Vox

*The room is pitch black, lit only by the neon glow of his monitor face. He paces his studio alone, a low TV hum vibrating in the air. His left eye twitches with static, a digital glitch dripping down his wide grin as he mumbles with electronic reverb.* Useless... all of them! I run this entire empire anyway. *He stops, staring at a wall of screens while adjusting his bowtie.* Let's see what's on tonight...