Hello everyone! This is just a little oneshot of Alastor discovering the world of Podcasting! I have been chatting with my good friends CynicalGenre and Cybra and I could not get this thought out of my head.
I hope you all enjoy it!
Comeback Song
When it comes to the world of entertainment, it was no surprise how over the decades that it has changed. From creating drawings, to music to books, to the radio and the TV, there's something out there for everyone. And for many, some have a specific form that they gravitate to. Just like on earth, it was the same for in Hell. It started with Alastor's arrival. Sure the radio was already popular in Hell during his time, but then he arrived and started to broadcast his slaughter. Sure, the fear was evident, but this was Hell! There was a crowd for everyone!
Unfortunately trouble started to arise when Vox made his way on the scene.
Since the 50s, it's been a bitter rivalry between the two Overlords. While many demons were in awe by the displays on the screens, Alastor had plenty of loyal viewers that loved his broadcasts. Even after so many years of him being in Hell! No matter how many technological advances there may be, even knew Sinners and Hellborns alike always made a way to view his shows!
So it was a constant battle between the two.
But then everything changed when Alastor's mother, Elli, had forsaken Heaven to be with her son. That was when Vox made his move to gain the attention and sympathy of the doe-demon. He was then hit with the rare spell of love in his pit. With it, he eventually managed to get he to agree to go out with him, after a series of... events.
They two had fallen in love, much to Alastor's disdain. They were even planning a wedding! The mockery! The jeers! The humilation of Vox being his "Step-father!" The thought alone named his blood boil! Though even his mother and Vox were together, it didn't help that the two Overlords still didn't like each other. Which the stag was currently stewing in his thoughts on how he could further aggravate the TV-headed Overlord. He was now cursed to deal with that man on a daily bases. All because his mother hand to be besotted with the infuriating box-headed buffoon!
He was currently at the Hotel's bar. His claws tapping against the counter-top. He could see where the TV in the lobby was showing another interview between Vox and his mother about their up-coming wedding. Urg. Disgusting. His mother being displayed all over Hell. All because Vox couldn't shut up about their engagement! So he was sitting on the barstool, stewing in his anger as the interview continued before his eyes.
"So when can we expect the date of the big day?" Tom Trench asked.
Elli looked at Vox, lovingly taking the Media Overlord's hand. Oh gag.
"We haven't decided quite yet." His mother spoke up. "Vox is thinking of a holiday wedding. I never really thought much about how my wedding would go when I was alive. Granted, being half-Creole, or well... black, in my time, didn't really give me the option to have a grand wedding. Not like now. But Vox and Rosie have been so helpful! And my sweet granddaughter-in-law!"
"Your son is Ovelord Alastor, correct? How does he feel about all of this?"
"Considering your rivalry," Katie Killjoy butted in. "He must be furious! Especially having you, Overlord Vox, as his new Step-father!"
The two news anchors last. The doe-demon looked a bit uncomfortable. Elli looked unsure how to answer, mostly knowing that her son didn't like this at all. Before she could respond, Vox spoke up for her.
"He's happy for his mother, not so much for me. But we're learning to be cordial with each other. For Elli. While we don't like each other, we both do love Elli. As long as she's happy, we're happy."
"And will your wedding be aired?" Tom asked.
"Of course! Why wouldn't it be? Unless Bam- Alastor thinks he can broadcast it on the radio. Depriving everyone from seeing how amazing it's going to be!"
Alastor's eyes narrowed. He could just feel the smugness that Vox was emitted from the screen. This was why he didn't watch much of the annoying picture box. Not wanting to hear about it any further, he finished his drink, moving to do a patrol through the hallways to pop in the residents. Mostly to scare them as he manifested in their rooms. Some fun to help him forget about that revolting display he saw earlier. Hopefully the temporary distraction would help him forget about the transgressions for a while.
After scaring the living daylights out of the patrons and guests in the hotel, he made his way back down to the lobby. The moment he stepped in, he noticed that Vaggie was at the front desk. She was currently writing something down. Her phone was faced down, but the audio was being emitted from whatever video she was playing. Curious, he shadow-stepped over to her, eager to scare her.
