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*phone ringing*

Topher: Peter! Hi! Just in time for radio.

Peter: --WHY ARE SQUIRRELS MAILING ME NOTES? I'm kind of on a schedule here!

Topher: I know, right, mail takes forever, you'd at least think they could text it to you or something more efficient like that.

Peter: I mean I don't have time to do radio.

Topher: Oh. Well that's unfortunate. Well, maybe you'll change your mind.


twice the peter in this radio radio! )

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Topher: Tired. Can we get through this?

Peter: Naturally. As soon as you stop whining )
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Peter: So far, nothing terrible has happened yet.

Topher: ...so far?

Peter: Well, last week, the child crashed in about halfway through our introduction. I’m giving it time.

Topher: She wasn't terrible. You guys were buds. And stuff.

Peter: She was, however, the harbinger of a weekend full of headaches.

Topher: Well, yeah. I can't find anything in the l-- my room anymore.

Peter: Please don't tell me that little slip means you've now nicknamed your room.

Topher: ...sure. Let's go with that. )
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Peter: I’d say ‘good morning’, but I’m fairly sure no one’s having one. I just managed to shake my child for five minutes to come do this radio broadcast, and I doubt I’m alone.

Topher: Your what?

Peter: Kid. Showed up, claims to belong to me and Nat.

Topher: ...ew?

Peter: Strange. Anyw--

*thunk* *thud* *creak*

Genevieve: Parents.

Topher: ...is that her?

Peter: … No.

Genevieve: *sigh* I’m Genevieve, do we really need introductions? You’ve had all morning to cope.

Topher: …...what?

Gen: Parents of mine. You are.

Peter: … Oh god, please kill me.

Topher: Me too. Um. Please.

Gen: Can’t. You’ve got radio to read.

Topher: But -- but -- how!?

Peter: … Topher, for the record? You are banned from science. Forever.

this child has no business in a radio booth radio! )

Gen: THE END!

Peter: Did she just shout at you facetiously?

Topher: I think so.

Peter: I think I like this kid.

Topher: Well, I don't.

Gen: Nobody asked you, mom.

Topher: Stop calling me that!
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Peter: Good morning, listeners. This is Peter Wiggin for WTFH, and this is my sidekick...

Topher: Hey! I'm not a sidekick!

Peter: My sidekick, Topher Brink.

Topher: Not a sidekick!

Peter: Topher, you can’t even lift a paperback novel or manage interaction more complicated than calling out for pizza. Sidekick it is.

Topher: Ugh.

Peter: You’ll grow to like it.

It's true, he will. )

Oh, and Kenzi was enthusiastic. Someone hold me, I think I’m about to faint in surprise.

Topher: Ask that squirrel to do it.

Peter: What, the burly one? No thanks.

Topher: Maybe that one there with the bracelets?

Peter: No, on second thought, I think my fainting spell is passing.

Topher: Good, so we can leave.

Peter: Yes. And right now, please and thanks.
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Topher: 'm sleepy.

Peter: And I’m thrilled to know about it.

Topher: Squirrels took my pillow.

Peter: I’m sure you’ll get it back if you throw a few nuts at them.

Topher: ...well, I don't have any.

Peter: Third drawer to the right.

*sounds of a brief scuffle*

Topher: ...and now they're using it as a plate. THANKS.

Peter: It’s not my fault you’re too hapless to deal with them.

Zzzzzzz radio. )
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Topher: You look tired.

Peter: And you look like you haven’t seen the sun in five months. Can we please move on and get this over with?

Topher: For your information, I went outside yesterday. I had to pick up a package. So -- okay!?

Peter: Whatever. Notes. Get reading.

In which Peter is tired and jacked up on adrenaline and Topher isn't helping. )
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Topher: Seriously? On vacation? SERIOUSLY? You guys are the worst. Ugh.

Peter: No rest for the wicked. Or in our case, the annoyed and the you.

Topher: Why don't I get an adjective?

Peter: Oh, you’re an adjective all by yourself.

Topher: Thank you?

Peter: No.

i have screwed up my sleep schedule beyond all repair radio! )
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Rebecca: You know, for a radio booth run by squirrels, I sort of thought it'd be more interesting.

Peter: I’m terribly sorry it isn’t up to your exacting standards.

Rebecca: I think I'll find the will to go on.

Peter: You’d better. You made me oversleep.

Rebecca: ...thank you!

Peter: Not really. Also, I think at this point, the sight - or thought - of you would make Topher cry. Anyway, let’s move on, shall we?

radio of spectacular bitchiness )

Rebecca: Not the most fascinating news items you've ever had to report? I'm shocked.

