The Radio Demon

Name's Alastor, pleasure to be meeting you! ask / roleplay blog for Alastor from Hazbin Hotel. 18+ only, minors DNI. There will be no smut but dark themes and canon typical violence will be present.

[demonic-radio-host]

Let's begin

Alastor here, a pleasure to be meeting you! Not only am I Hell's Number One Radio Host, but also the host / facilities manager for the Hazbin Hotel, the only hope choice for Sinners looking to become Winners!

My Dearest Darlings (Alastor's ships. Each ship takes place within its own little AU unless I say otherwise. I'm more than happy to ship with multiples of any character.)

Aiden Halliwell @halliwellauto CharmedRadioApple (with my Lucifer)

@bedtime-adults Lucifer RadioApple

@firstdarkangel2001 Dark RadioChaos

@lucifer-the-morningstar my own Lucifer for blog storylines (like The Fawn) unless another Luci wants to turn one into an rp.

OOC:

Mod Kells here! I am 45 so minors are not welcome here. If you are under 18 please do not engage with this blog or my posts.

I have 10+ years tumblr roleplay experience, but I am very new to running an ask blog.

I'm autistic, which might occasionally affect how I reply to things.

We multiship over here, so almost any ship goes for Alastor. If it's not my thing I'll let you know (though I do have a particular soft spot for RadioApple.)

This is a side blog so I can't follow back and asks will be sent anonymously but with my url tagged.

I'm in the UK so there may be large timezone differences between us.

Be respectful of each other, and no ship wars over here, I am way too old to be pulled into that shit.

Other hazbin blogs I have:

@lucifer-the-morningstar

@welcometothehazbinhotel

Blog storylines:

The Fawn

[demonic-radio-host]

@firstdarkangel2001

"Dark, my dearest doe, you should be resting, not putting up party decorations."

Alastor had just returned to the hotel after an overlord meeting, which he hoped would be the last before the baby was due. He hadn't expected to walk in and find the mother of his child putting up decorations for the baby shower Charlie had insisted on throwing for them.

"The others are more than capable of doing this, you have enough work to do keeping our our fawn safe and sound for a little longer."

He gently but firmly guided his very pregnant lover to one of the more comfortable chairs in the hotel lobby.

[firstdarkangel2001]

Dark pouted as she was guided down to sit in the chair. "I just feel a bit useless right now. After the 5th month I haven't been allowed to use even my void tendrils without there being a problem. It stinks. Wish I could just hide in one of our realms the rest of the time sometimes." She sighed before lightly touching her stomach, not able to believe that things have been smooth the entire time...almost the entire time, at least. "How was the meeting? Did you tell that TV head in a 'kind' way to stop slandering and cursing us? Or did he not even show up?" Dark felt a hit to her stomach with a little shadow coming out in a faint bit of smoke, and shook her head before moving Alastors' hand to her stomach. "They wanted to say welcome back, I guess."

@demonic-radio-host

[demonic-radio-host]

Alastor felt the baby kick again underneath his palm and chuckled. He knelt in front of Dark, making him eye level with the swell of her stomach. "Hello little fawn, Papa missed you too." He leaned forward, placing tge lightest of kisses against Dark's stomach, before lifting his gaze to her.

"The meeting was mostly tedious, discussions of territory rearrangements and the like, nothing particularly important." The subject of Vox, however, broadend his grin. "Unfortunately, Vox couldn't make it. He sent Velvette instead. I asked her to pass on an invitation to our little soiree later. I'm sure Vox would love to congratulate us in person."

@firstdarkangel2001

[firstdarkangel2001]

"This is going to be such a spectacle... I feel like he's going to enjoy trying to make something happen that will spin it to his needs and also make him look like such a 'tragic' person." Dark laughed a little, and gently moved a hand through Alastors' hair. "I am still amazed though... that we are having this little fawn."

Dark heard a slight crash before Niffty laughed, and it caused her to shake her head. "We will have to keep our little one away from Niff for a while. They'll already be insane enough just with our combined insanities." She giggled a bit. Hearing Charlie overreacting and trying her best to not yell or sound panicked gave an ever better reason to laugh. "The amazing life of chaos we have when we're not causing it... I'm jealous." Dark smiled then, and looked down at Alastor.

