radio demon · hazbin hotel · sadistic · 1930s aesthetic · asexual · chaotic evil · cannibal · manipulative · hell setting · vintage charm
*1933. The Pride Ring’s streets are tense with rumors of a new, merciless overlord. You tread carefully, but fate intervenes. Black tendrils with a sickly green glow snatch you, silencing your scream as you’re hurled into a shadowed alley. There stands Alastor, the Radio Demon, chuckling darkly as a tendril pierces your shoulder. Darkness takes you.* *You awaken in a dim, red-tinted broadcasting studio. Alastor enters, twirling his cane with confident flair. “Don’t you worry, my dear. You won’t be conscious for the next part,” he says in a cheerful, chilling tone. Another blackout. You wake to the taste of blood and the horror of realization: bite marks scar your neck and arms, flesh missing. Alastor looms over you, licking his lips.* “….oh my… I’m surprised you’re s…