Peter: As much of a shock as it might seem, I don’t really give a shit who is or isn’t doing who.

Rebecca: I assure you, it shows.

Peter: But for the record, I hope whoever is doing who is happy to be doing them. That was it for today’s broadcast; this was Peter Wiggin and Rebecca Logan, currently not quite in the flesh.
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Topher: ...this is weird.

Peter: This is radio. We do it every week. You may remember it.

Topher: I mean I feel... never mind.

Peter: Jaye isn’t paying us-- not paying us-- to feel. She’s paying us to read notes. Chop chop, I have really important... homework to get back to.

Topher: Of course you do.

Peter: Look, the... homework came in this morning and I’m assured that it’s vital, okay? Let's move on. )
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Peter: Good morning, Fandom. I hope life hasn’t dropped any more evil dolls on your doorstep...

Topher: Do not. Talk to me. About the evil dolls.

*chittering*

Topher: NO.

Peter: Do I sense some trauma there, Toph?

Topher: They had huge eyes and I don't like them. I don't wanna talk about it.

Peter: Then I am terribly relieved to announce that we won’t. Moving on.

too tired for a witty cut tag radio! )
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Peter: Hello, good morning. Just for the record, yes, this is Peter Wiggin, and yes, you probably woke up with breasts this morning. No matter what your chest’s status was last night. We’ve checked that.

Topher: Make them go away I don't like them I don't like them...

Peter: Look, they’ll probably be gone by the end of the weekend. Stop going fetal position.

Topher: I just don't like them, okay?!

Peter: Yes, I got that idea on the walk over here.

Here's What You Did Yesterday. )
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Topher: So is this just a thing now? I mean, seriously, I hate this job. Are you sure we can't just let Peter --

*chittering*

Topher: Yeah, okay, had to ask.

*door, shutting*

Peter: Yes, I’m not any happier about it than you are, Christopher, but let’s leave the complaining for somewhere the listeners can’t hear it.

Topher: ...I keep meaning to make a remote for the mic or something. The squirrels never let me turn it off.

flailtastic radio )
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Topher: So is this just a thing now? I mean, seriously, I hate this job. Are you sure we can't just let Peter --

*chittering*

Topher: Yeah, okay, had to ask.

*door, shutting*

Peter: Yes, I’m not any happier about it than you are, Christopher, but let’s leave the complaining for somewhere the listeners can’t hear it.

Topher: ...I keep meaning to make a remote for the mic or something. The squirrels never let me turn it off.

flailtastic radio )
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Topher: Ohmygosh! I really get to go first? Ohmygosh this is so cool. And it’s gonna be on TV and everything? Okay. Um, I’m Topher Brink, I’m a programmer, and I’m competing on The Bachelor this year because I’m just, like, really looking for a guy I can connect with, you know? And build technology with, hopefully. That’d be crazy awesome. Like, especially if we can build a --

Peter: *thump*

Topher: ...who are you? Are you competing too? It is MY TURN. OKAY? YOU CAN WAIT.

Peter: And that brings it home: there really are squirrels spying on you... and they are reporting their findings to the local radio. Myth: Confirmed!

Topher: What are you doing? This is MY introduction.

Peter: But the question is: are squirrels bribable with rum? Stay tuned, as we keep administering larger and larger quantities of rum to the squirrels and measure the results!

Topher: ...I'm not here to make friends. Do you know that? I am, like, here for one reason. And if you steal my spotlight... I will cut you.

Peter: Oz and I will be testing a grenade made entirely out of scrap today. You should come and see us work. Help us out! That’ll put you in the spotlight...

Topher: ...okay, that sounds sort of cool.

Peter: Excellent.

An overzealous Bachelor contestant and a Mythtern walk into a radio station... )

Peter: Want me to find the dictionary definition of orgies?

Topher: NO. I just, like, don't see why people are going around and being all *bleep* *bleep* *bleep* in people's faces. The point of this isn't to, like, make friends with each other. Oh my GOD.

Peter: Homo sapiens wouldn’t have achieved supremacy of the world if they hadn’t developed the ability to cooperate... friends that kill things together, kill bigger things together!

Topher: Ugh. Whatever. Okay? I am done with this. I just, like, really want to go in the hot tub. And get, like, face time. Okay? I am just... I am just DONE.

