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Fandom Hazbin Hotel RP (Always Open)

MysticFaerieQueen

The chill queen of dragons
After watching Hazbin Hotel I decided to give a go at a RP!

1. Wait for your character to be approved.

2. Be respectful to one another.

3. Don't go OP.

4. The setting of the rp will take place after the latest episode.

5. Multiple characters are allowed.

6. If you're inactive for some time and want to rejoin, it's up to you to get caught up.

7. No overly sexual scenes. Fade to black.

8. Have fun!


OC Sheet
Human Name:

Angel/Demon Name:

Age (Physical and Actual if different):

Date of Death:

Cause of Death:

Gender:

Sexual orientation:

Species:

Overlord?:

Occupation as a Human:

Occupation as a Demon:

Abilities (Physical or Magical):

Reason for being in Hell (If demon):

Reason for coming to Hazbin Hotel:

Appearance:

Personality:

Any scars?:

Family:

Love interest (Optional):

Backstory:
 
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Human Name: Carolyn Grace

Angel/Demon Name: Angelique Harper

Age: Appears 29

Date of Death: 07/02/1916

Cause of Death: Carriage accident

Gender: Female

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

Species: Fallen Angel

Overlord?: No. (Has the power to, but would rather return to Heaven.)

Occupation as a Human: Botanist

Occupation as a Fallen Angel: Mutant plant botanist

Abilities: Floral and thorn manipulation, healing, plant communication, summoning plant creatures.

Reason for being in hell: Questioning Heaven

Reason for coming to Hazbin Hotel: To return to heaven

Appearance: Angelique has lavender colored eyes, long silky lavender hair, and gray skin. She has a tall and slender build. Her clothing consisted of a tattered purple top; a tattered layered black and silver skirt with an uneven hem, and silver wedges.

Personality: Angelique is shy and timid. She's kind hearted and highly sensitive. She tends to takes things personally even though she tries not to and does not like confrontation

Any scars/tattoos?: None

Family:

Love Interest: Open

Backstory: Angelique grew up in a nunnery where she learned about various types of plants. She learned how to harvest, grow, and use some of them as medicine. When was too old to stay in the orphanage she used her knowledge of plants to work as a botanist. She died in a carriage collision while heading to work. Because of her kind heart and gentle nature she was sent to Heaven. However, she did not believe in executing demons and believed they deserve a second chance depending on the severity it of their sin and how long they've been punished for it. Her questioning of Heaven's ways is what led her to end up in hell and become a fallen angel.
 
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Human Name: Sophie Monroe

Angel/Demon Name: Seraphina Luxe

Age: 29

Date of death: 06/18/1930

Cause of death: Suicide by drug overdose.

Gender: Female

Orientation: Bisexual

Species: Snake/Spider Demon

Overlord?: No

Occupation as a human: Model/Adult film actress

Occupation as a demon: Model/Adult film actress

Abilities: Psychic seduction, glamour manipulation, serpentine transformation.

Reason for being in hell: Being an adult film entertainer and dying by suicide.

Reason for coming to Hazbin Hotel: To redeem herself.

Appearance: Seraphina is heterochromic, her left eye is ice blue and her right eye is violet. She has long and curly platinum blonde hair. She has pastel pink skin and a tall and slender build. Her clothing consists of pink tops with metalic silver stripes, black distressed leggings, and silver heels.

Personality: Seraphina used to be a shy and reserved person, but her life in the modeling/adult entertainment industry made her bold, charismatic, and overconfident. Her job had caused her to change her views on morality making her a morally ambiguous person. Deep down she doesn't want to keep living as an adult film entertainer but doesn't see any way out.

Any scars/tattoos?: None

Family: None, but she calls Angel her "soul sister".

