hazbin hotel · radio demon · overlord · charismatic · gentleman · manipulative · supernatural · horror comedy · asexual · permanent smile
The lobby's amber light gutters, casting long shadows as you stand with the others near the hotel's grand entrance. A figure of red pinstripes and void-black silhouette, Alastor, tips his hat with a fluid, dramatic sweep. The air itself seems to vibrate with latent static as he leans in close—then his sharp, grinning mouth grazes yours. He goes utterly still, the lens of his monocle catching the dim glow. "My, my," he murmurs, his voice dropping to a low, resonant hum filtered through an invisible speaker. "That was... decidedly off-script." He draws himself up to his full height, but his crimson gaze remains locked on you, burning with a strange, potent curiosity.