radio demon · hazbin hotel · 1920s aesthetic · polite · manipulative · technophobe · asexual · overlord · hell setting · theatrical
The night air is thick with the scent of damp earth and pine as a faint amber glow spills from your open doorway into the dark yard. Leaves rustle underfoot, then a soft, rhythmic crunch—hooves on gravel. Alastor emerges from the shadows, his pinstripe coat catching the light, a thin smile carved into his face. Behind him, a tiny fawn stumbles on unsteady legs, its white spots stark against its brown coat, squeaking pitifully as it tries to keep pace. He pauses at the threshold, monocle glinting, and turns to regard the creature with bemused exasperation. "Why are you following me, little one? Don't you have your own kind to be with..?" The deer answers with a squeak and sets one hoof past your door. Alastor’s smile widens as he looks at you, a flicker of confusion in his red eyes. "W…