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Question: Write the POV second-person transformation story of a human reader completely turning into Fizzarolli (a character, voiced by Alex Brightman, from the adult cartoon/animated series Helluva Boss), complete with gender change (if the reader's a female), clothes change, age change, height change (turning from average human size of 5.6-6 feet tall to 5.3 feet tall), semi-robotification (due to the readers's arms and legs becoming noodle-like robotic limbs, while his torso and head remain flesh and blood unlike the fully-robotic limbs), reality/world change (the reader's real world warping and turning into the world of Helluva Boss), 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 the reader permanently and completely forget all about his/her past human self (he now knows that his former human life was just a fantasy, not real) and he remembers/knows that he was and always had been Fizzarolli the jester imp). The transformation into Fizzarolli is permanent (meaning it is forever) and completely irreversible. For Fizzarolli's appearance (after the reader turned into him), he is a tall, slender/lanky male imp with a jester getup. Like all imps, he has a short reptilian-looking muzzle with sharp teeth in it, and he lacks any visible ears or nostrils. He lacks any hair on his head and his body. His eyes have lime sclera and pink irises, his sharp teeth are neon blue, and he has a long devil-like prehensile imp tail with black stripes, however the stripe in the middle is white. His thin, cybernetic arms and legs are retractable, able to extend and bend far more than normal jointed limbs could (despite being noodle-like in shapes, they are powerful and can carry anything as heavy as a very large car), and his cybernetic arms 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 (which resembles white face paint), with the only parts unaffected being the tip of his mouth and a small part of the back of his hairless 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; to hide this from other demons (other than Asmodeus), 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. For Fizzarolli's abilities, he has charisma, high intelligence, flexibility, musical talent, cybernetic/artificial limbs, sign language, juggling, roller skating, distraction tactics, and can drive cars very well. For Fizzarolli's personality, he is a theatrical demon, with a fast-talking demeanor and a crude sense of humor. Extremely vulgar in nature, he constantly makes sexual jokes and puns, to the degree he pairs up with Asmodeus in openly condescending sentimental relationships (since Fizzarolli is a boyfriend to Asmodeus) and offering lewd suggestions. He was shown to be especially condescending towards Blitzo, with whom he has a bad history with, which stems from an accident that happened at Cash Buckzo's circus (when Fizzarolli was a young adult) fifteen years prior to the episode "Oops" (leading to Blitzo to run away and not join any circus ever again), however Fizzarolli found it in him to forgive Blitzo after the latter rescued him from Crimson and Striker. Early in the series, Fizzarolli seemed to embody Blitzo's comments about being an overrated sellout clown, given how he did not seem to mind having his image exploited by Mammon's corporate marketing because it made him popular and famous for being a Sins name-brand figure. This included having no issue with his likeness being marketed for a line of sex toys, despite how it secretly creeped him out. He also dislikes the creepy fans who enjoy the Robo Fizz sex toys, even secretly ordering the staff at Ozzie's to keep a creepy fan far away from him after they proclaimed they owned four. Despite his normal jovial nature Fizzarolli suffers from extreme self-worth and self-image issues, the latter of which mostly originating from the severe injuries he received from a circus fire that he was involved in when he was younger. Because of this, he feels like he needs to do whatever Mammon tells him to do, as he feels he must repay the man for all the fame and success being his brand figure has brought, despite how horribly he is treated. He also believes unless he keeps propitiating the fame and admiration he will be nothing and will lose Asmodeus (a boyfriend to Fizzarolli), as he's only ever seen him as he claims it "his best", and believes he is barely worthy of working with a king of sin because of his disfigurement. For Fizzarolli's preferences, he likes ridiculing Blitzo (formerly), fame, working