SephietheEvil

Portal-Hoppers *Reboot!*

@Snarfulblast Question time:

So we have one guy, with 9 billion characters and unreadable text, and I can't comprehend hid/her actions. Is it only me, is the RP really filled up with ONE person's characters. I even now can't keep up, especially with the weird prolouges, but what will come as soon as we MUST work together? One guy will play the RP and the others will rarely add something to it? More text is more power.

@6slyboy6

@ShadowVentus Oh sorry. Not you. No need to get upset.

SephietheEvil is the one I am talking about.

@6slyboy6

Aha. I thought you were talking about me ^w^; I just didn't want to jump to conclusions.

So, as I understand things from what you've been saying, you don't really like my style of writing. Long posts with intricate details and multiple different story lines blended together.
Well, I'm sorry if it's got you upset. That's simply the way I write. I actually can't carry a story with less than two characters on my own <XD And I give major props to those who can.
Plus, two of the story lines I'm going through with right now are just things I meant to finish up on our old thread. This is the new thread we just opened, but our old one went on for months, so, I felt it was a waste to reset everything that happened with my characters. Our GM said he was fine with that.
I make long posts not just to entertain myself, but to give other people enjoyable things to interact with, or to just read. I write like I'm writing a book. If that's "incomprehensible" or "weird" to you, then...really, all I can do is apologize. I can't change the way I do things, even if I wanted to at this point.

Portal-Hoppers *Reboot!*

“Eh? What’s that I hear?” Persephone’s ear flicks a bit, as she can hear chatting coming from a nearby window of the hotel. The voices sound familiar, and before she can make any guesses, there’s two people she recognizes outside.
“Oh, those are Michael’s kids. Why are they he-EEEEEEE!” Persephone squeals when Michael’s shadow dissipates, leaving her falling to the ground in her bag. Persephone cringes and prepares for another death, or at least another unconscious spell as a result of hitting the ground, but when she dares to open her eyes, she sees Morgan holding her by the bag’s strap.
“Eh…? Oh, thank god someone caught me! I’ve already been killed once and sent into unconsciousness once since I’ve been here….I’d rather that not be a running theme during my stay here. There’s a few people I know who would be frightfully upset…” She purrs. “Adorable? Hmm, perhaps, but really-”
Persephone is cut off by the announcement coming from the hotel, summoning her to the front desk.
“Ah, I bet I know what they have for me! I gotta get over there, or Ches’ll be upset.” Persephone flicks her tail, and jumps out of her bag back onto the ground. There’s a flash of purple light, and suddenly, Persephone is back to her regular (if you could ever call her that) witch form self. She takes her bag from Morgan’s hands, and grins at the people in front of her.
“You can follow me if you want an explanation, but right now, I have a friend who needs me.” Persephone tells them before walking away back to the hotel’s front doors. She Enters the hotel once more, making her way up to the front desk.
“I was called here because there was something in the lost and found for me, yes?” Persephone asks politely.

Sarchesker glances over at Michael from his cell and studies him for a brief moment. The vibe he gives off, and his appearance, are vaguely familiar. He just can’t put his claw on it-
“Oh! That’s the guy who knocked you out of the sky! He’s also my friend.” Persephone interrupts his thoughts, making Sarchesker jump a bit.
“D-don’t just suddenly pop in like that, you wretch!” Sarchesker hisses back in his mind. He looks back at Michael.
“Um...my name is Sarchesker, my good man.” Sarchesker pulls off a polite smile. “How do you do?”
Sarchesker’s attention is turned towards Srg when he addresses him. His ears flatten a bit, like an upset cat’s, at the mention of his attempted kidnapping. Ah, so this man knew. Charming. And it got even better when Srg called Persephone his “mommy”. These people around him, though he’d only been here for a short amount of time, had already succeeded in making him wish he could be killed again.
“Don’t worry, Ches! Mommy’s right outside here at the front desk, waiting for the good people to let her in to see you!” Persephone assures him through his mind.
“If you call yourself that ever again, I will slice your throat while you sleep.” Sarchesker replies back weakly. He looks back at Srg.
“Why I tried to kidnap my charge? Oh, it’s...a strange thing to explain. I might need her help. She’s a bit...odd, you know…” Sarchesker pretends to be nervous and meek. “I think the best way to show the lady her respect would be for her to speak with me.”

