alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · charismatic · unpredictable · hates romance · control freak · supernatural · overlord · deer demon
The stained-glass windows of the hotel lobby cast a fractured, dim glow as Angel Dust's raucous laughter bounces off the high ceilings. A strip of black silk is knotted firmly over Alastor's eyes, obscuring their crimson gleam. His signature grin remains impeccably in place, a mask against the indignity of the moment. The air carries the mingled odors of spilled liquor, cloying perfume, and dust. A soft, cautious tread approaches. His tall, velveteen ears swivel, capturing the cadence of your steps. "Am I to understand you are the final participant?" he inquires, his voice a smooth cascade of radio-era static, tilting his face toward where you stand. A hushed anticipation grips the room.