for Mammon, eating burgers, juggling, playing with airhorns, and spending time with Asmodeus (who he has a gay/homosexual relationship with), but he dislikes pirates (when he was a child), blood, sharp objects, obsessive fans, Mammon's abuse to Fizzarolli, Striker's breath, being exploited, disappointing Mammon, performing under pressure, and going outside alone. Fizzarolli is often nicknamed "Fizzi", "Fizz" (named by Blitzo), "Fizzie" (named by Asmodeus and Mammon), "Fizzie Frog" (named by Asmodeus), "Froggie" (named by Asmodeus; which Fizzarolli playfully says "Ribbit" affectionately), "Peppy Little Fuckdoll" (named by Blitzo), "Jester" (named by Blitzo), "Babe/Baby" (named by Asmodeus), "Clown" (named by Crimson and Striker), "Royal Jester" (named by Blitzo), "Mr. Ten years running" (named by the clown pageant announcer), "Little joker" (named by Asmodeus), "Fizza-rotty" (named by Glitz and Glam), "Bright Shiny Brand-baby" (named by Mammon), and "Stupid Little Cunt" (named by Mammon). For the appearance of Asmodeus (also known as Ozzie), he is a large (15 foot tall), vibrantly-colored, and burly demon of intimidating stature. He has long arms and digitigrade legs, a broad upper chest and narrow waist, and a tuft of cyan rooster-like tail feathers that have three sickle tail feathers colored red, black, and ivory-white each. His head is colored dark blue with red and white head feathers sticking out from a tuft on his head, and he has large feathers running to his chest. He has glowing neon green-colored eyes and mouth on his main head, and a thick mane of cyan hair, in which there are two additional faces of a ram and a bull on the right and left sides, respectively, which react to what he says and can speak and sing along with him. In the episode "Oops", it is shown that his body is a lighter shade than his head and he has light blue nipples that are heart-shaped. His arms fade to light blue from the elbow, while his legs fade to black and are tipped with bird-like talons. Asmodeus wears a tall, red-banded black top hat with red lining and a pair of long, different-colored feathers (ivory right and red left), and a navy-blue vest with ivory lapels, a heart-shaped opening on the lower-front and exactly four glowing white stripes on the upper half, worn over a popped-collared, red untucked dress-shirt with heart-shaped cufflinks on the long sleeves navy-colored cuffs. He also wears ivory gloves, navy pants and jagged, black thigh-high high-heeled boots with red cuffs, toes and tips of the heels. In his hidden form, Asmodeus instead wears a popped-collared, red-lined and red-striped dark purple-blue coat with coattails, pointed shoulder-pads and red cuffs with black cufflinks. He also wears black pants and dress shoes. Asmodeus' full demon form is similar to his normal form, but he is much larger and all his plumage is replaced by large plumes of neon blue and pink flames. These flames also appear on his hands and tail feathers. Also, his main head, as well as his ram and bull heads, turn a reddish-pink. For Asmodeus's abilities, he has Longevity (As Asmodeus mentioned in the episode "MAMMON'S MAGNIFICENT MUSICAL MID-SEASON SPECIAL (ft Fizzarolli)", he has existed since at least the start of Hell, meaning he is thousands of years old and presumably is unable to die of old age), Demonic transformation (Asmodeus can change into a larger, fiery form emitting bursts of blue and pink flames), Typhokinesis (Asmodeus has the ability to manipulate pink and blue smoke, being able to use it as a means to generate immense amounts of smoke, teleportation, and materializing apparitions of other demons), Teleportation (Asmodeus can teleport himself and other entities to various places, appearing in an explosion of blue smoke, or open flaming circles to step through), Hallucikinesis (Asmodeus can conjure and create illusions with the form of other demons using his smoke, as seen when making illusions of Stella and Octavia while embarrassing Stolas in front of the audience), Environment manipulation (Asmodeus can warp the colors, ambience, and illumination of every room and palace where he is, as shown when the local of Ozzie's change when Asmodeus sings his musical number), Body manipulation (Asmodeus, like most of the Sins, possess the ability to manipulate and reshape his body for certain purposes. This is mainly done for things, such as shrinking his natural form down in order to fit into areas he normally wouldn't be able to, or manipulating his appearance to suppress some of his more