#deaddixie

[rodeclown]

this is NOT becoming my icon.

[assassinlove]

man helluva boss d&d sessions are wack.

@deaddixie @hxllonizxd​

[rcwhide]

★ ; .             there was an odd sense of nostalgia coming here, stylish western boots clinking as they saddled up onto a bar stool, the skirt of the sixteen year old sheriff pardoning her rump from scooting too comfortably across the tough cushion of wood. not even a moment does she need to once over the opossum’s stock, a fingerless gloved digit prodding to the counter instantly.

                               ❛ - i’ll take y’er sharpest shot ‘a root beer, thank you kindly. - ❜

-  ★ :  「  @deaddixie​  」

[cheapjester]

★ ; .                              ❛ - blitz is RE-E-EALLY losing his mind over “peepee” && whatever this “virgin -niDEE” is. - ❜

[rxdiostxtic]

@deaddixie​  ❤️’d for a starter!

It wasn’t often that Alastor stopped to mingle with the masses, especially in the seedier parts of Pentagram City. His well-earned status came with the caveat of constantly considering his reputation, and settling with the drab underlings of Hell’s bottom rung tended to leave a poor taste in his mouth.

But a man had cravings, and no one made a good, strong drink quite like someone unused to the finer things in life. (Not that anyone is Hell was permitted the “finer things” anymore, but Alastor supposed that was besides the point.) And there had been word of a long-standing establishment, nestled in a not-so-quiet corner of Hell that served a mean mixed drink.

Surprisingly enough, activity in the bar didn’t slow when he stepped inside, the Radio Demon’s presence a quiet addition to the lively atmosphere. Laughter, cursing, shouting, screaming, but a surprising amount of organization thrived amongst the chaos. He supposed that had everything to do with the steadfast, silent demon at the bar, likely familiarized with the unfavorable patrons. Alastor slid past them with ease, paying little mind to the gossiping gaggle of ladies in one corner, or the sleeping fellow at one corner of the bar, or the scrapping pair by the front door. Instead, he affixed his best smile, and fluidly pulled himself onto a stool in front of the seemingly mute bartender. “A Manhattan, if you’d please. Straight up.”

[this-crooked-corrupt-world]

@deaddixie​

Viola smiled as she enjoyed another slice of cake, before someone caught her eye.... They looked like they could use some sweets in their life.... and sharing is caring, right? She smiled nervously as she waved to the person, walking to them with a fresh slice she took from the dessert. “H-Hello.... Might I offer you a slice of cake?” Perhaps they are more sinners wishing to be rehabilitated? It would be her job to make them feel welcome then!

“W-Welcome to the Happy Hotel!” She refused to call it the Hazbin Hotel, no matter what her father called it. Happy Hotel sounds better.

[stagtic]

@deaddixie​​ said:  

He holds his chalkboard up to the other. 'You ever think your words come across different before you say them? Probably not, so why don't you use your brain next time before you accidentally hurt someone else, you namby pamby radio personality. You got all the charm of a seasick crocodile.' He gives a pause for them to read, before he spits at their feet.

The words on the board were regarded with the barest of interest -- Alastor had no idea what this was about, nor did he see any reason to care. Then the other saw fit to spit at him. Oh, no no. Such rudeness just wouldn’t do.

A shadowy tentacle burst from the ground, seizing the other by the neck and suspending them off their feet.

“ If the content of my broadcast was upsetting to you, I’d suggest tuning out next time. Especially if you start getting stupid ideas like THIS in your head every time something offends you. ”

[rodeclown]

› ; .                              ❛ - WHUH —- the fuck is that, ITALIAN ?? - ❜ eyes narrow briefly before sharply asserting the distinction from dixie’s observed reaction. ❛ - well how the fuck AM I supposed to know what cactus cock lingo you’re using if you’re living life as muted on discord call ? - ❜

-  › : 「 @deaddixie // "I heard agneau rôti is popular." Casually picks his nails with a knife with his feet on the table. 」