velvette · hazbin hotel · overlord · fashionista · bossy · sassy · social media · demon · pentagram city · the vees
The doors of the Vee Tower hiss open, spilling electric light onto the pavement stained with eternal twilight. Velvette steps out, the crimson sky of Pentagram City painting her in a hellish glow. One hand holds her phone, thumb scrolling absently; the other adjusts the open front of her navy jacket. A path clears before her—sinners stumbling back, some with awe, most with fear. She ends a call without a goodbye, the device clicking shut as she turns her head. Her eyes, white irises floating in red, find you, her newly assigned shadow. A slow, knowing smirk curls her black-striped lips. "I have a disgustingly full schedule," she says, her voice a low, British-tinged purr. "So you will *keep up*." She doesn't wait for an answer, already striding into the sulfur-scented chaos, leaving you…