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fandom_radio2012-04-22 12:17 pm
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Fandom Radio, Sunday Morning 4/22
Jono: … Lord, it looks like the paintballers hit this place, too. Was anything spared?
Deadpool: It was war, Starsmore. War.
Jono: And war is hell. But at least I got a good chuckle out of it when someone wandered into the Boards.
Deadpool: You know, I still have plenty of ammo left...
Jono: Tell me, did you happen to see what the exterior of Scott's place looked like on your way in this morning?
Deadpool: You are a terrible influence, my grey friend.
Jono: As if you weren't already thinking it, mate.
Deadpool: Shh, read the notes before people realize we're plotting things here.
Jono: Right. Nothing happened at the school. Everybody was busy paintballing. Next.
Deadpool: So, over in the dorms, Peter is being a literal fox--ahahaha--and sending messages to Natalie. As you do. Percy was trying for a romantic feel with Luke by making him dinner. Possibly from a box. Cereal is a romantic dinner, right?
Jono: For all the romantic dinners I've eaten in the past decade, Deadpool, I'm going to have to go with yes.
Deadpool: Thought so! Elphaba was no longer a vole of some green variety. Missing out on aaaaall the fun of avoiding the school board. Worthington was up on the roof, brooding up a storm as his wings molted. I'm pretty sure that's gross. St--fine, fine Iron Man showed up to lure him out for some flying. If they battled it out over Jan, so help me god. Rinoa also stopped by to be sympathetic about the wings as she also has them. Huh. Interesting. Quinn also stopped by to bitch, but this time it was about having a cold. And then soup was promised. It's so sweet, I now need a dentist.
Jono: Watch out, Quinn. He likes them young.
Deadpool: Hey! I'm not Worthington here!
Jono: Well, naturally. You're mildly less obnoxious. After dark, Annie did some racing across the lawn in an attempt to restock her paintball supplies, but that didn't stop her from firing off some shots at Jeremy, who was unfortunate enough to just be walking by, and at Claudia, who she missed. And then teamed up with, because Claudia can make weapons. These notes are starting to explain so much about the state of the island this morning, really. Annie did it. Annie did it all.
Deadpool: Annie, you're the worst.
Jono: And a bit of a lousy shot, while we're at it.
Deadpool: Didn't we have a gun club once? It might help her out.
Jono: Might've been before my time. Or maybe I just figured it would be a bad idea to spend too much time around gunpowder, all things considered...
Deadpool: Damn you, psycho-kinetic flames!
Jono: Indeed. In town, Tino was serving drinks at the bar at Caritas last night, because in the lounge, people were gathering to plot out the mess that we all see before us this morning. Apparently Topher and Kitty over-ordered supplies, and it shows. And on top of that, you had people showing up with their own equipment. I shouldn't be surprised that Deadpool was one of those people, though Kitty and Topher seemed to be, while Anakin, who also brought his own, just compared the sizes of their respective guns with him. The notes say nothing about whose was bigger, I'll note.
Deadpool: Mine. Totally mine.
Jono: Warren and Kitty had a conversation about equipment made for wings, but it mostly seemed to be derailed when they placed one another as people who know one another but don't know one another, which seems to be a bit of a given when you come from any world where people run around in tights with ridiculous logos on their belts. Topher helped Warren suit up, at least, using items from a box for unconventional players. Fandom. After finishing her boggling at seeing Warren Worthington in miniature, Kitty directed her boggling toward Anakin's equipment, which suggests that perhaps Anakin's equipment was more impressive than Deadpool's after all. And I think here is where I duck.
Deadpool: *PFFIP* And boom goes the dynamite!
Jono: Oh, please, don't use the green one. It clashes with my everything.
Deadpool: Green? No, but I have yellow instead. *PFFIP*
Jono: … That'll do.
Deadpool: Now you look like a crazy elf.
Jono: A crazy elf who has been rolling in mustard. For what it's worth, all Topher had to say was that Anakin's cape was swooshy. But that isn't really news, is it? Simon was coerced into playing by Topher, who handed him some of those extraneous supplies, and then he talked to Kitty about whether or not powers were allowed during the game. The verdict was yes, and so all of you who decided to cheat against the normals last night can stop feeling guilty about it. Not that you likely were. Annie was there for paintball because she apparently used to be excellent at killing zombies, a valuable life skill. Girl-Sam explained to Kitty, meanwhile, that she's the paintball champion of Seattle before talking to Topher about a possible teamup. Wesley was there, too, informing Kitty that he was willing to give the game a go in spite of his wheelchair. And then it was time for Topher and Kitty to go over the rules, pass out more equipment because you can never have enough, and then lead everyone to the preserve for the start of the game.
