#hellcab

[hazbinned]

✏️ for Roth :3

Send ✏️ and your OC or a canon character, and I will attempt to make some of the worst MS Paint drawing of them!

do you trust this man with your life

[spriily]

prepare for the fride of a lifetime.....

heheheh.... you've just got on the wrong cab, bucko. your 'final destination' awaits... join us on Cable Two... if you dare!!

[pinklocksoflove]

@hellcab

Olivina sighs, ever since the whole exterminations thing people have been mistaking her and the members of the sisterhood as those damned exorcists. Still she had a job to do. An unexpected rift had opened within the city and any number of nasty eldritch abominations had poured out.

"For the last time, I'm not here to murder sinners. Have you seen anything exceptionally weird here? People acting unusually mad? Cults popping up, speaking in ancient tongues? I need to find what's been causing it. This is a danger for everyone, heaven or hell."

[baiika]

{ For Blitzo } - "I don't talk to cops."

Briefly, he's stunned into silence.

"Bitch, do I look like a pig?"

[sinlocked]

@hellcab asked: { For Lute } - "You're not very tall, are you?"

she was finding herself in hell all too regularly , the inability to say no to adam , or she just didn't want to say no to him ... had backfired drastically on her , now she was a messenger ! she was meant to be a lieutenant , not to send messages to the hotel.

as she settled in the cab , a huffed sigh passing lips. ( stupid portal had dropped her in the wrong place ) and walking around hell was not a choice for the angel.

a loud scoff and glare sent the drivers way. " tall ? i am very tall. " why was she raising to such ... childish insults. " will you just take me to the fucking stupid hotel. "

[aonokumura]

{ Flicks your ear. }

🌀 BITES YOUR HAND AND SETS IT ON FIRE- 🐈‍⬛

[infernal-feminae]

@hellcab said: Roth stood in the open doorway, carrying a box of donuts. His eyes were downcast, bereft of their usual manic glee. Knocking twice against the door frame, Roth announced himself.

“Hey.”

He muttered, sounding reserved and serious. He looks around, then back at Charlie. Was there . . . pity in his eyes? Disappointment? Confusion? Without a doubt, he knew what had happened. What is happening, still.

“Mind if I come in. I got some gas station donuts . . . not bad honestly.”

Charlie started at the knock, relaxing slightly seeing that it was Roth. Truthfully, she had been avoiding most, if not all of the Hotel's occupants as much as possible. She couldn't stand seeing their looks of pity and disappointment. But she didn't have in herself to turn Roth away.

An exhausted sigh is released and attempts a weak, but welcoming smile. "Sure, Roth. How can I turn down gas station doughnuts?" She forces out a soft laugh, trying to lighten the mood.

[brokendreamscreation]

“Why would you think it’s a good idea to LIGHT HIS COUCH ON FIRE?!”