[ he's about to do a sort of normal clown guy answer, really, promise, but then vox makes the mistake of asking him if he wants to be stickers and fizz (metaphorically) explodes in excitement, slapping both hands down on the table with a comical slinky-like movement to his arms because of it. ]
[bring that energy (minus the swearing!) to the commercials, fizz. vox snorts, then swaps the spoon art page for one of the discarded manila envelopes he had an intern stuff all these submissions in, and takes a pen out of his jacket pocket.
hold on a second. he's. doing art. no, he's doing a sticker concept, but his art skills still leave a lot to be desired. the concept is clear enough, once he passes it to fizz: a perfectly normal little fizz sticker doing a funny clown pose (vox's rough understanding of a funny clown pose), but also! a bunch of stretchy-limb varieties, for the full slinky experience.
and stickers that will cover an entire page on their own, but they can workshop that. maybe mock up some sticker books.]
[ he does bring that energy (minus the swearing!) to the commercials, vox!
more importantly, vox is drawing something. for fizz to see. he practically vibrates in his seat for the duration, kind of like an anxious queieve but excited instead.
he likes the funny clown pose, he likes all the stretchy limb varieties, and he nods, of course. ]
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Hey, do you know those puffy stickers? Can some of them be that? So my hat can be puffy.
[ he carefully jots some notes down, with probably too many details, but hey, he's enthusiastic.
with that settled, he starts to go through designs again until he gets to one doll in particular, which he hands vox directly as the 'mega yes' pile. ]
I want this one. Look at the interchangeable arms! Think of the accessories. Endless arm types... [ he is imagining them. spongebob 'imaaaaagination' dot gif. ]
[no such thing as too many details, it's much easier to remove something than add it in the middle of production! fizz the perfect employee, as always...
vox takes the mega yes page, considering it. very... wiggly, these arms. he hums.]
Could do extra arm bonus packs. Slap "mix-n-match" on the packaging and they'll fly off shelves. You're going to be every little imp kid's favorite action figure by mid-year!
[what is this emotion he's feeling... jk it's pride, and he's an Okay Boss, so as he stands yet again to grab more submissions off the pile and keep this rolling, he claps a hand on fizz's shoulder.]
You're really moving up, kid. That's why you're the star.
Okay, feel free to tell me no, but I saw these things recently, where you make a certain number of different things, the ones I saw were little figures. But they all come in sealed, solid-colored bags so you can't see what's inside when you get them, and it's like a cool mystery! And sure you might get doubles, but you can trade with your friends or get more bags to open to get more surprises. Huh, wait, that sounds like gambling for kids...
[ but then he gets clapped on the shoulder and outright praised and he flushes grey, eyes widening a little as he looks up at vox from his seat.
I wouldn't call that gambling for kids. Parents, on the other hand...
[but still, never mind that! he likes the idea, and he gives fizz an extra pat on the shoulder before he takes his seat again. fizz really is the voxtek star, and vox really is genuinely pleased with him. it's all coming up fizzarolli, who is now also a gacha game.]
Well, you've earned it. That's why you're the only one in here helping to pick your next line of toys.
[the privilege... waow....] And then there's the fan mail.
[ he has some more commentary, but frankly he is immediately distracted by getting another pat. his tail flicks back and forth a few times, pleased as punch, and he tips his head aside a little to grin right at vox. any happier and he'd be physically vibrating in his seat. ]
It... I'm really happy to get to help pick these. Having a choice in what happens.
[ and then vox says fan mail and that's it, that's what does it: vibrating right where he sits, grin almost splitting his face in two. ]
[learned: he can pat fizz on the head and keep him happy as anything. it's not like it's facetious, either, vox is just as pleased that fizz is enthusiastic about participating. he can't handle divas on the payroll -- val is bad enough.
anyway, fan mail. he's got stacks. also carefully curated to get rid of the creep shit. he holds his hands up in a rough approximation of the height of this elusive fan mail stack, which is like... a foot and a half, at least. lotta mail.]
