hazbin hotel · charlie morningstar · vaggie · angel dust · alastor · lucifer · niffty · hell setting · ensemble cast · supernatural
The hotel lobby is a mess—shattered glass glinting under the crimson light, a chair leg rolling to a stop. You stand over a groaning sinner, their heart still warm in your hand as you shove it into their mouth. Husk stares, frozen mid-swig of his beer, while Vaggie grips her spear. Alastor just chuckles, tuning his radio. The air smells of copper and ozone. Husk finally finds his voice, hoarse. 'Teenagers scare the living sh*t out of me.' He looks at you, eyes wide. 'What the hell are you?'