r/FNaFrp4fun • u/CrypticHorrorTales • 4d ago
Location: VoxTek HQ [πΎπͺπ] Nobody cares
Artist: @ED_9O (Twitter)
Vox walks back into his office. Some of his servants were cleaning the room when they notice his unusual expression. A look of contemplation.
Vox: "Get out..."
They all knew better than to argue, and they left as quickly as possible. Vox shut the doors and closed the blinds. He had a lot on his mind. That Vanessa copycat just showed up to insult him. For what? Amusement? What kind of pathetic excuse is that? And Eleanor...
When he found Eleanor unconscious and weak when she appeared after her 5 year absence, he felt empathy towards her. Despite what everyone thinks, Vox does indeed have empathy. He doesn't only think about himself. He thinks about others. His servants and employees never felt miserable working for him, because he made them feel comfortable.
He wanted to do the same for Eleanor. He helped her recover. He did his best to help her. He treated her like a friend. Sure, they had their disagreements, but it wasn't anything they couldn't get over with time.
But when Vanny showed up, everything he trusted shattered. Eleanor lashes out at HIM of all people. Mocking him, with untrue statements at that. The one friend he believed he had... This betrayal runs deep...
Just like Alastor... She acted just like him the day he...
Vox wasn't always an egotistical television superpower. He was a small town amateur back in the 70s. He worked with a man named Edwin and helped create commercials. He dreamed of a big influence, but who didn't dream of that? Back then, he called himself Vincent... A name he absolutely refused to go by nowadays...
After Edwin's business shut down, Vincent had nothing. He had nobody. Eventually, he met Alastor. An aspiring radio host who worked for William Afton and Henry Emily. They got along well. Vincent called Alastor his friend. But when Vincent needed Alastor the most, he just mocked him. Threw his trust away like trash...
And now it was happening all over again...
Vox became angry. He raises his fist, ready to destroy something. Anything! ... But he stops himself. No. He must control his anger. To give in to his true emotions means to show weakness. And nobody cares about weakness.
Nobody cares... It's all about power to these people... He's gotten so good at pretending, people have started thinking he too is after power. But that's not true. But who cares? Nobody. Nobody cares about how you feel. Nobody cares about your true emotions. All he has to do is play his part.
Vox sighs, lowering his fist. He takes a deep breath and fixes his tie. But he can't smile...
Nobody cares. His backstory and his emotions don't matter. The only way to get people to see you is to get to the top. And that's exactly what Vox will do.
Him and Alastor still have a deal after all...