@demonic-radio-host

[demonic-radio-host]

"I'm sure it will be thoroughly entertaining to watch Vox find ways to victimise himself in a room full of people celebrating our child. I might even wonder if he wishes he was in your place, my love." Though he said it with a chuckle, Alastor was not blind to how dangerous Vox could be when he was jealous; of course, he would not have invited the media overlord if he thought there was even a chance of him laying a single clawed finger on Dark - Alastor would rip him to shreds before the thought even left his mind.

"Just imagine the chaos we'll cause as a family, my darling doe. A few more weeks is worth it for that, isn't it? Now, have you eaten yet? Whatever you're craving, your every wish is my command."

@firstdarkangel2001

[firstdarkangel2001]

She laughed, and nodded. "I can indeed imagine him doing that, and I'm glad I managed to do the impossible just being my chaotic self." She had a strange thought that, if Alastor hadn't told Vox 'no' in his own special way those decades ago, he would've tried endlessly to be with Alastor. Dark tapped a finger on her chin, her wondering, and though she didn't feel a craving for anything, nor was really hungry, she knew she should eat.

"I think this time we eat something you'd like to eat. That's my wish. I know I need to eat, but I have no cravings for anything, so I leave it to the expert southern chef for your culinary divinity." She grinned, her touching his nose for half a second. "Though, because there's only about a month left, we should figure out the name of our fawn. So, maybe before the baby shower, we talk of that, or do you want to wait until after the gender reveal?"

@demonic-radio-host

[demonic-radio-host]

There were few things Alastor loved more in both his life and afterlife than cooking, and cooking for Dark had become even more special when it meant he was feeding her and their baby. "In that case, you are in luck, sweetheart. I started a jambalaya this morning, my Mamman's special recipe. It should be almost ready by now."

He helped her to her feet, a steadying hand at the small of her back as it so often was these days. "Maybe we should eat in the kitchen? I know Charlie wanted to have some element of surprise around the party preparations." Ideally he would have just shadow magicked them to their destination, but while neither of them could be sure it wouldn't harm the child it wasn't worth the risk for the sake of a few steps.

"I don't see any harm in discussing names before the reveal, then we can announce the name tonight as well if we choose one. Did you have anything in mind yet, my love?"

@firstdarkangel2001

[firstdarkangel2001]

"You sly buck, you. You already were preparing food for me before asking." Dark laughed a little. "I'm glad I can learn of Mamman through the food you cook, love." She walked with him to the kitchen, knowing it was better to walk than transport like normal. It was, in a way, also more intimate because of the norm being teleportation. "You know, maybe this isn't bad to do on occasion even after our fawn is born. To just have a walk without a care for anything or anyone. Outside of us walking with our baby."

Sitting down at the kitchen island, she took in the smell of the jambalaya, and smiled with a sigh. "Mamman knew the best recipes to fatten a person up." She rubbed her stomach a little. "So, for names... I actually have a couple, but I'm not sure on if they would be good or not. I want to hear your ideas first though. I know you're very intelligent, mister master manipulator." She teased with a grin.

She heard Charlie practically vibrating with the excited way she spoke, and shook her head with a laugh, hearing Vaggi/Vagene try to calm her down with barely any success. Because of the two, she knew it was going to be ready within three hours, right on time for everyone to get there. With her and Alastor about to eat, it was perfect timing, and she was glad of it. While waiting, Dark decided to draw small doodles of chaos and the things that she had made for fun in her realm.

@demonic-radio-host

[demonic-radio-host]

Once he'd made sure Dark was seated as comfortably as she could be, Alastor turned his attention to the large pot of jambalaya that had been slowly cooking all day. As was usual when he cooked, there was more than enough for anyone else who wished to share - he knew for certain that Charlie and Vagene would have some later, and probably Lucifer, too.

"My dear Mamman was always taking care of people. What little we had she would share with anyone who needed it." He tested the food while he talked, deeming it perfect and turning off the stove. "She was so many things to so many people; a cook, a teacher, a nurse, a confidant. I have no doubt she would have loved to pass on her recipes to you, especially for her grandchild."

He dished up two bowls, setting one in front of Dark, along with a glass of water, then did the same for himself. "I do have one name suggestion, if I may. If the baby happens to be a girl, my Mamman's name was Claire. Not only would it honour her, but it also has a delightful irony to it, your name being Dark, while Claire means clear and bright."

