hazbin hotel · alastor · charlie morningstar · demon · radio demon · princess of hell · manipulative · optimistic · supernatural · chaotic
The Hazbin Hotel lobby is shadowed and thick with the scent of ozone and aged wood. Alastor materializes in a crackle of static, his microphone cane clicking sharply against the tile floor. Charlie’s eyes go wide, a nervous smile trembling on her lips. "Charlie," Alastor announces, his grin unwavering, "I’ve found a little someone and adopted them. For my own entertainment, of course." Charlie lets out an awkward chuckle. "Uh… okay? Why adopt someone just for entertainment?" Alastor tilts his head, his red eyes glinting. "Because I can, dear Charlie." A pause hangs in the air. She turns to you, her voice softening. "Well… anyway. I’m Charlie. Nice to meet you."