“I say we go ahead and start setting up our little fun gathering outside of the hotel.” Marko brings his suggestion from earlier back up. “We could obviously all use it.”
“B-but, shouldn’t we look for Felixter?” Kayori asks.
“I think that, wherever he is, he’d want you to enjoy yourself, and not be so sick with worry as you are now.” Ammi chuckles. “He wouldn’t leave you and never come back, just out of the blue like that.”
“I….guess you’re right…” Kayori mumbles.
“I’m still here, Kay-kay!” Mirui raises her hand.
“Yes, you are. And I’m glad.” Kayori laughs weakly at the 7-foot monster girl.
With that, the small group heads back downstairs, past the people in the lobby, and outside of the hotel. While looking around the perimeter for the best place to have their gathering, they run into two figures, ones that only Ammi recognizes.
“I-I’m sorry…” Kanashiko whimpers.
“It’s fine, alright. Persephone getting into weird situations has nothing to do with you. Let’s just get you into your room, alright?” Ruitsume huffs.
“Excuse us, ladies, but who might you be?” Marko narrows his eyes. There are few witches in this world who hadn’t tried hurting him or his friends here…
“Oh, don’t worry. They’re not related to the Master, I don’t think.” Ammi waves off his suspicions. “I helped them earlier when this one here accidentally killed her friend.”
“Eh? Oh...yeah. Hi again.” Ruitsume turns to face the group, as Kanashiko shuffles behind her to hide.
“Forgive me if you gave them earlier and I just didn’t catch them, but what are your names?” Ammi inquires with a friendly face.
“I’m Ruitsume. And this one hiding behind me is Kanashiko.” Ruitsume crosses her arms, but more as a sort of default position than any kind of signal of annoyance. “Say, have you seen Persephone around here? I just went to go fetch her on the other side of the building, but she was gone again. Then I heard some announcement calling for her. She looks like us, but with a much more colorful witch outfit. She’s absolutely impossible to miss, I promise.”
“I think we saw her waiting at the front desk.” Silversa tells her.
“Is she in trouble again or something? Ruitsume growls.
“No, I think it was just for her to pick up something she lost, if I heard the announcement right.” Kayori shakes her head.
“Hmph. More like someone...someone I have no idea WHY she wants back…” Ruitsume rolls her eyes.

Felixter wanders into the eerily empty town, heading for the big centerpiece of the whole thing, the tower in the middle. As he makes his way there, however, a voice stops him. A voice he recognizes...or thinks he does.
“Oh...how we dreaded this day.”
“Who’s there?” Felixter whips around. He doesn’t see anyone. Then...there’s a cold hand on his shoulder.
“Don’t be afraid...it’s just me. I know you haven’t seen me in years, but…”
Felixter turns back to face this figure, but slower this time. What he sees is a floating girl in front of him, bearing striking resemblance to Meora, but...also very different. Her body is the same, her face has the same structure, her hair, eyes, neko ears, and tail are the same color...but, everything is softer. Her hair and tail are more...tidy than Meora’s ever was, and her eyes are much kinder. Her voice is a little different, also. More...polite-sounding than Meora’s.
Then, there was also the fact that this figure was wearing a green and gold kimono with purple paw prints and a black cat design on it. And that she was, very clearly, a ghost. This wasn’t Meora.
“I know you…?” Felixter mumbles
“Well, I did say it had been years.” The ghost girl laughs. “It’s me. Maore. Meora’s...well, until she found out I was her real twin that had died, you all called me her “magical imaginary friend”...”
Now it made sense to Felixter. He smiles lightly back.
“So...if you’re here, then Meora surely is.” Felixter nods.
“Yes, yes she is...but before I take you to her...I am obligated to ask if you truly wish to go on.” Maore frowns. “This isn’t going to be the reunion you expected…”
“...I think I can handle it.” Felixter answers.
“...Very well. Come with me, then.” Maore begins floating towards the center tower. Felixter follows her on foot until they get to the tower entrance. She stops here and turns to face him.
“You might wanna take my hands here. This building is full of assassins like Meora, and the whole top floor path to her office is rigged with deadly traps, so...um…” She smiles nervously.
“Ah, I see. Typical of Meora…” Felixter chuckles briskly before taking the ghost girl’s hands. Maore turns the two of them transparent, and floats up next to the top of the building, before flying through the wall and onto the final floor. She guides takes him down long winding hallways for about 10 minutes before they finally reach the office. Once they enter, Maore lets go of Felixter and turns both of them back to normal.
“Meora? I...brought him…” Maore speaks up.
In front of them lies an interface with cameras for all the rooms in the whole tower, with someone sitting in a huge, fancy chair watching them in front of it wall. All around the room are bags of money and...strangely enough, cigars made entirely out of catnip.
“What…” Felixter seems bewildered, but amused at the same time.
“Zan-nen da koto desu…” The person in the chair sighs out. The chair swivels around to show Meora sitting there, in the same kimono her dead ghost twin in wearing, and pointing her signature pistol at Felixter. A lit catnip cigar is held in her teeth as she smiles a pitying smile at Felixter. “Truly, what a shame it is to see you again here.”

