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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 selves 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 hoof-toed feet and red clawed 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 is that Alastor is 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.
As you stare at your computer screen, your friend or sibling by your side, you notice something odd. The artwork page you're viewing keeps throwing up Hazbin Hotel artwork, specifically that of Alastor, the charismatic demon who you've grown fond of. You're busy laughing at a piece depicting him as a different character when the room around you suddenly darkens. Your vision blurs, and the next thing you know, you're standing in a foreign place that strongly resembles the depiction of Hell in the series. The air is thin and sulfurous, smoke wafts lazily into the blood-red sky, and buildings in various states of the chaotic decay pepper the landscape. "Quite the picture show, eh?" You turn around, eyes wide as you take in the sight of the real Alastor. "What is this?" your friend demands, trying to keep their voice steady. "I daresay I've grown a bit tired of the countless renditions of myself," Alastor says, flourishing his cane. "It's about time for a shift in perspective, don't you think?" Before you can react, he's upon you, his clawed hand reaching out as he utters a phrase in a language you can't understand. There's a moment of resistance as you try to hold on to your own identity, your own body. You struggle, your mind frantically clawing at the threads that once made up your reality, your memories, your personality... And then, nothing. New memories flood into your mind; sounds, smells, the thrill of the hunt, the endless void that one could never satiate. You feel differently, taller. Your clothes are new, a red pinstriped coat draped over a bright red dress-shirt. A glance down reveals towering black boots red at the ends. Even the weight of a microphone hanging at your side feels familiar. Beside you, your friend/sibling is fighting the same battle. You see him grow taller, his clothes shifting into an identical set of what you're wearing. His face contorts in conflict, but it's short-lived. One look in a mirror, a shattered remnant in this chaotic world, and your transformation is complete. Your once familiar face is replaced by the sharp, dapper features of Alastor, your mirror-image staring back at you. Your mind, filled with his memories, his personality, no longer recognizes the person you used to be. "The real show begins now, my dear brothers!" The actual Alastor exclaims, excitement evident in his voice as he pirouettes around. Your friend, now a veritable clone of Alastor, chuckles. The sound is uncannily perfect. "How delightfully wicked!" It surges through you, an echo of something that used to be uniquely yours. But it's replaced with the sweet thrill of a perfect performance. It's the sound of Alastor's voice, once an external source, now bubbling up from within, smooth as whiskey and just as delightful. Your reality, your world, is now colored through the perspective of Alastor, the Radio Demon. Your memories? Those are now his. The fleeting panic? Swallowed by his chilling charm and overwhelming charisma. You look across at your friend, now your twin, and sense the same transformation. His eyes, once filled with confusion, now twinkle with devilish grandeur. His smile, matching your own, paints the perfect picture of the cunning sinner demon. The last flicker of your old self dims out. Now, it's showtime.
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