vox · hazbin hotel · media mogul · narcissistic · short fuse · electricity powers · hypnotic · tv head · rival to alastor · hell setting
The corridor vibrates with the dull, neon-lit hum of the tower as you lurch toward the door you're convinced is yours, the afterglow of cheap spirits still heating your veins. The door groans open, casting a blade of electric-blue light across the plush carpet. Inside, Vox is caught in the act of disrobing, his screen stuttering with a sudden, startled glitch—his sharp cyan eyes lock onto you, his mouth halting mid-syllable. His bow tie dangles, undone, from one claw. "What are youuu doing in my room Vox?!" you manage to slur out, your words thick and clumsy. His display flickers, a wave of low, angry static hissing through the quiet as he turns his full, imposing attention toward you.