Friend to Foe

Chapter eleven: The Entertainer (Interrupter)

(Tw: Blood)

      Alastor was enjoying his coffee and jazz when his peace was disrupted by a loud thud from outside. Naturally, he looked outside to see what it was, although by now he began to expect it to be something linking to Vox. There was a crowd of people around the window of Vox's studio. Alastor decided to investigate further.

       "Can you believe it?"
"Is this what we missed on Earth?"
"It's just like when I died!"
Were all phrases Alastor heard as he approached. The sinners in the back were the first to see the overlord and quickly stepped to the side, causing a ripple effect. The crowd subsiding revealed the television Alastor had seen before. It was successfully displaying the commercial he'd seen before. Alastor noted how the sound was slightly delayed to the visuals, but clearer than before. He waited until the mind control part of the commercial arrived.

Alastor turned around to see the sinners enthralled by the picture box. They all couldn't seem to tear their eyes away from the screen. Although, as soon as Alastor cleared his throat, they all snapped out of it. Yes, the mind control was impressive, but it was nowhere near where it needed to be. He couldn't help but feel almost proud of Vox. Alastor mentally took credit for pushing Vox to succeed. Alastor walked past the crowd and disappeared back into his radio tower.

Vox watched as the sinners crowded around his latest model. Everything was going as he expected, until Alastor showed up. Usually, he'd assume Alastor would notice a camera recording him, but he hadn't even considered the possibility of a live camera in Hell yet. While there was no audio, he could still make out the glitched form to be his beloved. Vox leaned closer to the low-quality screen and saw how his mind control seemed to work. The sinners' mouths dropped as their eyes spiraled. Alastor's did not, as he expected. Vox wished he could hear the audio as all the sinners seemed to snap out of it and look at Alastor. Had his mind control seriously been that weak? Or had Alastor done something powerful to break it?

Alastor couldn't help but think on the technology. The sound delay was an easy fix really. His experiences with radio made him very well versed in situations like this. This led him to wonder, if Vox synced what he was saying with his visual mind control, would it be more powerful? Alastor was inclined to believe it would as it would intoxicate more senses. Alastor was aware what kind of radio waves had a stronger effect on people, it was something he studied on earth. The different colors of white noise were something he was familiar with and subconsciously used on his radio show. He often would incorporate red noise as it was often a tactic used by therapists during his time. Red noise would endure a sense of trust from the listener to Alastor. It was a calming, low frequency, yet it's known as one of the more aggressive ones. Alastor debated sharing this information with Vox or letting him struggle.

Alastor was broadcasting his usual slaughter. It was a ravishing kill. After he was near finished, he began to play The Entertainer to offset the horrendous mess he made on the floor. This one was messier than he liked. He continued to consume every ounce of meat left on the ground. He might as well enjoy himself if he'd already begun to paint the room an even deeper red.

For once, Vox hadn't been listening to Alastor's scheduled broadcast.  He had been too occupied in trying to access live broadcasting. He'd figured out very low-quality cameras, but getting the audio to travel through was a whole different beast for him. Vox was genuinely building all of this from nothing other than his experience on Earth.
"How much longer is this shit going to take!?" Velvette shouted from the other room. She had been holding the camera as Vox tried to get it to broadcast onto the tv. Vox just sighed as he didn't have an answer. He silently prayed he wouldn't have to ask Valentino for help. He didn't trust him enough with a camera for this.