𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔯𝔦𝔪𝔰𝔬𝔫 𝔇𝔢𝔢𝔯

ℌ𝔞𝓏𝔟𝔦𝔫 ℌ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔩 𝔇𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔱 ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯

[devilradio]

ABOUT THE HOST

NAME: Alastor

ALIAS:

- The Radio Demon ( by most in Hell )

- Strawberry Pimp ( by Angel Dust )

- Hell's Greatest Dad ( by himself )

- Bambi ( by Lucifer Morningstar )

AGE: 39 ( + has been dead since the 1930s )

SPECIES: Sinner Demon

ABOUT THE PRODUCER ( aka the mun )

NAME: Sea

PRONOUNS: She/her

AGE: Early 20's

No incest, No pedo, No Icky.

Yes! I know that sounds ironic coming from a Hazbin Hotel blog but please, the only lust here will be bloodlust.

as long as the content is safe and friendly, I see no reason to turn down minor muses or rather muses who are kids or teenagers. Just know that Alastor is a cannibalistic serial killer who will bite your head off if provoked.

If you see a ask/rp meme on my blog you want to use, please reblog it from the source. This is not a meme source, this is a roleplay blog.

Tags / Main Blog / Mun / The Crimson Deer / Playlist ( spotify ) / Playlist ( youtube )

[theserpnt]

"ew, of course not." wait, actually? maybe? lucifer honestly wasn't too sure what he was asking for here. on one hand, acting like they were getting along seemed like the easiest thing to do. on the other, the idea of being chummy with the radio demon made him want to frown already.

"or... i don't know. i guess? maybe something less cozy than that."

he sighed and raised a hand to press his fingertips to his temple. "maybe we just tone down the insults with each other, and that way it's less automatic in case he's around. does that make sense?"

[devilradio]

It was clear that Lucifer hadn't really thought that far ahead. He could tell that it took a lot of brain power for the king to even put together a good idea. How this dimwitted little pathetic man ruled over Hell for centuries, he had no idea..

" Oh? You wish to 'tone down' the insults, you say? It is a good strategy, I must admit. If we rehearse and practice not being at each other's throats constantly then it may become second nature whenever Cain comes over. " .. and that was him being nice.

[devilradio]

headcanon generator { put ✔ if it fits and ✘ if it doesn't. }

Alastor is very good at using chopsticks. ✘ ( that shot to the head cost him a lot of motor skills and so I cannot imagine him being able to. )

Alastor tells dad jokes. ✔

Alastor sucks at saying tongue twisters

Alastor is a theatre kid. ✔

Alastor could easily survive The Hunger Games. ✔

Alastor is a cat person. ✔

Alastor killed Princess Diana. ( maybe if she did something to offend him. Idk much about Diana, soo.. )

Alastor tackles and wrestles people to show affection. ✘

Alastor always has an extensive manga collection on them. ✘

stolen from: @starpotentia1

[spunsugarmusings]

Give my muse enrichment!

Yes, like a zoo animal. Give them a puzzle, a treat, a toy, anything you can think of! Rattle the bars of their cage and give them something to do!

[remnantsouls]

@devilradio

" Drink this please"

[devilradio]

" !! What is this..? " Alastor took the cup, of course. He just wants to know what it is that he is meant to be drinking here.

[remnantsouls]

" It's a new black tea I made, tell me what you think of it, it's a spiced black tea with birds eye chili infused into it"

[devilradio]

Alastor took a sip of it and instantly could taste the heat of the bird's eye chili mixed with the black pepper. It was a rich beverage that came with this earthy tone and a spicy kick. The kind of favour that Alastor loved.

" Hmm. It is quite delicable, my dear. I might even go as far as to say that it is on par with black coffee or rye whiskey. Needless to say, it may become my favorite tea. "

[remnantsouls]

@devilradio

" Drink this please"

[devilradio]

" !! What is this..? " Alastor took the cup, of course. He just wants to know what it is that he is meant to be drinking here.

[remnantsouls]

@devilradio

" Miss Charlie said you wanted to see me Mr Alastor....?"

[devilradio]

" ah, yes! Pip, my dear, I just wanted to have a small discussion with you about your poor judgement of my character."

