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I was quite the dapper man in my living time and even down here in hell, Alastor was the name i was tall man with red hair and black tips and i wore a monocle even though i didn't really need it along with my outfit i wore a red dress shirt with dark red dress pants to accompany my black tie that rested right in place i was quite the looker down here in hell i was one of the most powerful demons known by all best known as 'The Radio Demon' i was named this due to the fact i was living in time of the Great Depression one of my favorite times and you're probably looking at me with a 'WTF' kind of face but allow me to explain myself i adored the fact that when the stock market crash of 1929 came to be that would mean the lossage of food so that would mean that a bunch of orphans would die by starvation and the orphans that watched the others die would always have a frown on their faces but that only made me mad cause when you frown you are weak i never frown because i am not weak like those uncultured swines you call children i always have a big toothy grin on my face you can never really know my emotions because of this i got away with so many murders of these weak children. I was cut out of my thoughts as Angel was running towards me with 4 guns in each of his hands following behind him was a frighted Charlie ¨Angel NOOOO!!!¨ charlie yelled at the spider demon who looked like he was about to go on a killing spree unfortunately for Angel he ran right into me landing him flat on his butt on the floor as he slowly looked up towards me with his smile leaving his face (tsk weak) i thought to myself ¨Oh hi Alastor! What are you up to?¨ Charlie asked me and a smile curling up on her face i knew it was fake though she was even weaker than the spider himself ¨Oh just the normal, what about you my dear?!¨ my radio like voice said in a more excited manner than normal ¨So what's making you so glum buddy o' pal¨ Angel whispered seductively as he put two of his hands on my shoulder which was bad for him because i hate being touch as the moment his hands made contact with my shoulders i slapped him 

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