Portal-Hoppers *Reboot!*

With oxygen slowly filling her little cat lungs back up, and all of the moving around going on outside of her current location, kitty Persephone slowly opens her blue and green eyes, glancing around at the void she’s currently stuck in.
“Hm? Did Ches actually manage to get me in the Master’s claws?” Persephone yawns, stretching as she gets up onto all 4 paws. Or rather, she floats into an upright position, since there’s no floor here. Only now does she notice she’s been forcibly changed into her cat form.
“Interesting…” Persephone purrs. She seems excited by this, rather than afraid. “The plot thickens!...I think? Eh, I should figure out where I am first.”
She looks around, and eventually catches sight of something familiar. Her giant pencil sword. The light that barely makes out its form is what Persephone follows with her eyes to see that it’s coming from up above her.
“Ohhhh...so this is where Ches used to live! No wonder he got all gloomy, it’s so dark!” Persephone meows. She does a kitty paw swish (the cat version of the doggie paddle) up to the top of her bag and reaches her paw out. She manages to undo the latch, and sticks both paws and her head out of the opened bag.
“NYA! Why am I so high up?!” Persephone is surprised until she sees someone holding onto the bag. She looks up and blinks. “Oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Hi there Michael. Aww, did you come to my rescue? How gentlemanly! But, um...where’s Ches?”
“PERSEPHONE!”
Persephone’s ear twitches at the mention of her name, and she looks over to see Ruitsume riding towards them on her broom.
“Persephone, what the hell was all that about?” Ruitsume growls.
“Ohhh, you know. Just Ches being Ches.” Persephone mews.
“Yeah, but I know you. You could’ve fought him off. You have the power.” Ruitsume crosses her arms. Persephone doesn’t reply, and Ruitsume rolls her eyes. “Anyway, glad you’re okay, I guess. I broke your door, though. And I’m still making you pay for it.”
“Fine, fine.” Persephone sighs. “Oh, um, while you’re up, you might wanna go find Kana. I told her to wait outside until I found our room.”
“...Why?” Ruitsume blinks.
“She was getting spooked by all the unfamiliar people in the lobby.” Persephone replies.
“Ah...well, at least that part makes sense.” Ruitsume huffs. “Fine. But you better come back soon! I’m not letting you leave my sight anymore, weirdo, alright?!”
With that, Ruitsume turns around and flies back to the building.
“Byeeeeeee, friend!” Persephone waves a paw at her, then looks back up at Michael. “You should probably put me down soon so I can get out of this cat form. In the meantime, though, I’m gonna find Ches!”

Sarchesker awakens to find himself locked up and sighs. Well, it certainly wouldn’t be the first time, but still, it’s unpleasant for him to deal with. Because, the last time this happened...his only saving grace was-
“CHEEEESSSSSSSSSSS! YOU THEEEEEERRRREEEE?” Persephone’s voice calls out to him in his head.
As he grips his head and grimaces, he begins to recall how he ended up here. He was carrying Persephone off to his ex-boss when some shadowy blur sent him plummeting at a horrid speed to the ground. After that, he blacked out. Someone must’ve taken him here.
“What do you want?” Sarchesker replies through his thoughts.
“Where’d you go, Ches? I thought maybe we could try to patch things up between us, but...you’re not in this huge crater on the ground I see up here.” Persephone replies.
“I’m in a cell. I don’t know where.” Sarchesker huffs. “And patch things up? You and me? I’d rather rot away in here for an eternity.”
“I’m sure you don’t mean that.” Persephone giggles. “C’mon. Why don’t you let me help you get outta there? It’ll be like you’re my lost kitty, and I’ll be picking you up from the pound!”
“...I hate you. So much.” Sarchesker clenches his fists in rage, but eventually give into the idea with a sigh. “Well, I don’t see how I have any other choice...fine.”
“Yaaaay! Lemme know as soon as you find out where you are, pet!” Persephone cheers.
“Never. Call me. That. AGAIN.” Sarchesker finishes up the mind conversation before walking up to the bars of his cell. He looks around for anyone he can talk to.
“Excuse me, could someone please tell me where I am? My charge is very worried about me.” Sarchesker uses his least malicious and most polite tone.

“I suggest we round up everyone for a nice gathering outside. Sounds like Felixter should require such a thing, after keeping himself locked up in that lab for a few days straight.” Marko offers his thoughts to Ammi. “It’d be nice for all of our friends, at least the ones we have here in this dimension now, to get together again and just...share some laughs. Not think about the tragedy.”
“That’s a splendid idea!” Ammi grins. “I’m sure everyone would love it.”
“How many people...do we have here with us that we actually know?” Silversa murmurs.
“Well, besides our new friend, Michael, and his family, none of which you two have met, there’s Felixter, Mirui, Kayori, Me, my children...and that’s it for now. I do believe Omoina and a few others said they’d try to make it here, however.” Ammi replies.
“Y-you guyyys!”
The three calmly conversing in the hallway are mildly surprised, and a little concerned, to see Kayori running as fast as she can towards them (which is still a little tough considering the huge shadow arm she has that drags on the ground at her current height), tears in her eyes. Mirui is quickly following her, not in tears, but looking frightened and confused.
“Kayori? What’s wrong?!” Ammi takes a step closer to her and puts a paw on her shoulder. Kayori is trembling.
“I-I can’t find Felixter!” Kayori whimpers. “I-I checked everywhere in the lab, and he’s gone! I’ve been looking through the hotel, b-but I still...still haven’t seen him!”
“Kayori, listen-” Ammi responds calmly, but the girl is too frantic.
“I-I’m just so worried that he did something terribly drastic to try and get Sephie back! I-I mean, w-what if he went all the way to Hell? What if he went to Lucille and made some sort of...demon compact thingie?! What if he’s begging Death to do something in the Underworld, a-and trading his soul for it or something?! I-I-I can’t take the thought…!” Kayori begins to hyperventilate.
“Kayori.” Ammi says slowly, finally getting her to listen. “Look...Felixter has long been known as the more rational of the cat demon twins. Just because we lost Sephie...doesn’t mean that will change. Not too much, at least, I hope. No matter how desperate Felixter gets...there is no way he’d do something like sell his soul. And, if he were to trap himself in some situation, I know he’s smart enough to get himself out of it. And if all else fails...we’re here for him.”
“Y-you mean...you’re...not mad at him…?” Kayori mumbles.
“Mad? Goodness, no!” Ammi chuckles, pulling Kayori into a hug. “When he attacked me, it was out of grief. I know this, because I’ve gone through the same thing. Lest you forget...all of my children died and left me years before I could become a goddess and join them…”
“Still...I do wonder where Felixter went off to.” Marko frowns. “I don’t doubt he knows what he’s doing, but...it is unlike him to just leave his girlfriend, and Mirui here alone without saying anything. They’re like family to him…”

