[IC] Portal Hoppers *REMAKE*

[Snarfulblast]

"I think you've hit your limit Whipper Snapper." Srg pulls out his sword and summons Bob, and starts to cut down the zombies. Doomers continues to burn the zombies. Kryu stops fighting to observe the others. On the Horizon the first rays of sunlight creep up.

[SephietheEvil]

(Now that I've posted up my villains' profiles...now it begins >:3) "DON'T YOU...hic...TELL ME....hic...WHEN I'VE HAD ENOUGH-hic!" Kiroketsu slurs angrily as he continues to chug down more beer. He seems extremely woozy and about to fall onto the floor in a heap of drunken daze. Ammi continues to unleash her fiery goddess power unto the zombie horde, creating different paths of ash through the zombie crowd. Meora gets her pistol out, loads it with a different type of bullet, and starts shooting. 3 seconds after each bullet hits something, it explodes. "Where did you get those?!" Sephie asks. "Demon black market." Meora responds with a mischievous smirk. "I got something for you too." "Really?!" Sephie squeals with excitement. "I'm not exactly sure this is the time for gift-giving." Felixter blinks at the two best friends. "Relax. This'll be great." Meora pulls out the handle of a knife from her belt, and hands it to Sephie. "Press the button on the side." Sephie does as she's told, and from out of the handle, a large blade slides out. "COOL!" "It gets better. Stab the ground here and press the button again." Meora continues as she keeps shooting zombies, hitting between the eyes nearly every time. Sephie follows her friend's instructions again, and this time, the knife morph and branches out like a tree into several other blades. "Whoa..." "Stab that knife into someone and press the button, and I guarantee that about 80% of their organs will be shredded." Meora snickers. "Why was such a good weapon up for sale...?" Felixter asks. "The owned had problems with the button being push on accident. Like a deadly version of pocket-dialing on a phone." Meora explains. "...Wonderful." Felixter holds his face in his paw with a sigh. "Hmmm...what an interesting little place to find these mutts..." Atop the roof of the Shava Hotel, a lone figure in a raspberry-colored dress stands. She holds onto her witch hat to keep the breeze from blowing it away, though the breeze does blow her long orange curls around anyway. "Playing around with a horde of zombies this big could be deadly to someone if an...'accident' were to occur..." She smiles slyly. Next to her, a raven with green eyes lands. Is shifts into the form of a slightly younger witch with shorter black curls in a dress composed of shades of green. She adjusts her own witch hat a bit. "I see we've found them." The new witch grins menacingly. "What should we do now...Nimika?" "I want you to go back and report to the Master on their location, Natasha. It seems to be only these ones, but I'm sure more of Sephie's little rebel group will show up soon enough. They shouldn't be leaving anytime too soon." Nimika replies. "I'm going to stay here and monitor them all...maybe have a bit of fun, as well." "Yes, Nimika." Natasha bows her head with a cackle, turns back into a raven, and flies off again.

[Snarfulblast]

Hey guys I don't think I invited you guys here. I guess you didn't know that I know when other people enter MY world.

[ShadowVentus]

Current Battle Theme:You Will Know Our Names Hearing a cackle in the distance, Michael turns towards the general direction of the noise just in time to notice a raven flying off. Now making his way towards the hotel, Michael swaps his sword out for a wind tome. "Arcwind!" He calls out as he jumps, receiving a large enough boost from the gales of wind to reach the roof. He then draws his sword once more. "Who are you?" He asks the orange-haired witch before him. The witch, unless she recognizes his voice or apparel, has no way of identifying the tactician unless she can succeed in removing his hood.

