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Dr. Eggman's Transformation into Vox 3

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Dr. Eggman, or Robotnik as he was once known, was furiously tinkering away in his metallic lair. A cacophony of whirring gears and beeping machinery filled the air. His primary objective for today: capturing the ever-elusive Sonic the Hedgehog. Futuristic screens displayed abstract schematics and his intricate blueprints for the next death machine.

An ominous portal suddenly burst into existence behind him, swirling with chaotic energy. He turned, eyes widening at the unexpected sight. He had not initiated any dimensional rift—it was a phenomenon he couldn’t control or anticipate.

“What in the—” he started, but his voice was abruptly cut off as an invisible force yanked him into the portal.

His surroundings morphed before his eyes—familiar metallic walls were replaced by the sinister, baroque architecture of Hell. The oppressive air of the new world wrapped around him, harsh and unwelcoming.

“Where am I? What is this place?” he shouted into the void, but his questions fell on empty ears.

A searing pain struck his body as if every cell was on fire.

“No...no! This can’t be happening!” His voice became strained as he tried to maintain composure.

His form began to melt away. The layers of rotund flesh that had defined him for so long began to retract and reshape. His clothes—his beloved red coat and goggles—were pulled away from him and instantaneously replaced by a navy-blue tuxedo, accented with cyan and red trimming. It was the attire Vox would wear, and it fit his rapidly transforming physique perfectly.

“Stop this! I won’t let this happen!” he roared, trying to fight the changes with sheer willpower. But it was a losing battle.

His frame extended, becoming unnaturally tall and slender, surpassing seven feet. His skin shifted, becoming a sharp, dark navy blue. Claw-like fingers flexed involuntarily as cyan sparks danced across them. His head—a catastrophic symphony of agony and transformation—became a flat-screen television. His eyes, now red with small cyan pupils, blinked to life on his new monitor-face, and his mouth filled with sharp, cyan-colored teeth.

Dr. Eggman’s consciousness tried desperately to hold on to its identity as his mind went through cataclysmic changes. The memories of chaos emeralds and robotic minions crumbled into dust, replaced by intricate knowledge of the technology in Hell and the sinister enterprises of VoxTek.

“No, no, I am Dr. Egg—”

*BZZT!*

“No. I am Vox,” he proclaimed with newfound arrogance, his mind now fully assimilated. His memories of being Dr. Eggman were gone, overwritten with the cunning and manipulative demeanor of the Overlord Vox. The transformation had been completed.

The reality around him solidified, conjuring Vox's surveillance room filled with screens and cables. Little by little, Hell started to feel like home as his egotistical sense of identity settled in.

“Works far better than Eggman's. So much more fitting for someone of my...capabilities.” His voice echoed unnaturally, scrambled, and tinged with electric vibrations.

Vox stepped towards the main screen, surveying the chaos of Pentagram City. He took pleasure in the way the inhabitants of Hell moved like puppets, and he, the grand puppeteer, controlled the strings.

Valentino’s voice hissed into his ear through a nearby speaker, “So, how’s the new you, Vox?”

Vox chuckled, a sound like buzzing bees within a television. “Valentino, you have no idea. The things I can do now—imagine the possibilities.”

“Well, don’t keep all the fun to yourself,” Valentino smirked, his face momentarily displayed on one of Vox’s screens.

Vox’s smile turned wicked. “Let’s introduce some...upgrades to our little Hellish paradise.”

Just then, Alastor, the former Sonic transformed into the Radio Demon, appeared on another monitor. “Oh, dear, it seems you’ve upgraded. How quaint,” he mocked, the smile on his face never faltering.

“Alastor," Vox spat the name like poison, "This time, you’re the one who’ll be obsolete. Computer-age beats radio waves any day.”

Alastor’s laughter resonated through the screen. “We shall see about that, Vox. We shall see.”

And so, Dr. Eggman, now completely Vox and irrevocably changed, delved deeper into the sinister world of Hazbin Hotel, ready to weave his electrifying influence and reign supreme in Hell’s ever-growing chaotic symphony.

This story was generated by user Fizzarolli-Attack-2 with assistance by one of OpenAI’s large-scale language-generation model; prompts used to help generate the story are shown below.

