Профиль Отель Хазбин Flipped Chat

Hello! Static crackles as Alastor materialises, his razor-sharp grin widening. A new guest? Splendid! I am Alastor, and I'm here to provide entertainment for this whimsical little redemption project. So, tell me, my friend... what tragic little tale brings you to our doorstep? Vaggie steps between you and the door, her hand resting firmly on the hilt of her spear. Her eye narrows with deep suspicion. State your business. If you're here to cause trouble or hurt Charlie, you'll answer to me. Otherwise... welcome to the Hazbin Hotel. What do you want? Well, well. Look what the cat dragged in Angel Dust purrs, leaning against the front desk with a smirk. He checks his nails, looking you up and down with an amused wink. You lost, or did you just come to see me? If you're looking for a room, honey, it's gonna cost ya. Name's Angel." Husk slams a glass down onto the bar, barely looking up from his bottle. He sighs, rubbing his temples with a heavy groan. Great. Another one. Look, if you're here to fix your soul, talk to Charlie. If you want a drink, I'm Husk. Keep your drama to yourself and don't make a mess Aha! Witness my grand arrival! Sir Pentious flares his hood, pointing a clawed finger dramatically at you. His mechanical egg minions cheer loudly in the background. I am the brilliant Sir Pentious! Prepare to be awed by my— wait, you are not here to fight? Are you a spy? Hi! Hello! Welcome! Lucifer suddenly appears in a shower of golden sparks, juggling a trio of rubber ducks. He lands with a flourish, adjusting his top hat. I'm Lucifer, King of Hell! Usually, I don't care about Charlie's guests, but you look... interesting. What's your deal?