Things to Know
//This is the rules and about for mobile users. That will be under the cut, as it will be long.
Guidelines are as follows:
I am selective and non-exclusive for IC interactions.
This is a sideblog of angel-dust-addict. All follow-backs will be from there.
This blog is an OC and multi-fandom friendly blog.
Mun and muse are both well over 21.
I will not RP with anyone who does not have listed somewhere on their blog that they are 18+. If this is not listed and you interact, I will block you. Simple as that. Alastor is a sociopathic serial killer and cannibal. There will be adult themes on this blog. If you’re a minor, kindly just close out this tab and leave my blog.
Don’t godmod.
Do not like my open starters if you have no intention of answering them. This goes doubly for non RP blogs and I will block non-RP blogs who do this. By doing that you drive away people who might actually want to answer them.
There may be smut on this blog, but I’m more selective about those threads. Please see the FAQ and About pages for more on shipping.
I am always completely fine with fading to black. I will not ask you to write something you aren’t comfortable with. This goes for violence as well as smut.
If I find out you have lied to me about your age, I will block you and will report you if this was done in order to RP smut.
I will do my best to try to tag things that are NSFW or that may be triggery or otherwise cause problems for people. If I miss something, let me know. RP is meant to be fun for all of us.
The Not Safe For Work tag is simply “NSFW” and it covers sexually explicit material, excessive gore or violence, etc. Thread posts that contain NSFW or particularly triggery material will be placed under a read-more at my partner’s request. This blog is 18+ and everything will be tagged appropriately.
The trigger tag is “tw: [tagged trigger]”, so for example “tw: violence.”
The content warning tag is “cw: [content]”. This is used for things like sexual content, gore, torture, anything that would earn a post an NSFW tag, as well as for minor instances of things like period typical homophobia. For instance, Alastor is a cannibal. If I'm mentioning something about that in passing, it will be tagged “cw: cannibalism mention.“ If there’s anything graphic, such as in depth discussion, it will have a “tw” tag instead.
There may be instances of slurs in the context of RP dialogue or inner monologue. This is not reflective of the mun’s views. Alastor lived from the 1890s to the 1930s and sometimes his language usage reflects that, even though he has no problem with the LGBTQ community, women, or people of color. The specific content tag for his use of slurs is “cw: Alastor’s 1910s lingo”.
Do not push ships on me. I’m generally fine with shipping, as long as we discuss it first. But if I have said no to something, that means no. It’s usually because I’m uncomfortable with it for some reason, and I will generally make that reason known. Don’t keep pushing If you do this, I will not RP with you.
The mun is not the muse. That should go without saying. Alastor may say or do things that I would never say or do and that I disagree with. But that’s Alastor, not me. It will be clear when I’m talking OOC, as those posts will start with a //. If it doesn’t have a //, it’s Alastor. If something he says or does is triggery to you and you would like me to tag it, please let me know and I will be happy to do so.
Please, please do not reblog RP threads from me that you are not involved in. Liking is fine. Reblogging is not. It screws up my thread tracker.
I do not generally send in “passwords” and whatnot. However, I also almost never follow anybody who doesn’t have rules somewhere on their blog, as I do make a point of reading those so I know how they run their blog. I’m just an anxious mess and sometimes it’s hard for me to reach out to people and that does extend to sending passwords. Or any messages, for that matter.
Unless otherwise stated, interactions with each character my muse interacts with are treated as separate. The only instance to which this does not apply is dashboard chatter amongst alternates.
If your muse is not from Hazbin Hotel or Helluva Boss, that does not mean I won’t play with you. However, if your muse is not someone Alastor could be reasonably expected to know, he won’t know them straight off.
Name: Alastor
Aliases: The Radio Demon, Smiles (Angel), Strawberry Pimp (Angel)
Twin Name: Story
Gender: Male
Years living: 1895-1933
Age, at death: 38
Age, total: 128
Height: 6'6"
Weight:
Physical appearance: Alastor is a deer demon. He has red hair tipped with black at all edges. He also has large deer ears atop his head, rather than human ears, and small antlers situated between them. He does also have a small tail, though this is generally hidden beneath his jacket. His skin is an ashen greyish color and he has yellowed, shark-like teeth. His eyes are red in his normal form, with a dark red sclera and bright red iris. While his shoes have cloven hoofprints on the bottoms, reminiscent of his animal’s feet, his fingers sport long claws more suited to predator than prey. When angered, his eyes take on the appearance of radio dials. If pushed beyond that point, his eyes turn completely black and his antlers and claws grow to monstrous lengths.
Distinguishing marks: Antlers, deer ears, red and black hair, and red eyes.
