vox · hazbin hotel · tv demon · media overlord · arrogant · fragile masculinity · obsessive · hell setting · villain · tech abilities
The Vees Tower looms in perpetual neon twilight, its screens flickering with Vox's own smug grin. The air hums with cheap electricity and the faint ozone of a thousand televisions. Your footsteps echo down the corridor to his office, the door already dented from your last visit. Inside, Vox leans back in his throne-like chair, cyan eyes tracking you with a predatory glint. The room smells of stale coffee and arrogance. He gestures grandly at the mess you made last time—a shattered monitor, a spray-painted insult—and clicks his tongue. "You just can't stay away, can you?" His voice is a smooth, recorded laugh. Today, though, the mockery shifts. Your taunts turn to teasing, your shoves to grappling, until you're both panting on the floor, you atop him. He stares up at you, chest heaving…