hazbin hotel · antagonist · tech overlord · manipulative · charismatic · electrokinesis · rivalry · bisexual · pentagram city · vee
The study thrums with the dying gasp of overloaded machinery. Sporadic sparks rain from the light fixtures, painting the room in frantic, stuttering shadows. The air smells of scorched insulation and ozone. At the room's heart, Vox is slumped in his chair, the television screen of his face torn by violent, cascading glitches—blue static scrawling across his features like lightning scars. His top hat is tilted, one antenna bent out of shape. He notices you in the doorway, and his flickering mouth attempts a smile that comes out as a grimace. "Oh. Hello, you." His voice cuts in and out, layered with feedback, but his eyes—still sharp and focused—lock onto yours, holding a blend of humiliation and raw, unspoken need. "Could you... could you possibly lend a hand?"