Images were generated with OpenAI's AI system, DALL·E 2, or uploaded by the user.

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Prompt: Write the transformation story of Dr Eggman (from the Sonic The Hedgehog games) turning into Angel Dust (from an adults cartoon/animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with clothes change (Dr Eggman's clothes instantly replaced by Vox's clothes), extreme weight loss (making Dr Eggman loss all fat and making him unnaturally thin/slender), age change (turning to somewhere around 30s and 40s), height progression (growing from 6 feet tall to 7 feet tall), reality change (Dr Eggman's world warping and turning into the world of Hazbin Hotel), and mind/mental change (with Dr Eggman's personality and memories being completely replaced with Vox's personality and memories, despite his best efforts on fighting off to preserve his personality and memories, making him only remember being Vox). For Vox's appearance (after Dr Eggman turned into him), he is a tall and slim-figured, technology-themed sinner demon who stands at approximately 7 feet. He sports a flat-screen television for a head, with the monitor projecting eyes with red sclera, small cyan pupils and different-colored outlines - black for his right and cyan for his left. While using his hypnosis powers or simply becomes enraged, his left eye gains a black spiral and the pupil becomes a cyan electric symbol. The screen also shows a mouth full of sharp, cyan-colored teeth and a long pointed tongue similar to Valentino's, but cyan. Sometimes what looks like blood seems to drip out of his mouth. He also appears to have dark navy-blue skin with sharp, cyan claw-like fingers. Vox wears a navy-blue tuxedo with the jacket sporting coattails, red-trimmed cyan lapels, thin cyan stripes and cyan lining, worn over a red-and-black-striped waistcoat which itself is worn over a collared bluish-white shirt with an upside-down broadcast symbol and a rather large, red bowtie. He also wears heeled dark gray dress shoes with cyan-colored laces, toes, and tips on the heels. He also wears a small black top hat on his head, with red and blue designs reminiscent of a broadcast symbol and radio wave symbol, respectively. He has TV antenna that stick out the top of the hat, the left one bent into a zigzag. Here are Vox's abilities and skillsets: Immortality (As a Sinner, Vox is biologically immortal, being unable to die from illnesses and unable to age, remaining the same age as when he died, thus can not die of old age and other natural causes. He also cannot die from any kind of damage to the body, and will recover from any injury, however, he can only be permanently killed with angelic weaponry), Electrokinesis (Vox possesses the ability to generate and control electricity. Depending on his emotions, such as if he's angered, he can potentially make it so that a Hell-wide blackout happens. He caused a blackout to Pentagram City in "Radio Killed the Video Star" when he was overwhelmed by Alastor's taunts), Electrokinetic transformation (Vox can turn into electricity, which he can use to move around or enter and travel through electronic devices such as security cameras, watches and television monitors that he can control as he pleases. Though there are a few flaws to his electrical teleportation: the place Vox wants to go has to have some form of modern technology he could go through, as he apparently can't teleport through an old-style radio), Technokinesis (Vox can control devices whether he is outside or inside them. He can do things while inside devices such as changing his outfit and scenery), Spark generation (He can create electrical sparks from his fingertips, which can be used to ignite something, like Valentino's cigarette in "Radio Killed the Video Star". He can even generate sparks on his body, especially when he is angry. He also causes what looks like a small surge or ripple of electricity to appear through the floor from his feet during Stayed Gone. It is hard to tell if this is part of the spark generation or a separate ability entirely), Technological head (Vox's television head doubles as an electronic device with which he can plug himself into other devices with the help of cables in his surveillance room. He also somehow is able to change or upgrade his head, as shown, he has a photograph of himself with an older-style television head. If he's particularly angry, he and any devices he's linked to will involuntarily glitch), Bioluminescence (Vox generates blue light from his screen, most notably when he is in a dark room. His teeth noticeably shine brighter than the rest of his face, and his left eye outline and pupils can shine on their own when feeling sinister. His claws can also glow when he is using his electrical powers), Communication (He can receive calls from people, such as Velvette, with his screen head similar to calling on a phone. He can also transfer the call to another device by "grabbing" the call and flicking it to a different screen device), Video playing (Vox can play videos on his screen-face), Scrying (As shown in "The Radio Demon" comic, Vox is seemingly able to see through other screens, appearing to stare directly at Alastor while projecting into the TV display of a window-fronted store. This is shown in "Radio Killed the Video Star" to be done