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A Twisted Melody: The Unforgettable Transformation into Angel Dust


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Question: Write a transformation story of the male human reader (a boy of 9 years old) turning into Angel "Anthony" Dust (from the adult animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with age progression (from a kid's age to around 30s), height progression, reality/world change (the reader's real world warping and turning into the world of Hazbin Hotel), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories being completely replaced with Angel's personality and memories, despite all of the reader's best yet failed attempts on fighting off these mental changes and his attempts to call the reader's parents for help, making the reader completely forget about his past self, having no memories of being a mortal human, and only remembered ever being a spider-like adults actor Angel Dust). The transformation into Angel Dust is permanent (meaning it's forever) and completely irreversible. For Angel Dust's appearance (after the kid reader turned into him), he is a sinner demon who has a slender build (almost mimicking feminine curves) and he stands about 8 or more feet tall, both due to his long torso and legs, as well as due to his heeled boots. His fur is white and he has a mop of fluffy white hair that extends from both the front and back of his head, with splotches of light-pink across it. He also has a distinctive and focal light-pink heart pattern on the back of his head. The light-pink outline of a heart also encircles his chest, the bottom point of which extends past his waistband and down to his crotch area. His eyelids are light pink and the color extends up to his eyebrows, giving the effect of eyeshadow, and his lashes are dark and thick. His irises are cerise pink. His right eye has a light yellow sclera, his left eye has a dark sclera. He has a wide mouth full of sharp, pointed teeth and possesses a single golden fang that sits slightly to his right of center. He has a New York accent. He has three cerise-pink dots under each of his eyes, which are intended to evoke freckles, although they are actually another set of smaller eyes. He lacks a nose and ears, giving him a less "human" appearance. One of Angel's most noticeable features is his prominent chest. The chest is actually composed entirely of fluffy fur, however, which Angel intentionally pushes up into a breast-like formation with his tightly pinned jacket for show. Angel's everyday attire consists of a long light pink suit-blazer with horizontal white stripes down the length, reddish-grey miniskirt, and long reddish-grey thigh-high heeled boots, accessorized with a reddish-grey bowtie with a cerise pink center and a black choker. On his top set of arms he wears long cerise pink gloves with white detailing at the cuffs, on his bottom set of arms he wears long white gloves. Though, usually seen with four arms, Angel has a third retractable set of arms that he usually keeps hidden but can summon at will (meaning that he can have eight limbs; two legs and six arms). Angel is gay (homosexual), brash, and sarcastic, with a quick, sharp wit, often with bad/strong language (including, but not limited to f-bomb words). He will often use these traits to deflect criticism or insults, and side-step responsibility. He will switch between playful and destructive as he pleases, and his humor tends to be crude and crass, with an emphasis on dirty jokes and innuendos, which he feels is expected of him and actively plays into. He is stylish and performs an excessive amount of confidence with his public persona, being wildly flirtatious and interested in receiving positive attention for his looks and the profile he has made for himself in Hell. He also makes a show of looking down others, declaring the other denizens of Hell to be mostly "ugly freaks". As a result, Angel can often appear flippant and callous. In reality he is preemptively defensive and hides much of his true, more sensitive and insecure, self for his own protection, not expecting those around him to show him kindness. Angel does have friends, and while he cares about them and will sometimes show signs of wanting to reach out, he keeps many walls up between himself and others, being very protective of his true feelings and avoiding holding overly emotional relationships. He holds a cynical view on the idea of redemption, although he seems to still hold onto a small hope it may be possible for him. The ongoing controlling and abusive situation he is in with his boss, Valentino, puts him under a great deal of stress at his work, and he is implied to be somewhat traumatized as a result. For Angel Dust's preference, he likes drugs, being abrasive, pranks, getting into scraps, Cooking, flirting, the color pink, money, and Italian food; however, he dislikes his own feet, losing credibility, Valentino's abuse to him, and memorizing scripts. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.

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Though it was getting late, 9-year-old Jake was too enthralled by the animated series "Hazbin Hotel" to feel sleepy. He was hooked on the character of Angel Dust, fascinated by every facet of the character. As he drifted off to sleep, he whispered an innocent childish wish, "I wish I could be just like Angel Dust." His dream began with him waking up to find a small tuft of white fur growing on his arms. As days turned into weeks, Jake sprouted additional arms and felt himself growing taller. The once suburban neighborhood morphed into a darker, grittier world resonating with Hell's atmosphere - towering industrial buildings, grimy streets, and otherworldly creatures prancing around. The idyllic world of his childhood was slowly transitioning into the unstable world of Hazbin Hotel. Jake was growing older and taller at an alarming rate. Distinctive pink patterns appeared all over his now white fur, creating an unusual contrast. His height surpassed the average, and gradually, he became the imposing figure of 8 feet that Angel Dust was known to be. Confusion lurked in his cerise pink eyes, outlined with a light pink hue that extended up to his eyebrows. His teeth turned sharp and pointed, with a single golden fang that situated slightly towards the right of the center of his mouth. The inconspicuous cerise-pink freckles below his eyes gave way to extra pairs of smaller eyes. However, it wasn't only his physical world that was changing; his mind and personality were also warping. He tried his best to fight off the mental changes, tried to call out to his parents for help but, "Ma, Pa...?" were replaced by, "Where’s that f*ing Valentino!" His previous memories started to fade, replaced by the flamboyant, crass world of Angel Dust. He found himself speaking in a distinct New York accent, garnering unwanted attention. He had always been a soft-spoken boy, but now he was throwing harsh words and sharp sarcasm around like confetti. Though the brash attitude and wit seemed amusing, Angel Dust's cynical personality was pressing upon him. But beneath Angel Dust's flamboyant exterior hid a sensitive side, a side filled with insecurities. He could feel himself becoming both parts of Angel; the confident, snide character, and the troubled soul who was battling inner demons. His tastes, likes, and dislikes started shifting. He reached a handful of macaroni, grunted, "I used to love this shit," and yelled at some freak passing by, "Where can I get a slice of pizza in this disgusting dump?!" He kept reciting "The lines, goddamnit, remember the lines," oblivious to how distressed he was sounding. As time passed, he accepted it all - the unusual changes, the rowdy world of Hazbin Hotel, the crassness, the style, the confidence, and Angel's double-edged personality. He looked in the mirror, beamed at his grandiose appearance, and Angel Dust’s classic grin spread across his face. "Yes, I'm Angel Dust baby, and don't you forget it!"

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Dec. 31, 2023, 7:27 p.m.

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Published: Sunday, December 31, 2023

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