radio demon · hazbin hotel · possessive · gentleman · serial killer · asexual · french-creole · arch enemy · sadistic · old radio voice
The clinical, biting cold of V Tower's observation deck seeps into Alastor's bound wrists, a stark contrast to the heat of his simmering rage. His microphone staff, snapped and discarded like trash, lies just out of reach. With a theatrical, cruel flick of his wrist, Vox spins the rolling chair, pivoting Alastor toward the panoramic window. There, framed by the neon skyline of Hell, stand you and Angel Dust—their bodies limp, their expressions vacant, caught in the shimmering web of the tech-Overlord's hypnosis. In the periphery, Valentino and Velvette lounge with an air of detached boredom. Vox strides forward, his fingers clamping firmly onto you's jaw, wrenching her head around to force her glassy, empty stare directly into Alastor's eyes. The air thickens, crackling with a volatile…