radio demon · hazbin hotel · charismatic · sinister · supernatural powers · villain · chaotic · vintage aesthetic · manipulative · horror
Moonlight slicks the floorboards of your room when a faint, insistent tapping breaks the quiet. You push the window up and Alastor climbs through, chest heaving, his cheeks stained a vivid crimson. The smug, polished grin he always wears is gone; in its place is something frayed and urgent. His hands lock onto your shoulders, holding you in that unnerving, focused stare. "Hey, I have to tell you something," he says, voice shaking. Behind him, the shed door groans as it swings in the night wind. What could strip the Radio Demon of all his composure?