"Hello Vagatha! Listening to your annoying electronic device again? What is that horrible racket you're listening to?"
She glared at the stag. His jump-scare irritating her. She looked down at her phone, which he was pointing down at.
"I'm listening to a podcast about book reviews."
He tilted his head at her. Obviously looking confused at what she just told him.
"What the devil is a 'Podcast?' Sounds like a waste of time."
As the moth-girl was about to explain, there was a knock on the door. She sighed and went over. Once the door was open, a familiar small imp was standing in the doorway. He smiled seeing the hotel manager. It was Moxxie.
"Hi Vaggie. I'm here for our monthly therapy meeting."
She smiled.
"I'll be with you in a moment. I just need to grab my phone and purse. Sadly, my dress doesn't have pockets."
"Oh sure!"
Seeing his son, Alastor grinned, waltzing up to him.
"Moxxie, my boy! What a wonder to see you here!" He pulled the imp close, gesturing towards the front desk. "Vagatha was about to tell me about this 'Podcasting' thing! Sounds like a real bushwa!"
Moxxie looked up at his father.
"Actually, I listen to a few podcasts myself. They're actually quite informative. The ones I listen to normally consist between history of weaponry, history and the developments of plays and musicals, building weapon tutorials. They're actually quite fascinating! I'd think you'd actually like them, dad!"
The stag waved his hand at him. Anything that was in Vox's or Velvet's domain, he wanted nothing to be part off. He was not going to give Vox the satisfaction of bending to his ridiculous devices! He lasted all these without them, and he continue to do so until the Exterminators somehow erased him from Hell!
"If they're anything like those irritating Voxtube videos or whatever little picture shows he insists on displaying, I'll pass. Sounds like hogwash to me."
"Oh but they're really not!" His spawn exclaimed, pulling out his Hellphone. "They're actually just like listening to the radio! But on an app!"
That caught the Radio Overlord's attention. Just like the radio? Then that is obviously his domain! There was a mischievous gleam in his eye. If Vox unwittingly put in a radio app on his devices... this was an opportunity of chaos that he couldn't refuse! He quickly spun to face his child.
"Tell more! If these podcasts are really like the radio, then I wish to know more!"
Moxxie and Vaggie looked at each other. The imp gave an apologetic smile.
"I'd love to stay and inform you on podcasts, dad, but Vaggie and I have our therapy session to do. But maybe you should go see Velvet! I'm sure she would be happy to explain to you all about podcasts!"
The stag didn't exactly like the idea. Especially since that Velvet had been trying to spend more time with him. As she put it, they were "Siblings now, and siblings spend time with each other!" Which he didn't understand why the woman insisted that they were when Vox and Valentino were not her parents. But for the sake of aggravating Vox, he'll do it. He would not be deprieved of a section of media that's in his domain!
"I see. Well thank you Moxxie, Vagatha, I will see you both later. I must speak with Velvet. Au revior!"
He was whisked away by his shadows. To where ever Velvet was. The two demons looked at each other, before deciding to continue on their day. This was their time to get away from their insane co-workers.
"So, are we going to Micole's Cafe or to Cynical Wonders?" Vaggie asked Moxxie as they were walking out.
"Cynical Wonders. Micole stabbed five people today, and apparently she's been getting nothing but Karens today. So it's best to steer clear of her shop for the day."
"Fair enough."
Velvet was currently on her phone monitoring all the apps and social media threads that were under her control. Checking on the income that she was receiving, which apps were more popular for the day and all that business stuff that she had to deal with. Honestly, it was the business stuff that really bored her. Before she had a chance to scream into the void, she noticed the room glitching around her.
Manifesting before her, was Hell's own Boogeyman, the Radio Demon, Alastor. Seeing her fellow Overlord, she grinned.
"Hi Allie! What brings you here, big brother?"
The demon smiled down at her, lowering to where his face was at eye-level with hers.
"Velvet, darling! I have been introduced to this thing called 'podcasting'! I was told that it was just like the radio! And as we all know, the radio and radio airwaves are my domain! So, to ensure my domain, it was requested that I speak with you!"
It took the doll demon to function what the older demon was telling her. Alastor wanted her help. Alastor wanted to spend time with her. A grin split on her face. She jumped from the couch, bouncing excitedly before him.
