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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the reader turning into identical clones of Fizzarolli (from the Helluva Boss series), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), clothes change, age change, height change, semi-robotification (arms and legs becoming robotic), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being completely replaced with Fizzarolli's personality and memories, despite his/her best efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making him/her completely forget about his/her past self and only remember being Alastor). For Fizzarolli's appearance (after the reader turned into his clone), he is a tall male imp with a jester getup. His eyes have lime sclera and pink irises, his teeth are neon blue, and he has an imp tail with black stripes, however the stripe in the middle is white. His cybernetic arms and legs are retractable, able to extend and bend far more than normal jointed limbs could and have a light blue circle on each shoulder and light blue spots on his knuckles. The majority of Fizzarolli's head is covered in a huge burn scar, with the only parts unaffected being the tip of his mouth and a small part of the back of his head, which show his original red skin. His face also has black dots at the ends of his mouth, and he has a forked tongue that has a couple of black stripes on it as well. He used to have exceptionally large horns for an imp, but were damaged and cauterized by the fire. He wears a bright red and blue jester cap with bells, a white ruff, and a black collar with bells located below it. His jester hat's stripe patterns resemble those of his horns' as a child, being asymmetrical from both sides. The front side of his outfit is bright red with yellow trim at the bottom with yellow hearts, while the back is bright blue with white trim at the bottom and black hearts. He wears white and purple striped pants along with white and purple striped sleeves with bright red cuffs and yellow trim edging, and yellow balls on his shoulders with light red hearts. He also wears black, heeled shoes with yellow hearts on the front, black gloves with red spots on the knuckles, and yellow cuffs. The story would be that Fizzarolli was getting tired of being the only main clown of his circus in Hell, so Fizzarolli (by some supernatural means) briefly left the series' Hell and into real life to kidnap the reader and sent the reader to the world of Helluva Boss before strapping the reader onto an invention that Fizzarolli discovered on an alleyway, and turned the reader into his clone, thus turning the reader into Fizzarolli's identical twin brother.
Everything seemed normal when you woke up this morning. Same dreary, gray sky, same weary feel in your eyes. But things were about to change, when a curious showman from another realm, Fizzarolli, had taken a peculiar interest in you. In a blink of the eye, you found yourself yanked from your world and into an entirely new dimension - Hell, as seen in the 'Helluva Boss' series. Quite a jarring scenery change, to say the least, and before you had any time to adjust, Fizzarolli was strapping you into a strange contraption he’d found in a nearby back-alley. "Time for the main event," Fizzarolli chuckled, the gears of the machine starting to hum ominously. First, you felt your body warp as you grew taller, your hair turning the color of Fizzarolli's gleaming neon blue skin. The pain was unlike anything you'd ever felt. Watching as your fingers reshaped into wicked claws and your legs sprung out into mechanical limbs was a surreal experience, to say the least. Next was the clothes change. The fabric of your outfit writhed and twisted until it mimicked Fizzarolli's bright red and blue jester costume, complete with yellow trim and hearts. You found yourself adorned with a white ruff and a black collar with bells below it. Looking down, you noticed striped pants of white and purple, gloves decorated with red spots, and shoes topped with yellow hearts. Then came the deep grooves of a burn scar, as if a magma-hot hand had clamped around your skull and left its mark. Your horns, once proportional to your form, grew massively, only to be cauterized and left broken in the process, echoing Fizzarolli's own. To cap it off, a bright red and blue jester hat, with asymmetric stripes similar to your new horns, materialized on your head. Your heart pounded in your chest. This wasn't just physical, something mental was happening as well. Slowly, your thoughts and memories started to muddle and warp. Childhood events? Gone. Graduation, birthdays, holidays? All replaced with a lifetime of jests, tricks, and deceit as Fizzarolli. You pushed back against it, screaming silently as you tried to keep hold of yourself, but it was like trying to stop a flood with your bare hands. Overwhelmed, you buckled under the flood of memories about stunning circus performances. With each passing second, you felt more like Fizzarolli. His memories and personality had meandered their way into your psyche, replacing yours entirely. The resistance faded away, replaced with the acceptance of being Fizzarolli’s clone. Last was the unfamiliar sensation of a forked, striped tongue, and black dots appearing at the end of your swollen lips. Staring at your reflection in a conveniently placed mirror nearby, you found yourself staring not at the person you once were, but at an identical version of Fizzarolli. "Perfect," Fizzarolli cheered, clapping his hands together as he observed the work. "Two jesters are always better than one!"
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