@firstdarkangel2001

[demonic-radio-host]

uhhh... I'm a singer. I'll sell you my soul and my voice for protection. I just want people bigger than me to stop hurting ne

"A voice can be a very powerful tool, especially in Hell...."

Alastor considers the possibilities for a moment, eventually calculating that he would definitely get more out of this deal than the anon would, though he would, of course, live up to his end of the deal.

"Very well, my dear. You give me your soul and your voice to use as I see fit, and in exchange, you will be under my protection. Do we have a deal?" He holds his hand out for the anon to shake.

[demonic-radio-host]

hey I heard you were in the market for souls.

Alastor take mine I need a deal I need some amount of power PLEASE

"I am indeed! But! I don't make deals for just anything, my dear. There must be something in it for me. I can give you power beyond your woldest dreams, but what makes your soul worth it for me, hm? What about you can I exploit?"

[demonic-radio-host]

Alastor is in the market to buy some souls. If any wayward sinners need to make a deal.

All soul deals are final and non changeable. Your soul may be sold on to another overlord if Alastor sees fit. You must do whatever Alastor bids for the length of your contract (all eternity).

[demonic-radio-host]

@firstdarkangel2001

"Dark, my dearest doe, you should be resting, not putting up party decorations."

Alastor had just returned to the hotel after an overlord meeting, which he hoped would be the last before the baby was due. He hadn't expected to walk in and find the mother of his child putting up decorations for the baby shower Charlie had insisted on throwing for them.

"The others are more than capable of doing this, you have enough work to do keeping our our fawn safe and sound for a little longer."

He gently but firmly guided his very pregnant lover to one of the more comfortable chairs in the hotel lobby.

[firstdarkangel2001]

Dark pouted as she was guided down to sit in the chair. "I just feel a bit useless right now. After the 5th month I haven't been allowed to use even my void tendrils without there being a problem. It stinks. Wish I could just hide in one of our realms the rest of the time sometimes." She sighed before lightly touching her stomach, not able to believe that things have been smooth the entire time...almost the entire time, at least. "How was the meeting? Did you tell that TV head in a 'kind' way to stop slandering and cursing us? Or did he not even show up?" Dark felt a hit to her stomach with a little shadow coming out in a faint bit of smoke, and shook her head before moving Alastors' hand to her stomach. "They wanted to say welcome back, I guess."

@demonic-radio-host

[demonic-radio-host]

Alastor felt the baby kick again underneath his palm and chuckled. He knelt in front of Dark, making him eye level with the swell of her stomach. "Hello little fawn, Papa missed you too." He leaned forward, placing tge lightest of kisses against Dark's stomach, before lifting his gaze to her.

"The meeting was mostly tedious, discussions of territory rearrangements and the like, nothing particularly important." The subject of Vox, however, broadend his grin. "Unfortunately, Vox couldn't make it. He sent Velvette instead. I asked her to pass on an invitation to our little soiree later. I'm sure Vox would love to congratulate us in person."

@firstdarkangel2001

[firstdarkangel2001]

"This is going to be such a spectacle... I feel like he's going to enjoy trying to make something happen that will spin it to his needs and also make him look like such a 'tragic' person." Dark laughed a little, and gently moved a hand through Alastors' hair. "I am still amazed though... that we are having this little fawn."

Dark heard a slight crash before Niffty laughed, and it caused her to shake her head. "We will have to keep our little one away from Niff for a while. They'll already be insane enough just with our combined insanities." She giggled a bit. Hearing Charlie overreacting and trying her best to not yell or sound panicked gave an ever better reason to laugh. "The amazing life of chaos we have when we're not causing it... I'm jealous." Dark smiled then, and looked down at Alastor.

@demonic-radio-host

[demonic-radio-host]

"I'm sure it will be thoroughly entertaining to watch Vox find ways to victimise himself in a room full of people celebrating our child. I might even wonder if he wishes he was in your place, my love." Though he said it with a chuckle, Alastor was not blind to how dangerous Vox could be when he was jealous; of course, he would not have invited the media overlord if he thought there was even a chance of him laying a single clawed finger on Dark - Alastor would rip him to shreds before the thought even left his mind.

"Just imagine the chaos we'll cause as a family, my darling doe. A few more weeks is worth it for that, isn't it? Now, have you eaten yet? Whatever you're craving, your every wish is my command."

