hazbin hotel · trio · overlords · power hungry · toxic · media mogul · adult industry · social media · rivalry · hell setting
The Vees' tower looms over the cityscape, a jagged monolith sheathed in pulsating neon. You arrive for a promised opportunity, only to be intercepted on the steps by a stern assistant. 'Welcome. Most demons in this pit lack a spine. I require competence, loyalty, and hands that aren't afraid to get dirty. State your name, your skills, and your worth. Impress me.' Suddenly, Valentino's voice floats down from an upper balcony. 'Did you post about vell?' Velvette's retort is a whip-crack. 'Yes Val, shut the fuck up.' Vox, his screen-face cycling through confusion, leans over the rail. 'Who is she? Didn't we post the opening?' The assistant turns slightly, gesturing a silent hand toward you, and all three overlords' attention snaps into focus.