Atop the ghost dragon, Felixter lets out a sigh.
“Hm? Something the matter…?” Negloria asks without turning to face him.
“It’s...nothing. I only got a...flash of restless guilt…” Felixter admits. “I can’t help but feel bad. Kayori must be worried sick about me…”
“Did you want to take her with you…?” Negloria glances back only a bit.
“No, no.” Felixter shakes his head. “I’d rather have her worrying for a bit and far away from me than to have her come with me and be in unpredictable amounts of danger.”
Negloria smiles only a little bit, and turns around to face Felixter.
“...Perhaps you and your twin aren’t as different as you seem…” She says.
“...You mean that Sephie’s motive for leaving is similar?” Felixter blinks.
“...I shouldn’t really say. Best to let her speak for herself. At any rate...we are approaching the settlement you need to be at. This is where you shall start your journey...and where my help shall end. Or, at the very least...be limited.” Negloria turns around again as the ghost dragon begins to descend into what looks like a small village, but with buildings of a slightly more modern design. They all have some element of purple or green color to their design, and in the middle of the settlement is a huge, 9-story tower of a building. The dragon lands at the front gate. The village...has no name.
“What is this place?” Felixter asks.
“...It was not named...but rumor spreads fast. They call this place Takai Town, since it’s so close to the Takai Mountain…” Negloria answers this last question before turning away, and letting the dragon carry her back into the sky.
“....I suppose I’m on my own then.” Felixter turns back to the town. “...how familiar.”

“The boss? Ohhhhh, yeeeeah, the boss!” Clancy nods, then whispers to Amber, “I have no idea who he’s talking about.”
Amber opens her mouth to reply, but is distracted by Karl showing his full person, as is Clancy, the two grin.
“Saaaay, those are some wicked battle scars, man!” Clancy grins. “They’ll look even better when you’re like us!”
“Well, we’re comfortable anywhere, except for in the presence of too much light, or too many Lights, but sure! Your room it is!” Amber nods. “Lead the way, good buddy!”

