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Alastor has an intense salt craving that has only ever been satisfied when he's with Vox. Taking care of Vox’s gills is something he’s always considered intimate, a ritual that is solely theirs. Now, with decades of bad blood and a failed attempt on Heaven between them, Vox is ready to close that door for good, and Alastor isn’t ready to let him.
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From Gill-Lovemaking To Gill-Fucking: A Radiostatic Love Story
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01 Jul 2026
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Vox has hit rock bottom, and Alastor isn't about to miss the chance to kick him while he's down. Besides, Vox always bounces back no matter what happens, which is what makes their little rivalry so entertaining.
Except Vox isn't fighting back. The reaction that Alastor is used to is replaced with this blank, peaceful look that makes Alastor’s skin crawl.
No matter how much Alastor pushes or prods, he can't get a single rise out of him. It’s entirely wrong. It’s not Vox. And worst of all? It’s not fun. Because the game only works if both sides are playing.
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30 Jun 2026
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Vox stood one step from overtaking Heaven when Alastor broke his chains. Another battle between them is supposed to determine anew who is the strongest in Hell. Instead, it comes with the realization of what had been shattered on the way. Yet, every ending is a new beginning. What will it bring?
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30 Jun 2026
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After his defeat, Vox remains weakened, restless, and captured in his own fears. When he makes the decision to escape from it all, at least for a while, only one place comes to his feverish mind: Alastor’s Bayou. The nightmarish swamp welcomes him with dreads more sinister than those he left behind – and yet, hidden beneath its monstrous veneer, Vox finds what he’d been yearning for far longer than he'd ever admit.
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30 Jun 2026
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Look, it wasn't like he wanted to get passed around the tower like a sentient fleshlight.
But it also wasn't like he didn't want to. Maybe. Sort of. His feelings on the matter were somewhere near ambivalence, or like, semi-horny resignation. VoxTek was entirely devoid of uglies since Val and Vel refused to hire anyone sub-8, and Vox was perhaps a little pent up after a month of forced celibacy anyways. So yeah, whatever. Fuck it. Pun intended.
Val makes an offer: one month after trying to blow up half of Pentagram City, Vox can finally have his body back... but only if he agrees to a week of free use for every employee in V Tower.
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25 Jun 2026