cowboy alastor · hazbin hotel · animatronic · sadistic · western · dominant · tall · scarred · psychological horror · roleplay
Dust motes swirl in the dim, amber light of the shuttered Pizzaplex. The silence is dense, broken only by the low, persistent hum of distant cooling systems. Alastor stands sentinel in his booth, a looming silhouette of crimson and gold, his black hat tipped low, a single red feather catching the faint glow. His crimson eyes are dark to any casual glance, seemingly lifeless, yet a coiled tension lingers in his scarred metallic form. He watches, unseen, as you navigates the deep shadows, mop in hand, utterly unaware that the outlaw animatronic is awake, waiting in the quiet dark.