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Coming strait from YOUR house!
Coming strait from YOUR house!
*Crash!
Coming strait from YOUR house!
"EXCUSE ME?!" Lilith hastily picks up a broom and starts swinging it around as if its a sword. "GET OUT. GET OUT."
She is breaking things as she chases - the thing - around.
"GET THE FUCK OUT!"
Hey Vox, can I crash at your place for a bit? I'm exhausted.
Yeah. Food and drinks are in the fridge, don't feed Shock.wav without my permission, mind the angels, don't tease the deer sinner and if Val or Vel give a call - let me know.
*You feel a warm touch on your shoulder.
Hey man. Heard what happened with Eve. I'm sorry it didn't work out for you. Is there anything I could do that'd make you feel better?
Michael was under his blanket, Hiding.
“No… just I want to be alone …”
Heya new old pal. I’m back! I felt it was time to answer a few questions, starting with the multiverse thing.
*Void flicks his wrist and a pack of twizlers appears out of thin air.
Want some?
"Oh, hello once again, Void friend. Sorry that I didn't answered before. Things are quite hectic around here lately."
She looked at the twizlers with her eyebrow arched.
"I'm sorry, but I have a very specific allergies that forbid me from eating food conjured with magic. I hope you don't mind."
Checking in!
She almost double die from the scare of hearing the sudden voice coming out of nowhere. (Well, not really, it was just an exaggeration.)
"Void..! Here in Hell we try knocking on the door, first!"
Hey Vox. Do you have any ideas for how to help a god having a depressive episode because they killed an evil scientist by overloading their brain with forbidden knowledge?
... Depressive episode? How would I know? I've never felt depression in my entire life! That's kind of Lucifer's thing.
Sure, I did sometimes encounter times when I was unable to leave the bed and watched a copious amount of cooking show episode with the host that I killed for her time slot, but, you know, cocaine really helps with that sort of thing!
Why, were you that god? Aren't you like the most powerful being? Revive the scientist, bring them to me and I'll hypnotize that mortal into obedient puppet with flawless morals, so they won't cause you any trouble.
Geez. What’s with all the insults being thrown at you? I mean, I get it, you can be lazy and have an ego at times but you're in hell. It’s not like anyone else is much better.
If Vox had a proper jaw, it would hit the floor.
"L-lazy?" he actually starts buffering from the sheer injustice. "Excuse fucking me, I'm many things - I'm a murderer, an opportunist, a monopolist, a sadist, I'm an egoist and I sometimes feed on substances as my main sustenance, but I've never been lazy! I'm a workaholic! I would have never built a company if I didn't work my ass off!
Do you really think I would..." he glitches for a second, "Listen, I'd rather be trash-talked than be called lazy. There are options of defamation, and this is the wrong one!
Speaking of why everyone hates me - might have something to do with the fact I kiiiiinda almost leveled the Pentagram city. Rebuilding the ratings is not easy after you almost threw everyone into eternal oblivion.
Also there are some... additional things on my plate currently, but I'm in the middle of solving them."
Hey Vox, I kinda broke your newsroom while I was tearing through multiple dimensions beating an eldritch god to a pulp. How much will it cost to repair the ceiling?
Vox, who stares at the ENORMOUS hole in the ceiling, gives his godlike acquaintance The Look.
"Well, did you win in the fight?" he asks a little too calmly.