Alastor gestured towards the seat across from him, summoning a pot of tea and some hors d'œuveres atop the coffee table between.

" go ahead and make yourself comfortable. "

[remnantsouls]

Pip tilted his head and scampered over, climbing into the seat and got comfortable.

".... Did I do somethin to make you mad...?"

[devilradio]

" No, no, no. Nothing of the sort." Alastor quickly waved off the concern, having poured himself a cup of tea and now blew at it to cool down a little.

" I was just thinking about what happened last we spoke and how I jumped the gun on a particular topic."

[remnantsouls]

Pip sat on his hands and tilted their head to the side, one ear drooping.

".... Oh...?" He was interested in it mostly because he'd forgot the convo....

[devilradio]

Alastor figured.. and so of course, he would have to explain to him what he was talking about.

" I was listing off things you shouldn't and should do and I may have answered a question that might not have been on your mind. It is a question I get so often that it was just.. an instinct to answer before you could ask. "

.. Alright, Alastor, just get to it already.

" It was about my ears." he held his hand up to one of his red fox-like ears, that sort of blended into his curly hair and flicked slightly in response to touch. " It is one of the things people ask about, particularly if they can touch them. Presumably because they believe they look fluffy and soft. They also ask that about my tail. "

" When I told you that you couldn't, you asked me why you would want to even do that. " he withdrew his hand from his ear to take a sip of his tea. " .. Do you understand or do you need me to recount more of the conversation? "

[remnantsouls]

".. Oh! I remember now..." A nod... " Yeah I thought it was odd, but I guess people down here don't respect personal space huh?" His tail curled around bare knees.

" Guy yanked my tail earlier..."

[devilradio]

" yes, my dear, that is unfortunately much more correct than you real-" Alastor was nodding along, taking a long sip and then of course.. he had to do a spit take.

There was no such thing as being too over dramatic!~

" who yanked your what now?!" he shot up in anger, already scanning the space for who the culprit could be while his shadow quietly made sure Pip's tail hadn't been too badly yanked.

[remnantsouls]

" I went to the shop down the road cuz they sell these really nice crossants.. all filled with apricot jam" He licked his lips at the memory, moving his tail so the shadow could look.

" Some Gecko demon gave my tail a yank and called me a " pretty girl" His ears pinned at the memory.

"... Got back here pretty quick..."

[devilradio]

Gecko demon who sells croissants filled with apricot jam. Ah, yes, it was that particular cafe down the road. Alastor knows it.. he can deal with that wretched little lizard later.

" Of course, dear. It must have been quite the dreadful experience. " he gestured a hand and a little shadow puppet appeared right in front of Pip to offer up a croissant that Alastor had made himself.

" If you ever want any more, you can always ask me. In fact, I could make whatever little snack or dish your feline heart could ever desire. "

[remnantsouls]

His eyes widened as he took the crossant and happily bit it. A loud purr rumbled from Pip's throat.

" Oooh these are even better~ you're an amazing cook~!" Happily relishing the crossant~

[devilradio]

" you can help yourself to the hors d'œuvres as well! " Alastor gestured to the array that was on the coffee table.

" Would you like some tea? Coffee? " he placed his cup of tea down to check on the pot of tea he had out on the coffee table. He has no idea how old Pip is and therefore will not suggest any alcoholic beverages until he is certain.

[remnantsouls]

"... Tea please" He scooted to try some of the little snacks on the table and the purr in his chest got louder and louder.

" Mhmm these are so good, usually these are too sweet, but these ones are perfect~! Garlic-y and delicious... Thank you for sharing Mr Alastor..'your food is really good..."

[devilradio]

Alastor poured a cup of tea for Pip and one of the little shadow critters would bring it over to him.

" Well, I am not much of a sweets person. I much prefer something.. stronger. bitterness, spiciness and occasionally a hint of an earthy flavour. "

.. he had eaten a lot of onions recently and so what was left was garlic. He really should have refrained himself but he had to beat his old accord of 6,999 raw onions in one bite and now it was 9,666 in one bite. A choice he now has to live with.

" These are just appetizers. If you are still hungry, I can make you an actual dish. You shouldn't just have these and a croissant for lunch. It is much more healthy to have a balanced diet. "

[remnantsouls]

@devilradio

" Miss Charlie said you wanted to see me Mr Alastor....?"

