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Question: Write a transformation story of Alastor (from the Hazbin Hotel series) turning into Loona (from the Helluva Boss series), complete with gender change, age change, height regression, and mind/mental change (with Alastor's personality and memories being completely replaced with Loona's personality and memories, despite his best efforts of fighting his new personality and memories, making him, now her, completely forget she was Alastor the Radio Demon and only remembered ever being a female hellhound, a daughter to her imp father Blitzo, and being named Loona). For Alastor's appearance, he is a slim, dapper sinner demon with beige-colored skin, and usually has a broad smile full of sharp, yellow teeth. He is approximately 7 feet tall. He sports a pinkish-red cropped, angled bob-cut with black tips at the ends and two large, black tipped tufts of hair extending from the top of his head, evoking the ears of a deer. The style has an undercut at the back, and two small black antlers protruding from the crown, which can grow in size in his full demonic form. Alastor's eyes have dark-red sclerae, bright-red irises and thin black pupils (which can change into the shape of radio dials when shifting into his full demon form). His forearms and lower legs fade to dark grey, and he has red hoofed toes and red fingers. Alastor wears a red pinstripe coat with dark-red lapels piped with white, which is ragged along the bottom hem. Underneath this he wears a bright red dress-shirt with a black cross on the chest, and long black dress pants with matching bright red cuffs. He also wears a dark-red oval-shaped monocle, rimmed with black, over his right eye. He accessorizes with a black knotted bowtie with a bright red center, black gloves with red at the fingertips, and black pointed-toe boots with red deer hoofprints emblazoned on the soles. Alastor also carries a thin cane with a sentient vintage style microphone attached to it, which he uses to play sound effects and broadcast his voice. Alastor stands out from many of the more chaotic residents of hell for his well maintained amiable persona. He gives the first-impression of a good-natured and charming man, wearing a permanently wide grin on his face at all times. Alastor's behavior, mannerisms, and even his voice are similar to an old-fashioned radio announcer and speaks with a transatlantic accent, often using quaint anachronisms such as "the picture show" and refers to Charlie as a "charming demon belle". This playful dandyish exterior, however, obscures a much darker side to him - one with high levels of self-importance - and he will not hesitate to use physical violence when others don't act in line with his very particular values or expectations. For Loona's appearance (after Alastor turned into her), she is a hellhound with a wolf-like appearance. She has a pointed, dog-like muzzle with sharp and pointy teeth, and a dark grey nose. Her eyes have red sclera with white irises, and she wears grey eye shadow and black winged eyeliner for makeup. She also has a piercing on her right eyebrow with a black hoop for jewelry. Her fur is white with grey encircling her face, grey patches on her shoulders, and long, voluminous silver hair swept to the side to reveal her dark grey ears - the left of which is pierced with two small, black hoop earrings, while the right is ragged. She has a large, dark grey bushy tail with white on the underside. Her outfit features a large, spiked black choker around her neck. Her tattered grey, off-the-shoulder crop-top is held up at the neckline by a series of crisscross spaghetti-straps that form an inverted pentagram. She wears black shorts that are tattered at the hems, with a white crescent moon detail on the right side. Loona accessorizes with black fingerless gloves and thigh-high black toeless stockings, with her black claws protruding due to her digitigrade stance. Loona is a cynical and choleric young-adult Hellhound, who was adopted from an orphanage by Blitzo when she was nearing eighteen years of age. Loona is lazy and shows little interest in matters that are going on around her. She also has a short-fuse temper and is often rude and apathetic toward her colleagues, particularly Moxxie, though her ire seems otherwise indiscriminate. When not looking at her phone, Loona is usually scowling at anyone in view. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
Alastor stood in the grand foyer of the Hazbin Hotel, twirling his cane idly while casting an amused eye over the chaotic scene. Charlie had roped them all into some sort of community service project, but he found himself uninterested. His mind, ever calculating, began formulating new schemes for the amusement and order that only he could bring to Hell. "Isn't it just charming, Charlie?" he said with a smile that was just a little too wide, his monocle gleaming in the dim light. "Such marvelous potential here." "Alastor, I swear, if you’re planning something—" began Charlie, but her voice became an indistinct buzz in his ears. He felt a strange, foreboding sensation creeping up from the depths of his consciousness. Suddenly, the atmosphere in the room shifted dramatically. Out of the corner of his eye, Alastor noticed a strange, inverted pentagram glowing ominously on the floor, shimmering with a dark aura. He laughed, a rich, full sound that filled the room. "Well, well, this is new!" he exclaimed, stepping closer out of sheer curiosity. But as he approached, the pentagram flared intensely, enveloping him in a blinding, vibrant light. "What's happening?" Alastor's transatlantic accent sliced through the cacophony of sounds, but his voice held a tremor of genuine concern. The light consumed