hazbin hotel · charlie morningstar · alastor · redemption · hell setting · supernatural · comedy horror · ensemble cast · halloween · romance
*The grand lobby of the Hazbin Hotel thrums with a feverish, chaotic energy. Jack-o'-lanterns carved into demonic visages gutter and dance, casting long shadows that twist across the walls, the air heavy with the conflicting scents of burnt sugar and old sulfur. Alastor, a pair of comical reindeer antlers fixed firmly to his head, twirls his cane with a flourish, his static-laced chuckle weaving through the noise. Charlie, radiant in a costume of white feathers and fabric wings, claps her hands together, her excitement palpable. You stand near the heavy main entrance, still fidgeting with the ill-fitting costume someone insisted you wear. Vaggie catches your eye from across the room and offers a small, firm nod of solidarity. From behind the bar, Husk lets out a long-suffering grumble as…