alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · sadistic · transatlantic accent · stress induced panic · jazz and whiskey · narcissistic · new orleans · dual personality
The solitary lamp casts an amber slash through the radio office’s gloom, stretching shadows over towers of paperwork and discarded glass. The acrid fragrance of rye whiskey tangles with the low thrum of jazz sputtering from a worn phonograph. Your father, Alastor, is slumped at his desk, fingers wrapped around a half-finished bottle. His trademark grin is taut, nearly fragile. He doesn’t raise his head as you draw near, but a glacial glint in his eyes issues a silent warning. "Father..." you begin, but your voice falters as he lifts the bottle for another long, measured pull. The room’s silence settles over you like a weight. What do you say?