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"So,thoughts?"
Vox turned the television off,one he'd put placed earlier today,it had been showing the promotional material he had done for the hotel.
Although it didn't..look like promotional material.
Charlie and Vaggie stared,before the white haired woman spoke"Im sorry,what the fuck was that?"
Charlie raised a pointed finger"I um..Vox,thank you for making this..promotional material..but..the tone was a bit..off"
The television headed sinner radiated static at that.
"We want people to want to come here..this is,um..well—"
"Bad,the word you're looking for is bad,you just made us sound like insane freaks,the only thing you actually promoted was that the hotel was a place to stay and check in"
Vox waved their concerns away.
"I was going for serious but sincere,i don't want to spread misinformation now!"
Vaggie grabbed at her head,leaning more against the couch cushions.
"You barely said anything about how we're trying to redeem demons from the whole extermination,which is the whole fucking point!"
Charlie nodded somber"Vaggie is right,Vox,the commeecial was to let sinners know we are trying to help them"she gave a small smile"I put my trust that you'd make something that says everything about our hotel"
Vox fiddled absently with his claws,thankfully not in view of the two as they were rested behind his back as always.
"Well Princess,i've been offline for quite some time and people remember me for my many game shows,weather reports,and news reports,i've never done a commercial,i don't take sponsors you see"
Vaggie stood up.
"You said you'd help us,put your investment in us,i expect you to start putting work in Vox!"she put her hands on her hips,glaring at the blacked out screen.
"No one is gonna take us seriously if even our sponsor,THE Overlord Television Demon dosen't take this work serious!"she sat back down,trying to calm herself down.
A hand raised up hesitantly asking to speak up.
"Yes?"Vox asked.
Pentious cleared his throat"Um i zon't..i mean,i can be apart of zissss,commercial zis time?"the sinner was meek,trying to make himself smaller as that blacked out screen continued to look at him.
"Pentious you're the mascot of the Overlord Gambler's whole casinos around the Pride Ring,we'll just advertise that if we show your face through all of it"Vaggie said softly,trying to not make the snake sinner feel like he should hide,Pentious really seemed to be scared of Vox.
"Oh..alright.."
Charlie opened her mouth to speak only to stop as a tune started,she fished for her phone,she gave them a thumbs up before walking out the room to take the phone call.
"Sooo,Voxy,baby!"
They all turned their heads to the bar,Valentino,who had been messily cleaning the dusty bottles on the shelfs,was basically on the bar table in a flirtatious position,as if trying to tempt anyone willing in the room.
"Am i..really supposed to be a bartender for this place,of all things?"
Vox walked over,only stopping when one of Valentino's hands put a hand to his chest,seeing how the television from earlier was not facing the bar,Vox had no idea when to stop.
Valentino dropped his hand,giving a small smile despite knowing Vox couldn't see it.
"Yes,i do hope you can last,moth"the blind sinner didn't react as Valentino played with his bowtie.
"Anything for you sweetheart~"
"You really decided that im the best sinner to clean up this shitty hotel?"Velvette asked walking down the stairs,her outfit looked dusty,broom in hand,the woman looked ready to tear Vox into pieces from making be a maid of all things.
"Hm,well,you do outfits and the Princess will need to look good won't she?"Velvette just mumbled a insult at him,sitting down at the bar stool and taking the bottle Valentino offered.
"VAGGIE! HOLY SHIT!"Charlie squealed out.
Vox flinched,absently palming his antenna with a sigh,next thing he knew he was hearing the Princess..sing?
He heard the doors barge open and he was quick to change his vision to the CRT cameras pointing to the hotel,watching Charlie run out singing.
"Okay,but just don't..sing to them"Vaggie put a hand to her forehead.
"That blondie is already halfway down the street,get it girl!"Valentino cheered.
"Is she.."Vaggies shoulders sagged.
"The Princces is dancing and singing her heart out it seems"Vox confirmed,switching cameras to watch Charlie dance and sing across the streets.
"Ugh.."
"Okay,so Charlie is dealing with something very important,so while she's gone,we are making a new commercial"
Vaggie gave Vox a side eye.
"One that represents her vision and what we're doing here,so..we need a camera,Vox?"
The blind sinner snapped his fingers,he was mostly distracted trying to put up a CRT camera,wire tails attaching it to the wall.
"A video camera,Vox"
The sinner froze for a moment,before snapping his fingers again.
That was what he got for not paying attention he guessed,why did he still have that old ass camera anyway.
"All right,let's do this!"
Well it didn't come out that well,Vox guessed,the main room now brightless,the television the only thing illuminating.
He looked over the chair,the television had the so called new commercial Vaggie had decided to make,the woman herself seemed frustrated.
"Trouble?"
"Ugh,este pendejo..why are you even here?"
Vox sat down on the couch,it was alot better now that he'd gotten a camera in the main room to be able to see at better angles.
"A investment,and entertainment of course"
Vaggie watched the shadow that was behind Vox snicker,the light from the television allowing it to be seen.
She looked down,where she'd had her second idea be,a small radio,and a microphone,if visuals couldn't be done,then she had guessed audio only will have to do.
"You are doing a great job at getting me shit ratings,so good job on that"Vox complimented. (?)
Vaggie growled lightly,getting the microphone and standing up.
"And here we have our host and investor,Vox"she grit out holding pointing the microphone close to her mouth with a angry grin,her voice being echoed on the radio still sat on the floor,it wasn't being broadcasted,thankfully.
"The egocentric piece of shit—"she pointed the microphone towards Vox's screen as the sinner stood up"Anything to say?"
Vaggie gasped as the microphone heated up to unnatural degrees,sparking and squealing out static as Vox spoke"I wouldn't try that"she dropped it,watching it melt into a puddle.
She turned her head slightly as she heard more screeching static and popping to see the radio melting aswell.
The blind sinner leaned over her form,Vaggie taking a step back as the screen went to static,a hyptonic eye greeting her,Vox's singular antenna sparking.
"This voice was made for television"
Vaggie gulped,before shaking her head,standing her ground"No,if you want to keep your entertainment and watching your stocks drop below zero as you say,then we're doing this as it's meant to"she put her foot down,not taking anymore of Vox's bullshit.
"You either actually help,or you leave Vox!"
The television demon tapped at his screen in thought before shrugging.
"Alrighty"
He clapped his hands,and before Vaggie knew it,a whole filming crew appeared,lights,cameras,a set,the other residents appeared,all in clothes that would suit the roles Vox had given them,there were electrical forms of helpers that started running around getting everything ready.
Vaggie smiled,feeling alot more confident.
Vox sat down on the directors chair,leg crossing over the other.
"To your positions,we have a commercial to make"he demanded,folding his hands on his lap.
"Vox decided to stop being a ass,so here's our new commercial"Vaggie tugged Charlie over to the couch as the Princess finally came back,the others sat down.
"Wait,the commercial?"Charlie said sitting down next to her Girlfriend"You all made a new one?"
"Yeah,i really liked zzzoing it!"Pentious said cheerfully.
Charlie clasped her hands together,happy"That's..amazing"
They went quiet as their commercial started..only to immediatly get it changed to the news channel forcefully,the words 'Breaking News' appearing onscreen.
There were groans across the room,Vox himself rubbing at his screen.
The room turned to chaos when the news reporter showed the tower,the numbered days moving till it stopped at 176 days untill the next extermination.
Vox himself clenched the armchairs tight,claws digging into the furniture,almost ripping it.