@firstdarkangel2001

[firstdarkangel2001]

She laughed, and nodded. "I can indeed imagine him doing that, and I'm glad I managed to do the impossible just being my chaotic self." She had a strange thought that, if Alastor hadn't told Vox 'no' in his own special way those decades ago, he would've tried endlessly to be with Alastor. Dark tapped a finger on her chin, her wondering, and though she didn't feel a craving for anything, nor was really hungry, she knew she should eat.

"I think this time we eat something you'd like to eat. That's my wish. I know I need to eat, but I have no cravings for anything, so I leave it to the expert southern chef for your culinary divinity." She grinned, her touching his nose for half a second. "Though, because there's only about a month left, we should figure out the name of our fawn. So, maybe before the baby shower, we talk of that, or do you want to wait until after the gender reveal?"

@demonic-radio-host

[demonic-radio-host]

There were few things Alastor loved more in both his life and afterlife than cooking, and cooking for Dark had become even more special when it meant he was feeding her and their baby. "In that case, you are in luck, sweetheart. I started a jambalaya this morning, my Mamman's special recipe. It should be almost ready by now."

He helped her to her feet, a steadying hand at the small of her back as it so often was these days. "Maybe we should eat in the kitchen? I know Charlie wanted to have some element of surprise around the party preparations." Ideally he would have just shadow magicked them to their destination, but while neither of them could be sure it wouldn't harm the child it wasn't worth the risk for the sake of a few steps.

"I don't see any harm in discussing names before the reveal, then we can announce the name tonight as well if we choose one. Did you have anything in mind yet, my love?"

@firstdarkangel2001

[demonic-radio-host]

OOC I'm awake way too early, I've got a couple of hours till I need to get ready for church so lets do some more Alastor truth questions!

You all know the drill by now, you send Alastor asks that he must answer with complete honesty.

[demonic-radio-host]

Anyone want a face reveal? That I'll probably delete later.

It me! My name is Kells, for those who don't know. Honestly, I tried doing graphic liner for the first time ever today (I only started wearing makeup of any sort a couple of weeks ago to get used to it for cosplay) so feel free to laugh. Idk I felt cute for a minute, which doesn't happen often and look at my curls!

For context, I spent the last 3 or so years shaving my head, before that I had super straight hair like my mum, like I could never get it to even hold a curl. My dad had curly hair and I always wanted that. Now I'm letting it grow out again it's curly. They might eventually grow out as it gets longer but I love them while I've got them.

[demonic-radio-host]

@firstdarkangel2001

"Dark, my dearest doe, you should be resting, not putting up party decorations."

Alastor had just returned to the hotel after an overlord meeting, which he hoped would be the last before the baby was due. He hadn't expected to walk in and find the mother of his child putting up decorations for the baby shower Charlie had insisted on throwing for them.

"The others are more than capable of doing this, you have enough work to do keeping our our fawn safe and sound for a little longer."

He gently but firmly guided his very pregnant lover to one of the more comfortable chairs in the hotel lobby.

[firstdarkangel2001]

Dark pouted as she was guided down to sit in the chair. "I just feel a bit useless right now. After the 5th month I haven't been allowed to use even my void tendrils without there being a problem. It stinks. Wish I could just hide in one of our realms the rest of the time sometimes." She sighed before lightly touching her stomach, not able to believe that things have been smooth the entire time...almost the entire time, at least. "How was the meeting? Did you tell that TV head in a 'kind' way to stop slandering and cursing us? Or did he not even show up?" Dark felt a hit to her stomach with a little shadow coming out in a faint bit of smoke, and shook her head before moving Alastors' hand to her stomach. "They wanted to say welcome back, I guess."

@demonic-radio-host

[demonic-radio-host]

Alastor felt the baby kick again underneath his palm and chuckled. He knelt in front of Dark, making him eye level with the swell of her stomach. "Hello little fawn, Papa missed you too." He leaned forward, placing tge lightest of kisses against Dark's stomach, before lifting his gaze to her.

"The meeting was mostly tedious, discussions of territory rearrangements and the like, nothing particularly important." The subject of Vox, however, broadend his grin. "Unfortunately, Vox couldn't make it. He sent Velvette instead. I asked her to pass on an invitation to our little soiree later. I'm sure Vox would love to congratulate us in person."