Deadpool: Awww, we just lost it.
Jono: That's what you get for thinking about it, mate.
Deadpool: You suck Starsmore. I'll get you back for this.
Jono: Please, no more paint. I don't know if I can take it.
Deadpool: I'll find pink ammo. I will.
Jono: And I don't for a moment doubt that, either. Kitty kicked off the game by accidentally shooting Rilla, who was just wandering through. Wesley managed to shoot Simon in spite of those powers that he and Kitty had agreed to use, but he missed Kitty. For some reason or other, really. Anakin used his sizeable equipment to shoot at Tara, who then promised not to tell anybody where he was. A fine way to repay somebody for shooting at you, I say. In any case, Anakin was hit with a paintball from some mysterious source, somewhere. Hm.
Deadpool: Over at Stark's place, Topher was busy trying to rig the sprinkler systems up with paint. That just sounds like a disaster waiting to happen. And this is coming from me here. He gets Biiiiiiilly to help him out and then they plan to cheat. Cheating cheaters who cheat. I would never cheat at a game like this.
Jono: Oh, no, of course not. Other games, however...
Deadpool: Like D&D!
Jono: As is only right. I wonder if my sheet for Thorgabella survived the end of the world and its subsequent restoration...
Deadpool: We can only hope. Up on the roof Bender were set up with sniper style paint guns. I shoulda gotten some of those... They manage to get Stacey out of the game with those mad sniper skills. Billy and Topher got shot as they skipped out of the shop on their way to date or something. Who knows. Poor, poor Rilla got a warning shot taken at her before getting attacked by the sprinkler systems. Ben nearly takes out Claudia before letting her know what the dealio was.
Jono: Her own fault for being out in the open, of course.
Deadpool: This is Fandom, after all. She should be glad they were kind about it.
Jono: And explained, rather than continuing to pelt her with paint after missing?
Deadpool: Damn right. At Ching Tai, Electroclash and Guy had a date. A very strange date that involved shooting people with paint, it seems. You go, girl. Our fearless leader, Jaye was givin' booze to the squirrels here when she noticed they were dressed appropriately for the games. Where would they get those things in their size? And then Skywalker and his cape shot all those squirrels. That's not very nice, Skywalker. I kept to shooting en pee sees.
Jono: I don't know what that means, but I think it sounds mildly obscene...
Deadpool: You have a filthy mind. I blame your association with Professor 'I'm totally not sketchy' Xavier.
Jono: I try not to think about that, honestly.
Deadpool: He's just so creepy with his lack of hair and crazy eyebrows. And hitting on Jean Grey. Or was that retconned? Oh, who cares? And at MCA, Zayne is having gizka regret. I'm not sure what that means, but I'll assume it's from Mexico. Outside there, Jaye was shot by some mysterious stranger. Mysteeerious. After that, she ended up just throwing paint at people. People like Eric. Who does not have a bumpy forehead. Good... for him?
Jono: Smooth foreheads. All the rage these days. You heard it here first, Fandom.
Deadpool: Botox time?
Jono: Nothing like a good shot of botulism to the face, really.
Deadpool: It's also all the rage.
Jono: The staff was wearing uniforms at Cafe Luke's, where Zinzi noticed Annie hiding out next to the building. Naturally, this led to her arming herself. I don't much blame her. Annie seems to be a bit of a go-getter when it comes to paintball. Dani was stacking hay bales at the Gig, which Jaye threw paint at. As you do. Bo went home from the Devil's Nest to change after nearly getting hit with paint, and Stacey stopped by to ask for club soda in an attempt to rescue her clothing. Naturally. And at the Boards, I was doing a bit of scheduling. And, well, levitating. And then Annie came into my bloody theatre in the dead of night. Naturally, I dumped some paint on her head from the catwalks while she ran away from a bit of a distraction I had created down below.
Deadpool: Like boiling oil on the heads of those attempting to storm the castle.
Jono: Nearly as satisfying, too.
Deadpool: *PFFIP*
Jono: Bloody hell!
