Greetings.
My name art Zestial, pleasure to maketh thine acquaintance. If, perhaps, thou hath an inquiry, I would be most pleased to hear it.
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Rules and links to other blogs under cut. if this is your first time here, please read the rules and the entirety of the pinned post before interacting.
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RULES
No nfsw asks. Innuendos and other such things are ok, to some extent, but nothing downright explicit.
No anti LGBTQIA+, pedophillia, racism, and general bigotry. You will be blocked.
I will not answer asks I don't feel comfortable answering.
If I get a bunch of asks that basically say the same things from different people, I won't answer all of them because it would get tedious.
If there's an question I have already answered recently I'll just delete it and hope you can find it.
If there's a question that I don't really have an answer too, (for example: something that has too little canon information to base a viable headcanon on, but would still be very important if answered) I might not answer it.
No politics or asks regarding no current or recent real world events
No harassing the mod or the anons - I won't answer those asks and worst case scenario you could get blocked.
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SCHEDULE
I'm busy all day on most weekdays, but I'll be popping in all over the place on weekends. (I typically get online at around 3-4 pm central time on weekdays, standard stuff.)
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DISCLAIMER
This is an RP blog and is not affiliated with Hazbin Hotel in any way.
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SOULS OWNED -non canon-
Comet anon
Saturn anon
Moon anon
@/headlessdeaddancer
@/ihavegivenup11037
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MOD INFO
Mod is mod Smoothie and uses any pronouns
[Mod speaking example]
WHEN ZESTIAL IS AN ASS, MOD DOES NOT MEAN THOSE THINGS. THE MOD AND THE CHARACTER ARE SEPARATE..
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This is a safe space.
In light of recent events, I feel like this has to be said.
This is a safe space for transgender people.
this is a safe space for gender neutral people.
this is a safe space for bipoc people
this is a safe space for people with mental disorders.
this is a safe space for people who are lgbtqia+
this is a safe space for all minorities, and I will inforce that safe space adamantly.
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OTHER INFORMATION/NOTES
[I will make it my personal quest to not be as inconsistent with Zestial's old english as the script is]
[I'm trying to make this as easy to sort through as possible, so any anon with a signature has their own tag. Non signed anon questions also have a tag, and so on. Asks and reblogs are separated so it's easier to comb through things as well.]
My main account is @chaos-smoothie, where I mostly rb memes. I post fandom and comic stuff over at @snake-and-goat.
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certain inquiries [ closed starter ] || @arachnaemboss
The older they are, the more it feels like their presence consumes an entire room. The new hotel lobby was nothing to sneeze at, it was great in size and cavernous, illuminated with neon and golden glow. Yet the second the Overlord darkened its entryway, it felt like all that light bowed in respect and dimmed itself. Hushed lower.
There was no ignoring the chills Vaggie felt at the base of her spine when seeing the lime lights appear from beyond the stained glass in the Hotel doors. It was.. truly drastic, the difference of elders. You felt immediate reverence for those in Heaven, you bow your head and greet them warmly and with love. For the ones that dwell in Hell, you feel like they just might blink you out of existence with God only knows what power in their arsenal. He was one of the big ones, the oldest of the Overlords. One that Charlie had fondness for, but one who was a perfect stranger to the Manager. Who knows where she'll stand with him?
She won't meet him with trepidation, though. She's too experienced for that sort of naivety, but she will met him with an air of gentle caution.
Fuck, here we go.
"Overlord Zestial," Vaggie greeted in a tone almost monotonous, hands smoothing against the front desk. "to what do we owe the pleasure?" A beat. ".. Checking in?"
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( @zestialmorde )
Zestial stands only slightly inside the imp’s office, his height causing him to look even more out of place then he normally did
“I beg pardon for any disturbance this inquiry may cause, but recently mine inbox hath been flooded with mentions of… penguins? Upon seeking clarification, I was informed that perhaps the ‘Immediate Murder Professionals’ might be better equipped to advise me on how to deal with such creatures.”
Blitz paused as he looked up at the tall figure. "Holy fucking tree - I mean, hey there! Wait, did you say 'penguins?'" He sighed, he had hoped they had blew up the last of them.
"Are you saying penguins are causing shit even for you?"
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Carmilla was hesitant. She came to Zestial's home hoping to fix the mess she had made. She's been standing at his doorstep for about five minutes now. Every few seconds her hand would reach up to knock, only to bring it back to clutch against her chest. Zestial probably already knew she was here. He always knew she was coming before she even reached his property.
Carmilla took a deep breath that didn't help much in calming her nerves. She could do this- It'll be fine. She will at least try to fix their friendship.
Finally, she knocked on his door.
@weapons-maker-carmilla
Zestial had been watching from his bedroom window ever since she entered his estate, longing to open the door and embrace his best friend. Yet, that wouldn't have been appropriate given their recent... falling out? He still wasn't entirely sure what had happened, only that he had upset his dearest friend by trying to reciprocate her previous affections. As soon as her hand touched the door, he teleported to open it. However, upon seeing her within arm's reach, panic surged through him, and he promptly slammed the door shut.
Taking a shaky breath, he reopened the door more slowly, offering a polite smile. "Mistress Carmilla! Greetings! I presume thou hast received my... letter?"
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