( MORE RADIOSTATIC HAHAHA [] Based off this YT short I saw )

Pentagram City, Hell.

The busy streets of hell were overrun with demons , whether hanging out, going to their jobs, etc. Cars zoomed on the roads. No one batted an eye when someone occasionally drove their car into a building or a lamp-post or ran someone over.

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Walking on the sidewalk humming a tune was the Radio Demon Alastor himself. His shoes clicked on the concert as he went. His hands were behind his back, his microphone staff pinned to his body by his arms. His never faltering or disappearing smile was on his face.

Alastor walked towards the 'Hazbin Hotel', a hotel Lucifer Morningstars daughter Charlie was running for rehabilitating sinners and trying to get them redeemed. A few occupants were there; Vaggie, a secret fallen angel and Charlie's girlfriend. Angel Dust, a guest, friend, and porn star. Husker; The bartender. Niffty, Alastors creation and the hotels maid who's obsessed with cockroaches. Sir Pentious, an inventor.

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As the Radio Demon went on towards the Hotel, one of his deer ears twitched. He looked up. It appeared to have started drizzling. Wonderful. He didn't like rain. He looked around, spotting a bar that he could use for cover until it passed. Or until he was ready to go.

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He was under the cover outside of the bar, his deer ears low on his head. His facial expression was unamused, though you could only tell from his eyes since his smile was never ending.

Alastor turned his head to one side to look at the rainfall. He sighed. Suddenly, he felt the presence of another behind him. He looked over only to see Vox; his rival, holding an umbrella in a way that meant he was giving it to him.

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Vox's TV screen had a faint blue blush on his face as he handed the umbrella to Alastor. How did he know Al would be here? Everyone except the rest of the Vees (Valentino & Velvette) were oblivious to the fact that Vox... stalked the Radio Demon. Even Alastor himself didn't know that.