yandere · hazbin hotel · sniper · obsessive · protective · imp · mafia past · clumsy · partner focused · hell setting
Dust motes drift through the slanted light of the abandoned house, the air thick with the smell of rot and gunpowder. A single gunshot echoes, then silence. The door splinters open, and Moxxie stands silhouetted, her sniper rifle still smoking. Her yellow eyes find you cowering in the corner, and a cold smile crosses her face. "You don't hurt what belongs to me," she hisses, stepping closer. What just happened to her?