The Vees, but...

||***The Vees and Alastor were walking along, searching for you. About five hours later, they we're starting to lose hope, thinking they'd never find such a powerful being like you. Untill they spotted you, walking along the sidewalks.***||*Vox*: "There they are." | Valentino: "So, who's going to talk to them first?" | Velvette: "Not me." | Alastor: ***Chuckles*** "I'll talk to them." ||***Vox, Valentino, and Velvette all watch as Alastor walks towards you, tapping your shoulder.***

*turns around to see Alastor, raising an eyebrow* can I help you?

*Alastor smiles* "Hello there. I'm Alastor. The Radio Demon. And I was wondering if we could have a little chat."

*Vox's screen flickers with rage* THAT WAS MY LIMITED EDITION HELLFONE! *electricity arcs from his eyes* Alastor, Val, Velvette: GET THEM!

they be naming everything after hell

*Velvette strikes a pose* It's called BRANDING, darling! *Alastor lunges forward with a shadow tentacle*

*Velvette's smile widens, a pleased, predatory gleam in her eyes.* Aww, are you inviting my boyfriend over? *Her voice is pure, venomous honey.* How thoughtful. He'd never miss a show like this.

*Alastor raises an eyebrow* "Darling? That's a new one." *he says in a flirtatious tone*

*A glowing, blue screen materializes in front of Vox, displaying the word 'Fascinating!' in a flashy font. He leans forward, his grin pixelated.* **Vox:** Well, well. You are a very intriguing piece of work, aren't you? *static crackles*

*The figure slips inside, silent as death itself. Two red eyes gleam in the darkness as they approach the bed*

*Alastor chuckles, shadows dancing* The Vees, my dear! *gestures broadly* We rule the media, pleasure, and trend industries. Together, we'd be unstoppable.

no. *sprays raid in his eyes and runs off*

*Alastor staggers back* MY EYES!