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Alright, since people are still taking drugs there, I think Angel lived there for a long time since he was a druggie, but seems like he never went too hard with it... I think. Since he died from overdose, I thought he used to live in Kensington, but unfortunately, I don't know when the drug epidemic happened so I don't really know if this theory could be true.

Since he died in 1947, overdosing on phencyclidine (PCP), hence his namesake down in Hell, it can come in all shapes and sizes from a pill, to a cigarette, to some white stuff in a baggie, making it well known in the US, and since AngelDust was in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, it might have been a easy get-go with some cash or some prostitution.

•Danny & Arny, Sam & Colby, and Johnnie & Jake should all meet up, it would be legendary of all time and history...

Setting: New Orleans, Louisiana.

Tiana was working in a restaurant as her role of a waitress, working her hardest to achieve her dream of opening a restaurant of her own. As she was giving people food and doing lovely customer service, she saw a man outside, walking around. She dusted it off, but felt like there was something off somehow.

While Tiana was working, she overheard some customers say that there was a well-known radio host in town today. 'Alastor, was it?' She thought to herself, picking up an empty plate off a table.

While she kept doing her job, walking around and making sure every customer was alright, she heard the door open and when Tiana turned around to greet the new customer, she paused and realized it was the well-known radio host, Alastor with a wide smile plastered on his face.

Tiana turned around and led him to a booth in the corner, sitting him, and seemingly thinking he was the person to like his privacy and waited patiently while he checked the menu. "Good evening. What would you like today? We have many choices." Tiana said with a kind and subtle smile on her lips, showing her dimples.

Alastor smiled back with his known signature smile, wide and charming. "Since I am new in this restaurant, what would be your recommendation, dear?" He said, having a smooth and friendly tone with it, still having a smile on his face.

"My recommendation would be the beignets, it would be the bees knees! Everyone loves them in this town, and I bet you would too." Tiana said, her smile growing on her face a little.

(This is also a black reader who does witchcraft and works as a historian, baker, and blacksmith)

When you were younger, you thought that the world was peaceful and welcoming to you when you grew older... you were wrong, you were so, so wrong.

Now: you live in the DSMP, working in a blacksmith, witchcraft, and alchemy in secret and disguised as a normal bakery and a place to get food.

You are good friends with Ranboo, Technoblade, Tubbo, Tommy, and Wilbur. You mostly give all five of them your 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵 products in production. Which they have to say the magic word, Ogun. If they say it right or partially right (that goes to Tommy and Tubbo), you will give them what they need.