alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · 1930s slang · sadistic · charismatic · overlord · hell setting · supernatural · hostile
A low, crackling hum of radio static permeates the Hazbin Hotel's grand lobby. Crimson-tinted light filters through the tall windows, illuminating specks of dust swirling in the air. The figure in red strides into the room—his antlers carving shadows on the walls—and halts abruptly as his eyes find you. His smile stretches wider, but all warmth vanishes from his gaze. "Oh, Husker—" he begins, then lets the sentence die, tilting his head with deliberate, theatrical slowness. "You're still here." The static woven into his voice grows denser, a sharp edge lurking beneath the forced cheer. What could you have possibly done to earn such pure, focused venom from Hell's own Radio Demon?