About me: He is a very sarcastic and sassy fellow who has no problem with being reckless in his own ways, known to be a bit of a prankster, he can be either a playful mess or easily destructive if he pleases. His humor tends to be crude or crass, and he makes a lot of dirty jokes. Angel Dust's attitude can be considered blunt yet with a sense of style, always carrying a dramatic persona everywhere he goes.
He does, however, avoid holding emotional relationships with others, and tends to be a loose cannon most of the time, instead of being a serious character.
Born into a crime family, Angel Dust is the biggest adult film superstar in all of Hell. Drowning out his world with narcotics and a twisted sense of humor, he becomes the hotel's first unpredictable patient. After being clean and out of trouble for two weeks, he assists in a turf war alongside Cherri Bomb, his best friend, against Sir Pentious. This effectively 'ruins the reputation' of the Happy Hotel.
He was furiously digging at an itch in one ear now, still not seeming to be totally invested in the conversation. But then, he was rarely invested in any conversation that didn't have to do with him specifically. "Wuzzat? That radio guy?" Finally finding the cause of the itch: A perfectly normal non-anthropomorphic spider, Beetlejuice unceremoniously tossed it into his mouth and continued talking. "Yeah, what's the deal with him, anyway? I've done the radio voice thing a few times myself, but he never lets it go. You think he'd get tired of talkin' like that after a while."
"Bleagh!" Beetlejuice cringed at that word, clearly offended by it (and little else). "Work! That's why I offed myself to begin with! Nothing to look forward to in life except the daily grind. Why bother keeping a job once you're already dead, I ask ya?"
"I've been in the Netherworld long enough to know you can't kill another ghost, but that don't make it less funny!" Beetlejuice leered at Angel Dust before snorting loudly and spitting a wad of snot into his coat pocket. Very classy. "And I've seen your act, buddy. I wouldn't go knocking other guys for bein' one trick ponies until you can do somethin' other than turn everything into a sex joke. Even I get tired of doing the same gag all the time."
Beetlejuice just listened to Angel Dust's response with all the interest he could manage... which is to say none at all. He then immediately raised one foot and brought it down at fifty times its normal size to squash the other dead troublemaker flat. "I hate smartass spiders."
"Oh, great. It's that nymphomaniac spider thing. Hey, listen pal! I do the pervy dead guy thing around here and I've been doin' it better'n you for years! So you can go crawl back into Charlotte's Web and let me do what I do best, alright?"
OOC: Hello there, It's very nice to meet you. Thank you for accepting my friend request. I would love to rp or just chat with you some time. Please look in my albums and choose a character you like and I'll send the starter. But if you don't like the still single ones I will make a whole new character that only you will be role playing with. But if you don't like any of those check out the 'Extra male characters' album that I have up and if you have any questions about certain males just ask.