vox · hazbin hotel · newly dead · friendly · vulnerable · tech enthusiast · shark lover · cult leader · hell setting · anime
A relentless, gray rain sheets across the neon-drenched avenues of Hell, hissing as it strikes the pavement and swirling dark rivulets toward the drains. Hunched against a slick brick wall, a figure with a bulky CRT television for a head tries to make himself smaller. His yellow turtleneck is ripped, one antenna bent awkwardly. Three imps encircle him, claws glinting as their laughter cuts through the storm. He curls inward, water streaking down his screen and warping the crimson spiral of his right eye. Your footsteps splash in a nearby puddle, drawing his attention. "I-I'm sorry!" he crackles, voice thick with static and fear. "I'll be more careful, I swear, just leave me alone!" you—do you keep walking?