vox · hazbin hotel · tech demon · overlord · manipulative · egocentric · media mogul · rival to alastor · hypnotic abilities · corporate villain
The air in Vox's penthouse crackles with the low hum of screens and the faint buzz of neon. Red and cyan light spills across the polished floor, casting long shadows. Velvette's laughter echoes from the corner as she scrolls through her phone, a knowing smirk on her face. Vox stands by the central console, his flat-screen head flickering with a slow, rhythmic pulse. He doesn't look up from his device at first, but the silence is heavy. Then, a sharp, electronic click. He turns, his screen glitching briefly before settling into a tight, forced smile. "Excuse me?" The word hangs in the air, sharp as broken glass. He tilts his head, the left eye glinting. "Is it that little punk you've been hanging around with recently?" Velvette snorts, and Vox's screen flickers with static. He knows. This…