[Snarfulblast]

Oy what am I chop liver. I got here first. *uses magic to grab the raven before it can get to far away*

[SephietheEvil]

(Now it gets serious. My replies could drastically become longer >:3 Oh how I love writing villains XD) Sephie's group turns to watch Michael boost his way up onto the roof. They're all stricken with sick surprise when they see who he's addressing. "She followed us here?!" Sephie cries. She knows she really shouldn't be surprised, but Nimika is never a welcome sight. Ever. "Honestly, I'm more surprised it took so long." Felixter mutters, narrowing his visible eye up at the witch. "Well, well...what do we have here? A new friend of Sephie's little rebel group to add to our target list?" Nimika seems quite entertained by the appearance of Michael up on the roof. "Perhaps I'll just have to make note of that, if you prove to be a real concern...but, for now, who I am doesn't really concern you. I'm here for the twins down there, not you." "G-GAH! Let go of me, you swine!" Natasha caws harshly, trying to use her own magic to free herself. "Are you serious? She couldn't even handle that simple of a task? Either my sister is completely incompetent, which is highly likely regardless, or Shava is much different of a world..." Nimika sighs as she glances over at her sister's situation. She doesn't do anything to help, though. "Well, it matters not. I was only sending her away so I could be alone with everyone. The Master already knows of this place and their location, just by us making it here..." "Hai? Well what are you gonna do, then?! It's just you against all of us anyway!" Meora calls up at the witch. "Oh, don't fret, dear. This battle between us certainly won't take long. It'll all be over soon." Nimika replies with a sickly sweet smile. "What do you mean...?" Sephie growls. "Well, the stage seems to already be set for me. All that really needs to happen for everything to get set in motion...is one...good...SHOVE!" In a flash, Nimika holds out her hand, and a force of violent red magic lashes out at Sephie's group on the ground, particularly Felixter and Meora. Felixter attempts to spread out his wings and stop himself, but by then it's too late. He and Meora have been sent flying into a particularly thick cluster of zombies on the field. "FELIXTER! MEORA!" Sephie cries. She's about to go after them, but Ammi holds her back, and then flies after them herself like a black and silver fireball. Nimika jumps back down onto the ground behind Sephie as soon as the coast is clear, pulls her back hard by the hail, and stabs her through the chest with a silver knife from her belt. "There we are. Well then, all of you other strangers have fun, then." Nimika laughs, grabbing up the dead girl, and rushing inside of the hotel. Ammi gets back to safe territory with Felixter and Meora. They look to be unharmed, besides being a bit bruised from the impact. Felixter immediately springs into action. "Ammi, Meora, you stay out here and keep what zombies are left at bay!" Felixter orders. "Hai, Felixter-kun!" Meora nods quickly. Ammi doesn't say anything, and just goes back to frying the undead. "Oooh, this is getting gooooood~!" Amber giggles, watching everything while sharing a bucket of popcorn with Clancy. "Who else do you think is gonna die before this is over?" Clancy asks through his munching. "I hope it gets even more bloody~!" Amber sings. Half-conscious on the dining hall floor, Kiroketsu is roused by a horrible pain in his chest. "W-what...?" He mumbles sleepily, but becomes alert as soon as he sees his chest start to bleed out a dark purple, and gets a feeling like he's fading. "Awwwww, Sephie, not agaaaaaain!" He sobs. Though he knows he's about to come back, he's still annoyed by having to die. With the time he's got left, he taps into Sephie's thoughts. "Oh, good. Nimika's here. Just what I wanted." He huffs.

[Snarfulblast]

Don't worry as soon as the intruders entered they were marked with a special seal. *he pulls the raven to him* And this one will tell me everything, Amber,Clancy I will have need of your talents. Joe:"Hey Whipper Snapper you aint looking to well." Srg: "Hey boss I got her scent should I follow?" Hell yeah I need every one of these guys I can get. Also no one else will be getting in. *stares with fiery anger at the raven* I will personally make sure of it. *he hands the raven to the shadows* Get me all the information you can.

[ShadowVentus]

Seething with anger, Michael sheathes his sword, a shadowy aura beginning to build around him. He then jumps from the roof, landing in front of a large portion of the zombie horde. "Shadow Drive..." The tactician states before he places a hand on the hilt of his sword and, with blinding speed, attacks the massive horde, annihilating them with one strike of his sword without even barely removing it from its sheathe.