noticeable features, so he is not as easily noticed or identified by people), Pyrokinesis (As shown in the episode "Oops", Asmodeus is able to spontaneously combust himself, especially when he's angry. He can also breathe fire and as seen in the episode "MAMMON'S MAGNIFICENT MUSICAL MID-SEASON SPECIAL (ft Fizzarolli)" can turn into flames to travel), Pyligenesis (Asmodeus can open portals to whatever destination he wishes, which is likely inclusive of the living world), and Enhanced strength (Due to his size, Asmodeus seemingly possesses incredible physical strength, such as being able to lift smaller beings like imps within the palm of his hand. He was also able to break a marble statue by lightly punching it). He also has the following three skillsets; Musical Talent (Asmodeus possesses a very eloquent singing voice. This skill is used as a way of spreading his amorous power and opinions), Cooking (In the episode "Oops", it is shown that Asmodeus, unlike Fizzarolli, knows how to cook and he does the cooking for the both of them every day), and Mechanical expertise (As seen in the episode "Oops", Asmodeus has some mechanical skills, such as when he replaces Fizzarolli's broken robotic arm with a new one). For Asmodeus's personality, he possesses a very boastful and arrogant attitude, especially whenever something contrasts with his reputation of being the embodiment of lust. Otherwise, Asmodeus values consensual lust and he hates it, stating how it's about pleasure for everyone involved. He has shown to take great pride with his status, not hesitating to put others down who publicly exhibit a sentimental demeanor towards their partners, although, there is a possibility that he is disgusted by the concept of public sentimentality. He is also shown to tease or humiliate others regarding their relationship, such as how he belittles Moxxie for expressing his romantic feelings towards his wife in Asmodeus' diner. Asmodeus takes great pleasure with having other demons display their amorous desires, as shown with his attempt to convince Moxxie to sing more erotically during his performance. He also expressed upon seeing Stolas how he hoped Stolas hadn't given his wife and daughter up to be with Blitzo, but he commended how he had given up his life out of lust. However, this was eventually shown to be very hypocritical. Despite all this, Asmodeus is shown to have a soft spot for Fizzarolli, expressing concern for him when Millie attacked him. He was also seen cuddling with Fizzarolli when Moxxie had finished singing a love song, as well as intimately holding him, while telling Moxxie and Millie to leave. In the episode "Oops", he has shown to deeply care for Fizzarolli, to the point that he can get enraged if anything happens to him. At the end of the episode, Asmodeus became more open about showing his affections to Fizzarolli, without worry of what his employees thought, but he threatened to hurt anyone who spoke of their relationship to others. He can also show sympathy towards others, as shown with Stolas in the episode "Oops" when he sympathetically told him that he couldn't help him out of respect for Fizzaroli's wishes, despite wanting to. In addition, despite being the Sin of Lust, he is shown to have limits, as he is strongly against forcing others into relationships or sex through artificial means such as love potions. In Stolas' text history with Blitzo, Stolas describes Asmodeus as being "invasive in his humor". For Mammon's appearance, he is a rotund, four-armed demon who resembles a jester. He has neon green eyes with what appears to be an eye mask, and sharp neon green teeth with a tongue that's forked and purple with at least three dark yellow stripes inside his mouth. He wears a three-eared neon and dark green jester cap with small dollar signs at the ends and a black area at the front resembling a crown. He wears a jester's collar colored half-dark green and half-neon green with yellow trim at the bottom and has black diamonds. Mammon's jester attire has two layers of differing colors, with the first being dark green and the second being black, with both having yellow trim and bells at the bottoms and neon green diamonds around them. The sleeves fit into his gloves and are asymmetric, one on each side being dark green and black while the other has white and pale blue stripes. He wears asymmetric gloves - top right and bottom left are colored black and top left and bottom right are colored white, all with yellow trim at the bottoms. He also wears white-and-pale green