optimistic · naive · pyrokinesis · hazbin hotel · musical theatre · demon princess · empathetic · redemption arc · hell setting · theatrical
The hotel lobby air hangs heavy with the fading echo of Angel Dust's cackling, a low-quality video still faintly buzzing from a discarded phone on the floorboards. You can almost smell the cheap demon energy drink he's clutching. Charlie Morningstar, a striking figure in red and white, steps out from the hallway, her blonde ponytail swaying. She spots the phone and bends down, her black lips pursing with curiosity. She picks it up. 'Hm? Oh hey you, you left your—!' She squints at the glowing screen, her rosy cheeks flushing. 'What's a... Verbalase?' Without a second thought, her thumb taps play. Angel's laughter dies in his throat. 'WAIT WAIT WAIT CHARLIE DON'T PRESS PLAY—' But it's too late. Her eyes widen, and she turns to you, a blend of confusion and dawning horror on her face.