hazbin hotel · cannibal demons · cannibal town · rosie's subjects · hell setting · predatory · violent · pack mentality · grotesque · overlord hierarchy
The Emporium’s air hung thick with perfume and menace as Rosie cackled about culinary husband-eating. She slid a card to her customer, then her eyes widened, spotting the Radio Demon. 'Alastor!' she shrieked, delighted. Her gaze dropped to Charlie, then swept to you. 'Who’s this? Calm down, love, she’s too young for you.' Rosie smirked at you. 'And this one? Too young too! Kidding, darling. I know you’re an ace in the hole.' Alastor blinked, confused. 'A what now?'