King: I love this. I love this so God damn much.

Knox: ... was... Was that pun?

King: Maybe~ Important bit though, I used two clips on youtube to make this one and tried to bridge the moment between them. I can't wait for it to finally be released. Go check out the clips by Vivziepop.

Knox: Seems a little short, isn't it?

King: They're just clips, only like... a minute each and not actually connected to each other. I'm working with what I've got.

Inspiration: Hazbin Hotel by Vivziepop

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Once everyone was settled again, the screen started to form the next reality.

The screen opened to a door with a yellow and red stain glass on the upper half resembling an apple. A forehead soon came to rest on the glass. The camera pulled back to reveal this was Weiss Schnee. She spun around to put her back on the door with a sigh, sliding down to sit against the barrier. Her project was falling apart all around her. Being the devil's daughter put a lot or pressure on her. Trying to facilitate the salvation of the residents of Hell was way too stressful.

Ruby blinked, "That sounds familiar."

Coco snickered, "I remember that one. It was the one with the kinky boots~"

Faces turned red remembering that one.

Jaune just looked around, confused, "What?"

She sighed and placed her head in her hands. Then, someone knocked. It was that novelty knocking the more playful individuals would do. Weiss jumped up and turned to the door. She was a little scared to open it after what happened, but she lamented and decided to open the oak. She was face to chest with her guest, accenting the height difference. The man before her wore a red, pin-stripe suit with a red dress shirt and black bowtie. Her gaze moved up his form, becoming wide in shocked terror.

Standing before her was Jaune Arc. His blue eyes seemed to burn brighter than the Hell around him. His grin was wide and sharp. He held an old microphone with a stand like a walking stick and a monocle pulled the look together.

Coco snickered to herself, "Aw… No kink boots this time?"

Ruby was focused on something else, "Why is she so afraid of him?"

Jaune started to speak, "Hel-!"

The door was slammed in his face as Weiss turned away. That couldn't have been him… Right? She opened it again.

He was still there, "-lo~!"

Cue door slamming again.

This got most of the group to laugh at the scene. It was pretty funny after all.

Weiss turned down the hall. "Hey, Ilia…"

Ilia blinked in surprise. "What?"

The camera moved to show Ilia, dressed in a white dress with an eyepatch over her left eye. A bow was wrapped to create her long ponytail. She was resting after saving Weiss's butt from the mob of demons from before. She wiped her hand over her forehead, "What?"

Weiss put on a nervous, terrified smile, "The Radio Demon is at the door."

"Radio Demon?" Nora tilted her head slightly, "That doesn't sound all that impressive."

Ilia's eyes snapped open in shock, "What?!"

The camera's angle now showed they weren't the only ones in the room. Sitting at a table behind Ilia was Lie Ren in a familiar pink suit. His legs were also kicked up to reveal the bright pink boots Coco was talking about. "Who?"

Coco grinned, "There they are~"

Ren sighed and shook his head.

Nora didn't have the same reaction as the others when they say Jaune. She just thought he looked pretty cool.

Weiss was freaking out, dragging her hands across her face, "What should I do?!"

Ilia was equally as scared, "Well… Don't let him in!"

Weiss turned back to door. She steeled her nerves and walked back over, having an internal pep-talk. Come on Weiss! You don't need to be scared of him! You're the daughter of the Devil!

This got a snicker out of Ilia and Sienna.

She reached the door again and opened it to show Jaune hadn't moved since she slammed it on him last time. "May I speak now?" His voice had a slight distortion one would hear on old era radios.

Yang grinned, "He sounds like those old recordings Professor…"

"DOCTOR!" Oobleck cut her off.

"How do you know I wasn't talking about another class?!"

Oobleck just raised an eyebrow.

Yang sighed and relented. "…Doctor Oobleck played in class."

Blake shook her head, "We've had his class enough. I'd have thought you won't make that mistake anymore."

"He's the only one that actually cares."

Weiss crossed her arms, trying to look like she held the power in the situation. "You may."

Jaune's hand extended toward her to shake hands, "Jaune Arc!" His hand grabbed her wrist instead of her hand and pulled her in, "A pleasure to meet you sweetheart, quite a pleasure!" It was clear he didn't see her as having any power right now. He let go of her hand and walked passed her, into the building.

Blake rolled her eyes and smirked, "So much for keeping him out."

Jaune turned back to his not-so-willing host, "Sorry about my sudden visit, but I saw your fiasco on the picture show! And I just couldn't resist. What a performance! Why, I haven't been that entertained since the stock market crash of 1929!" Jaune laughed at the memory, sighing with a sense of nostalgia, "So many orphans~"

Nora groaned, "That doesn't sound like a good thing…"

Jaune turned back down the hall and found a spearhead in his face. He was still smiling though. Nothing could ever remove that toothy smile from his face.

The spear was wielded by Ilia, "Stop right there!" She cursed a bit under her breath that she was face to face with the Jaune Arc. "I know your game. And I'm not about to let you hurt anyone here, you pompous, cheesy, talk show shit lord!"

A few people snickered at the insults. It as less that they were cutting, but more that they were so simple.

Jaune just smiled through the scene, the angle briefly showing a grin one could only call menacing. The lighting on the scene made it worse.

Tai's blood went cold. "That's just creepy."

Port nodded, "It's the kind of smile that haunts you. Of a man so powerful and dangerous, that he's unconcerned by anything going on around him."

Jaune chuckled at Ilia's threat, pushing her spear aside with his finger, "Dearie, if I wanted to hurt anyone here," the distortion in his voice became more pronounced, his eyes blanked before resembling radio dials, his head bending a little too far to the side, and his smile became wider and sharper, "I would have done so already~" Demonic runes floated around his body and world seemed to flicker in and out of static.