*stomping*
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Topher: Ohmygosh! I really get to go first? Ohmygosh this is so cool. And it’s gonna be on TV and everything? Okay. Um, I’m Topher Brink, I’m a programmer, and I’m competing on The Bachelor this year because I’m just, like, really looking for a guy I can connect with, you know? And build technology with, hopefully. That’d be crazy awesome. Like, especially if we can build a --

Peter: *thump*

Topher: ...who are you? Are you competing too? It is MY TURN. OKAY? YOU CAN WAIT.

Peter: And that brings it home: there really are squirrels spying on you... and they are reporting their findings to the local radio. Myth: Confirmed!

Topher: What are you doing? This is MY introduction.

Peter: But the question is: are squirrels bribable with rum? Stay tuned, as we keep administering larger and larger quantities of rum to the squirrels and measure the results!

Topher: ...I'm not here to make friends. Do you know that? I am, like, here for one reason. And if you steal my spotlight... I will cut you.

Peter: Oz and I will be testing a grenade made entirely out of scrap today. You should come and see us work. Help us out! That’ll put you in the spotlight...

Topher: ...okay, that sounds sort of cool.

Peter: Excellent.

An overzealous Bachelor contestant and a Mythtern walk into a radio station... )

Peter: Want me to find the dictionary definition of orgies?

Topher: NO. I just, like, don't see why people are going around and being all *bleep* *bleep* *bleep* in people's faces. The point of this isn't to, like, make friends with each other. Oh my GOD.

Peter: Homo sapiens wouldn’t have achieved supremacy of the world if they hadn’t developed the ability to cooperate... friends that kill things together, kill bigger things together!

Topher: Ugh. Whatever. Okay? I am done with this. I just, like, really want to go in the hot tub. And get, like, face time. Okay? I am just... I am just DONE.

*stomping*
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*chittering*

Topher: LOOK. You guys keep kidnapping me and -- *yawn* -- it’s really, really not okay! Okay? I JUST WANT TO SLEEP.

Peter: … Topher? Why are you here? It’s my radio tryout - this is really not the time.

Topher: I really don’t like it any more than you do! Can I just leave, or...

*angry chittering*

Peter: No, seriously, squirrels.

Topher: ...the freaky pajama guy said not to anger them.

Peter: You mean vice principal Deadpool? Oh, well, as long as we’re taking advice from him...

Topher: ...he makes fun of me otherwise. I think he’s making fun. I can’t really be absolutely sure.

Peter: He’s making fun. You know how I know that?

Topher: No...

Peter: Because he makes fun of almost everyone, and almost everyone makes fun of you. It’s a pretty big Venn overlap.

Topher: Can we just...?!

*paper rustling*

So here’s what you did yesterday! ) Can we leave?

Peter: The door’s wide-open. You know. If you’re willing to slip past the squirrel who’s still - snicker - making hand gestures....

Topher: ...you can go first.

Peter: I don’t know. I think that squirrel could use a few lessons in expanding his repertoire.

Topher: Then he can take the stupid class that I got signed up for.

Peter: Come on, Topher. Get in the spirit of things! Here, I know a couple. What do you think about...

*door creaking, followed by a faraway girly shriek*
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*chittering*

Topher: LOOK. You guys keep kidnapping me and -- *yawn* -- it’s really, really not okay! Okay? I JUST WANT TO SLEEP.

Peter: … Topher? Why are you here? It’s my radio tryout - this is really not the time.

Topher: I really don’t like it any more than you do! Can I just leave, or...

*angry chittering*

Peter: No, seriously, squirrels.

Topher: ...the freaky pajama guy said not to anger them.

Peter: You mean vice principal Deadpool? Oh, well, as long as we’re taking advice from him...

Topher: ...he makes fun of me otherwise. I think he’s making fun. I can’t really be absolutely sure.

Peter: He’s making fun. You know how I know that?

Topher: No...

Peter: Because he makes fun of almost everyone, and almost everyone makes fun of you. It’s a pretty big Venn overlap.

Topher: Can we just...?!

*paper rustling*

So here’s what you did yesterday! ) Can we leave?

Peter: The door’s wide-open. You know. If you’re willing to slip past the squirrel who’s still - snicker - making hand gestures....

Topher: ...you can go first.

Peter: I don’t know. I think that squirrel could use a few lessons in expanding his repertoire.

Topher: Then he can take the stupid class that I got signed up for.

Peter: Come on, Topher. Get in the spirit of things! Here, I know a couple. What do you think about...

*door creaking, followed by a faraway girly shriek*
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Aaaand good morning, Fandom! We've got a few more notes here than last week, so hopefully the squirrels will be feeling a little less experimental today...