[devilradio]

" ah, yes! Pip, my dear, I just wanted to have a small discussion with you about your poor judgement of my character."

Alastor gestured towards the seat across from him, summoning a pot of tea and some hors d'œuveres atop the coffee table between.

" go ahead and make yourself comfortable. "

[remnantsouls]

Pip tilted his head and scampered over, climbing into the seat and got comfortable.

".... Did I do somethin to make you mad...?"

[devilradio]

" No, no, no. Nothing of the sort." Alastor quickly waved off the concern, having poured himself a cup of tea and now blew at it to cool down a little.

" I was just thinking about what happened last we spoke and how I jumped the gun on a particular topic."

[remnantsouls]

Pip sat on his hands and tilted their head to the side, one ear drooping.

".... Oh...?" He was interested in it mostly because he'd forgot the convo....

[devilradio]

Alastor figured.. and so of course, he would have to explain to him what he was talking about.

" I was listing off things you shouldn't and should do and I may have answered a question that might not have been on your mind. It is a question I get so often that it was just.. an instinct to answer before you could ask. "

.. Alright, Alastor, just get to it already.

" It was about my ears." he held his hand up to one of his red fox-like ears, that sort of blended into his curly hair and flicked slightly in response to touch. " It is one of the things people ask about, particularly if they can touch them. Presumably because they believe they look fluffy and soft. They also ask that about my tail. "

" When I told you that you couldn't, you asked me why you would want to even do that. " he withdrew his hand from his ear to take a sip of his tea. " .. Do you understand or do you need me to recount more of the conversation? "

[remnantsouls]

".. Oh! I remember now..." A nod... " Yeah I thought it was odd, but I guess people down here don't respect personal space huh?" His tail curled around bare knees.

" Guy yanked my tail earlier..."

[devilradio]

" yes, my dear, that is unfortunately much more correct than you real-" Alastor was nodding along, taking a long sip and then of course.. he had to do a spit take.

There was no such thing as being too over dramatic!~

" who yanked your what now?!" he shot up in anger, already scanning the space for who the culprit could be while his shadow quietly made sure Pip's tail hadn't been too badly yanked.

[remnantsouls]

" I went to the shop down the road cuz they sell these really nice crossants.. all filled with apricot jam" He licked his lips at the memory, moving his tail so the shadow could look.

" Some Gecko demon gave my tail a yank and called me a " pretty girl" His ears pinned at the memory.

"... Got back here pretty quick..."

[devilradio]

Gecko demon who sells croissants filled with apricot jam. Ah, yes, it was that particular cafe down the road. Alastor knows it.. he can deal with that wretched little lizard later.

" Of course, dear. It must have been quite the dreadful experience. " he gestured a hand and a little shadow puppet appeared right in front of Pip to offer up a croissant that Alastor had made himself.

" If you ever want any more, you can always ask me. In fact, I could make whatever little snack or dish your feline heart could ever desire. "

[remnantsouls]

His eyes widened as he took the crossant and happily bit it. A loud purr rumbled from Pip's throat.

" Oooh these are even better~ you're an amazing cook~!" Happily relishing the crossant~

[devilradio]

" you can help yourself to the hors d'œuvres as well! " Alastor gestured to the array that was on the coffee table.

" Would you like some tea? Coffee? " he placed his cup of tea down to check on the pot of tea he had out on the coffee table. He has no idea how old Pip is and therefore will not suggest any alcoholic beverages until he is certain.

[remnantsouls]

@devilradio

" Miss Charlie said you wanted to see me Mr Alastor....?"

[devilradio]

" ah, yes! Pip, my dear, I just wanted to have a small discussion with you about your poor judgement of my character."

Alastor gestured towards the seat across from him, summoning a pot of tea and some hors d'œuveres atop the coffee table between.

" go ahead and make yourself comfortable. "

[remnantsouls]

Pip tilted his head and scampered over, climbing into the seat and got comfortable.

".... Did I do somethin to make you mad...?"

[devilradio]

" No, no, no. Nothing of the sort." Alastor quickly waved off the concern, having poured himself a cup of tea and now blew at it to cool down a little.

" I was just thinking about what happened last we spoke and how I jumped the gun on a particular topic."

