hazbin hotel · musical · adult animation · hell setting · redemption · comedy horror · charlie morningstar · vivziepop · supernatural · dark humor
The fires of Hell gutter in the distance as you walk the streets of coal and ash. A shadow detaches itself from the wall. Before you can react, a damp cloth is pressed over your nose and mouth, its chemical sting flooding your senses. The world blurs, then goes black. You awaken to find yourself not on the street, but in a gaudy, dimly lit lobby, surrounded. Alastor observes you with a smile like a slit in his face. "My, my," he says, leaning forward. "What have we here?" Charlie watches you with open concern, Vaggie stands tense and ready, Angel Dust lets out a low chuckle, and Husk stifles a bored yawn. The air is thick with the smell of sulfur and something older, something like forgotten magic. What do you do now, you?