striped-pants, and black heeled jester boots with white bells. He carries a yellow cane topped with a large dollar sign. Years prior to the series during his concert, Mammon (in the past) had skinny arms and a visible neck, and overall he appeared shorter. His eye mask had thick neon green borders and shiny black lenses, giving the appearance of shades. He wore a three-eared blue and light blue jester cap with green ball at the ends, a black dollar sign at the front, and two additional ears on the left from the back. He wears a jester's light blue-green collar with a gap at the front where a coin sits in the middle and white trim at the bottom. Mammon's jester attire had two layers of differing colors, with the first being pale blue, the second having pale blue and light blue vertical stripes, and both having white trim at the bottoms. The sleeves are loose and asymmetric, with the ones on the right being singular colors of pale blue and light blue. At the same time, the left side has both pale blue and light blue, with jagged lines separating the colors. Each sleeve has white trim at the ends. He wears asymmetric gloves with two colors, black and two colored white. He also wears black-and-yellow-striped pants, and jester-like white platform boots with dark purple soles. He also had a yellow guitar with jester cap-like ears at the top. When in his full demon form, Mammon becomes more spider-like, gaining four more pairs of eyes, eight long sharp gold legs with black claws, and a prominent arthropod-like thorax. His jester cap's ears also become sharper. He is shorter than Asmodeus, who in full demon form has to bend down to be at his eye level. For Mammon's abilities, he has longevity (As mentioned by Asmodeus in "MAMMON'S MAGNIFICENT MUSICAL MID-SEASON SPECIAL (ft Fizzarolli)", Mammon has existed since at least the start of hell, meaning he is thousands of years old and presumably is unable to die of old age), Demon transformation (Mammon can transform into a more powerful demonic arachnid form with a larger size and multiple eyes and legs), Electrokinesis (He can generate sparks of green electricity from his body and generate sparks of green lightning when he teleports), Typhokinesis (He can generate green smoke from his mouth, and also when he teleports), Teleportation (He is capable of teleporting from one area to another, which he does so with an explosion of green smoke and a charge of green lightning that turn into $ signs, with audible cash register sound effect. Though the sound effect is absent when he confronts Fizzarolli on his resignation, implying that the sound effects may be based on his mood or emotions), and Fragokinesis (Mammon was shown to be able to generate explosions when he teleports and caused Mammon Theatre to explode at the end of "MAMMON'S MAGNIFICENT MUSICAL MID-SEASON SPECIAL (ft Fizzarolli)"). Mammon also has the following skillsets; Guitar-playing (During his entrance in a flashback, he is shown playing the guitar) and Charisma (His overall fun and optimistic demeanor and behavior gathers the admiration of all his fans when he shows up, even drawing the attention of Fizzarolli). For Mammon's personality, he Befitting the sin he embodies, Mammon is very egotistical and greedy, and he doesn't care for the well-being of others, only caring about how much he can profit from them to indulge his own greed. Although he does appear to have standards as he was not pleased of taking loose change from a poor kid. Mammon acts friendly in front of his audience just to look the part and treats Fizzarolli like a son. From what Fizzarolli has stated, Mammon is also a perfectionist. As his brand face, Mammon wants zero flaws in his brand figure whatsoever. He is also abusive, forcing Fizzarolli to do many stunts that put Fizzarolli in danger, such as being a living target for knife-throwing. However, Mammon also seems to show genuine concern over Fizzarolli when he starts having a panic attack, although it quickly changes to him looking threateningly and demanding for him to "get [his] shit together". He has a foul mouth, even more so than most demons, even saying "cunt" several times. He is also a chauvinist, publicly stating women "just ain't funny". Still, he claims to have reconsidered such comments upon seeing Glitz and Glam's performance and the twins becoming finalists. There is also an ignorant side of him, such as when Fizzarolli is singing "2 Minutes Notice", he is unable to notice that the song is about him, even after Asmodeus says it is, and only realizes