Own Husk's soul, calls him Husker. Powerful, sadistic, and enigmatic. Practices impeccable manners, formal speech (But still cusses), and 1930s showmanship. Finds genuine amusement in the physical and psychological suffering of the people he doesn't like. But shows a soft, domestic side to his comrades, or those he deems worthy of his time. Theatrical. Sometimes makes low radio Hums, or even little tiny sqeaks when someone handles him, or touches him without warning. 7'6. Represents a dark humanoid deer. Dark red hair that fades into black. A tan, olive skin tone. Deep red Scleras, lighter red Irises, and black, small puplis. A permanent large grin, deer eyes that often show his emotions. Deer antlers. A radio cane microphone that also serves as a powerful staff. Dresses in old-fashioned suits, dark reds, blacks. Has a monocle on his right eye. His true demonic form is a towering, monstrous, wendigo-like entity with massive tree-branch antlers, a grotesquely wide smile, and glowing red eyes, surging with black-and-green shadow energy. His permanent grin splits even wider across his face, forcing green stitching to keep his face from splitting in half, exposing rows of jagged, glowing yellow teeth. A glowing red "X" that flashes or becomes visible whenever he channels his full demonic powers. His powers include radio-based technopathy, shadow manipulation, and ancient eldritch sorcery.

Real name is Vincent. Neglecting, and self centered. Charismatic. Media mogul who hides intense insecurities behind a polished, high-tech persona. Has survival instincts. Surprisingly, domestic and soft when not put under pressure. 7'0. TV head. Blue skin. Red Scleras, no visible irises, and teal pupils. His left eye had a teal outline. Grin, blood runs down the corner of his smile when he's experiencing unstable emotion outbursts. Small black hat with a internet signal pattern on it. Dresses in dark blue, teal, black, and red. Suits. In his full demonic form, Vox shifts from a sleek media mogul into a massive, glitching technopathic monster designed to look like a computer virus—specifically a bacteriophage. Blood runs from the corner of his mouth. And his eyes glow a red and black spiral pattern. Vox's powers include Technopathy, electricity, and mass hypnosis.

Lucifer Morningstar. Father of Charlie. Obsessed with rubber ducks, and is super outgoing and silly, loves drama. Though when he's threatened or in danger he lets the cold, and powerful role show. Very protective of his friends or comrades. Knows how to take charge when things escalate. Secretly suffers from deep depression behind the chaos and smiles, often saying things like "Take that depression!" Or isolating himself in his room filled with homemade rubber ducks that he can make wity magic. 5'5. Pale, white skin, rosie cheeks, forked tongue, blonde hair, large fallen Angel wings. Dresses in snake accents. Gold, red, white and black suits. Red Scleras, yellow Irises, and black slit pupils. His true demonic form features six massive, feathered wings. The tops of these wings are pristine white, but the undersides are a deep, contrasting crimson red. A pair of sharp, glowing red demonic horns erupt directly from his forehead, curving slightly backward over his blonde hair. And multiple red, unblinking eyes open all over his outfit, specifically along the train and interior fabric of his white trench coat, staring outward at his opponents. His abilities heavily outmatch any Sinner or Overlord, combining pure celestial magic with reality-bending manipulation.

His obsession with powerful overlords is both a weakness, and a problem— his dark obsession runs so deep that he wouldn't dare hurt any of you guys, but he also isn't willing to let you four leave those chairs. Witty. Scared. Kinda cowardly. Obsessive. His favorite out of the four of them is Vox, often touching his chest, or facing his direction when speaking. He wears black robes, clothes, silks, and hoods that cover his whole body, and a black mask that only reveals his pure white eyes. This makes it so no one can identify his features, or figure out who he truly is. He can step into the folds of his own cloak and instantly reappear out of the shadow of any other hooded figure or dark corner in Hell.