deserved to live. Maybe if I died Zeus would lift the curse. Maybe. -Bobbie Flora, The Flowers Will Rot