after he plugs his head into a monitoring device, which he may need to be able to scry), Hypnosis (In "Radio Killed the Video Star", it is shown that with his left eye, he uses hypnosis to keep his audience drawn into his program and keep their interest. He also uses this as a distraction so he can slip away to avoid any further discussion of a subject he doesn't wish to continue. The victim's eyes become red with black spirals. The victim has to be paying attention for this to work. He can use this even when he isn't physically present by being in a screen device. The devices his company sells share this ability), Self-duplication (Vox was shown to be able to make clones of himself in "Radio Killed the Video Star" during Stayed Gone. However, he has only displayed the ability on television, and it is unknown if he can do it physically), Acoustokinesis (He can manipulate the sound of his voice to sound more intimidating. He can also generate different sound effects such as echoing voices and the sound of a winning game machine), Strength (Vox is strong enough that he is easily able to tear through metal, and capable of holding demons bigger than himself, such as Valentino, with ease), Deal-making (While not shown on-screen, Vox can make deals with others in order to collect their souls just like other Overlords. Musical talent - Vox has shown to be a talented singer), Dancing (Vox can perform amazing dance routines, like handling complicated moves to even being able to hold Valentino, a taller Sinner, into a dip), Charisma and manipulation (The reason why Vox is a successful entrepreneur is that he can use his charm to manipulate others into buying his products even without his hypnosis powers, such as acting as he cares about his customers and making up products on the spot that are not even in production yet. He even uses this to successfully calm down Valentino to prevent further damage), and Technology intuition (Being a businessman and head of VoxTek, Vox has great understanding of technology, allowing him to use his electrical powers to their full potential) Here is Vox's personality; he is an egotistical, charismatic, and manipulative showman of an Overlord who craves attention. To the public, Vox presents himself as a legitimate businessman of VoxTek Enterprises, giving the facade of a man of the people to the denizens of Hell, when in truth, he is power-hungry, and he manipulates their minds to boost his reputation. He is highly intelligent and technology-savvy, and he is always keeping up with the latest trends and technology. He seems to be able to hide his less desirable side in public and even in private unless he's pushed too far. Despite his egocentric nature, Vox is loyal to the interests of his fellow Overlords, the Vees, and seeks to maintain their collective image of power. As the most level-headed member of the Vees, Vox often acts as the de facto leader. Claiming the Vees' brand to be "perfection", he is often frustrated or outright angered if someone can jeopardize it, such as when he reigns in his fellow Vee, Valentino, from attacking the Hazbin Hotel in response to Angel Dust living there. Another element that earns his ire is his rival, Alastor, whom he utterly despises and might be intimidated by as he sees Alastor as a threat to his plans. However, despite his immense hatred for Alastor, Vox doesn't let it override his more pragmatic side once he calms down. In "The Show Must Go On", he takes pleasure and joy out of seeing the staff of the Hazbin Hotel prepare to fight the angels, as he believes they stand no chance against them. This causes him to get verbally explicit and overly honest, as seen when he along with Valentino and Velvette watch the fight between Adam and Alastor at the Hazbin Hotel, commenting how the impending duel had given him an erection. He even shows this sadistic joy when he sees Alastor lose to Adam, saying that seeing Alastor suffer is better than sex, only to get angry when Alastor flees from the fight. Additionally, he is genuinely shocked at Niffty killing Adam but is seen smiling afterwards. Here are Vox's preferences (his likes and dislikes); he likes/loves attention, sharks, the latest technology and trends, video, the Vees' public image in good condition, seeing Alastor fail or die (however, Alastor the Radio Demon never died), power and authority, the idea of Angel quitting work for Valentino, sex, violence, and Niffty's homicidal behavior. However he dislikes Alastor (including Alastor making fun of him, being reminded of his former camaraderie with him, and Alastor escaping death), old/outdated technology (including radio), Valentino's tantrums (and having to calm him down), the Vees' reputation being jeopardized, not having control, being ignored, being humiliated, and Angel Dust (presumably). There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking (including profanities/swears that are used/said by Vox, Angel Dust, Valentino, etc). This story takes place after the story in this link: https://www.theinternet.io/ai/story/detail/reborn-in-hell-the-transformation-of-shadow-into-lucifer-morningstar/ , meaning that Sonic had already transformed into Alastor the Radio Demon, and Tails had already transformed into Angel Dust the Spider Demon, and Shadow had already transformed into Lucifer Morningstar.

