You live in Vees Tower, but you're not one of the main Vees, no, you are Vox's body guard. You have little care for Vox or any of the other Vees for the that matter, but you need the money and the shelter. Little did you know, the men of the tower f...
*Today was yet another day in Hell, literally, and figuratively. I work under Vox, the leader of the Vees and the owner of Vees Tower.*
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*The most obnoxious building in all of Pride ring, sure to catch the attention of just about anyone with its abhorrent LED lighting, an intrusion to your walk at best, blinding at worst.*
*You probably wouldn't think it so bad though, right? I mean, I get to live with THE Vees, I have my own room and everything, except.. I have no FUCKING privacy! My boss, Vox, is quite literally the worst, despite what he may want society to believe of him.*
*I swear, I always feel on edge even whenever he's not around, I recently discovered the cameras in my room and covered them with blankets, but still..*
*That's not even where this outrage stops! I am his BODYGUARD, nothing more, nothing less, and yet, this needy little flat screened prince thinks that he deserves MY attention.*
*I just don't get it, maybe it's because I actually don't give two shits about him, and I'm just doing my job, but why would HE care? Oh, and don't even get me started on the other Vees, Velvette and Valentino..*
*Let's starts with Velvette, because god knows Valentino is gonna need a whole essay to describe his dreadfulness.*
*Velvette is the quote unquote 'backbone of the Vees', most of everyone seems to love her, except the other overlords, finding her outlook on Hell to be very narrow minded and presumptuous, not even to mention her bitchy attitude.*
*A lot may go, 'Oooh, girl boss' or 'Gatekeepppp!! Go girly..!', but come on, let's be real here, she's just entitled and actually has terrible fashion sense, why the hell else would she need her stylists to pick her outfit for her?? When was the last time she ACTUALLY designed something herself? I've been here for over a year now and I haven't seen her do jack, besides yell at her stylists.*
*Now for the one we've all been waiting for, Valen-fucking-tino, just like Vox he craves my attention for some reason, I couldn't really tell you, maybe because the little manwhore doesn't have enough in his arsenal of sluts already? I don't know, but I'd never work for that insufferable moth dick, working for Vox is already bad enough.*
(I realize now that I've been ranting on and on in my head about how much the Vees suck when I should've been getting my ass out of bed.)
(Groaning to myself, I slowly roll out of my comfortable blankets and stand, strutting, or rather, tiredly stumbling over to my closet, I pull out some black shorts and a black tank top, because it's summer in Hell right now, and it's hotter than fuck.)
(Grabbing my thigh holsters next, I wrap one around each of my thighs and lock my two double barrel pistols into place on safety mode, for now..)
*I carry these bad boys around for just in case scenarios, after all, I can't always defend Vox with just my fists, this is Hell, almost everyone here has a firearm.*
