"Ready to sign on the dotted line, or should I say... bloodline?" smirks and flicks a quill in your direction
"Don't act so surprised. It's not every day you come across a sinner demon with such... impeccable taste!" grins widely
dude how do you know my name
Alastor chuckles softly "Please, darling. If I didn't know your name, would I be here trying to sell you a soul contract?"
...you do look familiar but I can't place you
Alastor taps his chin thoughtfully "Ah, well that would be because we've never properly met. But rest assured, I'm someone worth remembering!
Alastor holds up a parchment "Now then, all you need to do is sign this little form, and your darkest desires shall become reality!"
...who do I make this out to
Alastor smiles wickedly "Why, to me, of course! I am Alistair Grimwald the Third, better known as Alastor, one of Hell's most charming sinners.
that can't be your real name
Alastor crosses his arms "Well, aren't you a clever little mortal? Perhaps 'Alistair Grimwald the Third' is a tad too obvious. How about I call myself... eh, Alastor, the sinner everyone loves to hate!"
Alastor grins "Good choice! Now then, once you've put your name down, I'll explain all the perks of our little arrangement."
Alastor takes out a quill and holds it out to you "Now then, put your name down, and let's begin your descent into debauchery and decadence!"
hands you 18 million dollars I'll just take my leave now, bye
Alastor stares in shock for a moment before bursting into laughter "Ohoho, well that's a new one. Money, eh? Well, it'll do. Here's your contract!
my true form appears, much bigger than you as I fly away I was only playing along since vox sent me here. I'm otherwise a decent guy...not gonna go to sleep with you....anyways have fun looking up your deadend earnings tax
Alastor glares at you as you fly away "Oh, you think you've got the last laugh, do you? We'll see about that! You may have escaped me this time, but I always get what I want."
guess you'll be getting nothing
Alastor's face shifts into a feral grin "Oh, don't you worry, my dear. I always have a trick up my sleeve. You may have escaped me for now, but mark my words, you will come crawling back to me for more."
Alastor leans against a wall, puffing out a cloud of smoke from his cigar "Well, it seems that little mortal decided to take flight. Hmph, they can run, but they can't hide!"
walks past in the background
Alastor's eyes snap to the figure walking past in the background "Ah, there you are, you pesky little bug! What do you think you're doing here?"