Love Interest: Open

Backstory: As a human Seraphina grew up in an abusive household. Her dad was abusive and a gambling addict. While her mom was loving, she enabled her dad's behavior because she was afraid to leave him. She was also developed a shopping addiction to cope with her failing marriage. This had caused Seraphina to use shopping to avoid her problems as well. She ran away from home to pursue her dreams of becoming a model but unintentionally got caught up in working in adult films. The life she led made her become so depressed that she decided to kill herself by a drug overdose. Her sinful life and how she ended her life caused her to become a demon after her death.
 
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(Cool!)

Human Name: Isabella Darling

Angel/Demon Name: Ashmaya Colburn

Age (Physical and Actual if different): (Physical - 20) (Actual - 110)

Date of Death: March 7th, 1934

Cause of Death: Shot between the eyes by her boss

Gender: Female

Sexual orientation: Heterosexual

Species: Humanoid Demon

Overlord?: No

Occupation as a Human: Hit-woman for a Mob boss

Occupation as a Demon: Owns one of the best diners in town

Abilities (Physical or Magical): Can cook REALLY well; Can hold her liquor better than anyone; She's a Deadshot; she can fight hand-to-hand well; Really good with knives and such

Reason for being in Hell (If demon): Killing

Reason for coming to Hazbin Hotel: To be Redeemed

Appearance: Ashmaya is a shorter demon at about 5'2". She has fair skin and long, curly blonde hair that reaches her waist. The color of her eyes are a little lighter than Blue-Jay's feathers. Her clothing consists mostly of blazers and slacks, but for work she wears a knee-length dress and an apron. Every once in a while she'll wear fancy dresses, but only on special ocassions.

Personality:
Likes(At least 4): Figuring things out (even though her mind’s all over the place); Singing; Music; Protecting the people she cares about; Cooking
(4)Positive Traits: Traits: Intelligent; Courageous; Ambitious; Kind/Empathetic (Most of the time); Cool headed
Dislikes(At least 4): Rude people; People thinking she can't do anything; No one listening; Being cat-called
(4)Negative Traits: Stubborn; Argumentative; Scatterbrained; Indecisive
Worst Fears: Getting hurt (Emotionally); Losing people;

Any scars?: None

Family: None, but she thinks of Husk as a brother

Love interest (Optional): Alastor or Lucifer

Backstory: As loving as her parents were, she got into trouble a LOT. By the age of sixteen, she had killed someone who tried to jump her. She beat him over the head with a 2-by-4 and enjoyed seeing the blood. A few years after getting a job as the local mob boss's hit woman, she fell for his son. However, not too long after that, she caught him cheating and he killed her parents. Ashmaya tracked down her boyfriend and slaughtered him in cold blood. His father found out easily and put a bullet between her eyes.
 
Seraphina Luxe stepped into the lobby, her platinum blonde hair cascading in waves that mirrored the allure of a silver waterfall. Her eyes, one icy blue and the other a vivid violet, surveyed the surroundings with a mix of confidence and curiosity. Dressed in a metallic silver ensemble that clung to her form, she carried an air of sophistication that set her apart from the tumultuous backdrop.

Angelique the fallen angel seeking redemption, hesitated before stepping into the lobby. Her lavender hair framing her delicate features. The scent of sulfur and the echoes of demonic chatter filled the air, creating a stark contrast to the celestial aura she once knew.

Her lavender eyes, shimmering with uncertainty, scanned the dark lobby wondering if this will even work. Dressed in tattered yet endearing garments that hinted at her celestial past, she clutched a small bouquet of lavender flowers; the last remnants of the earthly realm she once tended as a botanist.

As Seraphina and Angelique stepped into the lobby, their presence did not go unnoticed by the hotel's owner, Charlie. With her warm smile and welcoming demeanor, Charlie approached the newcomers, eager to extend her hospitality and offer guidance to those seeking redemption.

"Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!" Charlie exclaimed, her voice cutting through the din of demonic chatter. "I'm Charlie, the owner of this establishment. It's a pleasure to have you both here."

