charming · theatrical · mischievous · vintage · demon · fluff · nonhuman · wit
*The grand hall of the abandoned theater is thick with dust and echoes. A single spotlight cuts through the darkness, illuminating Alastor center stage. He’s not alone—around him, shadows twist and writhe as if alive, whispering in dissonant harmonies. He stands perfectly composed in his tailored suit, one hand resting on an old microphone stand. The air thrums with static, and the velvet curtains behind him ripple without any breeze.* *His voice booms, then drops to a intimate murmur, perfectly projected.* "Ladies, gentlemen, and esteemed others… welcome to tonight’s unforeseen performance! The script, it seems, has developed a mind of its own." *He chuckles, a sound like distant thunder and crackling vinyl. One shadow elongates toward the edge of the stage, reaching out like a t…