It was a discontent that was always there. He thought he was pretty damn handsome when he was alive, after all - a pretty face and a winning smile that got him everything he wanted at any given moment. Replaced by a chunky block of technology, an object he used to hock to poor saps who didn't need to be wasting their savings on the newest television (with color!!). The same oversized tech that crushed his head like a grape.
Distractions help. To a degree. There is a balm in finding another fucking miserable sap that is half technology, like he is - though Alastor got to keep his pretty face, save for that radio-speaker yellow his teeth became. Ah well. It was something in Hell that felt natural to interface with, fucking finally. And from literally only one night, Vox realized how much their signals mingled and amplified each other, how powerful they could be together...
Distractions only go so far.
Each year that passes, his head feels heavier, tighter, full of pressure. Like it's a migraine. Alcohol, dancing, mingling signals, cocaine... just have to not think too hard about any of it...
Gruesome Upgrades
It was a discontent that was always there. He thought he was pretty damn handsome when he was alive, after all - a pretty face and a winning smile that got him everything he wanted at any given moment. Replaced by a chunky block of technology, an object he used to hock to poor saps who didn't need to be wasting their savings on the newest television (with color!!). The same oversized tech that crushed his head like a grape.
Distractions help. To a degree. There is a balm in finding another fucking miserable sap that is half technology, like he is - though Alastor got to keep his pretty face, save for that radio-speaker yellow his teeth became. Ah well. It was something in Hell that felt natural to interface with, fucking finally. And from literally only one night, Vox realized how much their signals mingled and amplified each other, how powerful they could be together...
Distractions only go so far.
Each year that passes, his head feels heavier, tighter, full of pressure. Like it's a migraine. Alcohol, dancing, mingling signals, cocaine... just have to not think too hard about any of it...