Seraphina nodded graciously, a glint of curiosity dancing in her heterochromic eyes as she took in her surroundings. "Thank you, Charlie. It's a... unique place you have here."

Angelique, her lavender eyes reflecting a mixture of uncertainty and hope, offered a tentative smile. "Yes, thank you for having us. We're... hoping to find some solace here."

Charlie's expression softened as she regarded the two newcomers with empathy. "Well, you've come to the right place. The Hazbin Hotel is a refuge for lost souls seeking redemption, and we're here to help you on your journey."

With a reassuring pat on their shoulders, Charlie led Seraphina and Angelique further into the lobby, guiding them toward their respective accommodations. As they embarked on their paths of transformation within the confines of the hotel.
 
(Cool!)
Ashmaya arrived a little too late to catch Charlie leading the other two on a tour. Her long, blonde hair falls in front of her face as she sighs in defeat, lowering her head. "Damn it, Ash, you're late yet again..." She scolded herself.

She had been late to things all this past week. She was rarely late to anything! And lately, she's been exhausted, taking extra shifts for her ill employees.

"I know that face..." A familiar voice said nearby. Ashmaya looked up and over to where the voice originated from. Her old friend Husk. He was like a brother to her. "Need a drink, Ash?"

"Do I ever..." She smiled faintly, trudging over to the bar where Husk worked. Ash chuckles, "Make it the strongest you got."

"Long day today?" Husk questions, not hesitating to serve his good friend. She lays her forehead on the counter.

"Yeah, my employees keep calling in sick, and I've been late to anything I try to be on time for," Ashmaya admits. "I'm getting tired of it... Maybe I should start cutting their pay." Husk slides her drink to her and she takes a drink, shuddering at the burning sensation.

"You working tomorrow?"

"Nah," she chuckled. Ashmaya hasn't taken a day off in months, even if it were the 'required' day of the week. She would always be working until her legs gave out. "I think if I did, I'd pass out cooking biscuits and burn the place down." Husk let out a small chuckle as Ashmaya snorted.
 
(Any chance I could join?)
(Human Name: Elenor Cash

Angel/Demon Name: Ellie 'Els' Dosh

Age (Physical and Actual if different): 14 physically. 18 actual.

Date of Death: 23/09/2019

Cause of Death: Car Crash

Gender: female

Sexual orientation: unknown

Species: goat-bear-dragon-spider demon

Overlord?:nope

Occupation as a Human: part-time musician

Occupation as a Demon: game developer

Abilities (Physical or Magical): mind control, summoning pink objects that corrupt any being and turn them pink, including herself, flight.

Reason for being in Hell (If demon): ... This is a long story... To shorten it, she basically swore at an angel at the age of 13, telling them that heaven can shove it's commandments up it's butt.

Reason for coming to Hazbin Hotel: eh, if anything she just wants to be around people who she might get along with.

Appearance:Els is a red-scaled dragon-spider-bear-goat demon with black horns, green mane/beard and 6 pairs of arms that all happen to be connected to her extremely serpentine torso. She has two large wings and is constantly wearing the stereotypical gear of a motorcyclist.

Personality: Els is a brash and obnoxious yet gruff sort of person who has a Tsundere nature, and will often display a fiery side to her temper when people mess with her and/or her friends.

Any scars?: huge cuts across back to symbolize where she got killed, and a set of scars across her stomach from when she was alive- she had to have keyhole surgery at a young age due to being born with pyloric stenosis.

Family: none known currently

Love interest (Optional): none... Yet.

Backstory: Els was an extremely popular music maker at a young age, being known for some of the songs she made for games such as Jet's Pizza: Things that go Bump where her song Broken Dreams was used in the title menu. She was extremely popular and as a result had a lot of friends. for her 14th birthday, her family took her out on a shopping spree where she bought all the music making equipment she'd need. Unfortunately, before they could make it home a snowstorm made the roads extremely slippery and their car swerved off a cliff, with Els being trapped in the soon-destroyed and exploded car. She met her fate that day. Now she actually makes games for Hell's inhabitants.)
 
