#helluva doctor

[chopperpirate]

@niffty-clean

"Bad boy? I'm a pirate but..."

They were in Hell, so Chopper had to assume that by bad boy, she just meant anyone really. You couldn't really get here under normal circumstances without being a Sinner, right? Staring curiously at the gremlin for several seconds, Chopper slowly shook his head.

"Actually, I was hoping the manager could help my friends and I out with an issue. We kinda wanna go home, but we can't find the imps who brought us here and we heard your princess liked helping people."

It was weird looking at this one. She was almost as small as Chopper currently was, appearing practically harmless, yet he was pretty sure she had to be a Sinner like most demons. That meant she wasn't to be taken lightly. Should he even be admitting to his crew being living people trapped in Hell? He doubted she could use that to any nefarious advantage over them, but still...

"Is she gonna be back soon? The rooms here are free so I suppose I don't mind waiting..."

[chopperpirate]

@moonlight--howling

"A... mink?" Chopper calmed down quickly enough, his worried expression dying to one of calm confusion. "What are you doing so far from Zou?"

[chopperpirate]

@flxshy

Hell was quite the astounding place! Not only were the famous tourist attractions and sights here, but the actual individuals ranged from human to monstrous to utterly cursed. Some out-of-towners were even vampires and immortals from royal families. Chopper never thought he would see such an astounding thing as another realm, but after about a week of being here, he already felt amazed. Ironically, he was one of the unusual sights that most would feel surprised by.

Walking down the street, the toddler-sized, bipedal reindeer wondered when he would find an interesting person to interact with. Anyone could see that he looked like a cartoonish reindeer rather than a typical sinner. Perhaps he was not approached yet out of caution by the local people.

A small squeak emitted from Chopper’s hooves with each step. As he walked, he let out a sigh, the wind blowing the brown fur on his exposed torso. The pain of boredom seemed to dull his physical exhaustion, which one could tell was there, as his maroon colored shorts had a bit of dirt on them. It was likely from a brawl or some other type of outdoor activity. Given the location, perhaps Chopper was merely defending himself. Judging from the brief moment of sighing, his voice seemed to be soft, reminiscent of a child’s. He didn’t sound older than an eleven year old.

Chopper finally wandered right into the infamous Hazbin Hotel, humming softly as he walked down to the front desk. If nothing else, a hotel could be a good base of operations for his crew. "Hello?" With a welcoming smile, he hoped not to scare off whoever was in the building with him.

[chopperpirate]

@siempreminta

Chopper stood up quickly to address the concern, stumbling forward a bit and passing the demon before leaning against a wall, staring up at the taller imp. "Igh... too much cotton candy. But I want more anyway! Where's that gluttony girl?" It seems he didn't get Bee's name.

[chopperpirate]

@neatandniffty

Chopper was shoved aside by the even shorter gremlin, prompting a concerned frown to creep onto his face. "Rude!" He huffed, suddenly stepping in front of Niffty (and inadvertently crushing the bug for her) as he stared sternly at the little demon.

"You work here so I need your help! Don't just push me aside like dirt! I'm a potential customer requesting help!" He had to stay strong even in Hell. He couldn't seem like too much of a pushover, but he was careful not to start any fights first.

[chopperpirate]

@rosies-emporium

The toddler-sized pirate let out a somewhat nervous chuckle at the demon's words, bashfully rubbing the back of his head. "The 'Still Alive' District? I followed some imps through a portal." How embarrassing. Chopper felt bad for potentially confusing this kindly woman.

[chopperpirate]

@lilitophidian

As the demon grabbed him by the collar, she could feel how soft and well-groomed Chopper's fur was. It was clear that he shampooed and bathed like a human rather than an uncultured animal. Moreover, the soft, pudgy skin underneath likely gave the impression that he wasn't especially strong. In this form at least, that was true, likely doing wonders for keeping the woman's guard down on the off chance that the pirate chose to act.

"Ack! What the-!?" Chopper stared wide-eyed at the demon, wondering if he was in some type of trouble just for being here. As he stared at her face, he squirmed in her grasp, hoping to get back down before she could do anything rough like throwing or hitting him. "Hey! Come on! If this was private property, it wasn't exactly made clear by anything on my way here! Can't you just leave me off with a warning? I didn't mean to offend!" Chopper already started talking as though he were being pulled over by police rather than begging for his life. Her prior words just sounded like cryptic nonsense to him.

[chopperpirate]

@devilishdanse

Eyes narrowed in an instant, going from fearful to fiercely determined. At the sight of a leg swinging his way, Chopper's small body leaped over it like a parkour expert, only to in an instant, transform entirely.

Chopper almost instantly transformed into a human, but not just any human. The pirate was now eight feet tall and covered with muscle, similar to The Incredible Hulk, but brown instead of green. His fur was gone, aside from a mane around his neck, revealing a full six pack and tons of muscle. His hooves were now replaced with large, human hands and feet that dwarfed the size of a normal human’s head, and his antlers seemed to shrink into nothing as he transformed. The only inhuman thing about him, aside from his size and muscles, was his blue nose.

With all of this happening in an instant, who knew if Valentino could keep up, but his fist swung forcefully at the now smaller mothman in hopes of sending him soaring.

"YOU JERK! DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH ME!" He roared ferociously, though ironically his voice retained the childlike pitch of his prior form, indicating this was the same person and not some type of other personality.