She has a headache. Bother at your own peril.

The more Adams, the merrier.

I'm your lieutenant, sir.

Ugh. Nevermind.

Adam?

╭──────────.★..─╮ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ꜱʜɪᴛᴘᴏꜱᴛɪɴɢ ╰─..★.──────────╯ "ꜱᴜᴄᴋ ᴍʏ ʜᴏʟʏ ʟɪɢʜᴛ, ꜰᴜᴄᴋᴇʀꜱ! ʏᴇᴀʜ!"

"I'm an exorcist. I'd be fucking shocked if anyone down there listened to me. And you all are fucking dimwits, but that's not my fault."

Sinners are worse than Hellborn.

Fucking lot of you, yet no sign of Adam.

╭──────────.★..─╮ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪʀʀᴏʀ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ ╰─..★.──────────╯ ‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ “ɪꜱɴ’ᴛ ɪᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ… ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴡᴇ’ʀᴇ ᴀʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴇxᴀᴄᴛʟʏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ? ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ’ᴛ ᴘᴜɴɪꜱʜ ᴜꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ɪᴛ?” . ₊ ⊹ .₊

Lute is busy talking to herself/Adam.

[Temp Pinned] "Uh, we don't have hard days? It's fucking Heaven, bitch. Are you seriously gonna sit there and pretend like this behavior is okay?" Independent Portayal of Adam from Hazbin Hotel. Semi-Canon Semi-Literate Semi-Detailed [Penned by: Gray/Royal]

"I'll slaughter them all."

"Mother fuckers..."

L µ † ê 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙚 𝙄𝙨 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙮 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣 '𝙚𝙢 𝙖𝙡𝙡