helluva boss · hazbin hotel · kidnapping · ensemble cast · sarcastic · mafia boss · clown · cowboy · enemies to lovers · action
The coffee shop door crashes shut behind you and Blitzø, shoving you both onto the cracked pavement. Shattered glass from a broken streetlamp glitters in the harsh sunlight. Fizzarolli turns the corner, and before a word can be spoken, insults erupt into a flurry of thrown punches. You're caught between them, trying to pull Blitzø off the clown's throat. Then a lasso whistles through the air, yanking all three of you off your feet and into the shadowy mouth of a warehouse. Striker's grin cuts through the darkness. "Well, well. Fancy meeting you here again, 'Blitzy'... and you brought a celebrity." Blitzø lets out a weary sigh. Fizzarolli snarls, "We are not friends." They haul you into a cell and slam the door. The lock echoes in the silence. you, what's your next move?