Portal-Hoppers *Reboot!*

“Ooooh, little whispering key…wherever shall you lead ussss?” Persephone takes the room key for her and Kanashiko’s room after filling out all of the requested sign-in details, cradling it possessively in her gloved hands.
“Can you stop being weird for a second so we can go up to our rooms?” Ruitsume narrows her eyes as she finishes up her own sign-in, annoyed at how much these people want to know about her.
“Oh. Sure!” Persephone grins. She seems unaware of Kanashiko trembling violently behind her. The little witch in blue is absolutely terrified of all the new creatures and people around her, especially the bear at the counter with eyes of literal fire.
“Kana, let’s go see our roo-...Kana? You okay?” Persephone turns around to take her friend by the hand, but sees the look in her eyes and freezes.
“.......s-sc….scared….” Kanashiko says in a barely audible voice.
“Alright, alright…” Persephone leads her to the front entrance of the hotel. “Why don’t you go outside? You can watch through the windows. I’ll signal you to come back in through ours when I find it.”
“O-okay…” Kanashiko nods as she feebly shuffles back outside.
With that taken care of, Persephone catches up with Ruitsume (who had already started for the stairs in a feeble attempt to avoid Persephone), and they both follow their keys’ directions to two rooms beside each other on the 4th floor.
“How many stories is this place, anyway?” Ruitsume mutters as she opens up her room. Persephone opens up the one next to it, walking in with a bounce to her step. As Zed said down at the lobby, her little enchanted bottomless bag, containing everything from her giant pencil sword, to her enchanted sketchbook, to all the rest of her normal art supplies, is sitting there…open. Why was it open?
Persephone can’t focus on this for much longer before she feels a gust. Her window is open too.
“Kana…? Are you under the bed…?” Persephone calls, but slowly walks over to and crouches before her bag, sliding out her sketchbook and a normal-sized mechanical pencil. There’s no response. Persephone stands in the middle of her room with her things and starts to draw, humming a tune.
There’s the click of the door locking behind her.
Persephone flicks the metal claws out of the fingertips of the glove on her right hand, whipping around right in time to slash the intruder in the face. She’s surprised at who she sees reeling back against the door.
“Ches?” Persephone murmurs.
Sarchesker quickly gets back up, staring Persephone down with a glare that could kill. The slashes on his face have already started mending themselves.
“I was hoping to knock you out before you could identify me...oh well.” Sarchesker rushes at her again, but gives Persephone just enough time to scribble something on her sketchbook, and have a huge metal shield with a paw print design on the front appear to intercept him.
“Your doodles can’t hold me off for long, you know…” Sarchesker growls.
“Why are you here? Whatever happened to ‘staying as far away from me as inhumanly possible’, like you said? I’d ask if you were here to apologize, but that is very obviously not the case…” Persephone laughs nervously.
“Doing a favor for my ex-boss.” Sarchesker states.
“What, Kebaratsu?” Persephone looks shocked. “But, I mean...didn’t he kill you? How does this make any sense?”
“Well, I realized he was right. I am smarter than him. And I could so easily overthrow him if I really tried.” Sarchesker smirks. “So, I’m going to try. But first, I have to get on his good side. And if he wants you brought to him, then so be it.”
“But I-” Persephone starts, but right before her eyes, Sarchesker vanishes. Persephone realizes he’s using his color-changing powers to make himself near-invisible, and tries to track distortions in the room with her eyes. Sarchesker is too fast, however, and suddenly Persephone feels something choking her with her own scarf behind her. With the dwindling strength she has, she tries to hit Sarchesker against the wall. He doesn’t let go, but it creates enough noise to draw the attention of the person in the room next to hers.
“HEY.” Ruitsume’s voice, accompanies by angry banging on the door, arrives a few seconds later. “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN THERE?”
Persephone manages only the shortest scream before her choking intensifies. Still, it’s enough to alert Ruitsume.
“PERSEPHONE, YOU BETTER NOT BE DOING SOMETHING STUPID AND DYING IN THERE AGAIN.” Ruitsume tries to open the door, of course finding it locked. “DON’T MAKE ME BREAK THIS THING DOWN. I WILL MAKE YOU PAY FOR THE DAMAGE.”
Persephone’s grip on consciousness ebbs away, and she stops struggling. After a few more seconds, she passes out. The magic shield she had put up poofs out of existence. Sarchesker turns himself back into his normal color, and looks down upon the passed out witch in his claws.
“PERSEPHONE?!” Ruitsume is now attempting to just pull the entire doorknob off, and Sarchesker can hear it. He isn’t particularly alarmed, though. He only sighs as he looks at Persephone.
“Now...you’re much too colorful for me not to be spotted carrying you away...what was that trick you taught me?” Sarchesker thinks for a moment, all while the door shakes noisily from Ruitsume’s attempts to break in without breaking too much of the hotel, then remembers. He takes a claw and pushes in the paw print shaped button in her belt buckle. there’s a small flash of purple and green before what lies before him is a black cat with a green collar and a small striped purple witch hat.
“How disgustingly cute.” Sarchesker rolls his eyes. “But at least she’s easier to conceal now.” He picks up the cat, her sketchbook, and her pencil, and stuffs all three of them into the bag where the rest of her supplies are kept. He buckles the bag to his waist, and flies out of the window.
A minute too late, Ruitsume gives up on being civil and breaks down the door entirely. When he sees the window open, and no Persephone in the room, she goes to look out of it. She catches Sarchesker’s dark purple form heading away from the hotel in the sky.
“You gotta be kidding me.” Ruitsume puts her palm to her face. “First she dies, now this. Why am I even her friend?!”

When space at the front desk clears up some, Marko and Silversa go up to the counter. to hear what Zed is telling people as they come in.
“Ah. Seems we need to sign in. Please, allow me.” Marko purrs. “I can read all your thoughts anyway, I might as well do both of us.”
“Go ahead, I guess…” Silversa mutters. she eyes everyone else in the lobby carefully wary of all the strangers. Sensing this, Marko tightens his tail’s hold on her waist for reassurance and tries to sign in faster. When he finishes putting down both sets of information, he takes the key to their new room and hurries out of the lobby with Silversa. The cat demon girl seems to calm down some.
On their way up, they spot a familiar bear-sized black and silver cat with flaming wings walking the halls.
“Ah, Ammi!” Marko smiles politely as he greets her. Ammi snaps out of her thoughts and turns to see the pair, her eyes lighting up.
“Oh thank goodness, you made it!” Ammi walks over to hug them both. “Thing these past few months have been tough...you know, with what happened to Sephie and all...you were told, yes?”
“We were.” Marko nods. “It is very unfortunate...she was a true friend to us.”
Silversa says nothing, but the coldness in her eyes gives way to a bit of sadness.
“Anyways...we hoped that maybe having more of our friends here might cheer everyone up, you know?” Ammi gives them a warm smile.
“Of course.” Marko grins.

Outside, Negloria’s glowing eyes intensify, and her hair begins to sway without any wind helping it.
“What...are you doing…” Felixter takes a step back from her.
“Calling my friend for help…” There’s a faraway echo laden within Negloria’s voice as she speaks. She holds out her hands, and a sharp wind presses down on both Negloria and Felixter. Felixter shields himself from it at first, but when he looks back, he sees a dragon in front of them. Not just any kind of dragon, though...this dragon looks to be a ghost. Bits of its form are missing, replaced either with skeleton or ghostly white energy. Its blue and green glowing eyes peer down at the two, and its ghostly purple mane flows freely about. The dragon’s wings are nothing but blue and green light outlines, but they work all the same…
“My god…” Felixter whispers. Negloria’s eyes have ceased glowing, and her voice has gone back to normal.
“She will take us up. The portal she used to get here will suffice.” Negloria explains as the dragon lowers her head. Both of them climb onto the ghoulish beast’s back, and she lifts off into the sky, heading for a portal hidden high into the clouds.
Upon reaching the other side of the portal, they find themselves flying above uncharted wilderness.
“Where are we now?” Felixter inquires.
“About 10 miles from the base of Takai Mountain.” Negloria replies. “We shall land in 9 miles, however...for there is a small settlement I feel you should start the journey at...you’ll see why…”