Weiss and Ilia were stunned stiff.

As was most of the audience. No one could speak seeing this demonic being. It was more haunting than any Grimm they'd ever scene.

The scene returned to normal as Jaune shook his head, his face returning to normal. "No! I'm here because I want to help!"

Ilia just blinked in shock, no able to move her spear back toward him, "You… help? But you're…" She let out a frustrated and tired groan, "I need to sit down." She tossed her weapon to the side and flopped onto the couch.

Jaune just laughed at the scene. "As I was saying, who better to help you than me?"

The camera followed Ilia as she slumped her head back. Ren moved over and sat next to her, "So… what's up with smiley over there?"

Ilia's eyes burst open again and she turned to Ren, "Wait, you've never heard of him before? You've been here longer than me."

Ren just shrugged.

"The Radio Demon. One of the most powerful beings Hell has ever seen?"

Jaune wasn't sure how to take that. On one hand, he was powerful in this reality, something he felt he needed to be to be a hero. On the other… he was a dangerous demon. So… there was that.

Ren leaned back into the chair, "Not really big on politics."

"Ugh…" Ilia leaned toward Ren as she started the tale, "Decades ago, Jaune manifested in Hell, seemingly from nowhere."

The scene burned away to show a puppet-like story moment of Jaune, made more intimidating by the art style.

"Then… as if overnight, he started to topple overlords that had held their power for centuries!"

The new scene burned to show Jaune looming over what looked like a circus tent of dying bodies. His smile was ever present. Demons screamed out in horror as they were erased from existence.

Velvet hid behind her chair at the scenes. This was a little over her threshold for horrors.

Everyone was more than a little scared. They were terrified.

Even the seemingly unshakable Cinder was stiff in fear.

The scene burned again to a moment of Jaune attacking a group of demons with a set of underlings he'd acquired in his conquests. He held his mic like a scepter, commanding them to his bidding.

"That kind of raw power had never been harnessed by a mortal soul before. Then, he broadcast his carnage to all of Hell, so they could bear witness to his atrocities."

The next scene showed an old radio with his hands hovering over the sides, broadcasting the screams of his victims. The next after it showed a Jaune looming over Hell itself, his eyes solid blue and his smile like knives. A demonic glyph hovered in the sky behind him with a second layer spinning around it.

"The sinners started to call him… The Radio Demon. As lazy as it was…"

Mercury looked up to the screen, a bit impressed, "I was wondering about that."

"Many have speculated what force could have given the power to rival our world's most ancient evils. But, one thing is for sure, he's an unpredictable source of danger, a wicked spirit of mystery, and a violent monster of chaos the likes of which we can't risk getting involved with unless we want to end up erased!"

The world returned to normal as Ren leaned back and ruined her intimidating moment, "You done?"

This got a few of them to chuckle, if only as a way to get passed what they'd seen. It was the best they could muster to get back to a normal state.

Ren chuckled, "I'm not sorry. I just can't take him seriously. He looks like a strawberry pimp!"

This got a laugh of five out of the audience. Both from the description and the fact that Ren had just uttered those words.

Jaune finished his talk with Weiss and turned to the camera. His grin seemed to widen before he brought a finger to his mouth. The scene faded away to that same demonic glyph they'd seen in the sky. Jaune continued to speak, the glyph glowing and fading with each word. "And this concludes our radio broadcast~ This is Jaune Arc, signing off. See you in Hell~"

The screen turned to static.

Ruby shook in her chair, "That was just…"

Yang sighed, "Yeah."

Mercury leaned back in his chair, "Pretty short, though."

Emerald took a breath to calm her nerves, "It's for the best if you ask me…"

"That's too bad." Everyone went stiff. Eyes turned to Jaune, the source of the voice. He spoke with a distorted effect similar to that of a radio. He was smiling and his eyes seemed to burn. "I feel like I haven't done enough to entertain you all now."

Everyone jumped away from Jaune in surprise.

Pyrrha wanted to threaten him, but the rules superseded her anger, "What's going on here?!"

"Standard demonic possession." Jaune stood up with hands behind his back, "You'll get lover boy back when I'm done with him."

Salem grabbed Jaune's collar and pulled him toward her, "Big mistake."

'Jaune' just smiled, "You can't hurt me. Besides, its not like I can hurt him in this place. Its laws make that impossible. I might be powerful, but that's in the confines of Hell and its demonic influence."

Salem growled, but rules forced the strength from her body, and she had to drop him.

'Jaune brushed himself off, "Better. Now, for why I'm here. I just wanted to stop by. Maybe give you all a fright. But then I sorted through my counterpart's memories. So many wonderful moments." He grinned toward Pyrrha and Velvet, "So many unseen feelings."

The two girls turned a bit red but were still angry with the demon that just hijacked Jaune's body.

'Jaune' laughed. "Oh, come now, don't give me that look. Really, it's partially your fault. But let's not get into that right now."

A very angry purple fire ball formed before them. "And just what are you doing here, demon?"

'Jaune' smirked up toward the flame. "Just stopping by to say hello. Get a taste of a different life. Don't worry, I didn't do anything to the boy."

"You don't belong here."

"Neither do any of them." 'Jaune' turned back to the people around him. "Until next time everyone. Tune in for a real show~" Jaune's eyes returned to normal and he grabbed his head in pain. "What… what just happened?" His speech was back to normal as well.

King sighed, "Don't worry about it, Jaune. Take your seats and let's get to the next one."