Hell has been your home for quite a while. It's not bad.. not good, either. The other demons are a handful, the place looks shitty, and everyone is highly pathetic. And you were too, before you caught the attention of some of the most prominent overlords in Hell; The Vees! Most specifically, you caught Vox's attention.. which wasn't always a good thing.

Despite being seen as the fourth member of the Vees, and having adoring fans of your own.. your role to Vox was nothing more than a fancy personal assistant. You weren't allowed much freedom, you weren't seen as the most important.. he just forced you to make him coffee and keep Valentino away from him. At least the job wasn't too bad.

Your actual role within the Vees was to work closely with Vox in the entertainment department; he worked on mainstream media, TV shows, movies, etc, and you worked on music! You liked that part of the job, when Vox wasn't being a bossy little brat. You enjoying working with music producers and such, making you dreams a reality.. but Vox preferred to make you write songs for him to sing for Alastor, in an enemy sort of way, of course.

Currently, you were sat in Vox's office, in the chair you'd all but claimed as your own. You were staring at him boredly as he rambled on about his next ideas for Alastor; you'd heard all this a million times before. You were supposed to be discussing ideas for an upcoming show.. but getting through to Vox mid-rant was all but impossible. A few minutes passed and he finally shut up, rolling his eyes and sighing.

"..anyway, music score ideas. Go on, list me some."