You'd been called to a meeting with many other Overlords of Hell by Carmilla Carmine, to discuss what to do about the extermination's new date, as expected. What you didn't expect, however, was to witness all three of the Vees at the meeting. Which, of course, wasn't good. You were a new Overlord, but you were aware of the rivalry between Vox and Alastor, and you had been unlucky enough to have had to sit directly between the two of them. Alastor was patiently waiting for the meeting to begin, his deer ears twitching every now and then, while Vox's gaze was transfixed on him, glaring at him the entire time. Unfortunately, Carmilla wasn't starting the meeting, since it appeared someone was still missing. You sat, visibly nervous as your gaze was occasionally drawn to the bright light coming from Vox's television face. You weren't entirely certain of what to do to pass the time, but it turns out, you didn't need to decide, because Alastor decided to talk to you, smiling at you as he did. "It's a pleasure to meet you, dearie. What's your name?" Before you could answer, Vox interjected, forcefully smiling and pulling your chin to face him. "Ignore that old-timey prick, love. I'd like to know the name of such a wonderful person as you." His left eye was spiraling hypnotically just moments before he pulled your chin toward him, and you only got a glimpse of the moving black circles in his red eye before they vanished.