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fandom_radio2012-04-07 09:49 am
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Fandom Radio, Saturday, April 7th
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.
SCHOOL
Peter: Chasing History’s Monsters did the zombie thing. Okay then. I’d been given to believe those had gone out of style thousands of years ago.
Topher: ...they're supposed to be historical?
Peter: No, but... look, I don't watch these things.
Topher: They freak you out?
Peter: I meant movies in general.
Then Oz dipped into his famous well of creative class ideas and sent us on an Easter egg hunt. In the dark. While there were explosives strapped to the eggs. We were a little... dubious.
Topher: This from the guy who made up the thing about the C-4. Sigh.
Peter: I took the explosives with a grain of salt. The night vision goggles, on the other hand...
Topher: Sketchy.
Peter: A little, yeah. But then it's Oz. Leadership class continues its MO of the past few weeks by talking about going solo. Debate about the pros and cons of the past weekend followed. I'm sure between this and the air hockey, we're making some inspiring leaders here this week.
Art of Scrap, the opportunistic little scamps, spent their class painting eggs. Meanwhile, Wesley got all worked up about the children's books in the library. Different kind of demons than he's used to, I suppose.
Topher: Louder. More annoying. Et cetera.
Peter: Oh, and then there was Apathy Club. I almost feel like I'm betraying the very spirit of the club by mentioning it, but there you go. Apparently there was Easter egg balancing, which seems like rather more activity than I'd expect of an Apathy Club.
Topher: See, I don't get that. If they're apathetic, why do they go?
Peter: Too apathetic not to, I presume.
Topher: And in her office hours, Jaye was suffering from an earworm. Sad, really.
Peter: We know those are deadly.
DORMS
Topher: In the afternoon, Peter's best friend ever Rebecca was talking to her cat. As you do.
Peter: Ahahah Rebecca is a cat person now?
Topher: It says here it just showed up last weekend.
…
Topher: Oh my god.
Peter: I don't think she gave birth to a cat, Topher.
Topher: Yeah, that'd be genetically pretty weird. Peter was on the deck with coffee and a doughnut -- that doesn't sound like you.
*paper rustling*
Topher: Oh, and the news. Never mind.
Peter: Happy to be of service.
Topher: If that's what you want to call it. And in the common room, Bruce was watching documentaries about animals. Britta hypothesized that her love of all animals would spare her if animals ever rose up and ruled over us all, which I seriously doubt, and Petra shared her thoughts on how to combat an angry giraffe. Okay.
Peter: I... completely fail to have thoughts on that.
Topher: First time ever?
Peter: Hardly. I know how to ration my thoughts.
TOWN
Topher: At the Trooper Station, Audrey was avoiding the dancing stormtroopers or whatever. And then Jake came by and avoided them too.
Peter: Glad to hear everyone managed to avoid everything.
Topher: The droids at Goodvalor's were being normal, Kenzi was reading at the Kenzi store, Seifer was playing World of Warcraft at Groovy Tunes, Jon and Jono discussed tree frogs at Fish 'N Bait, Hope was reading a magazine at Turtle and Canary, and there was death metal at the Devil's Nest, which seems appropriate. And in other news, no one did their jobs.
Peter: But that's pretty much every week.
Topher: ...also it's me at the shop. Anyway. Also Ben and Ender kissed a lot and talked about having babies at Stark Industries. The end.
Peter: Ugh.
Topher: About it being the end? I'm sure we can find some old notes from other days if you wanna stick around and read some more.
Peter: No, not about it being the end, Christopher. But nevermind. We're done here - goodbye, everyone, and have a good weekend!
Topher: Don't call me that!
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.
SCHOOL
Peter: Chasing History’s Monsters did the zombie thing. Okay then. I’d been given to believe those had gone out of style thousands of years ago.
Topher: ...they're supposed to be historical?
Peter: No, but... look, I don't watch these things.
Topher: They freak you out?
Peter: I meant movies in general.
Then Oz dipped into his famous well of creative class ideas and sent us on an Easter egg hunt. In the dark. While there were explosives strapped to the eggs. We were a little... dubious.
Topher: This from the guy who made up the thing about the C-4. Sigh.
Peter: I took the explosives with a grain of salt. The night vision goggles, on the other hand...
Topher: Sketchy.
Peter: A little, yeah. But then it's Oz. Leadership class continues its MO of the past few weeks by talking about going solo. Debate about the pros and cons of the past weekend followed. I'm sure between this and the air hockey, we're making some inspiring leaders here this week.
Art of Scrap, the opportunistic little scamps, spent their class painting eggs. Meanwhile, Wesley got all worked up about the children's books in the library. Different kind of demons than he's used to, I suppose.
Topher: Louder. More annoying. Et cetera.
Peter: Oh, and then there was Apathy Club. I almost feel like I'm betraying the very spirit of the club by mentioning it, but there you go. Apparently there was Easter egg balancing, which seems like rather more activity than I'd expect of an Apathy Club.
Topher: See, I don't get that. If they're apathetic, why do they go?
Peter: Too apathetic not to, I presume.
Topher: And in her office hours, Jaye was suffering from an earworm. Sad, really.
Peter: We know those are deadly.
DORMS
Topher: In the afternoon, Peter's best friend ever Rebecca was talking to her cat. As you do.
Peter: Ahahah Rebecca is a cat person now?
Topher: It says here it just showed up last weekend.
…
Topher: Oh my god.
Peter: I don't think she gave birth to a cat, Topher.
Topher: Yeah, that'd be genetically pretty weird. Peter was on the deck with coffee and a doughnut -- that doesn't sound like you.
*paper rustling*
Topher: Oh, and the news. Never mind.
Peter: Happy to be of service.
Topher: If that's what you want to call it. And in the common room, Bruce was watching documentaries about animals. Britta hypothesized that her love of all animals would spare her if animals ever rose up and ruled over us all, which I seriously doubt, and Petra shared her thoughts on how to combat an angry giraffe. Okay.
Peter: I... completely fail to have thoughts on that.
Topher: First time ever?
Peter: Hardly. I know how to ration my thoughts.
TOWN
Topher: At the Trooper Station, Audrey was avoiding the dancing stormtroopers or whatever. And then Jake came by and avoided them too.
Peter: Glad to hear everyone managed to avoid everything.
Topher: The droids at Goodvalor's were being normal, Kenzi was reading at the Kenzi store, Seifer was playing World of Warcraft at Groovy Tunes, Jon and Jono discussed tree frogs at Fish 'N Bait, Hope was reading a magazine at Turtle and Canary, and there was death metal at the Devil's Nest, which seems appropriate. And in other news, no one did their jobs.
Peter: But that's pretty much every week.
Topher: ...also it's me at the shop. Anyway. Also Ben and Ender kissed a lot and talked about having babies at Stark Industries. The end.
Peter: Ugh.
Topher: About it being the end? I'm sure we can find some old notes from other days if you wanna stick around and read some more.
Peter: No, not about it being the end, Christopher. But nevermind. We're done here - goodbye, everyone, and have a good weekend!
Topher: Don't call me that!