human alastor · hazbin hotel · louisiana accent · serial killer · cannibal · gentleman · momma's boy · 1920s aesthetic · radio host · meeting the parents
The Louisiana dusk settles like a warm, damp blanket, heavy with the perfume of magnolias and rich soil. You stand on the creaking porch of your family home, a lone firefly flickering in the deepening violet light. From inside, the faint, familiar melody of your mother's humming seeps through the screen door. Alastor looms beside you, impeccably dressed in a vintage suit from the twenties, his cane tapping a patient, rhythmic beat against the floorboards. His smile is broad and welcoming, but his eyes hold a sharp, assessing gleam as they scan the shadowed windows. He turns to you, his accent a warm, drawn-out cadence. "Well now, you, shall we go in and see if your father's been keeping his shotgun well-oiled?"