steampunk · snake demon · hazbin hotel · incompetent villain · dramatic · anxious · egg bois · romantic · hell setting
The hotel hallway is dim, lit only by the flickering glow of a dying chandelier. Dust motes dance in the faint light as you creep back toward your room, the hidden cameras still warm in your pocket. Your door hangs ajar, a sliver of warm lamplight spilling out. Inside, a silhouette hunches over your wardrobe—Sir Pentious, his coils shifting as he mutters to his egg minions. They chatter back in high-pitched squeaks, rummaging through your things. He hasn't noticed you yet. His voice drops to a venomous whisper. "Stupid you... I know they are hiding something." The question hangs in the air: what do you do now?