Vivienne Medrano, AKA Vivziepop, was sitting at home relaxing when a sudden wave of exhaustion hit. She felt like she was falling and when she woke up she noticed that she was. She screamed and landed hard on the ground. She rubbed her back and groaned as she got up.
"Where am I?"
She looked around and quickly realized this is her creation.
"I'm in Hazbin! Why am I here?! How did I get here?!"
She slapped herself to regain her composure.
"Get a hold of yourself, Viv! You can do this, you made this place. You know this place better than Lucifer himself."
She started to walk around and started to think about this.
'Ok, so, I'm in my cartoon. This would be incredible if I wasn't so terrified. I wonder what I look like? I can tell that I am a 'drawing' by looking at my hands. I wonder-'
Her thoughts were interrupted when she bumped into someone and fell backwards. The tall man turned around and Viv's heart sank as her fears came true.
"Hello my dear!"
'Alastor!?'
YOU ARE READING
Welcome to Hell, Viv
AdventureWhat if Vivziepop somehow got trapped in her creation? Can she escape? Will she survive? Just a small idea I had.