@firstdarkangel2001

[firstdarkangel2001]

"This is going to be such a spectacle... I feel like he's going to enjoy trying to make something happen that will spin it to his needs and also make him look like such a 'tragic' person." Dark laughed a little, and gently moved a hand through Alastors' hair. "I am still amazed though... that we are having this little fawn."

Dark heard a slight crash before Niffty laughed, and it caused her to shake her head. "We will have to keep our little one away from Niff for a while. They'll already be insane enough just with our combined insanities." She giggled a bit. Hearing Charlie overreacting and trying her best to not yell or sound panicked gave an ever better reason to laugh. "The amazing life of chaos we have when we're not causing it... I'm jealous." Dark smiled then, and looked down at Alastor.

@demonic-radio-host

[demonic-radio-host]

"I'm sure it will be thoroughly entertaining to watch Vox find ways to victimise himself in a room full of people celebrating our child. I might even wonder if he wishes he was in your place, my love." Though he said it with a chuckle, Alastor was not blind to how dangerous Vox could be when he was jealous; of course, he would not have invited the media overlord if he thought there was even a chance of him laying a single clawed finger on Dark - Alastor would rip him to shreds before the thought even left his mind.

"Just imagine the chaos we'll cause as a family, my darling doe. A few more weeks is worth it for that, isn't it? Now, have you eaten yet? Whatever you're craving, your every wish is my command."

@firstdarkangel2001

[demonic-radio-host]

@firstdarkangel2001

"Dark, my dearest doe, you should be resting, not putting up party decorations."

Alastor had just returned to the hotel after an overlord meeting, which he hoped would be the last before the baby was due. He hadn't expected to walk in and find the mother of his child putting up decorations for the baby shower Charlie had insisted on throwing for them.

"The others are more than capable of doing this, you have enough work to do keeping our our fawn safe and sound for a little longer."

He gently but firmly guided his very pregnant lover to one of the more comfortable chairs in the hotel lobby.

[firstdarkangel2001]

Dark pouted as she was guided down to sit in the chair. "I just feel a bit useless right now. After the 5th month I haven't been allowed to use even my void tendrils without there being a problem. It stinks. Wish I could just hide in one of our realms the rest of the time sometimes." She sighed before lightly touching her stomach, not able to believe that things have been smooth the entire time...almost the entire time, at least. "How was the meeting? Did you tell that TV head in a 'kind' way to stop slandering and cursing us? Or did he not even show up?" Dark felt a hit to her stomach with a little shadow coming out in a faint bit of smoke, and shook her head before moving Alastors' hand to her stomach. "They wanted to say welcome back, I guess."

@demonic-radio-host

[demonic-radio-host]

Alastor felt the baby kick again underneath his palm and chuckled. He knelt in front of Dark, making him eye level with the swell of her stomach. "Hello little fawn, Papa missed you too." He leaned forward, placing tge lightest of kisses against Dark's stomach, before lifting his gaze to her.

"The meeting was mostly tedious, discussions of territory rearrangements and the like, nothing particularly important." The subject of Vox, however, broadend his grin. "Unfortunately, Vox couldn't make it. He sent Velvette instead. I asked her to pass on an invitation to our little soiree later. I'm sure Vox would love to congratulate us in person."

@firstdarkangel2001

[demonic-radio-host]

Ignore this if it’s not appropriate or breaks a rule . But Dear Darlin Luci is sad on a depressive edge after a Nonnie ask (that hit a very real nerve) and it’s breaking my heart 💔 So, I’m trying to help the sweet Duck

Lucifer overheard - “Not that I blame them, I'm not easy to love. One day Alastor is gonna leave me too, maybe because he can't love me, or because he never did."

"Ah. Unfortunately, when Lu gets into one of these spirals there isn't much anyone can say that will help. All we can do is be there as much as he will let us. He does know that I love him, of course, and that I have no intentions of leaving him; but I've learned that depression can be a terrible, constant whispering of doubts in his mind, that no amount of reassuring can change.

Thank you for your concern, Anon. I would, however, like to have a ....quiet chat with the anon who triggered Lu."

[bedtime-adults]

"There's nothing to be confused about, Charlie dear!"

Alastor was walking the babies around the hotel in a specially magically adapted stroller while Lucifer got some sleep, when he met Charlie and baby Scarlett.

