Post by Alastor on Oct 15, 2020 2:24:23 GMT -6
Alastor
Name: Alastor
Nickname: Al, The Radio Demon
Canon or OC: Canon
Sexuality: Asexual
Rank: Sinner
Demon/Angel Type: Deer Demon
Year of Death: 1933
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Appearance: Alastor is a suave sweet-talking demon dressed in a red pinstripe suit usually worn by gentlemen in Louisiana from his home decade of the 1930s. Being a deer demon he has two small antlers on his head and long tapered ears. He has hoof prints on the soles of his shoes and even walks with a clip-clop sound and always carries a wide toothy smile on his face. Alastor has pale skin and dark red eyes with a monocle over his right. His voice sounds like it's constantly being broadcast from an antique radio and on occasion, it is accompanied by sound effects or music. He may or may not have a tail..he doesn’t speak about it. He carries a red mic staff with a single eye.
Like all demons, he has an alternate form where his antlers grow long and his eyes turn black. You do not want to be there if this happens...
Powers:
Matter Manipulation: Alastor can create objects from thin air or change their properties to suit his purposes.
Deal Maker: If you make a deal with him, he will give you what you seek, but at a heavy cost. Those that take his offers will be under his employ for the rest of eternity or until he says otherwise.
Demon Summoning: He can summon various shadow demons to do his bidding from small lower level demons to the abyss demon summoned from the depths of Hell. He also has a shadow demon that takes the shape of his form. It is unknown if the demon IS his shadow or a separate entity.
Teleportation: Alastor can teleport himself and others wherever he wishes.
Reality warping: Alastor’s powers can warp the very fabric of space and time, especially if he gets angry.
It is possible he has powers he has not divulged yet, but his secretive nature keeps them in the dark..literally.
Likes: Swing Music, Dad jokes, Theater, Smiling, and New forms of entertainment.
Dislikes: Demons that mess with his employees, Anyone that gets in the way of his entertainment. Any sort of sex joke or innuendo. Overlords, Dogs
Friends/Relatives: Husk, Nifty (Employees)
Personality: Alastor is always happy and upbeat. His smile goes everywhere with him and he appears eager to help Charlie and her project. But this is only skin deep as his true intentions is to watch her clients fail over and over as his new form of entertainment. It is unknown if he wishes or is capable to make friends with the inhabitants of the Hazbin Hotel. He also seems to have Nifty and Husk trapped in his eternal employment. Alastor is a deal maker and in Hell, deal makers are the worse sort of demon. If he wishes to make a deal with you, run, not walk as far away from him as you can. He never chases feeing victims.
While he can topple overlords he doesn’t seem to want to rule over anything.
Alastor speaks using lingo from his home decade, even if not many know what he is saying or have even heard of these expressions. He also has an affinity for “dad jokes” and is polite to a fault, swearing is just not in his nature.
Alastor loves the theater, singing, dancing, and radio broadcasts. He is not very impressed with tech and dislikes TV (or the picture box as he calls it), and finds the constant visual stimuli to dull the senses and imagination. He is also perplexed by the small rectangular gadgets people carry with them these days.
Despite his affinity for public speaking, however, Alastor doesn’t understand innuendos…at all! This includes most forms of flirting, public displays of affection, and double entendre. Of course, it doesn’t help that one of the tenants is Angel Dust…
He also keeps forgetting Sir Pentious' name….most likely on purpose.
History: In life, Alastor was a serial killer and was shot while disposing of his latest victim in the marsh by a deer hunter. When he manifested in Hell however he had powers beyond belief, especially for a mortal soul. He then began to rampage across Hell taking down some of the most powerful demons and wiping out whoever stood in his way, broadcasting his carnage for the sheer fun of it, giving him the nickname "The Radio Demon".
However, after a while, he grew bored and now seeks a new form of entertainment to augment his seemingly endless life. He soon found it when he caught Charlie’s segment on the 666 News. Now he has joined the staff at the “Happy Hotel” to redeem sinners. A cause he sees as utterly ridiculous and wacky nonsense but invited himself to help so that can watch sinners be built up only to fail miserably!
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About you.
About you.
Rp Alias: Megs
Preferred Pronouns: Him/He
Sample Rp:
“I figure it serves a purpose. A place to work toward redemption….yaaaaaaay.”
It was a strange, almost kind voice that caught the large ears of a certain red demon as he paused from his morning walk. A sound not heard often in this place he turned his attention to a store with a line of those infernal picture boxes in the display window. Huddled around them like flies around a bug zapper, a large group of gawking slack-jawed onlookers appeared to be staring at the source of the voice. As he pushed his way into the crowd, stopping behind a pair of werewolves he watched a broadcast from that unpleasant news station. Normally TV was something Alastor found appalling but today..today it had his undivided attention.
“Look, every single one of you has something good deep down inside, I know you do…”
Now that was an interesting concept, while complete and utter nonsense it could prove to be… The Radio Demon paused from his thoughts as she spoke again.
“Maybe I’m not getting through to you…”
He then watched in amazement as she not only sang a song about demons gaining their redemption, but she also had musical accompaniment! Now that was impressive! Alastor always had an appreciation for the theatrical arts. When she finished her song instead of cheering the crowd began to boo and scoff as those two sleazy news slingers laughed.
Alastor’s head tilted to one side as the sound of a radio being tuned filled the air. A dark shadow fell across the wall next to him as a form emerged bearing far longer antlers and a much wider smile as they both watched the same broadcast. Arching an eyebrow ha had seen enough as the demon turned and began to walk down the street just missing the turf war footage.
Looks like he had just found a brand new form of entertainment….
It was a strange, almost kind voice that caught the large ears of a certain red demon as he paused from his morning walk. A sound not heard often in this place he turned his attention to a store with a line of those infernal picture boxes in the display window. Huddled around them like flies around a bug zapper, a large group of gawking slack-jawed onlookers appeared to be staring at the source of the voice. As he pushed his way into the crowd, stopping behind a pair of werewolves he watched a broadcast from that unpleasant news station. Normally TV was something Alastor found appalling but today..today it had his undivided attention.
“Look, every single one of you has something good deep down inside, I know you do…”
Now that was an interesting concept, while complete and utter nonsense it could prove to be… The Radio Demon paused from his thoughts as she spoke again.
“Maybe I’m not getting through to you…”
He then watched in amazement as she not only sang a song about demons gaining their redemption, but she also had musical accompaniment! Now that was impressive! Alastor always had an appreciation for the theatrical arts. When she finished her song instead of cheering the crowd began to boo and scoff as those two sleazy news slingers laughed.
Alastor’s head tilted to one side as the sound of a radio being tuned filled the air. A dark shadow fell across the wall next to him as a form emerged bearing far longer antlers and a much wider smile as they both watched the same broadcast. Arching an eyebrow ha had seen enough as the demon turned and began to walk down the street just missing the turf war footage.
Looks like he had just found a brand new form of entertainment….