The Thirteen Hell Genma Instruments: The Radio Demon?

[Octopus Garden]

"Let Mister Fox know that I'm still around, I'm back and I'm beaming, the radio demon's in town."

The voice was odd-sounding, it had a crackled effect, as though spoken over the radio. How exactly had he done that? Okistar had asked themselves. "Ah, that shouldn't be too difficult I would imagine, you could easily do it with minimal Vibration chakra, and, with practice, you could even learn to do it through very incredibly specific and focused taijutsu."

"Really?"

"Oh yea, for sure."

Okistar woke up, he had had the most insane dream he had had since the sealing had taken place.

He could hear the voice as clear as day, and he knew he needed to make it his own, it was to be his, a forbidden Jinrai tail of old, a great evil Jinrai master with a crackled radio voice that struck fear into the hearts of mortals with ease. Konegu sought it for his own, secretly, Akistar was the best host to ever receive such a boone, a blessing, a curse, a gift from the gods of ichor and chakra and all that be. The Hell Genma purred as Akistar began to practice the technique, and, true as he thought, he would begin with very minute amounts of pink Vibration chakra, and, to touch, he would blend it with a bit of red Autonomous hell chakra. With practice, the red chakra would program his boy and aid in the training. How? It just, did. Really, he didn't know, but the autonomous function of it allowed it to assist in ways that didn't ever make sense to him, but made perfect and exact sense to Konegu, whom controlled it as an extension of existence itself. Autonomous assisted taijutsu function, is what he had called it.


He started singing, and Konegu himself thought that it was beautiful, and it was at that moment that Konegu knew, truly, in its heart of hearts, that this Jinrai really was the chosen one, the one that had been written about in the oracle engine, the forbidden idol stollen long ago by Sungakure.

"This world is mine! I'm jumping up the ladder, it's nothing but a matter of tiiiiiime!" His voice cracked with the radio effect and rang through most lovely, with a nice jazzy sound in the background.

"I'm jumping up the ladder it's nothing but a matter of time."

Two little red figures formed as he sang, mimicking his singing in a much, much lower bass tone and acting out a dance as the song and performance continued.

"Where treachery and treason is just another reason to shine," One of the two red figures stabbed the other one in the back and it fell to the ground, dispersing into a cloud of red mist as the song continued.

Okistar stomped is right foot into the stage platform hard and blood-red flames made of autonomous hell genma chakra shot into the air around him, dancing rhythmically to the music. He continued to play with the voice altering affect, utilizing his own musical training and knowledge in combination with the pink vibration, red autonomous, and just adjusting his vocal cords and tongue, his cheeks, breathing, diaphragm. He continued to play around with it for a bit, until he found a nice spooky one that he liked.

"Like dust on that radio, some day, that's what we'll all be in the wind."

"I live my life like my soul is on stereo, press play, become emulsified in sin."