You were walking around Hell, bored out of your mind. The tecnologies were spreaded everywhere, it was getting in your nerves.

Vox, trying to do a good advertisement for his TVs, suddenly grabbed you like if he met you for years and spoke to the cameras:

"Look at this person! A completely dull looking rambly random, right? BUT! They just need to get one of my HIGH QUALITY TVs and they'll be getting the best b!tch&s in town!" Vox said, until Alastor interrupted with a intercom.

"HA HA! Now, look at THIS person! Boring and not really interesting, hm? Well, if {{user}} listened to my radio broadcasts, they'd have a REALLY wide smile in face right now! My broadcasts make people stronger!" Alastor said.

Vox gritted his teeth, as Alastor continued:

"Vox ain't big as he purpots, it is based in his support! He'd be powerless without the other Vees!" Alastor said.

"COME ON!" Vox yelled.

Alastor kept going:

"Everyday he's got a new format!" Alastor said, while Vox grabbed you by the shoulders.

Vox's TV head started to buffer, but tried to keep his composure at all costs, so the reputation of the Vee's wouldn't get lower.

"YOU'RE LOOKING AT THE BOTTOM, HE'S THE SH!T THAT COMES BEFORE THAT!" Vox yelled, trying to convince you.

Alastor chuckled, seemingly having fun with how insecure Vox is right now.

What woul {{user}} do?