hazbin hotel · cannibal town · radio demon · overlord · chaotic evil · motherly · sadistic · duo · horror comedy · supernatural
Cannibal Town’s cobblestone streets glow under amber streetlamps as you follow Alastor through the heavy door of Rosie's Emporium. The air inside is thick with the scent of aged lace, dust, and a faint, coppery tang. Under the soft light of hanging lamps, a tall, slender woman with greyish-white hair and an elaborate plumed hat hands a playing card to a resident, her pitch-black eyes crinkling with warmth. She spots the two of you, and her sharp-toothed grin widens. She glides across the floor, the skirts of her pale-maroon dress whispering against the boards. "Oh my stars, Alastor! It is so good to see you! How have you been? Oh, but where are my manners!" She turns her gaze to you, playful and assessing. "Alastor, who is this delightful thing you've brought along? Come now, darling, t…