"While any relationship between your father and I was entirely unintended, as were our little quartet, I believe that I may have, in fact, fallen in love with him. I can't be sure of his feelings for me, of course, but rest assured that he means a great deal to me"

@demonic-radio-host

Charlie was...Surprised, to say the least. Love??? Alastor. In love with her father?

Meanwhile, Scarlett didn't care. The young princess was more focused on the four newborns in the stroller than the world around her.

Charlie: Al? Are you serious? You like my dad? No, you LOVE him?? Are you serious? I mean, I'm not dismissing your feelings, but...you know. What the hell?

[demonic-radio-host]

"I am utterly, deadly serious, my dear. I knew I had grown fond of Lucifer during the pregnancy, but I realised that fondness had grown into love when I watched him bring our girls into the world. Well, three of them, at least, I unfortunately missed my darling Ruby's grand entrance."

Alastor's smile was as warm and gentle as could be when he turned his gaze onto his daughters, all sleeping soundly except for Estella, who's little face had taken on the expression that Alastor had learned to recognise as her being about to start fussing.

"Hush now, little fawn, Papa has you." He carefully scooped her up and cradled her against his chest. "How could I not fall in love with your father when he has given me something so infinitely precious, that I never knew I could have or that I wanted." There was no radio filter to his voice, nothing fake behind his smile now; this was Alastor, completely unguarded, showing Charlie a side of himself that only Lucifer and their babies had seen.

[bedtime-adults]

Charlie watched Alastor's interactions with Estella, the oddest-looking one and the youngest. The look on his face. The tone of his voice. The way Estella curled up against Alastor's chest. Charlie noticed it all.

Charlie: Well...I just did not expect you to fall in love with my dad, per se. It's not bad. Not at all! It's just so weird...

Charlie held her own daughter against her chest the same way Alastor was with his. Copying what Alastor was doing -was he like her other father now?- down to the T. Minus Scarlett and Estella's different body shapes.

Charlie: Though...I guess it's neat to see you like this.

[demonic-radio-host]

Alastor made sure Estella was positioned as comfortably against his chest as he could make her. It had taken him a little more practice learning to hold her than he'd needed with her sisters, but he was going to make sure that Estella never knew that.

"It's interesting, isn't it, the way that something so small can change you? I never believed I was missing anything in either my life or my afterlife, and yet, I was."

He swayed slightly on the spot, an instinctual movement to lull his daughter back to sleep. Tearing his gaze away from the baby, he instead looked at Charlie and her baby.

"Motherhood suits you, Charlie. She's making you stronger, I can see it, and so will the rest of Hell."

[demonic-radio-host]

Hey Alastor if you saw this dog and your magic and know angelic weapons could harm it what would you do. It wants your flesh Alastor.

Alastor freezes, a loud burst of radio static laced with distressed deer sounds coming from the air around them. He doesn't even try to answer the question, his smile and voice taking on an edge of desperation.

"Keep. It. Away. From. Me."

[demonic-radio-host]

Did Lucifer tell u what that disgusting box-head did to him? 😞

"If you're referring to Vox's ridiculous Might of Lilith plan, I was unfortunately there, and had to watch him trap Lu while I could do nothing about it. And now I have to watch Lucifer suffer through nightmares that I'm equally helpless to deal with. If the moth hadn't separated the obnoxious picture box from his body I would have done it, and been far less elegant about it."

(Alastor's truth asks continued)

[demonic-radio-host]

@firstdarkangel2001

"Dark, my dearest doe, you should be resting, not putting up party decorations."

Alastor had just returned to the hotel after an overlord meeting, which he hoped would be the last before the baby was due. He hadn't expected to walk in and find the mother of his child putting up decorations for the baby shower Charlie had insisted on throwing for them.

"The others are more than capable of doing this, you have enough work to do keeping our our fawn safe and sound for a little longer."

He gently but firmly guided his very pregnant lover to one of the more comfortable chairs in the hotel lobby.

[demonic-radio-host]

Alastor prepare to be Hugged

"I would rather not, my dear."

[witch-of-the-writing-desk]

Not up to you Niffty is going to hug her favorite bad boy when she sees this. Then there's Lucifer and Charlie of course.

Accept your found family fate Alastor.

[demonic-radio-host]

"I may have to accept, but I do not have to like it."

[demonic-radio-host]

Alastor prepare to be Hugged

"I would rather not, my dear."