#baxter rp

[broadcasting-screams-since-33]

// Hazbin Hotel Guests*

Current

Cherri Bomb

Baxter

Rooster

Unamed Ant

Unamed Egyptian

Former

Sir Pentious: 2nd guest, Redeemed

Angel Dust: 1st guest, Left

*Tag yourself in the comments if you are role-playing as one of these characters and want interactions

[baxter-the-scientist]

Woah... Check this out, little dude! I was surfing around and thought about you... If anyone's gonna be stoked about hacked up parts and seeing something wickedly divine out of it, well, none other than you, right?

// Adam is positively not checking up on Bax. Of course he is.

H...huh?

[Baxter was half asleep before chugging a mug of coffee.]

Hm? Oh!!! These look LOVELY!!! LOVELY!!! ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS!!! TERRIFYINGLY GREAT!!!!

[He almost slams the mug down on the desk and walks over quickly to see the poster.]

[top-shelf-tender]

"You! Barcat!" Baxter pointed a finger towards the feline dramatically. "I wish to speak to you in private!"

Just when Husk was convinced that Alastor possessed Hell’s most grating voice, this obnoxious fish fuck had to turn up and take the title.

He caged a growl behind clenched teeth. It was demeaning enough when his keeper reduced him to the hired help, but he wasn’t about to take the lowly address from a guest.

“The name’s Husk,” he asserted, rounding the bar to loom over Baxter. “Look, if someone threw up in another hallway planter, you gotta take that up with Niffty, I don’t clean no one’s shit.”