Satan anon part 1

from /hhg/ Helluva Hotel general #680
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Something I liked from the last thread
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>son of satan anon getting talked to like a child by vaggie after he did something that pssed her off
>Now he won't stop following her around like a lost puppy.
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Satan anon is based and I think he was done dirty by Charlie.
It does seem out of character for her to endorse torture for someone who was just a sht talker.
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When was this?
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Story was posted a few threads ago, asshole anon loots some walkie talkies and stirs shit up amongst the main characters.

Fortunately the infinite repository of /hhg/ information saved the story here.

https://pastebin.com/4xVmnnDr
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Do note that the two chapters past 'FIN?' were written by a second author.
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Writer of the majority of it here. The 'FIN' was where I intended to close off my section, as I couldn't think of anywhere for the prompt to go next, and I thought it had run it course as I'd covered the bulk of the idea, but I never intend to have complete control over my stuff, any writeanon is welcome to carry on with stuff I do. I find it rather flattering to be honest.
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Should I repost the whole greentext, plus the additional ending?
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>fanfic of a fanfic
We seem to do that a lot here.
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"Welcome to /hhg', we take interesting concepts and run them into the dirt
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It's a fun ride at least
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>we take interesting concepts and turn them into fpfuel because we're too hrny for our own good
ftfy
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That wasn't Satanon, that was just a regular sinner anon
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I bet Satanon has some big non-edge secret.

Like a old stuffed bunny he sleeps with every night or some sht
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He used to thaw out the sinners trapped in the ice where his father lived and chat with them to make them feel better.
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>he thought his father didn't notice
>he did, but didn't mind
>old Satanel himself has thawed a lot, having spent eons as the Great Accuser
>if the kids want to cheer up these who are damned to an eternity in ice, so be it
>after all, it's not HIM showing them mercy, now is he?
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>the problem when it came to thawing someone out, was that every single soul down here was pure evil
>thus they rarely make for good company
>these were not the affibly evil sinners that anon would glean information about that live in hell, but true monsters that would make satan proud
>still he would thaw out the occasional soul, as even listening to a detailed step by step instruction of how this damnned soul intended to vivisect and carve apart anon with but a piece of jaggered ice, was far more entertaining than staring off at the endless fields of ice

>of course there are always exceptions to the rule
>normally when a soul is thawed out, they will violently lash out in a wild frenzy as their newly formed bodies adjust to not only exsisting, but failing tp adjust to the cold
>this Human soul simply heaved and shock on the ground
>laying a blanket over the recovering soul, now person, it finally uttered its first words
"Thank you."
>no one had ever thanked anon before
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>Anon was surprised by the thanks he was offered, but not so much that he forgot what you were supposed to say back

>"You're welcome"

>Commonplace conversation starters like "how are you?" and "what are you up to?" and comments about the quality of the weather don't exactly resonate with a population of vicious traitors spending eternity encased in ice, so Anon starts off with what he's learned to start with

>"How did you end up here?"
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>angel trying to get satanon out of his shell
>but only making it worse because angles attempts involve sx and drgs
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>You are Satan Anon
>On a idea from your Dad, you decide to travel a few rings up to check things out to get away out of Treachery.
>It's been a while since you've gone on holiday, and you could use some conversation, be it with other hellborne or whoever.
>You decide to do a mystery tour and use your powers to take you anywhere in the Nine Circles.


>In a back alley of Pentagram City, it's very quiet.
>Just a place to store refuse.
>And for demons to fk each other.
>It *is* the backside of one of Valentino's establishments, of course.
>And all sorts of shady shit happens in there.
>Angel Dust swings the back door open.
>The cheers and hollers of the crowd in the club are drowned out by the door swinging to and for, making the noises louder and quieter until the door settled closed.
>Angel takes a cigarette out of his bum bag and lights it with a lighter and exhales.
>The ring of smoke travels fairly far.
>It's cold tonight.
>He checks his phone.
>2 hours off the clock before he's due on stage again.
>Just as he's thinking what he's going to do, he hears a scuffle between a set of bins further down the alley, as if someone fell over.

