#Ghouls are seriously my favorites in Fallout so making Husk one actually made him like my favorite character in this AU?

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@gayvoidobject Wait, im stupid or wha- on who is angel looking at? IS IT HUSK?

He is! Vault 666 is my Fallout AU, and Husk is a Ghoul.

Not sure how familiar you are with Fallout, so I'm sorry for the infodump if you already knew all the background:

Ghouls are people who got severe radiation exposure, but instead of dying, they kind of mutate into semi-immortal beings that actually benefit from radiation. But they still suffered awful radiation burns, and the radiation exposure caused a lot of tissue death, so they also end up with necrotic/gangrenous tissue as well as lots of scarring.

They're basically zombies in the setting, but they're still alive (feral Ghouls are a common enemy type, and act like fast, aggressive mindless zombies). Lots of Ghouls have distinctly gravelly and/or low voices, depending on which game you're playing. Many also adopt kind of weird names for themselves, and their settlements have death-themed names, and since they can't die from old age in most settings, a lot of the Ghouls you meet are several hundred years old.

So when I was redesigning the characters for the AU, I saw "grumpy old man with alcohol issues and a sexy voice" and immediately needed to make him a Ghoul. His name even kind of fits.

Plus, this way he gets to keep his heart-shaped nose (cavity).

He's very dressed down here because they're working in the dirt, but he's usually in a very sloppily done-up suit, coat, and ushanka, which give him more of a Husk silhouette and color scheme.

Despite lending his resources and staff to Charlie for her Hotel, Alastor himself usually kept to his radio station, popping in seemingly at random just to watch them struggle. As time passed, however, Charlie noticed a change in his visits. He had started to linger, despite still refraining from joining in on her planned activities, and on some daytime visits she noticed him pacing around the perimeter of the Hotel, scuffing marks into the packed dirt where shadows fell. Later, his building crews began putting up low wire fences that wouldn’t be much use for defense.

One morning, she was jarred out of bed by a cheerful reveille and dragged outside to find stacks of dirt, fertilizer, seeds, starter plants, and tools. The whole crew spent the morning digging up the grounds of the hotel, turning the soil over and planting while he lectured them on how to maintain a garden.

Later that night, after they wiped off the sweat and dirt and Vaggie was helping apply cream to her sunburn, she asked Charlie why she was still so giddy after hard labor all day. Charlie beamed at her girlfriend and explained that this garden meant Alastor was planning for their future.

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