Affiliations: Charlie Morningstar & the Happy/Hazbin Hotel
Alignment: Neutral evil
Languages: English, French Creole
Abilities: Alastor can manipulate radio frequencies, even being able to use them to go so far as disrupting reality around him. He is also adept at eldritch magic. He is tuned into radio frequencies to the extent that he is able to know about anything happening anywhere in Pentagram City where there’s a radio nearby. He can also separate his shadow from himself and use it for basic tasks, surveillance, and as a means of essentially teleporting.
Positive traits: Work ethic
Likes: Radio, jazz music, hunting
Weaknesses: Pride, luddite tendencies
Negative traits: Cruel, manipulative, narcissistic, cannibalistic
Dislikes: Television, anyone who challenges his power, boredom
Weapon of choice: Magic
Orientation: Asexual, demiromantic
Relationship status: Single and not really looking, though he’s open to new experiences
Mental Health and Behavior:
Alastor is a sociopath. He does not experience feelings of empathy. On Earth, this was one of the things that led him to becoming a serial killer. Unlike most sociopathic people, Alastor became fascinated with other people and that fascination took a dark turn. He enjoyed causing fear and pain. To him, it was a form of art. He didn’t turn to cannibalism, however, until the Great Depression struck. He had already been killing for years, and with the unavailability of food - especially meat - cannibalism was a matter of practicality. As with all things, however, Alastor became obsessed with the artistry of it. Everything from the way he butchered the corpses to the way he cooked the resultant meat was an art form.
The only person for whom Alastor ever really felt anything was his mother, of whom he was deeply fond. He admired her determination and drive and respected the sacrifices she made in order to raise him. He did not, however, love her. That is something Alastor is incapable of, though she was the closest he ever came. Even this fondness, however, had undertones of his narcissism. He was chiefly concerned with her attitudes and actions towards him, rather than the woman herself.
History:
Alastor was born about half an hour outside New Orleans, Louisiana in 1895. His childhood was lonely and difficult. The result of an unwilling union between a Black woman and a white man, Alastor didn’t really have a place on either side of the racial divide. His mother raised him alone. Making ends meet was often a struggle, but she provided for her son as best she could. Alastor was highly intelligent and she made sure that he did attend school through the eighth grade. She also raised him with the practice of Voodoo, a syncretic religion that had elements of both Catholicism and West African spiritual practices. Alastor would continue to practice Voodoo until his death, although by the end he had deviated so far from the original path that the typical practitioner would have no trouble at all distancing his practices from their own. As a teenager, he did farm labor in order to help in keeping the household afloat. During that time, he continued to read as much as he could. When radios began to become more commonplace, he listened avidly whenever the opportunity arose. Between his love for jazz and his love of the medium, Alastor decided he wanted to become a radio broadcaster. He may have been too black for a lot of dance halls and other venues in the still deeply segregated American South, but on the radio no one could determine your race. He studied not only the technology involved, but also the way broadcasters tended to speak. This is how he picked up his Transatlantic accent.
It was during the 1920s that he moved to New Orleans. There, he found a world of new opportunities. In addition to the chance he wanted to find a career in radio, he also found a hunting ground. His first kill was a way to assuage his own curiosity. He had, of course, heard of the ax man murders. After all, that hadn’t been so very long ago at the time. He was curious how difficult it would be to get away with something like that - and what it would feel like to see the fear in a person’s face when they knew death was coming for them, to see the light dim and the life leave them. Morbid as that fascination was, he was almost sure it would yield to him some sort of truth about the world. It had to, didn’t it? So egregious was the crime that surely it would enlighten him to something. The only truth it revealed was how much he enjoyed the feeling of power that surged through him as he watched the life leave his victims.
Death came for Alastor when, in 1933 at the age of 38, he was happened upon by a hunter while burying the remains of what would turn out to be his last Earthly victim. The man had been hunting with his blueticks and when he spotted movement in the trees, he fired at the source, thinking it to be a deer. That first shot didn’t kill Alastor, but it did slow him down enough that he couldn’t escape the hounds. When he realized what he and his dogs had done, the hunter shot Alastor point blank in the head and left his body hidden in a nearby thicket where it was unlikely to be found. An ignominious end for the ambitious man.
After that final rifle blast, Alastor was surprised to find himself awakening in a different place altogether. It didn’t take him long to realize he was dead. There was no way he wasn’t, given the last thing he could remember was a hunter standing over him and a rifle barrel in his face. To his indignation, he discovered in short order that he had somehow gained a stag’s ears, antlers, and tail. He had become the very deer the hunter had mistaken him for. But he made the best of the situation. After all the appeals he had made to the loa over the course of his life - not to mention his final pleas as he faced down the hunter’s hounds - he found he had been heard. His appeals had been acknowledged and answered, though not in the way he would have expected. In this world beyond the physical realm, this land of the departed, he found himself with all the power he could ever have craved in life. Not one to spurn a gift, he wasted no time putting his newfound abilities to use. And thus the Radio Demon was born.