*sad tuba noise*

Put that down. It's not cute; it's just heavy. So. Let's just tear into these notes so I can get back to work bed, shall we? Over in the dorms, Natalie played the piano - I'm sorry I missed that - and Kate stopped by to discuss the absence of pianos in her homeworld. Or at least the lack of piano playing. Considering what you've told me, that doesn't really surprise me. Elphaba actually manages to succesfully run the gauntlet by identifying Natalie as someone who isn't Kate Gregson. Congratulations. I think you get a prize.

Stephanie went outside to enjoy the cold night air, while Luke shoved all of his roommate's things into the closet. People, clean up after yourselves in the future? It's just obnoxious not to.

Anyway, professor Madrox was in his office, where he got a phone call from someone named Jeff. Apparently the squirrels are throwing some kind of half-party, half-terrified-cowering-session up here. I have no idea why, besides that 'monkeys and lesbians' were the topic of conversation.

In town, Quinn enjoyed her new haircut at the hotel. Shira unpacked inventory at the Magic Box, while William enjoyed his tea at Stark Industries. Don't spill anything. Raven and Jono were on a date at Cafe Fina, and it was deemed 'only slightly awkward'. Good work, kids. You'll be moving one grade up the curve yet!

Kitty bummed around the Perk watching people when she was suddenly interrupted by Professor Gardner, who's taking a semester off from teaching you folks to serve drinks at Caritas.

Don't turn into an alcoholic, ex-Professor Gardner; it would be unseemly.

And that was all for yesterday's news! Have a good one.
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Aaaand good morning, Fandom! We've got a few more notes here than last week, so hopefully the squirrels will be feeling a little less experimental today...

*sad tuba noise*

Put that down. It's not cute; it's just heavy. So. Let's just tear into these notes so I can get back to work bed, shall we? Over in the dorms, Natalie played the piano - I'm sorry I missed that - and Kate stopped by to discuss the absence of pianos in her homeworld. Or at least the lack of piano playing. Considering what you've told me, that doesn't really surprise me. Elphaba actually manages to succesfully run the gauntlet by identifying Natalie as someone who isn't Kate Gregson. Congratulations. I think you get a prize.

Stephanie went outside to enjoy the cold night air, while Luke shoved all of his roommate's things into the closet. People, clean up after yourselves in the future? It's just obnoxious not to.

Anyway, professor Madrox was in his office, where he got a phone call from someone named Jeff. Apparently the squirrels are throwing some kind of half-party, half-terrified-cowering-session up here. I have no idea why, besides that 'monkeys and lesbians' were the topic of conversation.

In town, Quinn enjoyed her new haircut at the hotel. Shira unpacked inventory at the Magic Box, while William enjoyed his tea at Stark Industries. Don't spill anything. Raven and Jono were on a date at Cafe Fina, and it was deemed 'only slightly awkward'. Good work, kids. You'll be moving one grade up the curve yet!

Kitty bummed around the Perk watching people when she was suddenly interrupted by Professor Gardner, who's taking a semester off from teaching you folks to serve drinks at Caritas.

Don't turn into an alcoholic, ex-Professor Gardner; it would be unseemly.

And that was all for yesterday's news! Have a good one.
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Good morning, Fandom, or what's left of you. Today's broadcast is going to be a short one, as most of you have probably run off home by now to spend time with your families.

*loud noise, as if someone is hitting a bunch of cymbals and a drum at the same time*

--SO OBVIOUSLY THE SQUIRRELS THINK THIS IS A GOOD TIME TO EXPERIMENT WITH THE BROADCAST! STOP IT!

*silence*

Thank you.

Anyway, here's what you guys did yesterday: Squall and Rinoa planned to go home, though not without dealing with a few personal issues first--

*CLASH*

*THUMP*

*CLASH*

--AS YOU DO-- I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO QUIT--

*CRAAAASH*

--IT. GIVE ME--

*scuffle*

*clash* *THUMP*

WHAT IN THE-- *thunk thump* KEEP IT-- *CLAAAAASH* *REVERB*

OKAY, SO MITCHELL IS HEADING HOME, BUT NOT WITHOUT GETTING A FEW VISITORS, LIKE-- *thunk, thump, quiet* Professor Maximus, who was there to play catch-up, and-- *flurry of loud noises* A PHONE CALL FROM OUR OTHER FAVORITE KATE ABOUT BECOMING A FLIGHT ATTENDANT-- AS WELL AS A SCHOOL SECURITY OFFICER BEARING GIFTS--