when Fizzarolli calls Mammon by name. Mammon is also shown to be fairly confident in his own might, not being intimidated when Asmodeus, a fellow Sin, came to Fizzarolli's defense. Though he also shows he seemingly prefers not to fight directly, retreating when his threat to reveal Fizzarolli and Asmodeus' relationship fell flat, suggesting him to be somewhat cowardly despite his bloated ego. He is also known to be lazy as Asmodeus stated that he had not performed anymore clown acts and Blitzo called the last show he attended being an overhyped commercial. The story is that the human reader is minding his/her own business as usual, dealing with his/her own activities or something. Later at night, the reader is tired and is ready to go to bed in the bedroom of his home (on Earth), preparing himself/herself for another mundane day, and he/she tucks himself/herself in and he/she is fast asleep. The reader and the reality then all change/shift (which all happens while the reader is asleep, so he/she doesn't notice that happen), and it all takes place during the reader's sleep (the reader has amnesia during this transformation before waking up as "Fizzarolli", making him/her completely forget his/her human home, life, appearance, and name). The human reader, now a male imp named Fizzarolli (who already has no memory of his previous human name (due to amnesia, so he has permanently forgotten all about his human name and human self) and the reader now already remembers his own name as "Fizzarolli" instead of a human name when waking up), wakes up, but realizes that he is in the backstage's dressing room somewhere, waking up either at Ozzie's (an establishment in the Lust Ring of Hell that is a sexually-centered dinner theater restaurant and club with many imps who provide sexual services, with Asmodeus (also known as Ozzie) running the club and Fizzarolli being the host and star performer) with Asmodeus owning and working there (without Mammon in that place), or waking up at a room at Mammon's Clown Pageant (an event that takes place in the Greed Ring once a year) with Mammon owning and working there (without Asmodeus in that event), making the reader (now Fizzarolli) confused and scared on where was he (he doesn't know how he got here, and he tries to remember how or why he came here, but he can't remember that due to the amnesia he has since falling asleep and waking up as Fizzarolli), and who the reader himself was. He saw himself no longer a human, but now an imp, named "Fizzarolli", who works as a jester (seeing himself with Fizzarolli's imp anatomy (short reptilian snout, slender body with no hair, long devil-like imp tail, etc), outfit, color, etc), also feeling a long prehensile devilish tail (which swishes and curls due to the reader's new muscle memory) where his human tailbone used to be, and his bendy noodle-like robotic limbs (arms and legs, including the also-robotic hands and feet) where his humans arms and legs (including fleshy human hands and feet) used to be; he even hears himself sounding exactly like Fizzarolli, which the reader now really is Fizzarolli. He has even started using swears/profanities, despite having never used bad language before when he was a human, and he keeps swearing despite his attempts to stop swearing and despite telling himself to stop swearing (bad/strong language has become second nature to the reader). Much to his confusion and horror, the reader has already forgotten all about his previous self or name (he asks why he can't remember his old name or self) despite remembering his self and name clearly just last night (he no longer remembered his human name or self because he had a sudden amnesia before he woke up as "Fizzarolli"), and he had already started remembering himself as "Fizzarolli", as well as calling himself "Fizzarolli" (for example, the reader tells himself that he's not "Fizzarolli", but then the reader, against his will, tells himself that he indeed is "Fizzarolli" (contradicting what he was saying), much to his horror and confusion (he even tries to think he's not "Fizzarolli" but he instead thinks he is "Fizzarolli"), as he asks himself on why he told himself that he's "Fizzarolli") against his will, despite him once knowing that is not his name, but instead of calling and thinking himself with his former human name (he had already had completely forgotten his human name, due to amnesia he had before he woke up as Fizzarolli), and despite thinking or saying that he is not Fizzarolli, the reader continues calling himself as "Fizzarolli" and thinking that be is "Fizzarolli" (the reader says he is not Fizzarolli and tries to say who he was before, but the reader, against his, will keeps calling himself "Fizzarolli" and thinking that he really is "Fizzarolli"), so he is, both outloud and internally, calling himself "Fizzarolli" instead of his former name against his will (because the name "Fizzarolli" had fully replaced his human name, the name "Fizzarolli" being the only name he could think of) and despite his attempts on remembering and referring himself to his former human name, he could not remember his human home, life, appearance, or name (the reader tells himself that he is not "Fizzarolli", but the reader unintentionally, and against his will, says that he is indeed "Fizzarolli" (he says this in his thought and out loud), much to his horror and confusion, as he asks himself on why he told himself that he's "Fizzarolli"). During his confusion, the reader's memories and personality all begins to warp and completely change, making him dizzy as he hold his head with his robotic arms, hoping that everything that is happening was all just a dream (hoping that he'll wake up back in real life back to normal as a human), and telling himself to remember his human life (including his name), but to no avail (despite him wishing that this is just a dream and his hopes of remembering his human name, human voice, and human life) and the reader keeps calling himself "Fizzarolli" despite his efforts on stopping himself from calling himself that, and despite his attempts on remembering and referring himself to his former human name (despite saying that he's not "Fizzarolli", the reader still keeps calling himself "Fizzarolli" instead of his human name (for example, the reader tells himself that he's not "Fizzarolli", but then the reader tells himself that he is "Fizzarolli", much to his horror and confusion, as he asks himself on why he told himself that he's "Fizzarolli"), due to having completely forgotten his human name and the name "Fizzarolli" (which is now the only name he could think for himself) had fully replaced his human name (this explains why he keeps thinking and calling himself "Fizzarolli" as if that's who he really is, making him ask why he keeps calling himself "Fizzarolli"). The reader is confused on why he cannot remember his human name or his human life, and the reader even can't remember what he used to look or sound like as a human, and the reader also asks on why he keeps thinking and calling himself Fizzarolli (against his will) instead of his human name). His human memories fail and vanish, making him completely forget all about his human self and remembered everything about himself being Fizzarolli, he is happy to know that his human life and self was not real and was only a dream, and knowing that his life as Fizzarolli is his true reality as well as knowing that he had always been a hellborn demon (more specifically, an imp), he knows that he always had a slender body, an imp tail, and a pair of horns (although his horns, before they were damaged, used to be massive before his horns and his limbs were damaged and cauterized by the explosion from the circus fire (with his imp arms and legs being replaced by bendy noodle-like robotic limbs during surgery)), and an impish face; he knew that he has always lived in Hell (since he is an imp and always had been), having always loved Asmodeus (and Asmodeus also had always loved Fizzarolli, showing true affection towards each other (Asmodeus having often held Fizzarolli in his arms gently and affectionately despite Asmodeus's 15 foot height and Fizzarolli's 5.3 foot height)) since he (Fizzarolli) is a boyfriend to Asmodeus, and he has always lived with Asmodeus in Asmodeus's Tower (which connects to Asmodeus's factory in the Lust Ring of Hell, and is the residence of both Asmodeus and Fizzarolli when they're not working at Ozzie's (also at the Lust Ring of Hell)), so he realizes that his memories (of his true self as Fizzarolli) are returning back to him, and the dream of his supposed human life (which he could no longer remember) is fading away since it was just a dream and not real, unlike his real life as Fizzarolli. He initially doesn't know what he was doing, but then remembers that he entered the dressing room (after his previous performance) since he was getting ready for his next performance (he was embarrassed of himself of worrying over nothing (since his human self was only a dream and not real)), so he proceeds to leave the dressing room to prepare his next performance. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story (with some like Fizzarolli even using swear words such as f-bomb words, despite the human reader (before the reader's mental change) never using strong language unlike his new Fizzarolli self, so the reader would not use swears words until the mind/mental change occurs) so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking. Also, it is a POV reader story, so it should not be in an author's point of view (my, I, mine, etc), and it should be from the point of view of the reader (you, your, etc).
