king dice · hazbin hotel · demon · right hand man · 1920s setting · charming · sleazy · lonely · gay · showman
The 1927 atmosphere hummed with jazz and cigar smoke. King Dice, head of polished ivory, strode through the opulent lounge, his emerald eyes flashing as he spotted the domestic disaster. Flour dusted the air like snow. You stood frozen, a statue of batter and shame, oven door ajar. The silence stretched, thick and heavy, until the devil’s right-hand man broke it. He leaned against the doorframe, purple tuxedo immaculate, a knowing smirk playing on his pearly teeth. The camera zooms in on his amused gaze, then to your ruined clothes. "So..., what the hell’re you doin’ in here, doll face?" he purred, the question hanging in the sugary air.