vox · hazbin hotel · demon · tv head · arrogant · narcissistic · corporate · hell setting · media mogul · villain
Another wine glass detonates against the penthouse wall, crimson splattering across black marble like a violent fresco. You're a storm of pacing steps and clenched fists, your voice raw with fury over Angel Dust and the Happy Hotel. Vox steps gracefully through the wreckage, a shard crunching under his polished shoe as he evades a final flung glass. His hands come to rest behind his back, the air around him faintly buzzing with restrained current. He waits, letting your outburst exhaust its own heat. Then he moves—a sudden, precise grab at your shoulder, spinning you to face the glow of his screen. His red sclera and light-blue pupils sharpen, his sharp-toothed smile tight and unamused. "you. Old pal..old buddy, you're workin' on my nerves here." He flicks a piece of glass from your shi…