*thunk think thwap blam*

...while elsewhere in town, Shira went merrily down to work--

*TRUMPETS*

WILL YOU STOP THAT? FOR THE LOVE OF GO--

*TROMBONE*

DO YOU EVEN HAVE THE LUNG CAPACITY TO MANAGE THAT--?! QUINN HAD SOME REINDEER OVER AT THE HOTEL, BUT COULDN'T SEND THEM-- *dying trombone noise* --away, and-- *MORE TRUMPETS* *THUMP* --PROFESSOR PIE BOSSED SOME OF THE REINDEER ARO--

(The rest of the broadcast is drowned out in a cacophony of noise)
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Good morning, Fandom, or what's left of you. Today's broadcast is going to be a short one, as most of you have probably run off home by now to spend time with your families.

*loud noise, as if someone is hitting a bunch of cymbals and a drum at the same time*

--SO OBVIOUSLY THE SQUIRRELS THINK THIS IS A GOOD TIME TO EXPERIMENT WITH THE BROADCAST! STOP IT!

*silence*

Thank you.

Anyway, here's what you guys did yesterday: Squall and Rinoa planned to go home, though not without dealing with a few personal issues first--

*CLASH*

*THUMP*

*CLASH*

--AS YOU DO-- I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO QUIT--

*CRAAAASH*

--IT. GIVE ME--

*scuffle*

*clash* *THUMP*

WHAT IN THE-- *thunk thump* KEEP IT-- *CLAAAAASH* *REVERB*

OKAY, SO MITCHELL IS HEADING HOME, BUT NOT WITHOUT GETTING A FEW VISITORS, LIKE-- *thunk, thump, quiet* Professor Maximus, who was there to play catch-up, and-- *flurry of loud noises* A PHONE CALL FROM OUR OTHER FAVORITE KATE ABOUT BECOMING A FLIGHT ATTENDANT-- AS WELL AS A SCHOOL SECURITY OFFICER BEARING GIFTS--

*thunk think thwap blam*

...while elsewhere in town, Shira went merrily down to work--

*TRUMPETS*

WILL YOU STOP THAT? FOR THE LOVE OF GO--

*TROMBONE*

DO YOU EVEN HAVE THE LUNG CAPACITY TO MANAGE THAT--?! QUINN HAD SOME REINDEER OVER AT THE HOTEL, BUT COULDN'T SEND THEM-- *dying trombone noise* --away, and-- *MORE TRUMPETS* *THUMP* --PROFESSOR PIE BOSSED SOME OF THE REINDEER ARO--

(The rest of the broadcast is drowned out in a cacophony of noise)
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Hey, folks, good morning, and welcome back to the world of the living. Hope you've been spending the past few days recuperating I haven't from the last few weeks.

Anyway, I'm happy to report our squirrels are doing fine--

*loud chittering*

--and we're here to serve you up another big splat of the news of the day.

News! Get it here! )
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Hey, folks, good morning, and welcome back to the world of the living. Hope you've been spending the past few days recuperating I haven't from the last few weeks.

Anyway, I'm happy to report our squirrels are doing fine--

*loud chittering*

--and we're here to serve you up another big splat of the news of the day.

News! Get it here! )
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Morning, Fandom.

Now, I'm going to say up front: I wish I had better news to bring you. Something has landed on our island that seems to be out for blood, and today has been marked by some casualties.

I advise everyone to stay within the dorms or their homes and do whatever work they can, and don't answer the doorbell. There are some shifty people around who have been disappearing some of you.

Don't panic. Just keep looking. Maybe one of you can come up with a plan to interrogate one of them.

But now we move on to The news. )

Fandom, stay inside. Do your research. Don't go outside unprepared. We can still stop this, but we need everyone alive to do it, so please don't take stupid risks. We can't handle that right now.

And if you see a gaggle of strange men or women, for the love of god, run.
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Morning, Fandom.

Now, I'm going to say up front: I wish I had better news to bring you. Something has landed on our island that seems to be out for blood, and today has been marked by some casualties.

I advise everyone to stay within the dorms or their homes and do whatever work they can, and don't answer the doorbell. There are some shifty people around who have been disappearing some of you.

Don't panic. Just keep looking. Maybe one of you can come up with a plan to interrogate one of them.

But now we move on to The news. )

Fandom, stay inside. Do your research. Don't go outside unprepared. We can still stop this, but we need everyone alive to do it, so please don't take stupid risks. We can't handle that right now.

