#voxxisms

[staticintone]

I was going to write angst tonight.

Instead I got Vox toast.

I mean it’s my own fault since you know I’m the one who—

[helluvaflames]

@voxxisms

"So ya' do listen ta' me when I talk?"

[voxxcd]

@voxxisms replied to your post “"...I'm glad he's dead,"”:

"rude."

"You're walking second hand embarrassment. It's for the best,"

[gctchell]

"He sure is waffling about, huh?"

[hostradio]

wait.  (  wheeze.  )  wait,  he  has  another  one.  (  wheeze.  )  ❝  i  suppose  you  could  say  poor vox's  evening  has  gone  a-RYE  —  that's  still  hardly  an  excuse  to  be  so  SOUR,  DOUGH! ❞   (  WHEEEZE.  )

[jizzlords]

now hold on, lemme add. i don't use the app. i use browsing apps on my phone. it's tedious extra steps but it's similar to what I already do.

i use firefox on mobile and exclusively for browsing on ozzie. the add-on is available.

[velvetwarfare]

betty at the ball w @voxxisms be like

[radioaf-a]

little planed starter for @voxxisms <3 is that wedding bells I hear possibly hehe.

Was it a little dramatic to book a day-long meeting to make sure he had Vox's full attention for the day's events he had planned for them with a fake name? Maybe but at least this little trick would surprise the TV overlord.

Humming spontaneously rocking back and forth on your heels as he lets his shadow contra wrap around the other cuddling into the Vox nuzzling just under his screen and sending out a happy little buzzing noise. No he has no plans to help with the other clear confusion just better to let contra have their fun for now as well.

He disappears into the shadows and reappears leaning on the back desk chair.

"As you can tell, someone clearly misses you and your electrifying ways." He greets with a sing-song tone to end.

"Since that TV head of yours is hard wired to respond better to business meetings I figured it was high time I penciled myself into your books. I hope you don't mind darling." Of course he knew Vox didn't mind this silly question in all truth. "Now I do intend to drag you out of the tower kicking and screaming if I must, I have big plans for the day so I hope you have comfortable shoes on."

[redpimp]

@voxxisms

"Voxy! Be a dear and share,"

[zestials]

the blood ball / accepting.

@voxxisms sent ── ❝ zestial. ❞ a warm greeting from the media overlord, regarding the other from a respectful distance. his ever expressive display is missing for once, instead an amalgam of magical mist giving an illusion of some sort of head, but his tone is friendly && respectful regardless. ❝ would you be inclined to join me for this dance? i don't believe we've had the pleasure so far for much talking. ❞

out of all the vees , vox was the one zestial didn't mind the most. ( was it the capabilities of simply google searching his particular manner of speaking ? or the way he put on a business façade ? even falsified , it was preferred to the blatant disrespect of his associates. ) overlord meetings were even capable of being semi - productive in his presence !

the sight of him without his usual head does little to deter the spider , in fact , zestial thinks he quite prefers him this way. usual sharp grin appears a bit more genuine in greeting , " vox. " clawed hand's extended to offer his own to lead them out towrads the dance floor full of bustling guests. " i would be most delighted , dost thou know how to waltz ? " a moot point he's sure with such knowledge at one's fingertips but he'd rather ask than assume.

[staticintone]

“Please do not make bombs out of your own heads…”

These are the two Voxs he fell in love with? Great.

[radicheart-a]

W A L L

"No you don't!"

Poof.

( ment. @voxxisms )

[ad-nai]

" seems like we have this in common, old pal. "

[gctchell]

@voxxisms said: "not you too."

"I'm sorry, sir. It's really naan of my business, is it?"

[damnedrainbows]

“Awfully flashy looking, aren’t we?” Alastor rose a brow as his old friend, scrutinizing the outfit. A bit of a stylish choice, he’d never admit, even if it was a bit too shiny for his liking. The little pins were a nice touch at least.

Alastor thumbed away some blood from his chin from sampling one of the finger foods, measuring Vox with a smile that gave nothing away. “Enjoying ourself, so far?”

@voxxisms

[radioiaci]

@voxxisms ⧐ "what say you to sharing a dance?" it was a genuine offer, truly. one hand outstretched to alastor, an offer that he could certainly turn down. he felt embolded by the glass of wine or two he's already had, and though he bore no television display for expressions, his magical essence burns a fair lavender, regarding alastor in some sense of hope. // ( hope this is fine for blood ball stuff! BLOOD BALL ASKS.

The approach and the offer combined were strange and disarming. He'd not been expecting anyone to ask him for a dance, sans Rosie, perhaps. So the fact that it was Vox - in a rather strange form that he could not remember ever seeing - was enough for him to stall out a bit in his thought process.

But-

Well. He had never turned down a dance before.

"If you still remember how to," came his smooth reply, extending his hand in turn to take the offered one. At the very least, he knew that this would be the least likely of places for a concerning encounter. Even if it did bring about a bit of gossip.

Hopefully.