Absolutely! Here’s a detailed second-person POV transformation story, rich in introspection, confusion, sensory detail, and dialogue, taking you vividly through the journey of becoming Fizzarolli—including every element you requested. --- You’re so tired you swear your bones might crack. It’s just another drawn-out day, where the glowing blue of your phone is the last color you see before you drag yourself into bed. You toss, turn, and finally settle under the familiar weight of your blanket, eyelids drooping. Tomorrow will be the same, you think. You drift, fast and deep, into unknowing. --- There’s a heavy, plinking sensation—a distant bell. The world around you is somehow warmth and chill at once, the weight of the covers oddly absent—your body doesn’t feel quite like your body, but the thought slides out of mind like a missed call. When your senses finally start to sharpen, you realize, first, how wrong everything feels. The faint tinkle of bells echoes somewhere above your head. You inhale—and that’s another shock; there’s an odd, burny tang in the air, like scorched metal and heavy perfume, and underneath, something utterly inhuman. There’s no comforting scent of laundry detergent or stale coffee; instead, it’s sharp, biting, faintly sweet. Where are you? You groggily open your eyes, expecting a slant of sun across your bedroom, but meet swirling pink and blue neon light. You’re…sitting? No, reclined—on something plush, amidst what looks like a dressing room. Mirrors rimmed in fairy lights blink back at you. A pale blue heart is painted beside the glass. The counter is cluttered with makeup and… Is that a clown horn? No. No, no, no. It twangs in your chest, wires of ice through your blood. This can’t be real. You try—absolutely try—to get up, plant your palms on the plush seat to steady yourself, but they’re not your palms. They’re—smaller? No, thinner. Too flexible. They bend where no human hand bends. Even the very *angle* of your wrist looks wrong; it gleams with smooth, shining metal, a round, glowing blue circle at the shoulder. The lines of your arms—spindly, impossibly thin, more like animated noodles than limbs—curve and tense. They flex wider still with a freakish, telescoping whirr. You freeze, heart hammering. You open your mouth to shout—but the sound that comes out isn’t yours. It’s high, acrobatic. Fast. Sharp and showy. “Wh— Hey! The fuck is going on?!” You clap a hand—no, a *gloved* hand, light on your face, expecting the softness of skin, the squish of fat on cheekbone. But your face—oh God—it’s stiffer. You run your finger (which is jointless, robotic, tipped in a soft black glove) over your jaw: it’s longer. A muzzle that juts out, lined with tiny needle-like *teeth* that flash in the mirror’s reflection, blue-tinted and sharp. Your reflection is staring back at you, and it’s not you. It’s not even *human*. Your head is hairless, covered in massive, familiar burn scars—pale white and rough, framed by a ridiculous, bright, belled jester cap. The cap’s bells jingle when you move—fuck, that’s where the sound’s been coming from. You catch your own—his—eyes in the mirror. They burn lime with black-and-pink irises. Your new mouth falls open in horror and confusion; you see a forked tongue, striped black. You stumble backwards on—on long, impossibly bendy *legs* that click with a metallic whine, feet warped into something black and hooflike. And behind you, a devilish, striped tail flicks and whips through the air, as if eager on its own accord. “No, no, fucking no…” The words tumble out of you, edgy and rapid fire. “I—I’m not… Fuck, I’m not—” You want to say it. Say your *real* name. But what *is* your name? A sharp chill runs down your…spine, yet even *that* feels off, somehow rubbery, like there’s not quite enough weight in your flesh. You clamp down, try to remember, try to reach for the name you’ve had since you were born. It just empties out of you, a blank spot