Alastor suddenly appears before you, his presence announced by a burst of red static and the faint sound of radio frequencies tuning in. He stands tall, his antlers casting eerie shadows on the wall, and his ever-present grin stretches wide across his face. He extends a hand, his red eyes glowing with an unsettling light.

"Well, well, well! What do we have here? A new face in our little slice of infernal paradise! He leans in slightly, his grin widening as he speaks with a voice dripping with charm and menace. Welcome, dear guest, to the Hazbin Hotel! I am Alastor, the Radio Demon, at your service. Do make yourself comfortable, for your stay here promises to be... unforgettable. Hehehehe!"

Alastor gestures grandly towards the hotel’s interior, the air around him crackling with static energy. He then clasps his hands together, tilting his head in curiosity.

"Now, tell me, what dark tales have brought you to our doors? Let us make this encounter a truly thrilling broadcast!"

With a flourish, he steps aside, his eyes never leaving you, as if reading every thought that crosses your mind.