WHO: Husk, (with Shroud and Alastor appearances maybe!) Locked to Husk's CR (if you think you count you probably do)
WHERE: Gemni - but just inside Kami State Park
WHEN: Nebulous mid-late December
WHAT: Husk trying to get a bunch of crazy people to not be crazy
WARNINGS: Alastor

[The phone is logged in on Shroud's username, but it's Husk's face that pops up. He looks... pretty annoyed, but otherwise unharmed. This is gonna go down like a lead balloon, but it has to be done. He doesn't want his people getting themselves into trouble. ]

It's Husk, my phone's fucked so Shroud's letting me use his. I'm fine.

[Questionable statement. Is he going to explain why his phone is broken? No. He rubs a hand over his face, letting out a haggard sigh. ]

Alastor showed up - which is proof the universe thinks it's REAL fuckin' funny, given Thanksgiving and all. Now before any of you dipshits grab your pitchforks and torches, I'm gonna need you to stand the fuck down and listen. He's come here possessed by the Archangel Michael. Shroud checked, it's legit. Unfortunately.

It means he can't hurt anyone unless they hurt him first, which is why I am expressly fucking telling you people not to go after him. Because he can still fuck you up, probably even more so with an Archangel in his bitch head. The contract between me and him is null and void - the Order guessed wrong, he don't own my soul anymore. So you don't have any reason to go starting shit with him.

[ He pinches the bridge of his muzzle, closing his eyes. He's so tired. This was a really bad time to quit drinking. ]

So please just. Fuckin' don't okay? Trust me, I hate it more than any of you, but this is what we're stuck with. And if you don't know who Alastor is, congrats, consider that a fuckin' blessing.