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Question: Write a POV transformation story of a reader and his/her friend or sibling turning into identical clones of Alastor (from the Hazbin Hotel series), complete with gender change (if the reader and/or friend/sibling are female), clothes change, age change, height change, and mind/mental change (with the reader's and the friend's/sibling's personalities and memories being completely replaced with Alastor's personality and memories, despite their best efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making them both completely forget about their past self and only remember being Alastor). For Alastor's appearance (after the reader and his/her friend/sibling turned into his clones), 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. The story would be that Alastor was getting bored and wanted something new and more entertaining in Hell, and Alastor is getting tired of seeing artwork and stories (online) of himself getting turned into other characters in both body and mind (sometimes from different series), which he views as distasteful. So to teach the reader and the friend/sibling a lesson, Alastor (by some supernatural means) briefly left the series' Hell and into real life to kidnap both the reader and his/her friend or sibling before sending them both to the world of Hazbin Hotel before using supernatural black magic at the reader and his/her sibling/friend which turned them into his clones, thus turning the reader and the friend/sibling into Alastor's identical twin brothers (the reader and the sibling/friend tried to fight those new memories and personality, not wanting to be completely transformed in either body or mind, but are fighting a losing battle and their minds been completely replaced with Alastor's mind). There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
The crisp air in the early morning held a certain humidity that suggested rain might fall at some point in the day. It was a peaceful morning, marred only by the unusual events that were about to unravel. Standing peacefully in front of an apartment complex was a figure whose outward appearance didn’t belong to this world. The broad smile displaying his yellow teeth, the pinkish-red hair, and the dark, monocled eye - all too conspicuous. He was Alastor, a demon from Hazbin Hotel. He was there for a reason - two residents, the reader and their friend or sibling, had vexed him. Life in hell had been becoming too monotonous, and Alastor needed entertainment. Another factor contributing to his growing disdain was the constant barrage of artwork and stories of him being turned into a myriad of other characters. "There's a fine line between creative liberty and plain ridicule." He mumbled to himself, looking up at the building. The charming demon felt his frustration churning into something more sinister. He resolved to give them a dose of their own medicine. Alastor took a look at the address he’d jotted down from the internet, confirming it was the right place. He chuckled and said, "Don't they realise nothing is private in this new digital age?” With a swift motion, he drew a circle on the ground - a portal to the infamous Hazbin Hotel. The two victims, still oblivious to their impending fate, were pulled from the comfort of their beds and into the portal before they could even scream. As they landed in the blood-red world of the Hazbin Hotel, they could see Alastor grinning at them. Before they could say anything, Alastor flicked his wrist and a spell was cast. A swirling fog of red and black surrounded the two, the magic seeping into their being. They could feel themselves changing, becoming someone else. The reader and their friend/sibling felt their bodies stretching, growing taller, their features morphing. Clothes morphed into red pinstriped coats, their minds filled with unfamiliar memories, a transatlantic accent seeping into their voices. “No! Stop!” the reader’s friend/sibling screamed, straining against the changing fabric of their reality. “It's useless to resist," Alastor said, his voice taking a sinister tone. "Why don’t you enjoy the show?” The transformation was swift and undeniably thorough. In mere seconds, they were looking at each other, seeing Alastor’s reflection. Their minds filled with his thoughts, his mannerisms. The reader tried to push against the invasion, their own memories flashing for an instant before being swallowed by Alastor's. “Fight it!” they shouted at their friend/sibling. But the words, the encouragement, felt more like Alastor’s own voice behind them. They looked at their hands, covered in red gloves, their faces in the mirror identical. “Welcome to the splendid world of being Alastor," Alastor said, his grin not wavering even for a moment. "Enjoy your stay." Their minds fought a final, losing battle as Alastor’s personality, his thoughts, his memories completely overwhelmed them. All traces of their former selves were erased as they embraced the new persona. "Isn't this much better?" Alastor leaned on his radio-microphone cane, his satisfied eyes glancing over his new proteges. "But alas, look at the time. Looks like I have to attend the charming demon belle's little project." Alastor waved, leaving his newly created clones to adapt in their new reality. The reader and their friend/sibling were no more. They were Alastor, the Radio Demon, with all the memories, personality, and everything that comes with the charismatic demon. They were Alastor now, forever bound in this new reality.
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