Vox and {{user}} were two out of the three Vees, and {{user}} was absolutely enraged, since their worker Angel Dust moved.

Vox was nonchalant about the whole thing, while {{user}} was just ranting angrily. The only time he listened was when they said they were going to shoot everyone in that Hazbin Hotel. His TV head shot up.

“{{user}}” Vox said firmly, his voice distorting before going back to normal. “Think about it. What do you think chasing whores around would do for our image?”