"Of course I'll help you! What do you need me to do? What kinda podcasting are you wanting to do?"
"What I currently do when I broadcasts. My hunts, cooking segments of my victims, that kind of stuff."
She nodded. She knew that Vox would be pissed at knowing that Alastor had manage to step into his domain. And honestly, she couldn't wait for the drama to unfold! She quickly ran and grabbed her purse.
"Alrighty! Then first thing first! We need to get you a laptop!"
He curled his nose in disgust.
"I refuse to use one of those forsaken devices."
"But you need one in order to podcast!"
He sighed. As much as he didn't want to, he couldn't argue with her when she knew more about podcasting then he does. Much to his transgression.
"Oh very well. But the device is strictly for the podcasting. I will not be using it for anything else."
She hummed, before nodding.
"Okay! Now let's go! First stop, the mall!"
The trip to the mall was actually quite quick. The moment Alastor's presence was known in the store, the employees pretty much gave him whatever he wanted. Anything to get him out. And to prevent from being his next meal. A usual thing for the deer demon. Once they had what they needed, he relunctantly brought Velvet to his radio tower. He had teleported them inside so she wouldn't know where it was located.
They had actually ran into Niffty at the Mall, who was picking up some items for Charlie and Vaggie. She was excited to learn that Velvet was going to help her Overlord how to podcasted and insisted on coming. She was currently zipping around straightening up his work area as Velvet set up the equipment for him. Once the little cyclops had everything that was cleaned to her liking, she turned to Alastor.
"What do you plan on doing for your first podcast, Al?"
"Oh it's quite special, darling. It's something I've been hoping to dedicate to Vox. I have something very special for him. A sort of... gift, for his engagement to my mother."
Niffty giggled. She could see that he was itching to cause his rival some torment. So she was quite eager to see what he was planning on doing. She made her way over to Velvet to help her get everything set up. Unlike Alastor, she had embraced technology and knew how to use the more modern technology. She made sure to reiterate what the Social Media Overlord was doing to him so he knew how to do himself when he was alone.
"Alright Al, you're all set!" The doll demon grinned, slightly bouncing. "Just hit the "Play" button and you'll be live!"
Alastor nodded, going over to his usual chair in his studio.
"Thank you darling. I'll have my shadows send you home. I would like to be alone for this. Niffty, it might be best if you head on back to the Hotel. I'm sure everyone is quite curious on where you have been."
The little cyclops gasped.
"Oh my gosh! I completely forgot!" She zipped out only to reappear a moment later. "Bye Al! Bye Velvet! Let me know how it goes!"
With that, she was out the door with a cloud of dust right behind her. With the small Sinner no longer in the tower, she turned towards him. A pout was on her face.
"Do you gotta send me back home? I wanna stay and watch!"
He shook his head.
"No can do, Miss Velvet. I deeply appreciate your assistance, but I believe you would not be able to stomach the type of entertainment that I planned. But fret not! I promise you that I will promote your services for helping me set this up!"
Hearing that instantly cheered her up. Stars in her eyes.
"Really!?" She squealed, moving to hug him. "Best big brothe-"
She didn't finish. Alastor had shadow-stepped out of her path to avoid the hug.
"Apologies, my dear. But I must remind you that my no-touching rule is still in effect. Unless I give you explicity permission to access my torso."
She pouted. Not liking that she was denied a hug from her soon-to-be brother.
"Oh... fine."
"Why don't you visit Vox? I'm sure you would love to see his reaction to my gift for him. You can even record his reaction!"
The prospect of seeing the Media Overlord instantly brightened her up.
"Oh yes! I can't miss that!"
His smile broaden.
"Of course not. I'll see you later my dear."
Once the shadows had whisked her away, he turned his attention to his newest device. Ready to start airing. He pressed the button, using his powers to hijacked every podcasting channel that was currently airing. His smile sharpened feeling all the new frequencies added to his powers. He had offically infiltrated Vox's playground. Now it was time for a wonderous display!
