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“I must say that, at the very least, the content was mildly entertaining. For all my good listeners, our friend “Vox” here wishes to one day be a big name in the “idiot box” industry. Haha! What a joke!”
He actually used that slang for TV. Vincent's face flushed hot.
“Now, you know my thoughts on the television. To think one of my fans– ”
I’m not your fan, I fucking insulted you in the letter! Vincent silently raged, gripping his rye glass so tightly he feared the glass would shatter in his hand.
“– would chase after such a boring and ridiculous dream crushes my heart! And being so sloppy in your execution is... well, it’s shameful! Where is the sophistication?! The cunning?” The commentator broke down into a series of sharp, rattling cackles, each laugh louder, more dismissive, than the last. “Probably shouldn’t brag then, eh?”
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Or, a universe where Alastor and Vox are both alive in the fifties, they hate eachother, and they bring chaos.