And then the After -

[appetiteforgamblin]

When the news hit Hell boy the news hit Hell.

The entirety of Pentagram City is talking about it.
From the dealers and hookers on the streets to the cannibals & cannibelles in the cafe not far from Rosie's.

A ragtag group of demons at Hazbin Hotel hold off and send Executioners packing back to their pearly gates. King Lucifer seen in action in Pride for the first time in years. Adam, First Man, slain.

The news cycle was something else - utterly relentless - which meant that it was everywhere.

The Hazbin crew had shut off the TV and had shoo'd reporters off more than once today. They all needed some time to recover, to mourn, to re-group. All that mattered was keeping things hopefully free of trouble - not that that usually worked.

There was a crash from someplace - likely Niffty 'cleaning' or Lucifer doing something with his ducks. But at least things seemed to be back to normal.

If there ever even is a normal in Hell.


 (There we go I left it hella open for all the reactions and shenanigans ) 

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[spinnerspider]

[ That crash wouldn’t be the only thing to break the silence. The front doors crack open with a barrage of camera clicks and flashing bulbs, the blinding lights of camera crews, and shouts layered over one another.

At the front of it all is Angel, prying himself out of the mass of hellfolk with a desperate breath. ]

Fo’ fuck sake— Like I told the lot’a ya last time, I ain’t in the business for free content! [ One set of arms grasping onto the doors’ inner edges for dear life, he simultaneously pushes back the crowd with his other. ] You wanna see my ass on screen? Ya gonna hafta pay for it, like e’rybody elst!

[ With just enough room to maneuver his big ol’ head through, he successfully slams the doors shut behind him!

Leaning back against them with arms splayed, he wants to ensure that they won’t try to barge their way into the lobby - but he looks like he also may be taking a moment to orient himself by clinging to the walls. ]

Looks like breathin’s become a mothafuckin’ privilege t’ese days!