Alastor; Radio Demon; Male: Hazbin Hotel; Team Yellow; Tags: Open
Upon first opening his eyes, the Radio demon knew immediately that something was off. He didn't quite remember being in a room. A room of this size, color, and decoration style. And certainly he didn't remember this odd little bracelet being around his arm. The deer sat up slowly, giving sharp and quick glances around him. He wouldn't say nervously, being down in the underworld certain kicked that out of you. Especially when your morals did let you so much as frown. Never the less, Alastor could work with this.
The demon stood slowly and noticed a little note sitting on the fine wood dresser, just eager to be read. He sauntered over to it, picking it, and tapping the flap back to read the fine printed letters. As he did so, he lifted up his hand and summoned his cane, pressing it to the ground and hummed in curiosity. Whoever left this greeted him eagerly as most did and wished him a comfortable stay and well being. Setting the stiff paper down, he exited his room humming an old song that tended to rattle around in his head. Better to get to know who all was here, before he felt the need to do something terrible. But it would certainly spoil all of his fun if he did that.
KIng Dice; Early 40's; Male; Cuphead; Team Red; Tags; Open
"Now I don't recall ever comin' here," the Die humanoid stated, mostly to himself. He was already up, brushing off the bits of lint that dotted his royal purple suit. The room he was in wasn't as exquisite as his back at the casino, after all, he had spent a lot of time there and accumulating a lot of money from soul contracts and booze. He brushed his shirt off a bit more and tightened his bow tie. Oh man, boss was gonna kill him. Dice had never missed a day of work, even if he got sick, the Devil would just give him a cure.
A little flash of pink appeared behind him, leaving a small little note resting on his nightstand. The manager raised a brow and moved over to it, adjusting the gloves on his hands, and picked it up. He lifted up the flap and read the note quietly. Enjoy his stay huh. The die humanoid scoffed a bit and tossed this said note on to his bed and opened up the door. That's when he caught sight of the bracelet on his arm. Great. An irremovable accessory. He sighed lowly and stepped out to go and see who else got trapped here.