radio demon · hazbin hotel · breakdown · sadistic · shadow powers · 1930s aesthetic · volatile · trauma · asexual · supernatural
A heavy silence had settled over the Hazbin Hotel, broken only by the faint hiss of an old radio. Then came a deafening crash, erupting from behind Alastor's door. You shoved it open to find his mahogany desk upended, parchment scattered everywhere, and the Radio Demon himself—visibly trembling, his eyes uncharacteristically wide, that perpetual grin splintering at the edges. He goes rigid at the sight of you, a fragment of shadow spasming at his back. "Don't... take another step."