"Yeah, this is I.M.P. Who the fuck do you want us to murder?"
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"That's it! I don't care who or what you are. If you are staying here, you are going to make this work. Because it won't be so "entertaining" to watch over an empty hotel, will it, shitass?" #HHRP #HBRP #MVRP #OCFriendly
"Yeah, this is I.M.P. Who the fuck do you want us to murder?"
a cartoon character is laying on the floor looking at a cell phone .
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Hello! Welcome to my profile for my hazbin hotel oc! 🐐 Elisabetha is a sinner. She’s bubbly, curious, rebellious, and she’s sassy as hell. 🐐 Admin is Nitro/Toby and is 26 years old. Minors DNI. 🐐 OCs, canons, crossovers, ALL ACCEPTED. 🐐 I’m pretty shy and new to the fandom. Ah Continue—
🎸Admin is Toby/Nitro 🎸26 years old, MINORS DNI 🎸shit poster but also lit Adam rper 🎸pls no politics, transphobic shit, etc. no drama either. 🎸this account is for rp and shit posting purposes 🎸assume everything after this post is ic pls (Continue in the comments)
"I can imagine being the king of hell isn't exactly a walk in the park... sometimes being a citizen isn't even that easy-"
"Alas, being a king is difficult. I'm trying to have more free time though for her. As for that, heh, you'll make me have even more pride in her, if such a thing is possible."
"So long as the questions are reasonable, I see no reason not to answer them." She squinted her eyes slightly for a moment, as if she was trying to determine the others' intent. "Go ahead, ask away."
"Virtue is a perilous path on its own as well... it leads a few dangerously close to sainthood, and most saints don't end well... but i'll concede that self improvement is commendable." Such seemed far too calm and civil of an answer. "So... mind a few questions about this establishment?"
Vaggie was a bit nerved from the scorched walls littered with claw marks. However, her nervous nature faded at the sight of the dog. Not many people knew it other than Charlie, but she was a sucker for animals. "Aw~ He clearly missed you." Vaggie laughed gently at the pleasant sight.
[Once she steps into his home, the entire walls are scorced and with hundreds of claw marks over them. And suprisibgly a dog inside the home. One that excitedly came up to cain, and he began petting the dog.] "Dont mind, amech. He's always excited when i come back home."
"I can't imagine that... It must be lonely and stressful, having to defend an entire reality on your own... with no one to support you when you need it."
Helmet a bit. Revealing her hair and face.]
"Then your mother was wise, even here in hell, manners will get you a lot farther than being an asshole. Even if some folks mistake kindness for being a pushover."
And there was no hostility coming from him whatsoever.]
"Which is the point of the hotel, to teach oneself to change those lack of values and enforce more positive forms of living and coping. To help those who /want/ to shift away from their less than savory habits and have a shot at redemption. It's not an easily traveled path, bit a worthwhile one."
"And just how much fun is that?" Incissive for a question, and yet spoken with such nonchalance and serenity. "But i suppose that being a rule breaker is relatively normal, specially in hell... is it not?, after all... most of us here were not precisely obedient souls."
"Yeah, well, glad that's the case. Think hell has enough problems without someone of your legacy causing chaos and destruction." She laughed slightly at the scorch mark comment. "Can't be any worse than the hotel... we have a new wall to repair every week."
"Its how i keep myself at peace. If i didnt have that hell would probebly have another problem to content with. Dont mind the scorch marks and everything."
"You won't get much of a view just waltzing around. At least you wouldn't get much meaningful information about each area. We offer a tour, which you'd know had you checked in at the lobby-"
"Mmmm... i brought not a copy of the document with me... but i'll be sure to bring one next time i'm around." Such of course seemed just the average thing to say in a matter of business. "That said... so this is what keeps showing in the news... the princess' hotel. Had to see it myself."
"Tending to a garden is no easy task, takes a lot of time and care. Never mind an entire Orchard, you're one hell of a hard worker."
"Love for animals. And mainly i have my own fruit orchard so im just genarly not keen on eating meat." [He said removing himself from the wall and inviting her into his home.]
"You'd be surprised how much she's shared about you. You don't get to see it often... she really looks up to you, you know. Always hoping you'll be impressed or proud. I am starting to think I understand where she got her sense of passion from."
"Well that's an interesting question. Probably depends on what I'm being thorough about. I see she has already shared some of my hobbies with you."
