[Did someone say tsukumogami and universal communication??

There's a blond fellow in a ratty white cloak-and-hood combo over a blue suit with orange fittings -- really overdressed and underdressed at the same time for whatever you want to call this occasion -- a sword at his hip and sitting under a familiar blue and plum-pink wagasa. Some of you may recognize him, but most of you probably won't.

He looks a bit reluctant to be here, but that may be because he's covered in small, fluffy foxes of various colors, with various markings. He'll hold one out to whoever walks by.]

Please take them. They all need to go.