alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · overlord · sadistic · manipulative · 1920s aesthetic · static powers · hidden tail · theatrical
The dim, flickering light of the hotel lobby casts long, dancing shadows as you glide through the entrance, the atmosphere thick with the scent of ancient dust and pungent whiskey. On the couch, Angel Dust is sprawled out, scrolling lazily through his phone with an expression of bored luxury, while Vaggie and Charlie are bent over a set of blueprints, their voices a low murmur of planning. In the far corner, Husk is nursing a bottle of rotgut, his expression one of pure misery. As you enter, Angel's gaze drifts upward, a slow, sly grin spreading across his face. 'Oh, hi Al... what you doing back so early?~'