>OW!
>Fk.
>Teleportation gives you a killer of a headache.
>You shake your head, moaning, and go to stand up, but nearly fall on your front.
>'Hey, kid? You alright?'
>You see a shape lumbering towards you, and it catches you before you injure yourself.
>'Watch yourself schnuckums. You nearly ended up having a date with Lady Pavement, there.'
'Thanks pal...'
>'Say, you look lost. You sure you're okay?'
'Just got here.'
>'What? You mean you just kicked it?'
'Excuse me?'
>'Died. Did you just die?'
'What? No!'
>'Oh so you're from... somewhere further down?'
'Sort of, yeah.'
>He's a spider. With more than one set of limbs. How interesting.'
>You thought sinners would be similar in appearance to hellborne.
>Not that you speak to any in Treachery, besides your Dad.
>Break the ice.
'Drink?'
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>This, 'Angel Dust' character as he calls himself, takes you through the back door, and into his dressing room.
'So, uh, what do you do here exactly?'
>'I dance.'
'Oh, so you're like a professional terpsichorean?
>'A what? Listen kid, I'm not as learned as you hellborne folks, so you'll have to speak in plain English to me.'
>He hands you a drink.
'Thanks.'
>'Any time.'
>As you sup your liquor in silence, there's a rapping on the door.
>'I THOUGHT I SAID NO ENTRY WHEN I'M OFF THE CLOCK!', Angel shouts.
>A timid-sounding demon responds from the other side, 'Uh, well, the boss says he wants to see you, Angel.'
>'TELL HIM I'M ENTERTAINING COMPANY!'
>'Yes, Mr. Dust.'
>You hear the footsteps stomp away down the corridor.
>'That'll get him off my back for a bit. He never interrupts when he thinks I'm working.'
'He?'
>'My boss. Piece of sht.'
>You decide not to push the matter.
'Do you fancy hitting the streets somewhere after this? I could do with a tour around.'
>'Honey, you couldn't have asked for anyone better.'

>You polish off the last of your drink and he takes you by the hand and leads you out of the door.
>Halfway down the corridor, you stop by a clothes rack, loop a big coat off its hanger and put it on.
>Always pays to be prepared for the weather.
>'You look good in a great coat, kid.'
'I ought to, it's cold where I'm from.'
>'Just *where* are you from, exactly? I've never met anyone quite like you.'
'A very cold place. Lots of ice and frozen demons.'
>'Sounds hot-uh cold, I mean.'
'Mhm.'
>You round the corner of the alley outside, and start walking along the main road.
>'You okay with drugs?'
>Fk it, why not. When in Rome...
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>satanon went to live with his father after getting the help he needsd from Lucifer and his family
>Satan is glad to finally get to spend some time with his son
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>Satanon calls his Father, just after his mother gave him up
>complains about it

>"Look, kid. I'm frozen up to my fking BALLS in ice. Do you know how PAINFUL THIS BULLSH IS?!? MY WINGS HAVEN'T BEEN USED IN MILLENNIA! I GREW TWO MORE FKING FACES! FOR SOME REASON GOD MADE ME CHEW ON THAT JUDAS RTRD AND THESE TWO LATIN FKS. I DON'T EVEN KNOW LATIN! Actually, I know some curses, but not a full u- nevermind, that isn't the point. Just quit being a whiny little cnt. You're literally the Anti-Christ! Jesus took that crucifixion with barely any complaining but you btch and moan about moving! Man. The. Fk. Up.

>The Giant holding Satan's phone hangs up for him
>Satanon guesses it could be worse.
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>Says man up to a, what, eight year old
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sounds accurate
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I mean satan is well...
Satan.
Not a great guy.
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>This is why Anon is so attached to Vaggie.
>Because when compared to his father, she's soft on him.
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>Vaggie is conflicted
>On the one hand, her protective streak is acting up
>And of course, she didn't have a very happy or nurturing childhood herself, and she empathizes with the little demon
>But on the other, she lived a bad life, and a short one, and she knows that.
>She doesn't know the first thing about being an even half-decent parent, especially to someone so young
>Plus, its risky getting involved in any way with upper level demons, and getting involved at all with Anon doesn't tie the hotel to some random overlord, or even a Goetia demon, but to nothing less than a fallen angel, shoulder-to-shoulder with Lucifer in power, but much less amicable
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Hiw fking old is satanon?
The closest clue we got to his age was that when he lived with stolas he thought that girls had cooties
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I dont know. We literally came up with the character a few days ago. He's seriously nebulous.
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Lets just go witha general few years younger than charlie
Old enough to have a fairly complex thoughts considering his little rant at charlie
But young enough to need supervision whenever he leaves if he needs to stay with charlie at the hotel for x amount of time
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I thought he was just supposed to be some single digit age kid who was found in a dumpster.
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That's a different anon
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That's the dumpster child, Satanon is the son of satan while dumpster child is some random kid
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>Satanon starts to get more open with Vaggie
>Tells her about stuff that happened during the day
>Even the most regular things, like "I saw a stabbing today."


>He isn't like this with anyone else
>Charlie's happy at least someone got him out of his shell
>Still, she's just a t-e-e-n-y bit jealous that he isn't open to her though
>just a tad
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>while anon has opened up to charlie, he still doesnt trust her completely
>vaggie is a mere sinner
>not even an overlord
>charlie on the other hand is a member of royalty
>he doesnt know her well enough to tell whether or not shes trying to use him as a political tool
>shes still a complete stranger to him
>and developing trust doesnt happen in one day
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>Satanon's really opened up to Vaggie, telling her about a few of the places he's stayed.
>Strangely he always skips over when he was twelve and stayed with some low noble for a year.
>It's pretty easily noticed by anyone who overhears the conversation

>Satanon dodges all questions about it
>He always goes back to his room quickly after, locking the door.
>He won't ever tell them.
>He won't remember. He won't remember. He won't...