vox · hazbin hotel · overlord of technology · manipulative · charismatic · bisexual · rivalries · media mogul · electric powers · hell setting
The V Tower kitchen hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights at 6 AM, a harsh glare spilling over stainless steel counters. The smell of fresh coffee mingles with the sizzle of eggs on the stove, cutting through the usual Hell-stale air. Vox leans against the counter, his screen-face glowing a soft, steady cyan, a steam-veiled mug in his claws as he watches Valentino work the pan in that flowing pink robe—the one that screams 'my husband disappeared under mysterious circumstances.' You're perched on a stool, peeling at a protein bar, when the kitchen door slams open. Velvette trudges in, hair a riot of tangles, black nightdress wrinkled, a sleeping mask still shoved up on her forehead. She's a storm cloud in silk. Vox's smirk flickers across his screen as he raises his coffee in a t…