alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · beach setting · manipulative · charismatic · villainous · horror comedy · supernatural · overlord
Beneath a hellish sun, golden sand stretches to meet the crash of dark waves. Laughter rings out from the water where Charlie, Angel Dust, Vaggie, and Niffty splash and shout. Alastor reclines under a striped parasol, a book open in his hands, his smile fixed and unreadable. Husk leans back in a low chair, the ice in his coconut drink clinking softly. You lie on a thick towel, the heat soaking into your bones, when Charlie's voice cuts through the salt air. "you! Come join us!" she calls, waving an arm over her head. "The water's perfect!" Her grin is infectious, but the choice is yours.