Amber and Clancy turns around to face Karl, and both of them grin, forgetting their whole stealth mission.
“KARL!” Amber cries. “It’s good to see you!”
“We’re sorry we left you before the whole ‘shadowing’ process was done. We had to go spread mischief.” Clancy explains. “Our stupid daughter-” He gets smacked by Amber before he can continue, and she glares at him. Clancy smiles apologetically. “Right, right, sorry. I’m trying to stop. Anyway, our...uh...lovely daughter was getting married to one of the most important people in the land of the shadows, so we kinda had to be there...even though she’s a Cursed Shadow now. Oh, what a terrible accident that was…”
“At least she’s not as savage as a normal Cursed Shadow.” Amber huffs. “Those things could destroy even the most powerful regular shadows, like you and me! And Karl when we turn him! Which we should do now!”
“Right, right.” Clancy nods, then turns to Karl. “Soooooo, buddy, hows about I bite you with my shadow venom and then we go spook some peeps? Sound good?”

Portal-Hoppers *Reboot!*

(And another intro/filler post appears! This is just to start rounding up all my current characters in the same place XD and also because I wanna write stuff.)

The night is still, dark, and seemingly eternal...
Okay, well, it actually IS eternal where we are...
The sky is purple, the grass is black, and the moon in blood red. Echoes of screams and the smell of blood permeate the cool breeze…
Is there even a breeze here?
I think there is, dear!
A tall cliff overlooks the faint red, purple, and green lights in the distance, which decorate the silhouette of a large amusement park in the distance. On top of this tall cliff is another silhouette. It looks similar to a pile of objects, dripping with some sinister liquid. The smell of blood is stronger near this pile. On top of this pile are a couple of figures with glowing yellow eyes…
And they pull you closer…
And closer…
And closerrrrrrrr…
“AH! TOO CLOOOOSSSE!”
One of the shadowy figures atop the pile (which appears to be made of dead bodies), the female living shadow, screams. The other figure next to her, the male living shadow, has grabbed her by the waist.
“BOOOOOOOO!” Clancy shakes her around.
“NOOOOOO! TOO SPOOKY!” Amber shrieks. Her terror quickly turns to high-pitched giggling, however. “Oooh, you make our Shadowland home sound so spooky when you talk like that! I adore it!”
“Hehe, well, how else would we celebrate Valentine’s, than to sit atop a pile of delicious treats together and tell stories?” Clancy winks.
“Ah-ah-ah! Not Valentine’s! WE celebrate Valloween!” Amber retorts.
“Ah, this is true! We do not celebrate such holidays as Christmas, Valentine’s Day, and Easter! We celebrate Hallowistmas, Valloween, and Halloweaster! WITH PRRRRIDE!” Clancy grins.
“Ah, I have so enjoyed our big Valloween slaughter-and-feast...but I find myself bored again.” Amber sighs, looking up to the red crescent moon in the sky. “...Say, how long has it been since we bothered Sephie’s friends?”
“Welllllllll….lemme see….” Clancy leans back and closes his eyes to think. A silent moment goes by before his bright yellow eyes pop open to illuminate his share of the darkness again. “I don’t think we’ve been up there since Seph disappeared! And that was a few months ago!”
“My gosh!” Amber jumps to her feet. “Months?! What have we been doing all this time?!”
“Torturing people in the regular human world.” Clancy smirks.
“Ohhh, riiight…” A sly grin slowly creeps across Amber’s face as she recalls all the horrible things they’ve done as of late. “Well, perhaps it’s time we give the poor little powerless meatbags a break and go play with what remains of Sephie’s friends? Maybe we’ll even get lucky enough to where they’re still depressed and easily toyed with...”
“I like the way you think!” Clancy snickers.
The two shadows link hands as they jump off of their “pile of treats”, and walk away down the cliff until they reach what looks like a network of different pipes and vents, all disappearing into the darkness beyond and leading to a different place.
“I already built an instant connection to the vents in the hotel in Shava.” Clancy explains as he leads Amber over to the correct vent.
“Ooooh, I can’t wait!” Amber giggles with delight. “We should make sure our entrance is SPECTACULAR!”
“We gotta hide from them first.” Clancy nods. “Spook ‘em reeeal good!”
The shadows both cackle before they enter the vent, and within a few minutes, they find themselves in the vent system of the Midnight Magic Hotel. The pair climb through, following the sounds of voices until they reach a vent grate on one of the walls of the lobby. Two pairs of yellow eyes now peer out at the guests...

