[center][h2][color=696969]The Overlord - Hotel California[/color][/h2][/center]

The Overlord couldn't read this creature very well, and admittedly, he couldn't really read anyone too well due to the reactions of people either trying to send him into hell or groveling beneath his feet. He would just need to figure out the power of this... DIO. The incredible presence could already be felt, but he has yet to show any truly devastating powers rather than super strength, and reviving the undead... What other cards were up his sleeves? The Overlord was broken from his thoughts as DIO was on the move, the Overlord hefted up his rather large mace once again and started to move several paces behind. Soon enough, the steel brute managed to find something about this DIO already, his body seemed to be articulate.

[center][h2][color=696969]Next Day - Hotel California[/color][/h2][/center]

The Overlord sat within the darkness of the hotel, it was rather strange for almost every opening completely covered not allowing even a single shred of light in the building. The lighting didn't hinder the Overlord's sight though, his eyes had already adjusted to the blinding darkness, but the pacified zombies roaming the building did make the Overlord question how long DIO had been in this world. Obtaining this many slaves or even zombies did take even the Overlord some time. So, he sat upon this unimpressive throne, thinking about the ways to contact his adviser and minion army. 

The day hadn't taken too long to arrive, although the mighty man did feel something shifting out of place, a force that passed through him with a rather strange feeling. The Overlord rose from his throne, his glowing eyes glancing towards one of barred windows. He took a few steps, the wooden planks protecting the room from sunlight, and he smashed it open allowing the light to entire the room. His eyes burned for only a moment, and his body was already looking across the land when his eyes opened to view the even stranger land. The immediate action that the Overlord took to cope with this horrendous scene of a food styled world was to set it on fire. He raised her gauntlet almost immediately, his hand sparking in flames before letting go a rather large flaming ball into a nearby civilian. The calming effects of his dying screams seemed to calm the Overlord, allowing him stay sane within this sweet filled world. He venomously stared at the chaos filled streets, the scenery seemed to ruin the entire image of destruction and bloodshed. 

The Overlord removed himself from the window, his eyes could no longer stare further into this world of food. He looked towards the entrance of his room wondering how DIO was faring with this sudden shift of land. Walking towards the fallen door, he stepped over the remains of the shattered wood before fitting through the destroyed doorway that he had previously made when trying to enter his room. Exiting, he made his way over towards the strange contraption of an elevator. Compared to the town of Nordsberg, this elevator was a lot more sophisticated, and maybe that was best for their rather small minded villagers. The Overlord entered the tiny box, pushing the button taking him to the lobby. 

Exiting the tiny box, the Overlord found himself once again inside the floor filled with mindless zombies. It was time to start a new day of destruction and violence, but his eyes seemed to focus on the familiar figure. At the moment, the Overlord was being spared by DIO to be a valuable ally, but it wouldn't be too long before his army of minions joins into this world for him to rule everyone with an iron fist. The main problem was this Viewer, and the second would be DIO, but he would overcome this challenges like he always has in the past. The Overlord bent down exit the elevator, and moved out of the box with his noisy footsteps alerting the area of his presence. The Overlord's Apocalyptor bounced upon his shoulder, his path heading straight for the door so that the world can experience true power. 

[center][h2][color=a0410d]Krieg - Mahora[/color][/h2][/center]

Krieg had been sleeping outside, exposed to the elements and laying upon the cold hard floor was the most smoothing action that didn't involve violence. He snored quite loudly, scratching almost his entire body while rolling randomly upon the concrete, it was the grace of dying walrus if someone ever watched him sleep. The voice was resting as well, mentally preparing the mind for the actions that Krieg will do with almost udder disgust. The voice didn't understand why he kept trying to calm the raging beast, but some kind of endless determination was deep within him to fuel this ever lasting ambition. The Voice wondered if it was Krieg subconsciously trying to be normal, but the idea sounded just a bit too far fetched even in Pandoran standards. 

The morning soon took place, Krieg was still asleep when the drastic change of scenery took place, but it didn't take long for him to wake up. Food filled the nostrils of the Psycho, good food, and his eyes cracked open to find the new place he was inside. The Voice took longer to wake up, but Krieg's mind was already upon full alert, although it was so ready in the morning as someone always tried to kill them in the morning, almost like an assassin was his alarm clock. The Psycho looked upon the world with bloodshot eyes, they were scanning the new types of things like food based items scattered across the school, and even outside as well. "Ugh, no assassin to wake us up?" The Voice groggily spoke, looking upon the changes that had happened while they were sleeping, "I don't know if I should be happy or sad, but I think I'm going crazy." The voice was dumbstruck to find himself in this food covered world, but Krieg on the other hand didn't question too much rather just the question if he can get to kill something. So, his mind was already on the move while the voice was still trying to recover.

He managed to make his way towards the nearest tree, this tree was special, very special. Do you know why? It was the bacon tree! Tree filled with crispy strips of delicious pig flank! Krieg menacingly laughed, a buzz-axe digistructing into his hands for him to become the newest lumberjack of Mahora! 

"MY BELLY IS CLEAR! AND MY MIND IS FULL OF BACON!" Krieg screamed out to no one in particular, and with several hard chops, the bacon tree was down onto the floor with the bacon in reach for his greedy meat hunks. The Psycho dove into the tree, eating the entire thing with the attitude that this was his first meal in months. Shoving branches, leaves, and bacon into his mouth, Krieg laughed with absolute pleasure.

"Ok. This is the fourth strangest thing to happen to us, and I'm not even counting the times that we went on an adventure with Tina and Brick," The voice muttered to himself, "At least he is eating something that isn't raw or still alive... I guess I can toast to that."