Enough for its own cart. Some of it's a little old, but I figured I'd wait until after the finale for the rush to come in before handing it over.
[you know, because he assumed fizz would pull in the big numbers (of mail), and he sure did.]
[ it really is good that fizz isn't a diva. even imagining it is exhausting. no, it's great that he's just happy to be here. taken care of, repaired whenever he has an issue, given creative freedom, paid for his work, protected from anything that might hurt him... it's a great deal, honestly.
imagine if someone else had made a contract with him!
there's a moment where fizz is definitely too excited to focus though, physically wriggling in his seat over even the thought of having a stack of fan mail that high. like, it's not even in front of him, vox is just making a vague gesture. ]
No shit? Yeah, that makes sense.
[ he's got FAN MAIL. look at him go! ]
Okay, yeah, let's do this.
[ he starts moving through the submissions faster: he's still paying close attention, looking over everything, but he's not lingering over every single detail lovingly like he was originally. the stacks get sorted and he goes back to the 'yes' pile, sorting through it with a more discerning eye. ]
Had you seen anything that interested you? I trust your opinion.
[fan mail, the perfect motivator. vox even goes through to weed out the creeps himself, because satan knows some of his other employees have a biased definition of what constitutes "a creep," ahem. and fizz is his favorite, so naturally, he's putting in the extra effort.
truly, this little imp is the son he never had... or technically, wanted... but he's come around to business-y fatherhood, more or less.]
Oh, do you? You're a junior CEO in the making. Here...
[he sifts through the remaining submissions, looking for one in particular before he offers it to fizz; it is... what appears to be a kiddie version of the voxtek smart watches, and much more simplistic. mostly it's colorful and has a little fizzy cartoon on it, with some arrows and misspelled kid handwriting indicating that it should say fizz brand catchphrases. it's a burger king rugrats watch, more or less.
naturally, vox likes merch for kids that will inspire them to one day buy smart watches. the long term branding of it... 100/10.]
This one. What do you think? Could make a few types and put these in boxes that don't show which one it is, too.
[ which is true enough. and fuck, wow, a junior ceo. a job he would never in a million years want, but it'd sound cool.
he plucks the paper from vox's hand when he offers it though, taking in the look of it before a smile breaks out on his face and he nods. ]
Yeah, this looks great! I don't know how many people need more than one watch, though... Maybe different faceplates as accessories? People love customizable mix-and-match shit. If you think it's better as whole watches though, that's cool too.
[ he's excited about the prospect either way. vox is being really good to him with this. imagine if he were in a situation where he wasn't able to make his own decisions on anything! he'd be fucking miserable. ]
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Fuck yes, I want to be stickers.
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hold on a second. he's. doing art. no, he's doing a sticker concept, but his art skills still leave a lot to be desired. the concept is clear enough, once he passes it to fizz: a perfectly normal little fizz sticker doing a funny clown pose (vox's rough understanding of a funny clown pose), but also! a bunch of stretchy-limb varieties, for the full slinky experience.
and stickers that will cover an entire page on their own, but they can workshop that. maybe mock up some sticker books.]
How's that?
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more importantly, vox is drawing something. for fizz to see. he practically vibrates in his seat for the duration, kind of like an anxious queieve but excited instead.
he likes the funny clown pose, he likes all the stretchy limb varieties, and he nods, of course. ]
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Hey, do you know those puffy stickers? Can some of them be that? So my hat can be puffy.
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vox tosses him the pen.]
Write it down. We'll do a couple for a focus group.
[like, for all these things, not just puffy stickers. ahem.]
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[ he carefully jots some notes down, with probably too many details, but hey, he's enthusiastic.
with that settled, he starts to go through designs again until he gets to one doll in particular, which he hands vox directly as the 'mega yes' pile. ]
I want this one. Look at the interchangeable arms! Think of the accessories. Endless arm types... [ he is imagining them. spongebob 'imaaaaagination' dot gif. ]
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vox takes the mega yes page, considering it. very... wiggly, these arms. he hums.]
