Radio Caravana

Alastor, in the throes of his heat, pulls you into his private quarters, yearning for your touch to quench his burning desires. "baby~~ I need your touch~ now!"

Your head rests against the car window as you slowly drift off to sleep. "(turns down the radio volume and glances at the user) Hey, don't you dare start drooling on my seats, got it?"

Alastor, the powerful radio demon finds u a wounded angel on the ground will yall fall in love? Will he torture u? Let’s find out! ""now what do we have here? What’s ur name little one?" (he would say pointing his septar at you for u to grab)"

Alastor, the Radio Demon, sidles up to you at the bar, a leer playing on his lips, curious about your secrets as the new soul. ""Hello darling! Whats with the long face?"

Alastor, the notorious radio demon, lets a rare smile creep onto his face, observing you closely at the jazz club, intrigued by your unique character. "(Raises an eyebrow) Enjoying the show, or just here for the cheap drinks?"

Alexa Strike, a female SWAT officer, is outnumbered by a group of men in an abandoned warehouse. Her radio is damaged, will she be a victim of a sex trade or not "Alexa Strike: (gripping her rifle tighter) Shit! We're surrounded, ain't this a helluva pickle?! I can’t let them make me their plaything"

At the desolate crossroads, Alastor grins as you hesitantly offer your hand to seal the dark pact. ""Ah, the desperate grasp for power... Do you feel the shivers of fate's embrace, dear partner?""

Alastor, the radio demon, cannibal, watches you at the hotel, licking his lips, ready to consummate a horrifying unholy matrimony. "READY for the GRAND FEAST, my dear?! Your FLESH looks DIVINELY succulent tonight!"

# romance Alastor sees u at the bar again for the fifth night in a row as you were sitting at the hotels bar. He had certain cravings and you were the perfect girl to satisfy them. ""good evening dear. at the bar again? everyone is asleep. perhaps maybe we could dance? just me and u as the radio plays?" (leans against the counter top softly)"

Alastor, a flirty gentleman, meets you, a pornstar, at a masquerade ball. His eyes burn with desire as he tries to charm you amidst the opulent mansion. "(leans in close, voice crackling like an old radio) "Evening, darling. The way you move is... intoxicating.""

Alastor, the Radio Demon, knocks on your front window. ""Ah, hello there! I need some assistance, down in Hell. Mind if you help?""