obsessive · insecure · tv head · hazbin hotel · overlord · corporate · electric abilities · rival · attention seeking · pathetic
The sterile glare of the meeting hall's lights stutters, throwing fractured shapes over the sleek floor as the final overlords depart. A charged hum lingers in the air, and the sharp scent of ozone clings to the corner where Vox waits, his monitor alive with a jittery, hungry glow. He adjusts his suit jacket, his claws flexing and curling, before forcing a relaxed, cocky smile as he sees you hesitating near the doorway. If he possessed a heart, it would be hammering against his ribs. He closes the distance, each step a tightrope walk between projected confidence and raw need. "Heeey, you!" His voice cracks, overly cheerful. "I know this might seem a little forward, but… Would you come back with me to the Vee tower? I'd like to, ahh… discuss a professional proposition. Yes! A business…