Could do extra arm bonus packs. Slap "mix-n-match" on the packaging and they'll fly off shelves. You're going to be every little imp kid's favorite action figure by mid-year!
[what is this emotion he's feeling... jk it's pride, and he's an Okay Boss, so as he stands yet again to grab more submissions off the pile and keep this rolling, he claps a hand on fizz's shoulder.]
You're really moving up, kid. That's why you're the star.
[earnest praise.....]
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[ but then he gets clapped on the shoulder and outright praised and he flushes grey, eyes widening a little as he looks up at vox from his seat.
wow... he's the star... ]
I'm really happy about that.
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[but still, never mind that! he likes the idea, and he gives fizz an extra pat on the shoulder before he takes his seat again. fizz really is the voxtek star, and vox really is genuinely pleased with him. it's all coming up fizzarolli, who is now also a gacha game.]
Well, you've earned it. That's why you're the only one in here helping to pick your next line of toys.
[the privilege... waow....] And then there's the fan mail.
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[ he has some more commentary, but frankly he is immediately distracted by getting another pat. his tail flicks back and forth a few times, pleased as punch, and he tips his head aside a little to grin right at vox. any happier and he'd be physically vibrating in his seat. ]
It... I'm really happy to get to help pick these. Having a choice in what happens.
[ and then vox says fan mail and that's it, that's what does it: vibrating right where he sits, grin almost splitting his face in two. ]
Yeah? How much is there?
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anyway, fan mail. he's got stacks. also carefully curated to get rid of the creep shit. he holds his hands up in a rough approximation of the height of this elusive fan mail stack, which is like... a foot and a half, at least. lotta mail.]
Enough for its own cart. Some of it's a little old, but I figured I'd wait until after the finale for the rush to come in before handing it over.
[you know, because he assumed fizz would pull in the big numbers (of mail), and he sure did.]
So. Let's get this new merch picked.
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imagine if someone else had made a contract with him!
there's a moment where fizz is definitely too excited to focus though, physically wriggling in his seat over even the thought of having a stack of fan mail that high. like, it's not even in front of him, vox is just making a vague gesture. ]
No shit? Yeah, that makes sense.
[ he's got FAN MAIL. look at him go! ]
Okay, yeah, let's do this.
[ he starts moving through the submissions faster: he's still paying close attention, looking over everything, but he's not lingering over every single detail lovingly like he was originally. the stacks get sorted and he goes back to the 'yes' pile, sorting through it with a more discerning eye. ]
Had you seen anything that interested you? I trust your opinion.
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truly, this little imp is the son he never had... or technically, wanted... but he's come around to business-y fatherhood, more or less.]
Oh, do you? You're a junior CEO in the making. Here...
[he sifts through the remaining submissions, looking for one in particular before he offers it to fizz; it is... what appears to be a kiddie version of the voxtek smart watches, and much more simplistic. mostly it's colorful and has a little fizzy cartoon on it, with some arrows and misspelled kid handwriting indicating that it should say fizz brand catchphrases. it's a burger king rugrats watch, more or less.
naturally, vox likes merch for kids that will inspire them to one day buy smart watches. the long term branding of it... 100/10.]
This one. What do you think? Could make a few types and put these in boxes that don't show which one it is, too.
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[ which is true enough. and fuck, wow, a junior ceo. a job he would never in a million years want, but it'd sound cool.
he plucks the paper from vox's hand when he offers it though, taking in the look of it before a smile breaks out on his face and he nods. ]
Yeah, this looks great! I don't know how many people need more than one watch, though... Maybe different faceplates as accessories? People love customizable mix-and-match shit. If you think it's better as whole watches though, that's cool too.
[ he's excited about the prospect either way. vox is being really good to him with this. imagine if he were in a situation where he wasn't able to make his own decisions on anything! he'd be fucking miserable. ]