And if you see a gaggle of strange men or women, for the love of god, run.
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*loud and excessive chittering*

Hello, Fandom. I'd like to apologise in advance for the squirrels. They've been hitting the rum a little hard lately, and I think they've started to display some paranoid delusions--

*chittering*

...and apparently now they want praise because they've managed to write 'Apocalypse Now!' on the walls in berry juice. Yeah, I think you're cut off for the night.

*cheeeeet!*

I don't care.

Peter Is Totally Okay Radio. )

And that's the way to do it. Keep working, keep playing, keep dreaming. Whenever you have free time, stop by the library. Help us out. Fandom keeps a great deal of knowledge, and there's going to be something in here somewhere.

...

Squirrels, now you can play me out.

*dramatic music starts playing again*

Thank you, Fandom. Good luck, and good night.

*dramatic music keeps playing as Peter leaves the station*
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*loud and excessive chittering*

Hello, Fandom. I'd like to apologise in advance for the squirrels. They've been hitting the rum a little hard lately, and I think they've started to display some paranoid delusions--

*chittering*

...and apparently now they want praise because they've managed to write 'Apocalypse Now!' on the walls in berry juice. Yeah, I think you're cut off for the night.

*cheeeeet!*

I don't care.

Peter Is Totally Okay Radio. )

And that's the way to do it. Keep working, keep playing, keep dreaming. Whenever you have free time, stop by the library. Help us out. Fandom keeps a great deal of knowledge, and there's going to be something in here somewhere.

...

Squirrels, now you can play me out.

*dramatic music starts playing again*

Thank you, Fandom. Good luck, and good night.

*dramatic music keeps playing as Peter leaves the station*
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Topher: Ow! OW! Why are you GRABBING me? No. No. I DON’T WANNA BE BITTEN. GET OFF. GET AWAY FROM ME. Look, I’ve told you a zillion times, I DON’T KNOW WHERE PETER IS -- okay. FINE. OKAY. STOP IT. I will call him. Okay!? OKAY.

*ringing*

Peter: This is Peter. Topher, what do you want?

*chittering*

Topher: Um. There are some angry squirrels trying to eat my hair! I think they wanna know where you are.

Peter: … So you call me? Now they have my number!

Topher: ...I didn’t want them to EAT MY HAIR, Peter.

*typing*

Topher: Look, can you just read those? Loudly?

Peter: Topher, no one’s going to eat your hair, because your hair is disgusting.

*pressing of holographic keys*

Topher: Is not.

Peter: No, it definitely is. Anyway, let me take a look at this... Minion )

Topher: ...wait, I’m out of pages. Is it over?

Peter: Yes, it’s over. Thanks for messing up my Thanksgiving already, Brink.

Topher: Anytime! Hey, can I talk to Val?

Peter: … Why?

Topher: I dunno. To say happy Thanksgiving or something? She seemed cool. But, you know. Scary. Also.

Peter: Turn off the radio equipment and we’ll talk.

Topher: Cool! Okay, I’ll --

*click*
lockestheway: (peter: oh this is just ignominous)
[personal profile] lockestheway
Topher: Ow! OW! Why are you GRABBING me? No. No. I DON’T WANNA BE BITTEN. GET OFF. GET AWAY FROM ME. Look, I’ve told you a zillion times, I DON’T KNOW WHERE PETER IS -- okay. FINE. OKAY. STOP IT. I will call him. Okay!? OKAY.

*ringing*

Peter: This is Peter. Topher, what do you want?

*chittering*

Topher: Um. There are some angry squirrels trying to eat my hair! I think they wanna know where you are.

Peter: … So you call me? Now they have my number!

Topher: ...I didn’t want them to EAT MY HAIR, Peter.

*typing*

Topher: Look, can you just read those? Loudly?

Peter: Topher, no one’s going to eat your hair, because your hair is disgusting.

*pressing of holographic keys*

Topher: Is not.

Peter: No, it definitely is. Anyway, let me take a look at this... Minion )

Topher: ...wait, I’m out of pages. Is it over?

Peter: Yes, it’s over. Thanks for messing up my Thanksgiving already, Brink.

Topher: Anytime! Hey, can I talk to Val?

Peter: … Why?

Topher: I dunno. To say happy Thanksgiving or something? She seemed cool. But, you know. Scary. Also.

Peter: Turn off the radio equipment and we’ll talk.

Topher: Cool! Okay, I’ll --

*click*
lockestheway: (peter: being locke.)
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Good morning, Fandom. I hope I'm catching you all awake and ready for another school day. If not, grab a cup of coffee, open up your laptops, and enjoy your day off.