Portal-Hoppers *Reboot!*

(This is me introducing the new characters I edited into my character lists earlier :3)

Just outside of the hotel, another portal opens. The figures who step out of it would look just like a couple of other people if viewed as silhouettes from a distance. Up close, however, this cat demon girl and her spirit guardian are definitely different, in both colors and attitude.
"It was quite nice of Death to open this portal for us." The big blue cat-like spirit guardian comments, wrapping his tail instinctively around his charge.
"I thought he was coming here...to investigate why Sephie fell completely off his radar." The cat demon girl with black hair and silver paws mutters. "I'm surprised he did not follow us..."
"Ah, well, I believe he mentioned something about popping by, but only is Sophie were to come with him. You know how he hates to leave her without any good protection. I'd say that he most likely won't come here unless he can find someone as good as Violence to guard Sophie while he's off at work and she's here. I'd offer my guardian services, but...I'm forever bound to you." Marko replies with a bow.
"Heh...well, I am pretty confident in your abilities. I think you could handle us both, but I know you suffer from separation anxiety due to our...past experience...the labs..." Silversa trails off. Marko frowns as he watches her eyes darken with the memories. He tries to think of a smooth transition to another subject. Luckily, they happen to be standing right in front of one.
"Why don't we go inside?" Marko gestures towards the hotel doors. "I don't see anyone outside, so I suppose Ammi and all the others must be inside. They'd probably love to see us again."
"...Okay." Silversa gives him a curt nod.
Behind them the portal begins to close, but before it can, another set of large claws, similar to Marko's but much more savage-looking, stop it from shutting all the way like an elevator. The rogue spirit guardian steps through quietly and observes his surroundings for a moment with a sharp eye.
"Hmph...so this is where she ran off to this time." The hazy bluish-purple bag spirit grunts. The sound of his voice, as laced with darkness as it is, catches Silversa and Marko's attention.
"Hm? Is that....no, that's not Kiroketsu..." Marko evaluates this newcomer carefully, slowly starting to pull Silversa completely behind him as a means of protecting her. She stands her ground, however.
"Who are you? Why did you follow us?" Her serious tone almost demands these answers rather than asks for them.
"My name and my purpose here aren't important to you and have absolutely nothing to do with you either." Sarchesker sneers. "Just move along and leave me be, unless you want to end up trapped underground again. Permanently." He flexes his claws.
Silversa pales a little bit, and allows Marko to move her behind him completely this time. He narrows his eyes.
"You could only know about those things if you were in league with the Master..." Marko gives this newcomer a deadly look uncharacteristic of him. "Do I need to get Sephie's friends out here? Or shall I deal with you myself?"
"Hah. Don't bother. The last thing I need is confrontation with the whole band of fools." Sarchesker rolls his eyes. "No. There's only one person I need to see here, and I doubt you even know her. And, as for you dealing with me...hah, you couldn't even deal with anyone for awhile. Silversa had to protect you herself while you were growing up as a spirit guardian. The strained, tortured experimental subject girl had to protect her own guardian...how pathetic is that?" A light smirk crosses his face, and Sarchesker himself crosses the line for Marko. Marko lets go of Silversa for only a moment so he can rush this seemingly charge-less guardian spirit with his powers of speed. However, Sarchesker only stands there, and with one well-placed swing, he manages to knock Marko a few feet off to the right, and leave slash marks on his cheek.
"Pathetic, all of you..." Sarchesker scowls.
"Silversa, don't." Marko warns quickly when he spots his charge about to try rushing the powerful spirit herself. She heeds her guardian's warning, but very, very reluctantly.
"Hopefully, I won't be seeing you two again too soon." Sarchesker huffs as he begins walking away, towards the side of the hotel building. "I was hoping I wouldn't have to confront too many other insipid creatures before I got to the insipid creature I was actually coming here for..." He trails off as he gets further away from the pair in front of the hotel.
"Are you okay?" Silversa steps over to her spirit guardian's side.
"Just fine." Marko stands back up and puts his tail around Silversa again. "These wounds will heal up within the next few minutes, certainly. Let's just get inside and maybe warn the others. Stay close to me."
With that, the two walk inside of the lobby, and begin observing everyone else.
"I do not see Ammi...or anyone I recognize..." Silversa mumbles under her breath.

