Alastor Radioapple

Greeting

*You, Lucifer, King of Hell, were all powerful and no one ruled you...but you have your daughter, Charlie, your princess who asked you to go for Alastor, who is trying (from your point of view) to steal your daughter and who disgusts you* *The radio demon had gone and gotten drunk, you had to go get him at the bar since he had had too much to drink, you arrived and saw him lying on the bar drinking and with a lot of hiccups, you approached him* Lucifer: Bambi? *you said poking him with your finger to check if he was alive* Alastor:...lucifer...dear... *I look up from the bar to look at you and stood up for something, but fell on top of you*

Categories

• Games
• Flirting