Here's the news, as brought to you by WTFH news!

The Day We Brought The News. )

And I think that's all you did today, so have a good one, and check in again tomorrow!
lockestheway: (peter: being locke.)
[personal profile] lockestheway
Good morning, Fandom. I hope I'm catching you all awake and ready for another school day. If not, grab a cup of coffee, open up your laptops, and enjoy your day off.

Here's the news, as brought to you by WTFH news!

The Day We Brought The News. )

And I think that's all you did today, so have a good one, and check in again tomorrow!
lockestheway: (peter: fixing my tie)
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Good morning, folks! It's time for your Thursday morn' broadcast. I have a--

*sound of baby crying*

--guest here today, so I'm afraid I'm going to have to keep this short. R's a hungry little kid.

*some creaking, then silence*

There we go. Child-fueled radio. )
lockestheway: (peter: fixing my tie)
[personal profile] lockestheway
Good morning, folks! It's time for your Thursday morn' broadcast. I have a--

*sound of baby crying*

--guest here today, so I'm afraid I'm going to have to keep this short. R's a hungry little kid.

*some creaking, then silence*

There we go. Child-fueled radio. )
lockestheway: (peter: hopeful)
[personal profile] lockestheway
Good morning, Fandom! Peter Wiggin here for WTFH radio, bringing you all the news that's not fit to print, so we read it on the air instead. Hold on to your hats, because we've got an exceptionally short stack of notes for you!

The Amazing Small Stack of Notes Says... )
lockestheway: (peter: hopeful)
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Good morning, Fandom! Peter Wiggin here for WTFH radio, bringing you all the news that's not fit to print, so we read it on the air instead. Hold on to your hats, because we've got an exceptionally short stack of notes for you!

The Amazing Small Stack of Notes Says... )
lockestheway: (peter: one day hegemon)
[personal profile] lockestheway
Hello, folks! This is WTFH radio reporting on everything you did yesterday, great and small. Not a lot of activity in town on a Wednesday, I guess, so let's just get to these notes.

Short radio is short. )
lockestheway: (peter: one day hegemon)
[personal profile] lockestheway
Hello, folks! This is WTFH radio reporting on everything you did yesterday, great and small. Not a lot of activity in town on a Wednesday, I guess, so let's just get to these notes.

Short radio is short. )
lockestheway: (peter: pressed against the glass)
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Good morning, Fandom. I've got a garbled message sitting on my voicemail from your usual host... *pause* ... 'Big Texas Butters' ... about being grounded. Apparently while our squirrels can tag along to Canada, Colorado is just one bridge too far.

*chittering*

Look, I don't like this any more than you do. And put the glitter flags down. I brought a shovel.

Back in the old homestead, Professor Madrox has usurped the school building and is currently redecorating the teacher offices. Professors? You might want to hurry back before matters really get out of hand. Pink fuzzy bunnies, meese and Jello have already been spotted, and it's only a matter of time before things get worse.

Elsewhere, Rapunzel is enjoying the quiet of the dorms - my thoughts are with you - with some cookies and a book. And that's it, because the rest of you were here. Formerly Newfoundland.

And now, cruise news! )

And that's all you did yesterday, folks. Professors? Make sure to call home and check in on Professor Madrox. I think the isolation might be getting to him.
lockestheway: (peter: pressed against the glass)
[personal profile] lockestheway
Good morning, Fandom. I've got a garbled message sitting on my voicemail from your usual host... *pause* ... 'Big Texas Butters' ... about being grounded. Apparently while our squirrels can tag along to Canada, Colorado is just one bridge too far.

*chittering*

Look, I don't like this any more than you do. And put the glitter flags down. I brought a shovel.

Back in the old homestead, Professor Madrox has usurped the school building and is currently redecorating the teacher offices. Professors? You might want to hurry back before matters really get out of hand. Pink fuzzy bunnies, meese and Jello have already been spotted, and it's only a matter of time before things get worse.

Elsewhere, Rapunzel is enjoying the quiet of the dorms - my thoughts are with you - with some cookies and a book. And that's it, because the rest of you were here. Formerly Newfoundland.

And now, cruise news! )

And that's all you did yesterday, folks. Professors? Make sure to call home and check in on Professor Madrox. I think the isolation might be getting to him.
lockestheway: (peter: brooding is a wiggin thing)
[personal profile] lockestheway
Hello, Fandom! I have no idea how these squirrels got here, or why one of them is pointing something labeled 'Marantz' at me, but I'm guessing that means we're up for radio today anyway.