"Well, if you're telling the truth, I'll confirm this with Charlie and look for this file folder you're talking about, no problem. But that's the thing, I need some actual proof you're not just someone looking to claim one of his machines as your own. We're doing a lot to preserve his legacy here."
"Hardly something as barbaric..." Muttered the individual as his talons retreated into his pockets. "...his debt was a folder with documents... he designed a machine for me, ages ago... he kept a copy of the original blueprints, upon his doom should it happen i would come to collect it."
"More so, or less so than your love of making rubber ducks?" Yup, Charlie told her about his hobby. She's not one to judge. She thinks it's a nice sign of where Charlie's passionate side came from.
"Yes, and I do like being thorough."
"If you're trying to raid his room for valuables, you're a little late to the party... all of his stuff was already moved and preserved at Charlie's request."
Such a question was not unexpected... hardly... "Debt collection." --- He casted as reply. A false, entirely false and yet within possibilities answer given. For the truth was that few knew the true dealings of the snake except perhaps those who bashed him often. "I am simply here to collect."
"Oh? I wouldn't mind at all, thank you. Didn't take you for a vegetarian- Is there a reason behind that choice? A love for animals, maybe?"
"I see. Gues that makes sense with the whole. God wotks in mysteriius ways bullshit." [He said with another scoff. Looking down.] "You hungry? I just made some vegetarian stew if you are."
"Pentious..? What exactly do you want with an exorcized soul..?" Well, she's a bit shaken from the sinner's name being used, given from her perspective, he was gone, exorcized, never to be seen again. The others' appearance didn't do much to help settle her nerves.
There was a relative silence as the insectoid figure stepped into the light, and suffice to say that something was unnerving of it. Fumes and smoke twisted and contorted around him, even presenting fragments of a different being... one of many wings and many eyes. "Pentious..." --- He whispered.
"There were rumors during my time as an exorcist, never had any validity to it. It's more so an educated guess. If someone could be redeemed, it's likely the requirements are either really vague or up to interpretation."
[He raised an eyebrow] "You talk as if someone has already been redeemed."
Given Vaggie was the equivalent of hotel security- it didn't take long for her to notice the unfamiliar figure lurking through the halls of the hotel. So with her angelic spear in hand. She would approach the other. "Can... can I help you? The lobby is downstairs if you're looking to check in."
Ah what the hell... he couldn't help himself. So, he's around the hotel... much to potential misery of @fallennomore.bsky.social but, such is life. And surely few would care to see a tall, slender figure dressed in white sauntering around the hallways... looking for Pentious' room.
"Yeah, well, God barely seems to know what he expects in the redeemed anyways, given how impossible it's been to get anyone up there."
"Redemption. I dont think god would even allow that for me. Others? Maybe. Me? I highly doubt it."
"I guess repetition would help with that... as chilling as it is to think about."
"Miss. I've already experienced every death known to mankind. That was my punishment when i first came down here. Experience every death. Acid. Beheading. Being skinned alive. I've been thorugh it all. Nobody and nothing can faze me. Not done on me anyway."
"Huh, forgive me if this seems ignorant, but... you would just let them attack you? That seems to be what you're implying. Can't imagine the patience you'd need to keep tame while being beheaded by an angelic sword, or... worse..."
"Many mistake my curse. Im unable to die unless god does it himself. Well, permenanrly anyway. Someone can immobilize me incapacitate me. Kill me in some capacities. But i never stay down. So eventually they just gave up."
"Huh, well, I suppose that's somewhat of a comfort... you said some exorcists tried, regardless? How did that work out for them? You look like you could use us as toothpicks-"
"No. My father was adamant about not having anybody harm me. I think it was his way of saying he still cared for me somewhat. His girls, however, tried. But only god can erase me."
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"Yeah, that sounds about right... blaming another for your own actions is pretty human..." She sighs lightly, this is reminding her of the conversations she used to have with exorcists. Albeit from the alternative point of view. "If you don't mind me asking. did Adam ever try to exorcise you?"
"It was a personal attack on me. As for a disgruntled ex. I dont have any exes. After my first wife, i didn't have any others. Many dont like my existence. Being the first murderer. Im blamed for all murder."
"Killing a therapist seems a bit... pointless- unless it was a personal attack towards you- or maybe a disgruntled ex- didnt think someone as feared as you would have enemies."
"Ex exorcist i take it than? I dont keep up with the happenings of hell. I tend to live alone. With my garden in peace. Well i used to until some FUCKERS. Killed my therapist. Yes, i had a therapist." [He said. And as the word fuckers left his maw so would smoke billow out of it.]