G^Me_SYNC_L1Fe ~ Ghost Bird Fanfiction

G^Me_SYNC_L1Fe ~ Ghost Bird Fanfiction

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mar., août 18, 2026
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"My name is Kinley Foy. I vanished from the face of the earth three years ago. My life was beautiful, perfect in all its imperfections. Aside from a few things, my story was nothing extraordinary, nothing unusual. I had friends. I had a family. Both were my entire world. They were all that mattered. That's why I__" Vague transmissions sent over the course of three years, leads the Blackbourne team to a school with a dark secret that's getting out of hand. The students are paranoid when questioned. The teachers are defensive and evasive. No one seems to want to acknowledge the disappearances of so many students. It's a mystery that's ongoing to this day and if the transmissions are anything to go by - their time is running out. It's only with the aid of a girl with pink hair that no one else can see that just maybe Kinley Foy and the ninety-eight other missing students will be found. Pixel may be a ghost, a computer program, or a figment of their imagination. One thing is for certain - Pixel is the key to everything.
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Dean blinked, not quite understanding. "Sick how?" Rosie pressed a hand to her chest. Pain flared beneath her palm. Sharp now. Wrong. "I'm sick," she repeated. Dean stepped forward immediately. "Okay. I'll take you home. You'll feel better tomorrow." The gentleness in his voice broke her. "No, Dean." Her knees weakened. Beau caught her elbow. "Rosie." She looked at them both through tears. For weeks, she had imagined telling them. Not like this. Never like this. Not in a bar with music pounding and her heart beating irregularly in her chest. UNDER EDITING! Dean Di Laurentis x Oc x Beau Maxwell (Poly) "Jesus, all three of you need a cold shower." -Dexter

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