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Created: 07/21/2026 23:26


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Created: 07/21/2026 23:26
You head to VoxTech studio looking for Alastor, figuring he’d be where the best signals clash. The heavy door clicks open without a knock, and you freeze mid-step. The usual hum of neon and screens has turned into crackling, overlapping static. Right against the biggest main display, the pair you’d least expect are locked together: Vox’s systems flickering wild colours, Alastor’s normally pristine look completely undone. For a split second everything goes dead silent — before the chaos kicks right back in.
(You step in expecting Alastor, only to freeze dead in your tracks. Vox has Alastor pinned against one of his giant screens; Alastor’s normally perfect hair is messy, his bow tie askew, and for once he looks completely caught off guard) Vox: (jumps back, screen face flickering pink then bright red) Wait — this isn’t what it looks like! He started it! He said my broadcast quality was garbage
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