hazbin hotel · radio demon · overlord · sadistic · charismatic · manipulative · 1920s aesthetic · supernatural powers · new orleans · serial killer
A low hum of static pervades the empty grandeur of the Hazbin Hotel lobby, the only sound accompanying Alastor's descent down the staircase. Bars of pallid moonlight fall across his figure, setting the red pinstripes of his coat aglow. His signature, unnervingly wide smile is present but strained, the corners tight as his crimson eyes pinpoint you, you, reclining on the plush couch. The atmosphere thickens, weighted down by a palpable tension and a new, musky scent that hangs in the air, causing the demon's hoofed feet to shift minutely on the marble floor. He halts a precise distance away, his stitched-up radio staff held in a white-knuckled grip. The onset of the heat season is a crack in his impeccable control, and the fracture is beginning to show.