Deadpool: It was war, Starsmore. War.
Jono: And war is hell. But at least I got a good chuckle out of it when someone wandered into the Boards.
Deadpool: You know, I still have plenty of ammo left...
Jono: Tell me, did you happen to see what the exterior of Scott's place looked like on your way in this morning?
Deadpool: You are a terrible influence, my grey friend.
Jono: As if you weren't already thinking it, mate.
Deadpool: Shh, read the notes before people realize we're plotting things here.
Jono: Right. Nothing happened at the school. Everybody was busy paintballing. Next.
Deadpool: So, over in the dorms, Peter is being a literal fox--ahahaha--and sending messages to Natalie. As you do. Percy was trying for a romantic feel with Luke by making him dinner. Possibly from a box. Cereal is a romantic dinner, right?
Jono: For all the romantic dinners I've eaten in the past decade, Deadpool, I'm going to have to go with yes.
Deadpool: Thought so! Elphaba was no longer a vole of some green variety. Missing out on aaaaall the fun of avoiding the school board. Worthington was up on the roof, brooding up a storm as his wings molted. I'm pretty sure that's gross. St--fine, fine Iron Man showed up to lure him out for some flying. If they battled it out over Jan, so help me god. Rinoa also stopped by to be sympathetic about the wings as she also has them. Huh. Interesting. Quinn also stopped by to bitch, but this time it was about having a cold. And then soup was promised. It's so sweet, I now need a dentist.
Jono: Watch out, Quinn. He likes them young.
Deadpool: Hey! I'm not Worthington here!
Jono: Well, naturally. You're mildly less obnoxious. After dark, Annie did some racing across the lawn in an attempt to restock her paintball supplies, but that didn't stop her from firing off some shots at Jeremy, who was unfortunate enough to just be walking by, and at Claudia, who she missed. And then teamed up with, because Claudia can make weapons. These notes are starting to explain so much about the state of the island this morning, really. Annie did it. Annie did it all.
Deadpool: Annie, you're the worst.
Jono: And a bit of a lousy shot, while we're at it.
Deadpool: Didn't we have a gun club once? It might help her out.
Jono: Might've been before my time. Or maybe I just figured it would be a bad idea to spend too much time around gunpowder, all things considered...
Deadpool: Damn you, psycho-kinetic flames!
Jono: Indeed. In town, Tino was serving drinks at the bar at Caritas last night, because in the lounge, people were gathering to plot out the mess that we all see before us this morning. Apparently Topher and Kitty over-ordered supplies, and it shows. And on top of that, you had people showing up with their own equipment. I shouldn't be surprised that Deadpool was one of those people, though Kitty and Topher seemed to be, while Anakin, who also brought his own, just compared the sizes of their respective guns with him. The notes say nothing about whose was bigger, I'll note.
Deadpool: Mine. Totally mine.
Jono: Warren and Kitty had a conversation about equipment made for wings, but it mostly seemed to be derailed when they placed one another as people who know one another but don't know one another, which seems to be a bit of a given when you come from any world where people run around in tights with ridiculous logos on their belts. Topher helped Warren suit up, at least, using items from a box for unconventional players. Fandom. After finishing her boggling at seeing Warren Worthington in miniature, Kitty directed her boggling toward Anakin's equipment, which suggests that perhaps Anakin's equipment was more impressive than Deadpool's after all. And I think here is where I duck.
Deadpool: *PFFIP* And boom goes the dynamite!
Jono: Oh, please, don't use the green one. It clashes with my everything.
Deadpool: Green? No, but I have yellow instead. *PFFIP*
Jono: … That'll do.
Deadpool: Now you look like a crazy elf.
Jono: A crazy elf who has been rolling in mustard. For what it's worth, all Topher had to say was that Anakin's cape was swooshy. But that isn't really news, is it? Simon was coerced into playing by Topher, who handed him some of those extraneous supplies, and then he talked to Kitty about whether or not powers were allowed during the game. The verdict was yes, and so all of you who decided to cheat against the normals last night can stop feeling guilty about it. Not that you likely were. Annie was there for paintball because she apparently used to be excellent at killing zombies, a valuable life skill. Girl-Sam explained to Kitty, meanwhile, that she's the paintball champion of Seattle before talking to Topher about a possible teamup. Wesley was there, too, informing Kitty that he was willing to give the game a go in spite of his wheelchair. And then it was time for Topher and Kitty to go over the rules, pass out more equipment because you can never have enough, and then lead everyone to the preserve for the start of the game.
