2010-08-07

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Fandom Radio, Friday, August 6

Zoe: Good evening, Fandom. There'd better be some of you still out there listening to this, or I am not going to be pleased. If you're outside right now, you'd better get the hell inside, because things are getting worse out there.

Grace: Mommy! Bad word!

Zoe: Someday, I'm going to have the time to teach you all about situational swearing, I promise.

The news is under here! )

It looks like that's almost everything except...all right, why do I have a note about people going down below the island? If any of you went on this little trip, come and find me tomorrow, because you'd better not have done something that stupid without a good reason. As for the rest of you, have a good night, and for the love of whatever higher power you believe in, stay safe.
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Radio Announcement - Early Saturday Evening

Thanks to the intrepid library researchers, Zoe had a better idea of how to try to beat the current craziness and get all of their missing folks back. Whether or not it would work...well, only time would tell on that one.

"Good evening, everyone. This is Principal Winchester with an important announcement. I need everyone who is capable of performing acts of magic to meet me outside of the school this evening to check on the mechanism that exists under the island. Please make your way to the school carefully. We'll all leave from there together to ensure everyone's safety, and I'll have further information for you there. Thank you."

[Aaaaand there's your announcement, magic team! We're handwaving the walk from the school to the device, so just head for the post linked above!]
carpe_demon: (I've fallen and I can't get up)
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WTFH Radio, Saturday, August 7

Good evening, Fandom! I had to shimmer to the radio station to get you tonight's news, and I have to report that my squirrels are very, very drunk. But they are so dedicated to their task that they braved voids and monsters galore to gather me these notes. Give the next squirrel you see a pat on the head for their dedication; they deserve it. )

So that's it, and I'm running for cover again. Hop aboard, my squirrelly friends. You can stay with me until this blows over.