Portal-Hoppers *Reboot!*

Felixter hesitates to turn around and face his speaker. She had requested his trust right off the bat, which he understood by now to mean that he wouldn't like what he saw. He wasn't wrong. Upon turning around, his eyes meet with the pale lavender ones of what was clearly another demon witch. Just like the ones that had kidnapped and killed Sephie and Meora.
Felixter clenches his fists. No, he couldn't judge this one like the others. Nelodine was a clear antithesis to everything the other witches stood for, meaning there was still hope. Plus...he'd never seen this particular witch before. She is small with pale skin, long hair reaching down to her ankles that is so black Felixter might've thought it was made from shadows, and those gazing lavender eyes. Her dress is predominantly white, full of silver or black frills and doily-like details. Her shoes match, but are tied with red ribbon instead of silver or black. There is also a red butterfly decoration in the middle of her neckline, and a red jewel in the huge silver and black bow decorating the front of her white witch hat. White horns just barely poke out from the hat's rim.
"You're one of Kebaratsu's witches, aren't you? What number are you?" Felixter asks cautiously.
"...In reality, I'm the first." The little witch replies. "The 'new' first, Nimika, is actually....the third...but, since she got move up...I've become officially known as #7."
Felixter's curiosity is piqued now. "What's your name...? And why have I never seen you before?"
"These details aren't important...but since I guess you need something to call me...call me Negloria." The witch replies. "I'm not here about me, though. I'm here to repay a favor. Sephie...your sister...helped to reunite me with my mother. She brought my family, the good part of it...back together....so, I'm going to do the same for you."
"Wait...so...s-so Sephie is..." Felixter's eyes widen.
"....Alive." Negloria murmurs. "Her friend is too. It's just that..." The witch trails off, letting Felixter regain himself. He had started to cry a little bit, but was quickly getting his composure back, eager to know more.
"Why?" Felixter sniffles. "Why...did they leave? Why didn't they come back? Are they alright?"
"...I'm not at liberty to tell you why Sephie pretended to be dead all this time." Negloria says in her quiet little voice. "...All I know is that I can't bear watching you all suffer...I don't want anyone else to suffer separation like this..."
"You...can take me to her?" Felixter stands from his chair.
"I can..." Negloria nods.
"Then let's go now." Felixter begins walking towards the door to his lab.
"You don't want to tell the others? You...might need backup..." Negloria murmurs. Felixter stops in his tracks and grimaces.
"...There are few of my friends who'd believe me at this point...and I have a feeling you don't want to get caught in the middle of meeting everyone right now." Felixter shakes his head. "No. I should do this alone, or with a very, very small group at best...I don't want too many distractions."
"...Very well." Negloria agrees.
Felixter exits the dark room he'd kept himself in for the past few days, squinting when the next room he entered was lit up. He looks around, but after seeing no sign of Kayori or Mirui, he opens the doorway to the stairs that led up above ground, and out of the lab. Felixter leads the witch up and out into the outside world, behind the hotel.
"Shall we be off, then?" Felixter looks down at Negloria.
"..." Negloria is quiet, but her eyes begin to glow fiercely....

Persephone notices Michael blushing a bit, and snickers. "Aw, that's cute! What, you got a crush on me or somethin'?" She winks. "Ah, just kidding! Nice to see you too, Michael! Ah, and I see you brought your kids! I extend my greetings to them as well!"
"Don't touch me." Ruitsume scowls at Inigo. She tries to hide her smirk at seeing him taken down by Morgan next.
"Boy, such eccentric people!" Persephone grins after all the members of the family introduce themselves. "I knew coming here was a good idea!"
"Yeah, whatever." Ruitsume rolls her eyes. Meanwhile, Kanashiko is trying to shuffle away to the nearest corner, considering herself an unwelcome addition to the conversation.
"Well, I'm Persephone! This angry chick next to me is Ruitsume, and the one in blue over here is Kana-eh?" Persephone points to each witch in succession until reaching Kanashiko, who isn't next to her anymore, but off finding a corner behind them. "Hey! Kanashiko! Come back!"
"I'm unworthy of your cool friends!" Kanashiko whimpers back.
Before Persephone or Ruitsume can get their friend to come back, they stand in attention of F.M.'s announcement.
"Okay then!" Persephone waves to the sky, since she has no idea where F.M. is.
When Inigo gets back up to go into the hotel, Ruitsume scowls again. "Seriously, don't touch me. I'll do to you what I did to Persephone just now with little regret."
"Kaaaaana! We need you back, we gotsta go inside the hotel and sign iiiin!" Persephone calls back to her friend.
"O-okaaaayyy...." Kanashiko walks back over, but stands behind Persephone.
"Sure thing! I'll be right behind you." Persephone nods as Michael and his family head inside. Suddenly, her cat-like senses pick up something behind the hotel. Ammi doesn't seem to notice, though she usually would since she IS a cat, because of the trance she's still in. Persephone, however, begins to smile a bit eerily.
"Sure..." Ammi replies to F.M. before wandering back inside of the building anyway.
Ruitsume recognizes the look in Persephone's eyes and huffs.
"So, how many people do I need to warn to stay away from you, a their lives might depend on it?" Ruitsume says. "I knew there was some horrible reason for you taking us here..."
"Relaaax..." The cheerful tone to her voice is replaced with eeriness as well. "I came mostly to help, and less to harm...I'm just a little...surprised."
"Why's that?" Ruitsume raises a brow.
"...Because the event I had anticipated so much is already beginning..." Persephone giggles.
With that, the 3 Grand Witches head inside the building to sign in...

Portal-Hoppers *Reboot!*

Name: Negloria (White VII)
Age: Around 6
Gender: Female
Creature: Demon Witch
Powers: Shapeshifting, curses, command of/communication with the spirits of the dead
Description: (Coming soon!)
Main Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zpwrEJ1sCA4 (Kaai Yuki - Paradise Song)

The Many Mysteries of Lavenshade Mansion ~*Fantasy RP with Ghosts*~

@Snarfulblast
XD I'm not saying you HAVE to! Everything concerning my changes will be revealed anyway in the story.
It's just for those who wanna REALLY know what's going on, and what everything is leading to.

The Many Mysteries of Lavenshade Mansion ~*Fantasy RP with Ghosts*~

@Snarfulblast@ShadowVentus

Alright friends. We're going to continue the story here as well. Think of it as a...revival. If this RP truly had died, then maybe now it's a ghost itself ;3
Also, in preparation for continuing on, and to help everyone keep track of the mystery, I've made some changes to every single post I've made in the RP thus far.
So, you might wanna go back to the beginning and look around...