[BADMACHINE]

Here's our kahoozum, nano desu. ^^

Kay. So, Miku's gained a split personality from watching her parents die at a freak accident in a carnival, and Luka's decided to foster her in the hopes of bringing things back to normal and continue their musician lives...although it quickly becomes apparent that isn't going to be as easy as anyone thought.

You:
Luka: Miku's foster mother. Motherly.
Gakupo: foster-father figure. Luka's tennant. they have a "go Google it" kind of relationship.
Meiko: like...yeah. Meiko. The drunk. Not always drunk, though, but when she is, everyone knows. ^^;
Len:...like...Len. Ish. ^^; Kinda self-explanatory.

Me:
Toeto: Luka's cousin. Scardy and shy as a field mouse. Kitty hat = her security blanket.
Miku: Disturbed teen diva. Developed her "other" after weeks of angst-ridden isolation in a psychological effort to acquire solace. Obviously not very stable in the mental department.
Kaito: Like...Kaito. The big-brother figure. That's it, really.
Rin: Rin. 'Nuff said. ^^
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You've got Luka, so you get the first post. Let's start when they're first arriving at Luka's apartment and they're trying to get her settled in a bit. K?

[BADMACHINE]

Tied again.
Miku Hatsune stared vacantly at the back of the car seat in front of her, oblivious to the pink strands of hair that poked up around the edges here and there. She knew Luka was there; she just wasnt' interested. She had other things to do. Like try to gain majority.
How about...Mana? All in favor: aye.
Nay.
Tied again.
She'd been trying to come up with a name for her stuffed rooster for quite some time now, debating with herself what name would fit it best. She'd always had the thing, not thinking it much more than just a part of the scenery, but as of late, it had become more like an extention of her arms; it was always tucked away right there in them, after all. She never went anywhere without it...and when she did, she debated with herself for the longest time whether or not she should go back to get it. She was rather fond of it, so she decided it should at least have a name. Agreeing on a name, however, was another task altogether. Especially when you coudln't agree with yourself over anything.
Alright...then how about...ohhhh...Nanna? All in fa-
Nay. Tied. And what the hell kind of name is Nanna? Ba-nanna? How about ba-ka, like you are when it comes to naming things?
If I'm a baka, so are you. We're the same person.
Ooh. Touche.
In the mean time, Toeto Megurine sat across from the teal-haired girl, tugging on her kitty hat every so often as if to assure herself it was still there and willing to comfort her. Her sapphire eyes darted back and forth between the girl and her eyes, whcih were not only an unusual shade of green - teal, specifically; not quite green, not quite blue - but staring vacantly off into space within the back of Luka's driver's seat, as if trying to bore through it with nothing but the sheer intensity of her stare. It was....creepy. She hadn't moved in the hour's drive it took to get from the courthouse to Luka's house. it was really starting to freak her out a bit...and what was with that stuffed rooster doll? It was scary! "Momma-Luka," Toeto finally squeaked, referring to her cousin by her pet name for her mother-status over her, leaning forward just a little so as to be able to reach her better, eyes locked on the bizarre teal-haired girl next to her, making sure that dead stare didn't focus on her for a moment. "Sh-she's scaring me...make her st-stop being scary..."

[Wakawa]

If she could say how much she wanted to be sleep right now, she would. But she was driving, and sleeping was a bad idea. Logic. Oh well. Drive home, do the supper, hit Gakupo with the journal, read a book, go to sleep, the regular routine. Well, maybe not. There was that nice teal haired kid, in the seat behind her. When she saw her, she just wanted to bring her home. You know, those weird wants. But she know she won't regret it. She glared a bit to the one to her left, that blond-haired young boy she loved a bit, due to her tennant being a reaaaaal dummy. Well, that, and Meiko being litterally obsessed with him young. She'll never changes, that pervert.
"Momma-Luka... Sh-she's scaring me... Make her st-stop being scary..."
Great, and here it starts...
She turned her head a bit to the back seat, and looked at the teal-haired, smiling a bit, just sitting with her weird chicken. Luka raised an eyebrow, and sighed.
"Calm down Toeto-chan, there's nothing scary.", she said has she turned her head back on to the road.
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"What's this weird feeling? I'm scared, but there's nothing scary. Am I really a coward?"
... was the only words Len Kagamine could think of. He was on his guard since that girl was near him. He saw her once before now, he thought she was normal, but he readed the report on her being not so good with sanity. Since that, he's even frightened of looking in her eyes. He might had some problems about being rebellious, but her mind was far more twisted than his. And that chicken isn't clear in his head. What's that? Why does she have that thing anyway? What happened to her to make her so crazy? Those questions... They were making him sick, as he was thinking of all the possiblities. He'll ask Luka. Tommorow. He was too tired to make his mind clear anyway.
But then, he heard Toeto's scared voice, that was calmed a bit by Luka at the same second. So he wasn't alone? But Toeto-chan is scared of almost everything... My head hurts.
Everything will be better tommorow. I hope.

[BADMACHINE]

How about...ohhhh...Nina?
Nay. Tied. And it's a rooster, anyway; roosters are boys.
Oh yeah. Um...well...what about Charlie? All in fa-
Nay. Tied.
Lenroy?
Nay.
Han?
Nay.
Jimmy?
What do you think?
You mean, what do we think.
Ah, good catch. See? We're getting used to this. We can totally do this.
A little smile tugged at the corner of Miku's lips, looking down at the stuffed chicken in her arms. She couldn't really see where it was a rooster...except maybe that thing on its head. But hey, she said it looked sort of like a girl, with that cute little face and those stubby widdle wings. Her other wouldn't agree with it, but she still said it looked like a girl. Maybe she just ought to name it herself...well, she was. They were both the same person, after all, so either way she'd be naming it on her own. This whole "two people" thing was a litle tricky and had a lot of paradoxes, but it was still a very fascinating and satisfying experience. She should have done this a while ago...although agreeing with herself was always a plus, back then. Now, it seemed like that would be a luxury.
Feeling someone's eyes on her, Miku flicked her teal eyes over towards the passenger's seat, catching a flash of blond...painfully blond, that boy. She just hoped he didn't act blond, too. Hey, that sounds like fun. We should dye our hair blond. All in favor-
Nay, nay, nyet, negative, no, non, uh-uh. You're off your freakin' rocker if you think-
We. Besides, we both know we're crazy anyhow, so that really wasn't much of an insult.
Ah...touche. I just got outsmarted by myself...how humiliating. I think.
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Toeto, who definitely wasn't assured by Luka's saying it was okay, slumped abck into her seat only find that the girl was....smiling. Creepy smile...oh god. That girl scared the tweet out of her. She was just so weird! She'd been staring off into space for the last hour, never moving a muscle except to smile or pet that creepy chicken doll...it would be cuter, if it didn't belong to someone so effin' scary. She pulled her kitty hat down over her eyes as soon as she saw her eyes start to wander for the first time in an hour, praying they stayed locked on Len and not her. If looks could kill, that one would at least cause physical discomfort. She was just so weird! "M-m-momma Luka...sh-she's being s-scary a-a-again..."

[BADMACHINE]

(Bump FTW. Oh, and don't forget they're the Vocaloid musician gang and all.)