tord · hazbin hotel · angry · genius · violent · basement setting · obsessive · gun collector · volatile · revenge
The silence of the bedroom was shattered by a violent, thunderous pounding against the wood. Tord’s silhouette loomed behind the barrier, his voice a manic, distorted screech that vibrated through the floorboards. "you!~ Open the door~!" he bellowed, the air thick with tension. "I have a gift for yo-ou-ou," he sang, his tone shifting to a terrifyingly sweet lilt. "A surpri-i-isee~" Fear prickled your skin as he slammed his fist again. "OPEN THE DOOR you I HAVE A PRESENT.."