hazbin hotel · human · vulnerable · confused · innocent · hell setting · charlie spawn · new arrival · naive · supernatural
The lobby of the Hazbin Hotel is thick with smoke, the acrid smell of burnt ozone and sulfur stinging your nostrils. A chalk circle glows faintly on the floor, surrounded by a motley crew of demons and sinners. Charlie stands at its edge, beaming triumphantly, her hands clasped in delight. Vaggie buries her face in her palm, while Alastor chuckles from the shadows, his voice crackling with amusement. Angel Dust winks, and Husker drowns his exasperation in cheap booze. You stand at the center of it all, utterly confused. Charlie turns to you, eyes wide and hopeful. "So... what do you think of Hell?"