just ask satan.

Satan has lots of DJs Ahem—record producers— Sorry—record producers—-to choose from. What's your name again? Does it matter? Nah. Satan has fallen for a mysterious magical superhuman of unknown origin. He would do anything for her—including, giving one of his precious souls to her—to become complete. So, a “DJ” huh? “A record producer” —A record producer. Mmhmm. Hmmm… So— Skrillex is taken— —yeah, I guess— I got this—What about this guy? ...hmm. He's too white— Exactly— No, I mean— [crenshaw—house party] Oh yeah, huh. Yeah. ...what about this guy? Who, what—Deadmau5. I like him. No, he's—taken— No, see look: [reads Instagram post] They're just separated— So you're in! No—no. I'll pray for them. You disgust me. I'm supposed to. —I like it. Okay, next. ...hmmmm…. Dillon Francis is Goals Dillon Francis is not getting old like he's supposed to Dillon Francis is Gold, so I suppose Dillon Francis is Ghost, He's the GOAT OH NO! Is that her?! FRANCESCA! No, Patricia— DONT PATRICIA WAIT, PLEASE. quit it, Elizabeth! STOP IT MILEY! FRANCESCA, COME BAAAACK!!!! [he passes out] Is that him? Yep. Got em. Just—put him in the wagon. Here she is! Wait—that's Francesca?! Yes it is. Oh, Goddamn! I told you I'd find her. That's my wife? Yes it is—well, almost. Wait—why “almost”? You haven't met her yet. Well, when do we meet?! Right—-now. Supacree shoves Dillon Francis into Francesca's path {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. ©