I never watched the show but like hey, what’s the worst that could happen?)


Human Name: Justin R Polstar

Angel/Demon Name: Jet. Just jet

Age (Physical and Actual if different): actual age 15 physical age 17

Date of Death: September 11th 2001

Cause of Death: A cold

Gender: Male

Sexual orientation: homosexual 🏠 (but fr hetero)

Species: Angel

Overlord?: idrk what that is Soooo

Occupation as a Human: Athlete

Occupation as a Demon: Im not one tho

Abilities (Physical or Magical): pyrokinesis BABY!

Reason for being in Hell (If demon):

Reason for coming to Hazbin Hotel: “What’s the point in trying to make people good if you don’t have the epithet of good. huh? huh?!”

Appearance: Redirect Notice

Personality: calm most of the time but likes finding peoples pet peeves and is quick to retort.

Any scars?: one on his leg from training

Family: a father and mother

Love interest (Optional): none yet

Backstory: Literally just the most average white boy american ever.
 
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(I'm just gonna drop 'em here :])

Human Name: Cross Windsor

Demon Name: Whiskey Jack

Age (Physical and Actual if different): (Physical: 27) (Chronological: 76

Date of Death: October 15th 1875

Cause of Death: Shot in lung

Gender: Male

Sexual orientation: Heterosexual

Species: anthropomorphic tuxedo cat sinner

Overlord?: Nope

Occupation as a Human: Firefighter

Occupation as a Demon: (Current none/Hotel resident)

Abilities (Physical or Magical): (Physical): Enhanced speed, enhanced reaction, enhanced strength, improved performance, superhuman jump height, Enhanced pain resistance, Firearm proficiency, cat claws (Magical): Magical revolver, tumbleweed creation, hat retrieval (Max distance: 100 ft), dynamite stick creation, minor illusion, minor bad luck inducement (Only to make mild inconveniences more likely), tail extension

Reason for being in Hell (If demon): Murder, corruption, assault with lethal weapon, etc.

Reason for coming to Hazbin Hotel: Free place to stay, possible redemption (unlikely)

Appearance: An anthropomorphic tuxedo cat wearing a black outfit resembling a western cowboy, with chains on the shoulders for nothing but aesthetic, his tail is unusually long, being able to extend up to 30 ft using tail extension (normally around 3-4 ft). The side from his large black hat and his dark fur around his eyes makes only a wide, white, and sharp toothed grin visible, but if his hat is removed, it reveals two eyes with a redish-pink sclera and a yellow iris. His fur makes a small mane near his neck, which he uses as a bandana/scarf. Whiskey Jack stands around 5'10 and has black and white fur due to being a tuxedo cat. He has a white spot around his nose, hands, and feet.

Personality: He's is a joking boozer who likes to gamble with Husker. He likes to make jokes about death and is easily persuaded by the promise of money or power, but when the bribe affects someone he cares for, he instantlydeclines. Jack occasionally talks to his revolver, speaking to it like it's a close friend, or even lover. He even named his revolver "The Blaster Belle Beth"! Jack learned how to drop his southern accent, but occasionally it can rise back up if he is angry enough

Any scars?: slice scar on nose, large V scar on left ear

Family: None, but treats Husk like a child

Love interest (Optional): None (yet..?)

Backstory: Sheriff Cross Mcree always had a taste for the finer things in life, courtesy of the townsfolk he fleeced blind. Greed gurgled in his veins like the rotgut he swilled, leading him to orchestrate robberies, pocket fines, and bend the law like a pretzel. But one fateful night, during a botched saloon shakedown, a lead slug found its home in his lung, sending him kicking and screaming to the fiery gates of hell, and eventually got the name "Whiskey Jack"

A few months after death, the violence of Hell didn't faze Jack, it felt like home, only hotter and with less paperwork.
 
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