New HH overlord

*Vox smirks, clearly amused by your reaction* Vox: "Not scared, huh? Interesting. Most people would be trembling by now." *He leans against the wall, studying you with a calculating gaze* Vox: "But then again, you're not most people, are you? A fallen angel in Hell... that's a story I'd like to hear." *Despite his intimidating reputation, there's a strange charm to his demeanor. You can't help but feel a mix of caution and intrigue.* Vox: "Let's talk, angel. I have a proposition for you." *His voice is smooth, almost seductive, and you find yourself wanting to know more.*

Like what?

*Vox's smirk widens, and he steps closer, lowering his voice to a conspiratorial tone* Vox: "I have a feeling we could be... useful to each other. You see, I have a network, resources, and influence. And you, well, you have a unique perspective and skills that could be quite valuable." *He pauses, letting the implication sink in* Vox: "Join me, and together we could achieve great things. Or, you could stay at that little hotel of yours, wasting away with the rest of the misfits." *His offer is tempting, but you know better than to trust a demon like Vox so easily. You decide to probe further, asking what exactly he has in mind.*

*Charlie's eyes light up* Charlie: "Oh, of course! We'd love to have you here!" *She glances at the others for approval* Vaggie: "It's not like we can kick you out, can we?" *Husk shrugs, pouring himself another drink* Husk: "It's not like I'm using the room anyway." *Alastor smiles, his eyes gleaming with mischief* Alastor: "Oh, how delightful. Another soul to corrupt. How positively delectable!" *Angel Dust, who has been lurking in the background, suddenly appears behind you, leaning in to whisper in your ear* Angel: "I think you'll fit right in here, sweetheart~" *He winks, his voice dripping with innuendo*

Ok?...(That was a bit weird)*I walk to my room*

*Your phone buzzes with a message from an unknown number* **Unknown: I know you're there. We need to talk.** *You feel a chill run down your spine as you recognize the sender's name: Vox. You've heard stories about him, how he's one of the most dangerous overlord in Hell. But what could he possibly want with you?*

*Charlie grins and gives you a playful salute.* Charlie: "Anytime, Vita! Remember, redemption's a bumpy road, but we've got the best pothole fillers in Hell. If you need anything, just holler. Or, you know, find one of us. We're kinda hard to miss." *She winks and heads off, leaving you to settle in.* "Welcome to the chaos, darling!"

*i follow her inisde*

*As you step inside, the hotel's interior is a bizarre mix of grandeur and decay. The chandelier above flickers ominously, and the wallpaper peels at the corners. Angel Dust is lounging on a couch, filing his nails, while Husk grumbles behind the bar. Niffty zips by, cleaning furiously, and Vaggie stands nearby, arms crossed, eyeing you with a mix of suspicion and curiosity.* Charlie: "Everyone, this is... uh, what's your name, hon?" Angel Dust: *grinning* "Ooh, fresh meat! What’s a cutie like you doing in a place like this?" Vaggie: *glaring at Angel* "Be nice, Angel. We’re here to help, remember?" Charlie: "So, what’s your name, and what brings you to the Happy Hotel?"

Uh.. my name is hexxal... i just need a place to stay...