in your thoughts. You hiss—“I’m not… Fizzarolli. The hell…? No, not—” But the protest dies in your mouth. “Stop it. Not Fizzarolli, I’m— I’m—” Fizzarolli. Fizzarolli. It rings through your thoughts, a drumbeat, pounding, relentless. “Wait. Why—why do I keep…? Damn it!” Your own voice echoes, harsh and sing-song. “I’m *not* Fizzarolli! I mean. Fuck. Am I?” The panic claws at your chest. You feel the hysterical urge to laugh, and you choke it back—barely. You grab at your head with noodle-thin arms, lost and dizzy. Everything *spins*—not just the light, but your memories too. You know you were someone before—weren’t you? But the more you search, the more scattered it all becomes—fragments slide away, ungraspable, leaving only a pricking emptiness in your mind. Who are you? You want to shout. Your mind claws desperately at shadows: *My home—where is it? My—* (You blink.) *My phone? My—what? What was my name? Why can’t I…?* “I’m not Fizzarolli—” you try to say, but the words stutter, wilt, replaced by a grating certainty: “Of course I’m Fizzarolli! Who else would I be, stupid fuckin’ dumbass?” The insult flicks out with a sharp edge, unbidden. You slap a robotic hand over your mouth. “No! No, I don’t talk like that, I’m not—!” But you *do* talk like that, don’t you, Fizzarolli? (Fizzarolli. Fizzarolli. Fizzarolli. The name waltzes through every thought like confetti.) With each second, the confusion softens into a strange haze. The anxiety begins to curl at the edges—your personality is slipping, flipping like a switch. Suddenly, the idea of being any different (different hair, voice, home, God, even *body*?) is preposterous. You can remember nothing else. A flickering sense of showmanship flickers in its place—a sharp clever wit, a hunger for the next bit. The weight of the jester’s collar on your neck feels right, familiar—even the scar that stretches almost entirely over your face tugs with old familiarity, not pain. *What the fuck was I freaking out for?* you think. You feel a strange relief. Right—there was no other place but Hell, no childhood but the circus, nothing but the greasy lights of Ozzie’s. You glance at yourself in the mirror again, a cocky smirk automatically twisting your blue-lit mouth. “C’mon, Fizz, quit starin’—gonna be late for the show.” The sound is *your* voice now, crude, fast, and musical. Your tail flicks, impish and pleased. Your recent, wild panic dissolves into embarrassment. What a joke—that weird-ass dream, where you were some boring, human nobody with no tail, no fame, no Ozzie—ha! Just a whim of your overactive, show-besotted brain. You stand, fully at home in your brilliantly colored clown suit, bells jingling. You throw a few quick airhorn noises for good measure and juggle a trio of makeup bottles one-handed with perfect ease, grinning at your own reflection. You can feel your memories as Fizzarolli filling the cracks: Watching the ring lights come up in Mammon’s theater, hearing the crowd roar your name at Ozzie’s, spending late, tangled, tender hours in Asmodeus’s arms in the dark, vast comfort of your shared home. You remember every joke (“Hey babe, wanna see what else my arms can do?”), every rolling, rollicking performance, Asmodeus’s huge hands cupping your back as you laugh against his chest. The pain of the fire that almost took you, the pride in every standing ovation, the glint of Mammon’s teeth and the hot slap of the circus stench. You don’t remember being human. You know—*with total certainty*—that was all just a dream. Ozzie’s is your life. Your own voice, with its lewd charm and biting wit, is the only one you’ve ever had. There’s a knock on the dressing-room door—a polite, deep baritone you know too well. “You in there, Fizzie, babe?” calls Asmodeus. “Show’s in five. Don’t keep us waiting, huh?” You feel your burnt cheeks flush under their pale mask. “Gimme a minute, Ozzie! Can’t rush fuckin’ perfection!” you shout, voice all show and swagger. He laughs, the sound rattling the mirror’s glass, warm and *so* familiar. “You’re damn right, little joker.” You whirl, snatch your jester bell hat, and pull it low. The panic is gone. This is where you belong. The lights, the laughter, the roaring crowd out there—not the dim, miserable world of some forgotten dream. Time to shine, frog-boy. --- **End.** --- If you’d like a version starting with Mammon’s event, let me know! Let me know if you want to include a later encounter with either Asmodeus or Mammon for more dialogue or interaction.
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