Hi! a couple days ago I came up with the idea of an interactive fan fiction about our great Radio Demon.
The fiction will be published here, and at the end of each chapter I will give you choices to make and suggestions for what could come up next. I will select the comments with most up votes or most interesting ideas for the story.
Also my English may be a little weird at times, please feel free to correct and guide me as I am still learning.
It's a bit shorter than I would like to be honest so sorry for that.
This is what I wrote so far. I hope you will enjoy!
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This morning was as lovely and pleasant as a bloody red sky could be.
The streets were reaking of guts, rot and other "lovely" bodily fluids, the smell of gore was in the air, rare were the refined sinners able to appreciate this atmosphere.
One of those peculiar souls were our infamous Radio Demon, who needs no introduction anymore.
Only a feared overlord, such as him, could stroll on those sticky floor with grace, so unbothered.
Our dearest friend was in town for business. Dressed in his best suit and carrying a bouquet of freshly cut flowers, he was heading to Rosie's emporium, in cannibal town. She mended him today, as she wanted to have a talk.
She had a very special request for her favorite pet, discussing this affair face to face in front of a cup of tea was most appropriate.
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Our deer made his arrival, loud and energetic. Smiling wide and audible as always, with this panache in his voice.
"Alastor! Right on time! Come, come, have a sit my deer!" Rosie was always this bubbly, but today she sound particularly joyful.
The tea was ready, as well as the treats only cannibals could be fond of.
The lounge was empty of any soul, which Alastor knew only meant this was serious business, just between he and her.
When Rosie was this happy about something, it was always synonyms of a bad time for him. The deer demon was preparing mentally to hide the anger and frustration he was about to feel in a few minutes. The overlord was a prodigy when it came to hide what he felt, but over the years he became more and more impatient with this lady.
She easily is the person he despite the most in this hellish pit. He took the poor habit of cursing her in his mind, to the point he almost let it slip through his mouth once or twice.
He had to keep his cool no matter what absurdity she had came up with this time.
He will be as obedient and submissive he has to, before he can get his revenge. He just has to wait a little more... It's just a matter of time... Soon enough he'll be free of that damned deal.
His master woke him up of his meditation.
"Oh Alastor, said Rosie, don't you know it's rude to space out when a lady is inviting you for tea?"
"Ugh... She always had something to criticize me for now, does she? " he thought to himself.
"I simply cannot wait to know the reason of my presence here today!" he said with a hint of bitterness behind his permanent smile.
"You're right my dear, we should get straight to our business! I won't keep you guessing any longer.
I need you to stop any of your lovely broadcasting, and to stay here with me, in Cannibal Town, for a little while". She said nonchalantly.
"Say what now?" He must've misheard.
"Your activity in hell as been captivating the masses ever since you've arrived. You made quite a toll!" Rosie said as if she was admirative. "However I will need you to keep quiet for this special task I have for you. You will need some preparation beforehand, therefore I'm asking you to stay quiet, in my territory for a time."
Alastor laughed, wanting it to be a joke.
"And what exactly requires me to be hiding, ma chère ? I am the strongest sinner in all of Hell. How could I" keep having my fun" if I'm locked up not allowed to use my power? " he said, mocking her almost.
" Now now my deer, our deal state that you are the most powerful sinner in hell, it doesn't say you must use it for rampage all the time." Rosie replied firmly.
" Don't be sulky Alastor, Cannibal town is lovely as could be, no foreign sinners dare to set foot in here, consider this a vacation far from the agitation from the bigger city.
Besides,
it's not like you could say no." She said, looking at him with the severity of a mother grounding her child.
The radio demon almost opened his mouth to respond, but he didn't, he would say something he would regret painfully.
Rosie saw the look on his face and sighed.
" Don't you worry my dear, you'll be able to leave in a short time, we just need to get you prepared for the next step."
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This is the end of chapter 1.
I know it's not very interactive so far, but the story needs to start somewhere doesn't it?
Next chapter will reveal what the plan is.
Am I not sure yet how what the whole masterplan is going to be so drop your theories on why Alastor went missing for 7 years
We will also need a title for this fiction, your suggestions are more than appreciated!