Deadpool: Awww, we just lost it.
Jono: That's what you get for thinking about it, mate.
Deadpool: You suck Starsmore. I'll get you back for this.
Jono: Please, no more paint. I don't know if I can take it.
Deadpool: I'll find pink ammo. I will.
Jono: And I don't for a moment doubt that, either. Kitty kicked off the game by accidentally shooting Rilla, who was just wandering through. Wesley managed to shoot Simon in spite of those powers that he and Kitty had agreed to use, but he missed Kitty. For some reason or other, really. Anakin used his sizeable equipment to shoot at Tara, who then promised not to tell anybody where he was. A fine way to repay somebody for shooting at you, I say. In any case, Anakin was hit with a paintball from some mysterious source, somewhere. Hm.
Deadpool: Over at Stark's place, Topher was busy trying to rig the sprinkler systems up with paint. That just sounds like a disaster waiting to happen. And this is coming from me here. He gets Biiiiiiilly to help him out and then they plan to cheat. Cheating cheaters who cheat. I would never cheat at a game like this.
Jono: Oh, no, of course not. Other games, however...
Deadpool: Like D&D!
Jono: As is only right. I wonder if my sheet for Thorgabella survived the end of the world and its subsequent restoration...
Deadpool: We can only hope. Up on the roof Bender were set up with sniper style paint guns. I shoulda gotten some of those... They manage to get Stacey out of the game with those mad sniper skills. Billy and Topher got shot as they skipped out of the shop on their way to date or something. Who knows. Poor, poor Rilla got a warning shot taken at her before getting attacked by the sprinkler systems. Ben nearly takes out Claudia before letting her know what the dealio was.
Jono: Her own fault for being out in the open, of course.
Deadpool: This is Fandom, after all. She should be glad they were kind about it.
Jono: And explained, rather than continuing to pelt her with paint after missing?
Deadpool: Damn right. At Ching Tai, Electroclash and Guy had a date. A very strange date that involved shooting people with paint, it seems. You go, girl. Our fearless leader, Jaye was givin' booze to the squirrels here when she noticed they were dressed appropriately for the games. Where would they get those things in their size? And then Skywalker and his cape shot all those squirrels. That's not very nice, Skywalker. I kept to shooting en pee sees.
Jono: I don't know what that means, but I think it sounds mildly obscene...
Deadpool: You have a filthy mind. I blame your association with Professor 'I'm totally not sketchy' Xavier.
Jono: I try not to think about that, honestly.
Deadpool: He's just so creepy with his lack of hair and crazy eyebrows. And hitting on Jean Grey. Or was that retconned? Oh, who cares? And at MCA, Zayne is having gizka regret. I'm not sure what that means, but I'll assume it's from Mexico. Outside there, Jaye was shot by some mysterious stranger. Mysteeerious. After that, she ended up just throwing paint at people. People like Eric. Who does not have a bumpy forehead. Good... for him?
Jono: Smooth foreheads. All the rage these days. You heard it here first, Fandom.
Deadpool: Botox time?
Jono: Nothing like a good shot of botulism to the face, really.
Deadpool: It's also all the rage.
Jono: The staff was wearing uniforms at Cafe Luke's, where Zinzi noticed Annie hiding out next to the building. Naturally, this led to her arming herself. I don't much blame her. Annie seems to be a bit of a go-getter when it comes to paintball. Dani was stacking hay bales at the Gig, which Jaye threw paint at. As you do. Bo went home from the Devil's Nest to change after nearly getting hit with paint, and Stacey stopped by to ask for club soda in an attempt to rescue her clothing. Naturally. And at the Boards, I was doing a bit of scheduling. And, well, levitating. And then Annie came into my bloody theatre in the dead of night. Naturally, I dumped some paint on her head from the catwalks while she ran away from a bit of a distraction I had created down below.
Deadpool: Like boiling oil on the heads of those attempting to storm the castle.
Jono: Nearly as satisfying, too.
Deadpool: *PFFIP*
Jono: Bloody hell!
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Oh, Ben was going to pay. Oh yes. And he would suffer.
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Just, you know. A lot. IT HAD BEEN WAR, OKAY?