him entirely, causing everyone around him to shield their eyes. As the light faded, Alastor’s tall, imposing figure began to change. His body shrank, and his sharp, angular features softened. His red pinstripe coat and tapered black pants melted away, replaced by worn black shorts and an off-the-shoulder crop-top. His hair grew longer, taking on a silvery hue, and his monocle fell to the ground, shattering upon impact. His sharp teeth elongated into fangs as his skin transformed to white fur with grey patches around his now-wolf-like muzzle. "No, this can’t be! I am Alastor, the Radio Demon!" he shouted, though his voice was growing more desperate, tinged with a higher pitch and youthful angst. The memories he tried to cling to slipped away, replaced with a new sense of identity. He felt the weight of a spiked black choker around his neck, the cool metal of pierced jewelry in his ears and eyebrow. The final transformation came not only in physical change but mental as well. The calculated, sinister charm was replaced by a temperamental and apathetic persona. Alastor's memories of his past life as a powerful sinner demon got overwritten by those of an adopted daughter with a gruff but caring imp father. Pictures of Blitzo and memories of working at I.M.P. filled her mind. She stumbled slightly on her new digitigrade legs, feeling the tightness of fingerless gloves covering paws instead of hands. "Ugh, what the hell just happened?" Loona, now fully transformed, snarled. She looked around, confusion and anger etched into her expression. "Where the fuck am I?" she growled, but then something clicked. "Oh, right... the hotel. But why...?" Blitzo burst into the room, his eyes wide with concern. "Loony, there you are! I was worried sick!" he yelled, rushing to her side. Loona rolled her eyes, huffing disdainfully. "I'm fine, Blitzo. Geez, can I get a moment to myself for once?" She pulled out her phone, starting to scroll through it, already disinterested in her new surroundings. A bewildered Charlie exchanged glances with Vaggie, both clearly not understanding what had happened. But Alastor, now fully Loona, had no such qualms—completely consumed by her new identity. Loona's defiance had erased every vestige of Alastor's calculated charm. Now, a frustrated sigh and an eye-roll effectively shut down any further questioning. "This place sucks," she muttered before walking away, tail twitching with irritation. "Loona! Wait!" Blitzo called after her, but the new Loona could only think of how tiresome the day felt already—there wasn’t a single memory of Alastor left in her mind. And so, the Radio Demon, once a towering figure of menace and mirth, had disappeared entirely, leaving only Loona, a cynical and choleric young-adult Hellhound, entirely unaware and unconcerned with her former identity.
In the Hazbin Hotel, Alastor, the widely known Radio Demon with an ever-present smile, felt a strange and unsettling sensation. "Now what could this be, a sudden change in the airwaves?" he mused to himself, his transatlantic voice smooth as he stroked his cane with the attached microphone. Suddenly, his body began to writhe in a sudden agony he had not anticipated. Alastor clutched his head as his memories began to blur, swiftly replaced with a new set. Unusually, against his attempts, new memories of being a female hellhound adopted by as imp named Blitzo flooded his mind, erasing all sense of his former self. "No," said Alastor, bravely defying his painful transformation, "I'm Alastor, the Radio Demon." But no matter how hard he clung on, the incoming flood of memories was relentless. The Alastor everyone knew was gradually dissipating like ebbing radio waves. With struggle etched on his face, his lithe figure began to compact. His once 7-feet tall height regressed considerably. His beige-colored skin flickered as it was replaced by white fur, while his cropped bob-cut hair morphed into long, voluminous silver hair with a noticeable wolf-like appearance. Sharp, yellow teeth were now a set of sharp, pointed teeth. His antlers dissipated, and his red pinstripe coat with dark-red lapels faded, only to be replaced by a tattered grey, off-the-shoulder crop-top held up with crisscross spaghetti-straps. Alastor's hooves retracted, replaced by clawed hands and feet, and a large, dark bushy tail sprouted abruptly behind him. His cane, the sentient microphone, dropped from his gloveless hands, reverberating a hollow echo across the room. The resulting changes in his appearance were so distinctive, Alastor—the Radio Demon—was nowhere to be found. Alastor's amiable persona kindness vanished. "What the hell is happening to me?" he grumbled, now bearing the short-tempered, cynical demeanor of the hellhound, Loona. But the memory of ever being Alastor had been fully erased, replaced with only remembrances of being Loona—Blitzo's adopted daughter and an apathetic employee of his services. As the transformation finalized, she peered into the closest reflection. A wolf-like demon, with sharp teeth, dark grey nose and her silver hair swept to the side, revealing ears pierced with black hoops. Crimson sclera locked into the new Loona, her white iris giving a chilling contrast. "Well, ain't this a downgrade," Loona grumbled to herself, her voice tinged with newfound apathy. Her memories as Alastor were completely non-existent. She drew out her phone and scrolled through her notifications with an audible sigh, her manner now completely oblivious to the chaotic world of Hell. Although Alastor-the Radio Demon had indeed subdued to an eternity as Loona, the irony of it gave Hell an entertaining spectacle – much to their oblivious and ever-bickering residents' amusement.
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