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[king--of--ducks]

What happened to McAlastor

(and McVox, ig)

[[Both the McAlastor and McVox accounts no longer exist. I’ll leave it up to you to make some Matpat level theories about why. But I will say those accounts will not be coming back, the reasoning is not my place to share.

What IS my place to share—their mod and I were talking, and I was left with two options for McAl disappearing.

•Lucifer left him

•McAlastor died

Now, I haven’t had angst on this blog in a damn minute, and I couldn’t imagine Lucifer leaving McAl. So, naturally, me and the old “blitz-horsie-enthusiast” mod from the discord server got to work plotting and angsty death.

Below you will find a description of what happened, and below the cut/TWs you will find all the @ s and a very gorey plotline]]

[[The story goes as such. McAlastor and McVox used to date, obviously not anymore. So McVox decided the best course of action would to pull a “If I can’t have him, nobody can”, and hired Striker (played by the old Blitzø mod) to kill McAlastor while he was taking a nap in the freezer. Eventually Lucifer will find out who hired Striker, and, well….both “Mc” accounts are dead for a reason.

And despite McAl only being his fiancé and not husband, that doesn’t change him seeing Alyx and MJ as his kids.]]

TW:BLOOD, DEATH, GORE, I THINK THAT’S ALL?!

🍎Al! Al! Guess what?!🍎

Lucifer called out as he entered the McDonalds. It was one of those glorious days where Vox wasn’t working, and he could openly be lovey with his fiancé without judgment or doubt.

He hasn’t gotten a response, so he called out again to no answer. This wasn’t concerning to him, Alastor liked to sleep in the freezer a lot, he could for sure find him in there. So he quickly skipped on over, pulling open the door.

🍎Al! Deer! Gue—🍎

Lucifer froze like a deer in the headlights as he saw the state his deer lover was in. Holy bullet through the brain, another in his chest for good measure, blood dripping on the floor with a sickening dripping sound.

🍎A……..Al’!🍎

Lucifer charged forward to desperately check for and sign of life (or at least not double deadness), pulling his love into his arms. That same forever grin still plastered on his face, a calm one signifying a death in his sleep, one of Lucifer’s many duck prints blankets now coated in blood had been wrapped around him.

He was gone, gone and Lucifer couldn’t prevent it….he hadn’t been there.

He held Alastor’s cold lifeless corpse close for what could have been minutes, hours, maybe even days for all he knew. His sobs and Alastor’s blood had souled both of their outfits, and the blanket……this was it…it was the end of McAlastor.

@headlessdeaddancer @alyxdefoisnthere @damian-morningstar @charlie-morningstar666

[i-will-kill-your-entire-family]

I fucking told you guys they existed.

I told you on @biggesthuskersimp589

That they existed.

But you didn't believe me.

The McAlastor

And McVox people

Did exist.