dollpocalypse (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
dollpocalypse) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
fandom_radio2012-04-28 10:13 am
dollpocalypse) wrote in fandom_radio2012-04-28 10:13 am
Entry tags:
Fandom Radio, Saturday, April 28th
*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.
SCHOOL
Topher: The library was boring and quiet. As one might expect. Peter, want a turn?
Peter: Not in the slightest.
DORMS
Peter: Karla made some kind of 'serious phone call' in her room. I'd say I'm scared of what it might be, but I've got bigger problems right now. Jaina also had one, because it seems to be the season for it.
Topher: Ooh, I like Jaina.
Peter: Lion-O - the walking lion thing, I presume - had some folks over called Wily-Kit and Kat in the park, there was some hubub about pranking and someone attacking villages, and-- … …
Topher: ...and?
Peter: Look, Topher, I really am going to have to hang up now.
Topher: Fine, fine. SOME PEOPLE.
*beeping phone noise*
…
*loud chittering*
*skittering across the floor*
TOWN
Topher: Well then. Since some people just hung up the phone, I will continue on my own. Lucky you guys. So there were Nabooburgers at Goodvalor's, which I hope are not made out of kreetle because kreetles are icky. There were horseshoe crabs at Fish 'n Bait, which I guess is a kind of fish... or bait, and lots of paperwork at the Trooper Station. Trick at Portalocity was working on discounts -- we still have a Portalocity? Huh -- and so was Seifer at Groovy Tunes and Karla at you-know-where. Bod was actually doing his work, congratulations on being weird by this island's standards, and Loki spent most of his shift at the Magic Box reading fanfic and talking to Tara about how to troll. Hang on, I might've seen him on some forums.
And at the Arms Hotel, guests checked in, including Peter and Petra, who... were here for Ender and did not want to have to share a room. …...what?
*door opening*
Peter: --Wilson, hold the door for me, please-- so Ender was right about the radio station...
*excitable chittering*
Topher: …...............................WHAT.
Peter: Hey, kid.
Topher: …........................hi, Peter. Future Peter. Older Peter with... stubble or whatever. THIS ISN'T OUR NORMAL PETER, LISTENERS.
Peter: I'm a normal Peter. Actually, I was here first - not that it matters. I read something about a temporary vacancy?
Topher: Yes! Um, go for it.
*papers rustling*
Peter: So I just read--? Okay. Someone named Sarah spent her day productively, brooding over a bunch of pastries. Someone else called Guy joined her to give her some lip about her community service. Remind me, if portals are ever put to wider-spread use, I need to see about time lag legislation.
Topher: You do. 'Cause a lot of sci-fi doesn't even consider that but you'd think it'd be a big deal since portals are, you know, a thing, and there's all these laws about airlines but most people don't even consider...
Peter: I'll have my people look into it.
Topher: Do that.
Peter: My brother's friend Ben Skywalker was worried about letting his father know about his future plans. Of course, as seems to be the norm here from what I've heard, he was interrupted. By someone named Tahiri. They seem to go back a while; their conversation wasn't without its low points. Tony showed up and lectured Ben about the importance of voting - which I have to agree with. If you're going to be joining productive society, you'd better use your rights as a citizen. Some fine folk called Lucivar, Kardeen and Aaron dropped by as well, but their conversation defaulted to... penguins. And drinking.
This is why I don't drink.
Stop rolling your eyes at the radio, Petra.
Topher: Petra Arkanian? Wait, penguins? My penguins? Ben and I share penguins together. Also Tony and Billy and... we have penguins.
Peter: In your room?!
Topher: No, at the penguin sanctuary. Duh.
Peter: Oh, so one of those adopt-a-zoo-animal things. Nevermind, then. Warren took to the skies last night - and I mean that literally. Not that I'm not sure you all already know about his aerial pursuits. Lucivar tracked him down and promised to beat him with sticks - I'm not sure how that helps with the flying - while Iceman just tried to encourage him to stick around after graduation. Well, if this Lucivar character gets out those sticks... Hercules caught Warren's attention by bellowing.
At... what time is this? Doesn't this island have noise restrictions?
Topher: No.
Peter: Anyway, it was loud enough to get Karla to come to him. You need noise restrictions.
Topher: You should've seen paintball last week, dude. Loud. Very loud.
Peter: No thanks. Petra's a lot better at that kind of thing than I am. Eric, the manager of the Devil's Nest, offered up cheap drinks. Well, it is graduation. Someone called Scott showed up and met someone the same called Scott. I wish I didn't have personal experience with this phenomenon, but I do. I hope they handled it with grace.
Peter: Bobby, one of the Scott's friends, apparently hadn't been completely clear about the two-Scotts-issue. Well. Forward thinking is a craft, too. Ben and Bobby are friends, as it turns out - Ender, be careful - and discuss the arrival of a guest Ben isn't too happy about. Who's that?
Peter: Ah... Vestara, yes. Their mutual dislike is so clear that they wind up arguing or flirting about cookies. *beat* Look, kid, Valentine's on the island. I'd hope for your sake it's the former.
Topher: Ew. Ben flirting.
Peter: I think that's something we can both agree on.
Topher: You should've heard him that day in the lab.
Peter: Pass. Rounding off, we have another case of meeting-your-younger self when Luke meets Luke. Seriously, someone should just tack up a list of steps to undertake in case of finding a doppelganger when you visit this place.
Topher: Well, you didn't. Lucky you.