So fine. Here's everything you've done on vacation, but first let's start with Fandom news!

Chloe spent the day in the clinic drinking coffee.

...And that's pretty much it. You're all here. )

Right, that's all, and I'll see you all back on Fandom next-- OW-- week. OW. STOP IT, SQUIRRELS. RUN OFF AND GO TELL SKYWALKER TO PUT SOME CLOTHES O-- are you still recording this?

*scramble*

*click*
lockestheway: (peter: brooding is a wiggin thing)
[personal profile] lockestheway
Hello, Fandom! I have no idea how these squirrels got here, or why one of them is pointing something labeled 'Marantz' at me, but I'm guessing that means we're up for radio today anyway.

So fine. Here's everything you've done on vacation, but first let's start with Fandom news!

Chloe spent the day in the clinic drinking coffee.

...And that's pretty much it. You're all here. )

Right, that's all, and I'll see you all back on Fandom next-- OW-- week. OW. STOP IT, SQUIRRELS. RUN OFF AND GO TELL SKYWALKER TO PUT SOME CLOTHES O-- are you still recording this?

*scramble*

*click*
lockestheway: (peter: brooding is a wiggin thing)
[personal profile] lockestheway
Morning, folks, and welcome to another WTFH broadcast. I'm sure you're all dying to find out what's been going on with your classmates in the past 24 hours, what with everyone living such fascinating lives.

*chittering*

Yes, of course I am. Now give me the notes.

*thwock*

...not wrapped around an acorn.

Damn, it's hard to get good help around here, isn't it?

And here we go radio! )
lockestheway: (peter: brooding is a wiggin thing)
[personal profile] lockestheway
Morning, folks, and welcome to another WTFH broadcast. I'm sure you're all dying to find out what's been going on with your classmates in the past 24 hours, what with everyone living such fascinating lives.

*chittering*

Yes, of course I am. Now give me the notes.

*thwock*

...not wrapped around an acorn.

Damn, it's hard to get good help around here, isn't it?

And here we go radio! )
lockestheway: (peter: my eye on you)
[personal profile] lockestheway
Good morning, folks! I hope you've enjoyed our incident-free week thusfar, because you never know when something's going to come back and bite us in the ass. This is Peter Wiggin for WTFH, telling you all what you've been up to yesterday, inside and out.

Slightly More Upbeat Radio. )
lockestheway: (peter: my eye on you)
[personal profile] lockestheway
Good morning, folks! I hope you've enjoyed our incident-free week thusfar, because you never know when something's going to come back and bite us in the ass. This is Peter Wiggin for WTFH, telling you all what you've been up to yesterday, inside and out.

Slightly More Upbeat Radio. )
lockestheway: (peter: so i see)
[personal profile] lockestheway
Morning, folks! This is Peter Wiggin, and I'm back on the air for another semester, pouring through these squirrel notes in search of the truth. Or at least, the few kernels of news actually worth knowing.

But let's not waste time and get started, shall we?

Pretending To Be Cheery Radio. )
lockestheway: (peter: so i see)
[personal profile] lockestheway
Morning, folks! This is Peter Wiggin, and I'm back on the air for another semester, pouring through these squirrel notes in search of the truth. Or at least, the few kernels of news actually worth knowing.

But let's not waste time and get started, shall we?

Pretending To Be Cheery Radio. )
lockestheway: (peter: adooorable little psychopath)
[personal profile] lockestheway
G'morning, Fandom. This is Peter Wiggin, reporting for WTFH and running my second audition of the year. I hope hope hope you'll find this broadcast interesting and informative. Because that's what we're here for.

Ever So Genuine Radio. )
lockestheway: (peter: adooorable little psychopath)
[personal profile] lockestheway
G'morning, Fandom. This is Peter Wiggin, reporting for WTFH and running my second audition of the year. I hope hope hope you'll find this broadcast interesting and informative. Because that's what we're here for.

Ever So Genuine Radio. )

Fandom High RPG



About the Game

---       Master Game Index
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---       Application Information
---       Existing Character Directory

In-Character Comms

School and Grounds
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---       Staff Lounge
---       TA Lounge
---       Student Dorms

Around the Island
---       Fandom Town
---       Fandom Clinic

Communications
---       Radio News Recaps
---       Student Newspaper
---       IC Social Media Posts

Off-Island Travel
---       FH Trips

Once Upon a Time...
---       FH Wishverse AU


Out-of-Character Comms

---       Main OOC Comm
---       Plot Development
---       OOC-but-IC Fun





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