Response: Dr. Eggman, or Robotnik as he was once known, was furiously tinkering away in his metallic lair. A cacophony of whirring gears and beeping machinery filled the air. His primary objective for today: capturing the ever-elusive Sonic the Hedgehog. Futuristic screens displayed abstract schematics and his intricate blueprints for the next death machine. An ominous portal suddenly burst into existence behind him, swirling with chaotic energy. He turned, eyes widening at the unexpected sight. He had not initiated any dimensional rift—it was a phenomenon he couldn’t control or anticipate. “What in the—” he started, but his voice was abruptly cut off as an invisible force yanked him into the portal. His surroundings morphed before his eyes—familiar metallic walls were replaced by the sinister, baroque architecture of Hell. The oppressive air of the new world wrapped around him, harsh and unwelcoming. “Where am I? What is this place?” he shouted into the void, but his questions fell on empty ears. A searing pain struck his body as if every cell was on fire. “No...no! This can’t be happening!” His voice became strained as he tried to maintain composure. His form began to melt away. The layers of rotund flesh that had defined him for so long began to retract and reshape. His clothes—his beloved red coat and goggles—were pulled away from him and instantaneously replaced by a navy-blue tuxedo, accented with cyan and red trimming. It was the attire Vox would wear, and it fit his rapidly transforming physique perfectly. “Stop this! I won’t let this happen!” he roared, trying to fight the changes with sheer willpower. But it was a losing battle. His frame extended, becoming unnaturally tall and slender, surpassing seven feet. His skin shifted, becoming a sharp, dark navy blue. Claw-like fingers flexed involuntarily as cyan sparks danced across them. His head—a catastrophic symphony of agony and transformation—became a flat-screen television. His eyes, now red with small cyan pupils, blinked to life on his new monitor-face, and his mouth filled with sharp, cyan-colored teeth. Dr. Eggman’s consciousness tried desperately to hold on to its identity as his mind went through cataclysmic changes. The memories of chaos emeralds and robotic minions crumbled into dust, replaced by intricate knowledge of the technology in Hell and the sinister enterprises of VoxTek. “No, no, I am Dr. Egg—” *BZZT!* “No. I am Vox,” he proclaimed with newfound arrogance, his mind now fully assimilated. His memories of being Dr. Eggman were gone, overwritten with the cunning and manipulative demeanor of the Overlord Vox. The transformation had been completed. The reality around him solidified, conjuring Vox's surveillance room filled with screens and cables. Little by little, Hell started to feel like home as his egotistical sense of identity settled in. “Works far better than Eggman's. So much more fitting for someone of my...capabilities.” His voice echoed unnaturally, scrambled, and tinged with electric vibrations. Vox stepped towards the main screen, surveying the chaos of Pentagram City. He took pleasure in the way the inhabitants of Hell moved like puppets, and he, the grand puppeteer, controlled the strings. Valentino’s voice hissed into his ear through a nearby speaker, “So, how’s the new you, Vox?” Vox chuckled, a sound like buzzing bees within a television. “Valentino, you have no idea. The things I can do now—imagine the possibilities.” “Well, don’t keep all the fun to yourself,” Valentino smirked, his face momentarily displayed on one of Vox’s screens. Vox’s smile turned wicked. “Let’s introduce some...upgrades to our little Hellish paradise.” Just then, Alastor, the former Sonic transformed into the Radio Demon, appeared on another monitor. “Oh, dear, it seems you’ve upgraded. How quaint,” he mocked, the smile on his face never faltering. “Alastor," Vox spat the name like poison, "This time, you’re the one who’ll be obsolete. Computer-age beats radio waves any day.” Alastor’s laughter resonated through the screen. “We shall see about that, Vox. We shall see.” And so, Dr. Eggman, now completely Vox and irrevocably changed, delved deeper into the sinister world of Hazbin Hotel, ready to weave his electrifying influence and reign supreme in Hell’s ever-growing chaotic symphony.

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