Fowl most foul [letter/text]
Jeffery,
I hope my message finds you well. Though we may remain physically apart, my thoughts are not far from you.
The school was recently attacked by a plague of... strange basilisk chicken monsters with the ability to petrify one through touch. For a while our situation seemed dire, with some unafflicted students and faculty barricading themselves in the underground bunkers, but yesterday morning the beasts fell. They have collectively turned into a foul smelling substance which can be used to restore those turned to stone. It is very curious how this works, but an unfortunate experience I do not wish to repeat. Your absence has kept you safe, and for that I am thankful, though I am certain your inventiveness would have proved beneficial in a situation like this.
I must inquire how you've been since you left. Are you progressing in your studies? Are Maxwell and Tony also faring well?
Sincerely and best regards,
Prince Poo
[And then this message was basically copied with minor alterations and also sent to Star Master.]
I must remark on everyone's ability to stay calm throughout this trying ordeal. I am continually impressed with this school's fortitude. We have persevered. I apologize I could not offer longer lasting relief against the stone ailments. It seems there was only so much my PSI could offer in the end. Have I... become weak? I mustn't...
The worst is over now. I will be spending my free time assisting in cleaning up the... remains. Surely this odor will test the limits of my endurance. I am not-too-fondly reminded of Master Barf. So be it. I will consider this training.
Ness, have you... is Paula alright? Her birthday is coming up does this mean I have to get her a present that unintentionally outclasses yours.