Peter: I did the first time around. That was... awkward.
Topher: ...was he nice?
Peter: No comment.
Topher: Sounds about right.
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.
SCHOOL
Topher: The library was boring and quiet. As one might expect. Peter, want a turn?
Peter: Not in the slightest.
DORMS
Peter: Karla made some kind of 'serious phone call' in her room. I'd say I'm scared of what it might be, but I've got bigger problems right now. Jaina also had one, because it seems to be the season for it.
Topher: Ooh, I like Jaina.
Peter: Lion-O - the walking lion thing, I presume - had some folks over called Wily-Kit and Kat in the park, there was some hubub about pranking and someone attacking villages, and-- … …
Topher: ...and?
Peter: Look, Topher, I really am going to have to hang up now.
Topher: Fine, fine. SOME PEOPLE.
*beeping phone noise*
…
*loud chittering*
*skittering across the floor*
TOWN
Topher: Well then. Since some people just hung up the phone, I will continue on my own. Lucky you guys. So there were Nabooburgers at Goodvalor's, which I hope are not made out of kreetle because kreetles are icky. There were horseshoe crabs at Fish 'n Bait, which I guess is a kind of fish... or bait, and lots of paperwork at the Trooper Station. Trick at Portalocity was working on discounts -- we still have a Portalocity? Huh -- and so was Seifer at Groovy Tunes and Karla at you-know-where. Bod was actually doing his work, congratulations on being weird by this island's standards, and Loki spent most of his shift at the Magic Box reading fanfic and talking to Tara about how to troll. Hang on, I might've seen him on some forums.
And at the Arms Hotel, guests checked in, including Peter and Petra, who... were here for Ender and did not want to have to share a room. …...what?
*door opening*
Peter: --Wilson, hold the door for me, please-- so Ender was right about the radio station...
*excitable chittering*
Topher: …...............................WHAT.
Peter: Hey, kid.
Topher: …........................hi, Peter. Future Peter. Older Peter with... stubble or whatever. THIS ISN'T OUR NORMAL PETER, LISTENERS.
Peter: I'm a normal Peter. Actually, I was here first - not that it matters. I read something about a temporary vacancy?
Topher: Yes! Um, go for it.
*papers rustling*
Peter: So I just read--? Okay. Someone named Sarah spent her day productively, brooding over a bunch of pastries. Someone else called Guy joined her to give her some lip about her community service. Remind me, if portals are ever put to wider-spread use, I need to see about time lag legislation.
Topher: You do. 'Cause a lot of sci-fi doesn't even consider that but you'd think it'd be a big deal since portals are, you know, a thing, and there's all these laws about airlines but most people don't even consider...
Peter: I'll have my people look into it.
Topher: Do that.
Peter: My brother's friend Ben Skywalker was worried about letting his father know about his future plans. Of course, as seems to be the norm here from what I've heard, he was interrupted. By someone named Tahiri. They seem to go back a while; their conversation wasn't without its low points. Tony showed up and lectured Ben about the importance of voting - which I have to agree with. If you're going to be joining productive society, you'd better use your rights as a citizen. Some fine folk called Lucivar, Kardeen and Aaron dropped by as well, but their conversation defaulted to... penguins. And drinking.
This is why I don't drink.
Stop rolling your eyes at the radio, Petra.
Topher: Petra Arkanian? Wait, penguins? My penguins? Ben and I share penguins together. Also Tony and Billy and... we have penguins.
Peter: In your room?!
Topher: No, at the penguin sanctuary. Duh.
Peter: Oh, so one of those adopt-a-zoo-animal things. Nevermind, then. Warren took to the skies last night - and I mean that literally. Not that I'm not sure you all already know about his aerial pursuits. Lucivar tracked him down and promised to beat him with sticks - I'm not sure how that helps with the flying - while Iceman just tried to encourage him to stick around after graduation. Well, if this Lucivar character gets out those sticks... Hercules caught Warren's attention by bellowing.
At... what time is this? Doesn't this island have noise restrictions?
Topher: No.
Peter: Anyway, it was loud enough to get Karla to come to him. You need noise restrictions.
Topher: You should've seen paintball last week, dude. Loud. Very loud.
Peter: No thanks. Petra's a lot better at that kind of thing than I am. Eric, the manager of the Devil's Nest, offered up cheap drinks. Well, it is graduation. Someone called Scott showed up and met someone the same called Scott. I wish I didn't have personal experience with this phenomenon, but I do. I hope they handled it with grace.
Peter: Bobby, one of the Scott's friends, apparently hadn't been completely clear about the two-Scotts-issue. Well. Forward thinking is a craft, too. Ben and Bobby are friends, as it turns out - Ender, be careful - and discuss the arrival of a guest Ben isn't too happy about. Who's that?
Peter: Ah... Vestara, yes. Their mutual dislike is so clear that they wind up arguing or flirting about cookies. *beat* Look, kid, Valentine's on the island. I'd hope for your sake it's the former.
Topher: Ew. Ben flirting.
Peter: I think that's something we can both agree on.
Topher: You should've heard him that day in the lab.
Peter: Pass. Rounding off, we have another case of meeting-your-younger self when Luke meets Luke. Seriously, someone should just tack up a list of steps to undertake in case of finding a doppelganger when you visit this place.
Topher: Well, you didn't. Lucky you.
Peter: I did the first time around. That was... awkward.
Topher: ...was he nice?
Peter: No comment.
Topher: Sounds about right.