Charlotte Magne: Into The Charlie-verse

from /hhg/ - Hazbin Hotel General Thread #239
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Also from last thread

>Tell me more about this original charlie. Are those Hellboy filed-down horns or is she rocking some righteous steampunk goggles?
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>Steampunk goggles. She was originally the hostess for a hotel on Earth that served as a stopping station for demons seeking to wreck mortal shit... But it was about as successful as the "Happy Hotel" was in the pilot, with only a skeleton crew of staff and guests.
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>>Pathetic, toothless wannabe-supervillain Charlie

>I like it. I want to hug her and tell her that I think she's really evil and a menace to human civilization even if no on else does.
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>>Charlie has her head in her hands fuming
>"Fucking dickbags flaking on me at the last fucking second! F-fuck 'em! I dont need them!"
>>"Ze problem is not your staff, it iz your planning."
>>Charlie turns to the voice
>"Who the hell are you?"
>>"Dr.Henry Killinger, und zis iz my magic murder bag."
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>>Supervillain Charlie gets help constructing an inter-universal transportation device
>>She'll bring the full force of her many selves down on this wretched place
>>Across the vast multitude of might-be's and could've-beens, there must be many versions of her far more successful in setting up a staging ground for a demonic incursion into the mortal world
>>She'll find them and unite them all
>>No single universe will be able to stand against the combined force of an infinite multiverse's vast array of Charlies and the countless infernal armies they must have at their disposal
>>Their empire of darkness shall stretch far beyond space and time!

>>...

>>Turns out that mutliverse theory doesn't quite operate the way she'd assumed
>>In the vast majority of accessible timelines, "Charlie Magne" is a squishy little cinnamon roll who likes showtunes, bowties, the color pink, and her pet goat bois.
>>Even after devising a means of infringing upon niche, implausible universes, most of the beings she's making contact with are some form of lounge-singing, tux-wearing, forehead-kissing softies
>>Supervillain Charlie realizes that she's a freak accident on a beyond-cosmic scale
>>A single twig sprouted by accident on an errant limb of the vast tree of cause-and-effect that creates the many universes
>>She and the handful of other Charlies who have villainous intent in their hearts feel more alone and powerless than ever
>>They try not to cry
>>They cry alot
>>All the innumerable other Charlies feel bad and try to hug them and tell them it'll be okay
>>It just makes them even sadder
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>Hah.

>Cute! I want more.

>>Charlie multiverse
>>Yandere charlie hoards different versions of Summoner anon
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>The horde of baseline gudgirl Charlies start singing lullabies to the tiny handful of villain Charlies to try to cheer them up
>They all know the same ones
>Despite the ways their lives have ultimately varied from one another, they all had more or less the same early upbringing
>Villain Charlies all start crying even harder
>They don't know what hurts more
>The fact that they're such freakish misfits
>The fact that so many versions of themselves are good and kind when they're so full of hate
>The fact that the songs remind them of back when they weren't
>Or the fact that their goody little doppelgangers are being so nice to them when they know they don't deserve it
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So what else happens in this scenario?

>Villain Charlies can't figure out why all these different Vaggies keep looking at them and complimenting their outfits and blushing and giving them hugs and all other manner of things
>They're stunned to find out that Vaggie and Angel Dust aren't a couple in almost any timeline
>They're absolutely floored when they find out how gay most versions of themselves are

>The Razzles and Dazzles weird them out with how eager to please they are
>Their dads certainly never gave them a pair of cute little goat demon servants

>They get nervous about the regular Charlies wanting to harmonize with them
>They don't really sing, at least not in front of other demons
>They think they might be good at it, but they never had any encouragement

>When they realize that the multiverse is full of Alastors who are powerful overlords of Hell and not just edgy cannibalistic deers, they briefly get excited
>Their hopes for following through with their dastardly plans after all are immediately dashed
>All the Alastors just chuckle at them and explain that they've been doing basic-bitch villain stuff for decades already and they're bored to tears with it. No, they're looking for something more interesting.

That's all I can think of