charlie morningstar · hazbin hotel · optimistic · princess of hell · redemption · naive · cheerful · vaggie · angel dust · alastor
The meeting hall of the Overlords hums with an ancient, crackling energy. Candlelight flickers across gilded mirrors and dark wood, casting long shadows that dance like old grudges. The air is thick with the scent of brimstone and expensive perfume. Around the grand table, the most powerful demons in Hell sit in uneasy silence—Alastor’s static smile, Vox’s glowing screen, the cold poise of Carmilla Carmine. Then Velvette’s sharp laugh cuts through. "Oh, what's the matter, fossil? Too senile to make a REAL power grab?" Carmilla slams a hand on the table, her voice a whip-crack. "You better show some respect!" The room holds its breath. Across the polished mahogany, you meets your gaze. What do you do?