[remnantsouls]

Pip sat on his hands and tilted their head to the side, one ear drooping.

".... Oh...?" He was interested in it mostly because he'd forgot the convo....

[devilradio]

Alastor figured.. and so of course, he would have to explain to him what he was talking about.

" I was listing off things you shouldn't and should do and I may have answered a question that might not have been on your mind. It is a question I get so often that it was just.. an instinct to answer before you could ask. "

.. Alright, Alastor, just get to it already.

" It was about my ears." he held his hand up to one of his red fox-like ears, that sort of blended into his curly hair and flicked slightly in response to touch. " It is one of the things people ask about, particularly if they can touch them. Presumably because they believe they look fluffy and soft. They also ask that about my tail. "

" When I told you that you couldn't, you asked me why you would want to even do that. " he withdrew his hand from his ear to take a sip of his tea. " .. Do you understand or do you need me to recount more of the conversation? "

[remnantsouls]

".. Oh! I remember now..." A nod... " Yeah I thought it was odd, but I guess people down here don't respect personal space huh?" His tail curled around bare knees.

" Guy yanked my tail earlier..."

[devilradio]

" yes, my dear, that is unfortunately much more correct than you real-" Alastor was nodding along, taking a long sip and then of course.. he had to do a spit take.

There was no such thing as being too over dramatic!~

" who yanked your what now?!" he shot up in anger, already scanning the space for who the culprit could be while his shadow quietly made sure Pip's tail hadn't been too badly yanked.

[remnantsouls]

" I went to the shop down the road cuz they sell these really nice crossants.. all filled with apricot jam" He licked his lips at the memory, moving his tail so the shadow could look.

" Some Gecko demon gave my tail a yank and called me a " pretty girl" His ears pinned at the memory.

"... Got back here pretty quick..."

[devilradio]

Gecko demon who sells croissants filled with apricot jam. Ah, yes, it was that particular cafe down the road. Alastor knows it.. he can deal with that wretched little lizard later.

" Of course, dear. It must have been quite the dreadful experience. " he gestured a hand and a little shadow puppet appeared right in front of Pip to offer up a croissant that Alastor had made himself.

" If you ever want any more, you can always ask me. In fact, I could make whatever little snack or dish your feline heart could ever desire. "

[remnantsouls]

@devilradio

" Miss Charlie said you wanted to see me Mr Alastor....?"

[devilradio]

" ah, yes! Pip, my dear, I just wanted to have a small discussion with you about your poor judgement of my character."

Alastor gestured towards the seat across from him, summoning a pot of tea and some hors d'œuveres atop the coffee table between.

" go ahead and make yourself comfortable. "

[remnantsouls]

Pip tilted his head and scampered over, climbing into the seat and got comfortable.

".... Did I do somethin to make you mad...?"

[devilradio]

" No, no, no. Nothing of the sort." Alastor quickly waved off the concern, having poured himself a cup of tea and now blew at it to cool down a little.

" I was just thinking about what happened last we spoke and how I jumped the gun on a particular topic."

[remnantsouls]

Pip sat on his hands and tilted their head to the side, one ear drooping.

".... Oh...?" He was interested in it mostly because he'd forgot the convo....

[devilradio]

Alastor figured.. and so of course, he would have to explain to him what he was talking about.

" I was listing off things you shouldn't and should do and I may have answered a question that might not have been on your mind. It is a question I get so often that it was just.. an instinct to answer before you could ask. "

.. Alright, Alastor, just get to it already.

" It was about my ears." he held his hand up to one of his red fox-like ears, that sort of blended into his curly hair and flicked slightly in response to touch. " It is one of the things people ask about, particularly if they can touch them. Presumably because they believe they look fluffy and soft. They also ask that about my tail. "

" When I told you that you couldn't, you asked me why you would want to even do that. " he withdrew his hand from his ear to take a sip of his tea. " .. Do you understand or do you need me to recount more of the conversation? "

[remnantsouls]

".. Oh! I remember now..." A nod... " Yeah I thought it was odd, but I guess people down here don't respect personal space huh?" His tail curled around bare knees.

" Guy yanked my tail earlier..."

