[Allen comes through to the Astral Plane and takes off his gold earring and rubs his ear]

That's better. [stretches and sighs then puts the earring back on as it no longer has Komui shouting at him through it]

[And Jackie pops into the Plane in stride, walking towards his chair from last time. In his right hand is one of his .45s, which he didn't feel like hiding this time. He sits down without delay, and then stops for a few seconds. Then, he ejects the magazine into his left hand and runs his thumb along it, before storing it away in his pocket. Following that, he pulls back the chamber and ejects a bullet, catching it in the palm of his hand. He holds it for a moment before dropping it on the ground beside his foot, which promptly moves to cover it.

A handful of seconds where nothing happens pass, and then he resets the chamber back to its normal position. Slowly, he extends arm to the side, pointing at nothing in particular. He pulls the trigger down, and just listens to the click that follows. He does this again, pointing the gun up into the air, and then once more, pressing the side of the gun against his ear. And then finally, he pushes the tip into the side of his head.

He stays like this for a short period of time before finally and quickly pulling the trigger. And this time, he flinches at the click. He holds that position, trigger pulled back, for exactly three seconds, removing the gun from his head and resting it on his lap. And he lets a long breath out.]

Still the scariest sound I've ever heard.

[A tall, broad-shouldered blond with a shallow cut across her cheek steps onto the Plane, a fierce look on her face and a broken mug in one hand. Her clothes are ripped and she seems to be splattered with what smells like alcohol. She's in her early twenties, perhaps, with a few long scars on her arms and a freckling of small ones on her hands.]

Just replaced the sarden thing and now I have to buy a new one. Spintry is lucky I didn't stick him to the wall.

[She stops, growls, and draws the sword at her side. She doesn't seem in the least surprised by where she is. Muttering,] ...someone's picked the Black God's Option.

[Then louder,]

All right then, what cracknobbed scut thought it would be a fine idea to toss me into a mage's trick after a night like that? Well? Show yourself, my lad, and I might leave you a bit of your skin.

[ There's a new little girl on the Plane. And for a little girl, she's got a pretty serious expression on her face. She seems to be on guard, and is looking about herself in a defensive manner. ]

Raising Heart, where are we?

[ Her necklace lights up, and a female, computerized voice states ] « Location is unknown. »

[ She pauses, as if she's thinking, then shakes her head. ] I can't contact Chrono-kun or Fate-chan...

« Human, non-human presense detected. »

Ne, then, we're not alone. [ She looks around again. ]

« Affirmative. »

{Gilgamesh appears on the Astral Plane, all decked out in his ornate golden armor. Not that it's surprising, considering he just finished killing Caster. So Gilgamesh is in a good mood as far as arrogant not-quite-God kings go.} ...It's impossible for that worthless half-breed to have been able to create another territory. Especially considering her other one was so flimsy in comparison to this. This would be the work of something more than a mere amateur's whims to play with magic.

{Takes a few steps, observing the surroundings, night sky, and various objects with a smirk} It's not fit for a King of my stature, though. No gold, no treasures, nothing but trash and it seems like a few mongrels without any power at all. What a disappointment. I had expected something exciting too.

Finally! One that works.

[Nine is standing in front of a full-length mirror, adjusting an unruly ginger wig]

[appears on the Plane with a torn suit and his laserscrewdriver out, blood of several colours spattered over him, not to mention the weird jelly-esque substance. He's very unamused.]

I'd so have preferred singing crabs. Or Daleks. I'd accept Daleks. Far more entertaining.

Doctor! Not just any of you, I mean the one who set off the jelly fish in particular. Get me a medical kit. Now. Or you'll end up just like your alternate self and I'll be laughing at you from my funeral pyre.

[Here is Juliet. Fully male again, finally.]

[He is now dressed in a fine, expensive tuxedo... laying on his back on the Plane's 'ground' looking tired. Who comes closer can smell some fine champagne too, and  we can say he had a few glasses, yes. Otherwise he couldn't handle the parents, their talk about business and the new fiancée-material who was just being introduced. Pure awesome. Even the champagne wasn't enough so he decided to take a break.]

Mmm...

[Juliet gives an annoyed noise, and rubs the bridge his nose. Feeling a little bit dizzy, and more antisocial than usual.]