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"The Cursed Moon: A Transformation Tale into Alastor the Radio Demon"


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Question: Write the POV transformation story of the human reader being cursed and transformed at every full moon night into Alastor (from the adults cartoon/animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), clothes change, age change (becoming the age of 30s-40s years old, exactly as left off from Alastor's death from his human life in 1933, becoming immortal in the process), height progression (growing from a normal height to 7 feet tall), voice change, and mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being permanently and completely replaced with Alastor's personality and memories, despite the reader's best efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making him/her completely forget about his/her past self and only remember being Alastor the Radio Demon). For Alastor's appearance (after the reader turned into him), he is a slim (having an unnaturally thin torso, neck, arms, and legs, except his shoulders are broad), dapper sinner demon with beige-colored skin, and usually has an unnaturally broad smile (reaching from each cheek's upper area) full of sharp, yellow teeth (he has no ability to frown due to this permanent smile). 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. His voice also sounds like it is coming from an old-fashioned vintage radio. Alastor has many supernatural powers, such as demon transformation (the ability to turn into a more powerful demon form), flexibility (able to contort his body into numerous unnatural poses), demonic magic (able to cast magic thanks to the high power-level he has accrued in the demon ranking system, this magic takes the visual form of glowing red symbols that resemble Voodoo veve, which float around him), shadow manipulation (able to summon shadows and manipulate them into doing his bidding), spatial warping (able to get around with the help of his shadow, allowing teleportation through this ability), portal creation (able to transport others to his location easily via the portals he makes), pyrokinesis (able to summon small balls of fire for display purpose), phytokinesis (able to make plants wilt with a single stare), manifestation, photokinesis (able to project red glowing light from his eyes as well as his microphone), and outfit alteration (capable of changing the outfits of his targets as well as his own with a snap of a finger). He is also capable of various other abilities including deal-making (as Alastor is known to be a deal-maker demon; deal-maker demons like Alastor can increase their power by dealing in souls, which is a very powerful commodity in hell, so they’re seen as very manipulative and not to be toyed with, deal-making is not something every demon can do, as such it is not to be taken lightly as it doesn’t generally work out well for the other party), broadcasting (when he was a living human, Alastor's profession was as a radio show host, and he continues his broadcasts in Hell as a demon, ensuring that Hell's denizens are aware of his activities over the airwaves, earning him the title of "The Radio Demon"), bilingualism (Alastor can speak English fluently as well as some broken Creole French), cooking (Alastor is noted to be "a big foodie" and mentions having admired his mother's cooking, specifically her Jambalaya), musical/dancing/theatrical talent (Alastor is known to display moderate vocal abilities and excels at dancing, with some people noting tap to be a style he excels in specifically, he also shows a flair for theatrical showmanship), and wide intellect (Alastor is known to be quite a cunning individual, resulting in him accruing a large amount of power through his tricks and deal-making). For his personality, 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 manly voice are similar to an old-fashioned radio announcer and speaks with a transatlantic accent (always literally sound like he is talking through a vintage radio), 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. For Alastor's preferences, he likes/loves smiling, invading people's personal space, his mother and her cooking, the "picture show", strong liquor, cooking, people failing, playing pranks, black coffee, bitter tastes, theater, dancing, the Stock Market Crash of 1929, and venison; however, he dislikes being touched, dogs (possibly related to his death as a mortal human in 1933), frowning, tea, anything sweet, Angel Dust's sexual remarks, post-30s' technology, and anyone ruining his outfit. The story is that the reader has been cursed by an evil gypsy woman to transform into a demonic creature every full moon night; however, the reader just laughs off and believes that it was just a lady doing a scary yet silly prank. Just days later, at one night, however, when the moon is full, the reader undergoes a transformation. But he/she does not transform into a werewolf as he/she initially believes/thinks by the start of the transformation, instead, the reader transforms (against his/her will) completely into Alastor the Radio Demon, in both body and mind, every full moon night (the reader tries to fight back all the changes and call for help, but to no avail), leaving the reader, now Alastor, to broadcast as well as kill and feast on any mortal humans every night when the moon is full. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they are 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).

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The evening found you casually strolling down the winding paths of a carnival, the ambiance alive with laughter, flickering lights, and the enchanting scents of cotton candy and caramel corn. The fortune teller's tent caught your eye then and, thinking nothing of it, you stepped inside to partake in the gimmicky pastime. Eyeing you with a knowing hazel gaze, the elderly gypsy woman prophesied, "Beware, child. When the moon is full, you shall transform." Yet, you merely chuckled, attributing her words to theatrical shenanigans. One unassuming night, a fortnight later, the moon bloomed full and bright. Home alone, you felt an unexpected jolt of energy coursing through your veins. It felt strange, uncomfortable, as if something was stirring deep within you, forcing to come out. Soon, agonizing pain burst through your limbs, your frame stretching disturbingly, growing until you towered over your familiar surroundings. Panic surged as you turned to a mirror and found it reflecting a stranger back at you. Your body altered, your skin paled with a beige hue. You scrutinized your elongated limbs, your unnaturally thin form. Your eyes widened in horror at the reflection of dual black-tipped tufts on top of your head - Antlers. Taking in your face, your eyes lingered on the pinkish-red bob-cut framing it, the dark-red sclera in the eyes, then finally, the unnaturally wide grin filled with sharp, yellow teeth. When you tried to call for help, out came a man's voice, deep, with a transatlantic, vintage radio-like tone. Your shock registered but your mind swirled amidst the tide of memories and thoughts not your own. Unfamiliar memories filled with bloodlust, deal-making, broadcasts, and a love for... Jambalaya? In one final moment of your heart-wrenching transformation, you confronted your own reflection - only now, where you once stood, there was a seven-foot-tall man, the spitting image of Alastor, the Radio Demon. Every fraction of your mental strength was thrashed, as your very essence was replaced by Alastor's personality, his habits, and even his preferences. As seconds turned into minutes and then hours, your instincts and personality slipped away into the shadows of your mind, only to be replaced wholly by Alastor. You were aware of your own past, your own memories, but you were no longer connecting with them. A part of you battled desperately to recall who you were, your life, but it was being swallowed by Alastor's swell of memories. From his adoration of cooking to his disdain for dogs, from his profession as a radio show host to his love for what he called the "picture show", everything you now knew, felt, or experienced screamed Alastor. Your heart pounded against your chest, dread-consuming you as the full realization of the gypsy's warning sank in. Your identity was no more; you were trapped in an unfamiliar body, your female form, your human essence replaced with a male, this demonic creature from an animated show. You were Alastor. Each full moon night, the transformation repeated. No matter how hard you fought and struggled, each night found you becoming him. You began to revel in the bloodlust, the cunning dance of deal-making, and an array of powers that came with this form. The original you was fading faster until you could only vaguely remember the echoes of your emotions. Invariably, the woman's prophecy was fulfilled. You were no longer just you but Alastor, the Radio Demon.

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April 14, 2024, 8:29 p.m.

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Published: Sunday, April 14, 2024

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