[devilradio]

" yes, my dear, that is unfortunately much more correct than you real-" Alastor was nodding along, taking a long sip and then of course.. he had to do a spit take.

There was no such thing as being too over dramatic!~

" who yanked your what now?!" he shot up in anger, already scanning the space for who the culprit could be while his shadow quietly made sure Pip's tail hadn't been too badly yanked.

[remnantsouls]

@devilradio

" Miss Charlie said you wanted to see me Mr Alastor....?"

[devilradio]

" ah, yes! Pip, my dear, I just wanted to have a small discussion with you about your poor judgement of my character."

Alastor gestured towards the seat across from him, summoning a pot of tea and some hors d'œuveres atop the coffee table between.

" go ahead and make yourself comfortable. "

[remnantsouls]

Pip tilted his head and scampered over, climbing into the seat and got comfortable.

".... Did I do somethin to make you mad...?"

[devilradio]

" No, no, no. Nothing of the sort." Alastor quickly waved off the concern, having poured himself a cup of tea and now blew at it to cool down a little.

" I was just thinking about what happened last we spoke and how I jumped the gun on a particular topic."

[remnantsouls]

Pip sat on his hands and tilted their head to the side, one ear drooping.

".... Oh...?" He was interested in it mostly because he'd forgot the convo....

[devilradio]

Alastor figured.. and so of course, he would have to explain to him what he was talking about.

" I was listing off things you shouldn't and should do and I may have answered a question that might not have been on your mind. It is a question I get so often that it was just.. an instinct to answer before you could ask. "

.. Alright, Alastor, just get to it already.

" It was about my ears." he held his hand up to one of his red fox-like ears, that sort of blended into his curly hair and flicked slightly in response to touch. " It is one of the things people ask about, particularly if they can touch them. Presumably because they believe they look fluffy and soft. They also ask that about my tail. "

" When I told you that you couldn't, you asked me why you would want to even do that. " he withdrew his hand from his ear to take a sip of his tea. " .. Do you understand or do you need me to recount more of the conversation? "

[remnantsouls]

@devilradio

" Miss Charlie said you wanted to see me Mr Alastor....?"

[devilradio]

" ah, yes! Pip, my dear, I just wanted to have a small discussion with you about your poor judgement of my character."

Alastor gestured towards the seat across from him, summoning a pot of tea and some hors d'œuveres atop the coffee table between.

" go ahead and make yourself comfortable. "

[remnantsouls]

Pip tilted his head and scampered over, climbing into the seat and got comfortable.

".... Did I do somethin to make you mad...?"

[devilradio]

" No, no, no. Nothing of the sort." Alastor quickly waved off the concern, having poured himself a cup of tea and now blew at it to cool down a little.

" I was just thinking about what happened last we spoke and how I jumped the gun on a particular topic."

[remnantsouls]

🔀 - @devilradio

@devilradio

"I suddenly feel an impulse to shove many onions in my face and also to shove someone into traffic?"

[devilradio]

" .. maybe don't?? if you do, you are not getting any cuddles. "

[remnantsouls]

"... But it would be so entertaining!" He waved a hand.

" They'd be fiiiine and can walk it off~" making a " Psh" noise.

[devilradio]

Alastor let out a long sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. " .. I'm sure it would be, my dear. " he mimicked cracking his back, actually using his radio cane as a walking stick.

" and no, do not be mistaken. I care little about you shoving a person into oncoming traffic. You may entertain yourself but eating onions? " he tightened his little nose up to display disgust, closing mouth to try and make a frown but.. alas, the sitiches were doing their job well. " you already have an awful breath. No surprise there but still.. "

[remnantsouls]

@devilradio

" Miss Charlie said you wanted to see me Mr Alastor....?"

[devilradio]

" ah, yes! Pip, my dear, I just wanted to have a small discussion with you about your poor judgement of my character."

Alastor gestured towards the seat across from him, summoning a pot of tea and some hors d'œuveres atop the coffee table between.

" go ahead and make yourself comfortable. "

[remnantsouls]

🔀 - @devilradio

@devilradio

"I suddenly feel an impulse to shove many onions in my face and also to shove someone into traffic?"

[devilradio]

" .. maybe don't?? if you do, you are not getting any cuddles. "

[devilradio]

[ahli-stuff]

Kill you for this someday