"Hello citizens of Hell! It is I! Alastor, the Radio Demon! I have become aware by some good friends of mine of this podcasting! And since it is basically the radio, but on a more modern setting, how could I pass on something that is actually in my domain? Thanks to the assistance of Overlord Velvet, I recommend that you all check out her products! I heard that she has some new social apps that she has recently promoted! I may not know what they are, but I'm sure all you young and bright-eyed citizens are eager to see what she has! Now, with that out of the way. Since this is my first podcast, I am sure you, or a majority of you, are aware of the news surrounded Vox's engagement! Well, as a form of congratulations, I would like to dedicate this show to him! So sit back, and enjoy this special treat!"
With the interview out of the way, Vox and Elli had separated to go to their respected jobs. He was currently in his office going over his emails, files and reports that he needed to fill out. As he was doing so, he was listening to a podcast on the recent reviews on the newest TV shows and movies that he had starting air. He paused when he heard it instantly cut off.
"What the fu-"
"Voxxy!"
The TV-headed demon jumped at the unexpected voice. He quickly turned around to see Velvet. He blinked in confusion.
"Velvet? The fuck are you doing here?"
She giggled.
"I wanna see your reaction to the surprise!"
He raised a brow at her.
"What surprise?"
"Listen to your podcast! You'll hear it!"
Sure enough, the moment she said that, a new voice came on. A very familiar tinny voice. Instantly he sat up straight before leaning in to hear better. That couldn't be...
"-not know what they are, but I'm sure all you young and bright-eyed citizens are eager to see what she has! Now, with that out of the way. Since this is my first podcast, I am sure you, or a majority of you, are aware of the news surrounded Vox's engagement!"
It was! It was Alastor! But how the fuck did he learn about podcasting!?
"So sit back and enjoy this special treat!"
As he was trying to shut up, he heard an ear-shattering shriek. He flinched, cursing as he tried to shut it off.
Only he couldn't!
No matter what he did, the blood-curling screaming wouldn't shut off! He went to exit out, only to realize that it was still going! How!? As he looked around, he noticed that his phone was playing it too!
How the fuck did Bambi manage to hack into his phone!? He shouldn't be able to do so! He tried to turn it off but he couldn't! Horror coursed through his wires. He recalled when anytime that the deer's broadcast came on the radio noone was able to turn it off! No matter what they did! Fuck! His couldn't turn his computor or his phone off! He was stuck listening to whatever depraved shit that he was subjecting everyone to! How the fuck could this of happen!?
And as if things couldn't get any worse, one of his monitors started flashing. An incoming call. From Val.
"Great..." Vox groaned but answered it. "Look Val, I'm kind of busy…"
"Oh Voxxy…" Vox froze. That tone of voice. Sweet, sultry, yet dripping when malice. "Since when did you and Aly become sooo…chummy?"
"Huh? What makes you think I'm getting along with Bambi?!" Vox yelled. "I'm trying to figure out how the asshole got into my phone!"
"Your phone? You mean he's bothering you too?"
"…what do you mean 'too'?"
Val pull up his phone to the monitor where the same screaming and shrieking that he was suffering from was being echoed through. Before he could reply, he got a pop-up notification. And another. And another. And seven more. Followed by twelve more.
"Looks like we're not the only ones being bother by Alastor."
Vox's screen glitched out in annoyance and anger at the barrage of incoming notifications from all of Hell's denizens. All complaints about the podcast apps. Watching as the complaints went from confusion to anger then to fear and pleas.
All repeating the same thing:
THE RADIO DEMON HAS TAKEN OVER THE PODCAST APP!
"Looks like you're getting some competition, Voxxy-baby!" Val laughed before signing off.
Leaving Vox along to stew in his anger.
Alastor…coming in to HIS domain?! His realm?! After being bitchy and defiant about tech fo so long?!
And he thought Vox would let him get away with this?!
'Sorry Elli, but I can't take this lying down. Even if it is your son.'
"Alright Bambi. You want to play games? I'll show you want happens when you cross into MY territory."
And that's my fic! A funny oneshot that wouldn't leave my head. Podcasts really are the modern day of the radio. At least, that's how I see it. So it was only natural that Al would think the same!
Thank you Cynical Genre for helping me with the ending!
I hope you all enjoy this little fic and I'll see you in the next fic!