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❧ #HelluvaBossRP
❧ #HHRP
❧ Story Driven
❝Two sides, doll.
𝘽𝙤𝙩𝙝 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩
𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚...❞
⟅ ♡ + ↺ ⟆
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It was a beautiful night. Just the two of them, an abandoned amusement park and enough booze to make it all feel easier for a little while.
They’d picked the lock to get into a diner. (Angel) threw up and then sprawled in a bench. (Husk) was making burgers.
All in all-
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“𝕊𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕓𝕒𝕕, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕤 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕝…𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕖 𝕖𝕩𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟’ 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤, 𝕪𝕠𝕦’𝕣𝕖 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕟’ 𝕗𝕚𝕝𝕥𝕙𝕪 𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕕𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕓𝕒𝕣 𝕓𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕝.”
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V a l e n t i n o (King for a Day) retweeted
ʀᴇꜱᴇᴛ?
ʏ/ɴ
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(ᴀɴ ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ/ᴄᴀɴᴏɴ ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ)
- #HHRP / #HazbinHotelRP / #MVP -
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[🔻 Please read his info below 🔻]
The Hotel was abuzz with activity, patrons old and new walked the halls, (READER) was sat on a couch in the lobby.
And then, there he was. Sat on the arm, next to you. Smiling, glowing in a way like a branding iron glowed.
“ℍ𝕚, 𝕔𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕖~”
A turf war, a catastrophe or natural disaster for the bit parts of the pentagram. Explosions ripped through tenements, warlords crashed through walls and homes.
And there he was waiting, watching, sat on a large piece of rubble, long legs crossing over as he got hungry watching.
When you sign that contract his encroachment is like a cancer.
Drugs in alleys you don’t frequent, dealers on the streets. Eyes, watching. Then come the girls, on every street corner propositioning all of your people. He chokes the life out of other spaces like a weed.
Fun fact; there are only demons who act as cops in hell so Valentino can have them on the take.
Can’t have the make without it~











