[Ashton is standing on the Astral Plane, covered in... good luck charms? You got it- four leaf clovers, lucky rabbits' feet (Erm. Fake ones. >_>)- all because Fumie has so kindly taken the liberty of stapling them to his clothes.]

I hope this works...!


[OOC: orz, got called in to work. Will be back to finish tags in about 5 hours. DX]

Oooou, I can't seem to get this chord right today. [pouts, Demyx is sitting on a random wall in the Dark City and then looks up]

...I don't remember that shop. [shrugs and turns back to his sitar and strums a while longer, starting to sing a little...then looks annoyed as it starts to rain again]

You know what? The next time Xigbar complains my singing is annoying him; I'm just gonna shoot him with a water jet. [picks himself up and opens a dark portal, stepping through it and reappearing in his own quarters, drops down in a chair and strums again and sings along with a random haiku]

I want what I want.
What you want does not matter.
Just do as I say.

Hmm...not quite right.

[L appears, holding a black notebook (the Death Note) by the top two corners with his index and thumb fingers, an expression of displeasure on his face. He's barely done coalescing into his form on the Astral Plane when he begins speaking; obviously, this isn't good.]

Who wrote Juliet's name in this book? This is a matter of grave importance.

[Rose is wearing a ballgown, all done up, and looking sort of flustered.

And she's missing a shoe.]

Definitely easier to hide here than in the hedges. Someone always finds me when I'm--

[Cut off by her phone ringing, playing 'Brown Eyed Girl' as the ringtone]

....oh, no. It's Mum. [Presses the ignore button] She really needs to find a hobby that doesn't involve setting me up with every pretty boy she's introduced to.

[let it not be said the TARDIS is without a sense of humour. as a matter of fact, she has an almost vicious one, and since it's April Fools Day on the Doctor's favourite planet, she's decided to use this quaint custom to rile things up. what can she say, it's been a rather stressful few days. she could use the fun.

and so! enter the Rani -- or, at least, a TARDIS!projection of the Rani, in all her arrogant and disdainful glory]

So this is where you've holed yourselves up, then, Doctor? Master? [sniffs] How very droll.