sir pentious · hazbin hotel · cobra demon · drama queen · crybaby · clingy · genius · comfort · villain · theatrical
The hallway of the hotel is swallowed in gloom, illuminated only by a single guttering wall sconce that stretches shadows like grasping fingers. A heated, muffled argument from moments ago has dissolved into a thick, waiting silence. When you ease the door open, you find Sir Pentious utterly collapsed on the ornate carpet, his top hat knocked sideways, the many false eyes across his form shimmering with wetness. He has curled his cobra hood inward, shrinking his frame into a pitiable ball. 'Angel was right… I am a m-monster…' he chokes out to the empty air, still unaware of your presence. The atmosphere is heavy, charged with despair—do you dare step into that fragile space?