[Snarfulblast]

Ah the sun has risen finally. Kryu:"Sir Star asked me to ask you if you would mind me going with Srg?" No no I don't mind just get her back quickly the others will undoubtedly help you. In fact everyone go Groups of two each. Amber,Clancy stay with me we have a prisoner to interrogate.

[Snarfulblast]

Joe: "Hey Whipper Snapper I'll go with you groups of two right?"

[TheGodofTacos]

Gets up out of an chair from deep thinking about something far off to transform into a white dragon then starts for the doors "I'm missing all the FUN!" looks around for any zombie left.

[Snarfulblast]

Ah Eyes I need to ask you something. Did you see this witch get in here? *shows him the witch he captured*

[TheGodofTacos]

studies closely "Not sure maybe."

[SephietheEvil]

"Ngh! Get your hands off of me!" Natasha continues to flap her wings wildly and caw in her raven form. She stops as soon as she's handed over to the shadows for interrogation. "Oh no...not these two..." She morphs herself back into her regular form, and takes a step back from the shadows "Heeeeey, it's Nattie!" Amber cheers. "Hi Nattie~!" "You want her to tell you something?" Clancy looks towards Fedora-man, then back at Natasha with an evil grin. "Are you hiding secrets, Nattie?" "You stay back! I know how to fight you off. I can create light easily enough. Look! The sun's out!" Natasha points towards the sun, hoping they'll look, and be distracted long enough for her to flee into the hotel as well, or maybe use her magic to create her own portal out. The shadows don't move, however. They only walk closer to her. "Oh Nattie, that's not going to work! The sun's rays are too wide-range. Only concentrated light scares us, tee-hee!" Amber giggles. "Come on, Nattie...why don't we play a game?" Clancy adopts an even creepier grin, as does Amber. They move in to grab her wrists with tendrils of shadow from their own bodies. "N-no! Stop! I demand you let me go, r-right this instant, you fools! The Master will send others! They'll come no matter what you do to me!" Natasha cries, trying to pull against them. All the shadows do is laugh... Ammi and Meora watch Michael use his powers to destroy most of the zombies in their wake, taking care to stay well out of his way. Ammi continues manipulating waves of flame to try and wipe out the rest of the horrid creatures. "Nice one, Michael-san!" Meora calls out to him with approval. Inside of the hotel, Nimika sits on the bed of an empty room, licking the blood from her claws. She waits there idly until Felixter flings open the door, enveloped by unmeasurable fury. It only gets worse when he doesn't see his sister anywhere. "What did you do with Sephie?!" Felixter hisses sharply. "I don't know...what DID I do with her, Felixter? There are so many things...so very many gruesome things I could have done. I mean, why would the Master decide to show you any mercy...much less me?" Nimika purrs tauntingly in reply. "I could have killed her and hid her carcass somewhere. I could have taken off her head and hid it in the fridge of the hotel's kitchen. I could have injected her with a new, incurable strain of Demon Rabies and let her go loose. I could have had her possessed by something. I could have fatally poisoned her and hid her somewhere else in the hotel. I could have sent her back off to the Demon Highlands, and she could be getting executed, brainwashed, tortured, or married to the Demon King right this very moment. Who knows? Maybe I'm wearing jewelry right now that holds her soul within right now..." Felixter starts to engage his hellion form, growing horns, bigger wings, and bigger claws. His eye becomes a sharper, icier blue. "You will tell me where she is. Right. Now." Felixter demands. "Ooh, scary...you think I can't do something similar?" Nimika cackles uncaringly. Felixter growles, and moves towards her to strike. The witch is too fast, even with the increased speed of the hellion form, and is choking him while holding him above the ground with her magic. "Silly little boy..." Nimika tsks. "It's not right to hit a girl, you know..." "You're...no girl..." Felixter retorts through his choking. "You're...a...HAG..." Nimika narrows her eyes. "Oh, is that right? Well then-" She suddenly brings him down hard onto the floor, and then slams him repeatedly back and forth from wall to wall of the room, leaving some cracks, but not making too much of a mess. She drops him onto the floor. "It's also not right to address a girl so rudely. My, and I thought you were supposed to be the more polite, gentlemanly twin..." Nimika tsks once more as Felixter struggles to pull himself up. When he gets close, she just slams him back onto the floor again with her magic, and laughs about it. "Nope...I'm not doin' so good...but it's not the beer..." Kiroketsu rasps. His color steadily drains, leaving him a much paler purple than he should be. He closes his eyes with a miserable moan.

