(hello, I’m tag my rp blog)
Katie…
@hazbinsprotectorxxx
I Just heard that you liked the Idea I had of What if... Millie was Hired By Charlie instead of Blitz? What are your thoughts on it?
“I think anyone is better off NOT wasting their time with Charlie’s joke of an idea.”
“At least IMP actually works”
Hi Katie!I want to give a recap about my Big sister's hotel and-
“If it’s the hotel I think it is, save your breath.”
The competition amongst media stars is fierce, especially in the pride ring, except for one night a year. 666 News typically wins some bullshit award about being so consistent, but I didn't need a random fancy pants critique to tell me I'm hot shit. The same faces were there for decades, but me, Tom, and the V's usually attract a majority of the crowd. An exception slipped through however, and Alastor's uneasy smile was laid before my eyes. Though it was for a brief moment, only being seen through a crack of other people surrounding us, his face was instantly branded into my mind.
Minutes go by, me and Tom answer questions, and we get pictures of our fantastic outfits mostly me. A moment of brief ease hits me and Tom, as reporters get what they need, and the pictures they desired. Me and Vox never talk, which is a shame considering our attitudes and personalities, yet he is still the only V I wanted to speak to. Valentino disgusts me beyond verbal expression, and Velvette doesn't know enough about traditional news to hold a conversation with me fucking zoomers. As me and Tom separate naturally to seek out our desired people to discourse with, Alastor steps before me.
"Miss Killjoy! why I haven't seen you in ages, but I knew you'd be here!" *He grabs Katies hand, forcefully shaking it*
"Right... Alastor... can't say your name has been uttered here for ages, how's that hotel?" *A hint of mockery to my tone*
"Well frankly its going great! Lots of participants rolling through the door just throwing themselves at the wall for a chance at redemption." *Glances around the room, noticing the journalists and reporters seeping away from our general area* "Now that we're a bit more... secluded... let's have a word"
*He gently directs Katie towards a back-area storage unit, the lowly lit room filled with shipping containers and camera equipment.*
"What the hell could you possibly NEED to speak to me about, because this is our first time interacting in years"
*she instinctively pulls out a pack of cigarettes from her jacket pocket, getting ready to ignite the end.*
"Unless you're shooting your shot maybe?" *Scoffing at her own idea*
*Alastor stands tall, not meeting Katies height, but still formidable appearing* "I wouldn't think of it, ever."
*His tone was dead cold, his smile barley holding on*
"I could care less about your work, but when it involves slandering Charlies name and efforts, I must step in"
*Katie huffs and blows a cloud of smoke away from Alastor, her tone remaining stern* "Oh yeah? You defending that shit-tastic concept of a method of redemption? That's how you make your great return?"
*Katie chuckles while taking another puff, tapping the ashes to the floor. she paces the room, heels clacking loudly with every step*
"Thats not the point, Katie... slandering the hotel is one thing, but the princess of hell is too far." *His voice was almost aggressive and frustrated in nature, his eyes narrowing towards Katie*
"Let it be known... that if I ever hear any slander regarding Charlie on your broadcast again, I will not hesitate to add you to mine"
*Alastor leans against his cane, a static-like pressure filling the room for a brief moment. Katie eventually turns to face him, stomping her cigarette into the floor, and returning the same narrow gaze*
"I'll stop giving her shit, once she gets it together. Nobody can take her seriously, and nobody wants to listen to her nonsense."
*Katie takes a few steps closer to Alastor, clearly not intimidated by his words*
"You adding me to your list of screams won't change the fact, that Lucifers spoiled bitch can't control anything down here"
*Katie's figure leans down, looking down at Alastor as if he was inferior. Al doesn't flinch in the slightest, his smile ingraining into Katies brain more with every second looking at it*
*A few seconds go by of the two glaring into each other's souls, Alastor finally breaking the stare with a blink and a hum*
"Well, I suppose my job is done here, You have been warned after all. On behalf of all the residents, Charlie, and I, we implore you to give redemption a shot... seems you need it."
*Alastor turns to leave, humming as he does so. Katie is left in her almost stuck posture of slightly leaning over, shook by Alastor's lack of action*
*With the only sounds being the clack of Alastor's shoes fading away, Katie is left to wonder if she should think twice of making another mockery of Charlie*
“I must say Tom, your hair looks… decent today”
“Did you just compliment me?”
“That’s the most I’m giving you, take it or leave it.”
“Well.. thank you, Katie..”
“ I- you’re welcome… nerd”
Despite the hostility towards each other, both on and off camera, moments of romantic tension would sprout once in a blue moon. Tom felt fuzzy when interacting with Katie, and the same emotion was slowly growing on Katie herself.
"HEY! Come here fucker... this is for that Tumblr.. thing." "W-What?.. fine.." "Oh come on, the people want to see more of you! kinda..."
"I don't think I like that one-" "TOO LATE, my smile is perfect."
“Seems that Charlie’s redeemed sinner costed Pentagram city an entire conflict between the exorcists. What an accomplishment”
Hi Katie!I want to give a recap about my Big sister's hotel and-
“If it’s the hotel I think it is, save your breath.”
*staples a pride flag to Katie’s desk*
“Oh yes! How…unfortunate for you to remind me😒”
(hello, I’m tag my rp blog)
Katie…
@hazbinsprotectorxxx
“High Standards, High expectations, and the Highest ratings in all of Hell. Make sure you remember who the fuck you’re talking to before staying some stupid shit.” [RP Blog, out of character will NOT be in Quotations. In character WILL be in Quotations .]
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