[Snarfulblast]

Hmm never mind I need you to go with Michael the other witch that was here took one of the cat deamons.

[TheGodofTacos]

"got it" starts flying up into the sky.

[Snarfulblast]

Joe:"Don't worry I'll use my healing spells." and in an instant Joe's clothes and demeanor change. "While in Jade serpent stance I have great healing magic." He puts his hands on the wound and they start to glow a pale green. There you are Witch. 'In the doorway to the room Feilx went to stands Fedora-man seething with rage' *he raises his hand to where her neck is and slowly uses his magic to crush her windpipe*

[ShadowVentus]

Receiving Meoru's approval just fires Michael up even more, a smirk now on his face. "Time to tip the scales...Roar of the Shadow Dragon!" He says as he lets out a blast of shadows loose on most of the remaining zombies, obliterating them where they stand. This attack causes his hood to come off, revealing his white hair and brown eyes as he turns to face the others. "We have to get in there and help Sephie and Felixter." He states as he unsheathes his sword once more, decapitating a few zombies that try to attack with a backslash behind him.

[Snarfulblast]

Srg: "Heh said you were good didn't I." he smirks revealing his sharp fangs.

[SephietheEvil]

"Hell yeah, Michael-kun! Ikou!" Meora nods in agreement when the zombies have been taken care of. She turns and runs into the hotel. Ammi gives Michael a warm smile before turning and hurrying after Meora. Inside, she quickly tries to scent out anyone familiar. "I think Felixter is down that hall." Ammi says finally. Both of them run in that direction. "Man...I really hope some of our other friends get here soon." Meora comments on the way there. "So do I. If things are getting this bad here...I worry what they might be doing to our friends back home..." Ammi murmurs with concern. Nimika doesn't seem too worried or surprised by the appearance of the angry Fedora-man, until she suddenly feels her windpipe being strangled. Felixter uses the chance to get himself up, and race off to find his sister. Nimika watches with a smile. "He'll...never..." She croaks. Then, she goes limp. A black apparition with raspberry-colores eyes floats out of the body, and disappears through the ceiling with laughter. The body Fedora-man is choking turns into someone completely different from Nimika- a random demon woman she probably picked off of the street and killed for the body. Inside of the dining hall, Kiroketsu has turned completely grayish-white, and his eyes have closed. A few seconds later, his figure flickers like a hologram, and disappears altogether. "G-GYAAAAAAH! STOP THIS MADNESS! LET ME GO!" The screaming from outside behind the hotel is coming from the witch in green. The shadows stand beneath her, having tied her up in shadow ropes and dangled her upside down from a fairly high tree branch. Amber holds a large frying pan and some odd kind of gun, while Clancy holds onto a butcher knife bigger than his own head and a gun that looks the same as hers. "NO! You will play our game by our rules." Amber huffs. "W-what are the rules?!" Natasha hisses. "WHAT COLOR IS THE NUMBER H?" Amber demands. "W-what even-" Natasha begins. "WRONG!" Amber aims the gun at her, and it shoots a waffle with a face at her at a high speed. It flops onto the ground, and Natasha is left blinking it utter bewilderment. "No, no, Amber! We have to ask her about the Master's plans and all that junk, not our own questions!" Clancy says. "Here, watch me. NATTIE...DOES THE MASTER'S PLAN HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH WHAT COLOR THE NUMBER H IS?!" "I DON'T UNDERSTAND THE QUESTION!" Natasha shouts back. "WRONG!" Clancy announces, and shoots her with his gun. His gun shoots muffins with faces at her instead.