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Fandom Radio, Tuesday, September 4th
You know, I can think of ways I'd prefer to be woken up that aren't 'being dragged into the radio station by a pack of squirrels wearing raincoats and galoshes,' but seeing as none of those are likely to happen in the near future I'll spare the lot of you the details. Good morning, Fandom. This is Jonothon Starsmore, holding a stack of soggy notes, and I am not the least bit apologetic for hearing the siren going off in the rain and then rolling over and going back to sleep. When I was a student, the rain was made of chocolate.
Somehow I doubt that'll put you all into better moods this morning, so I'll just read the notes and resist the urge to add something about walking fifteen miles uphill in the snow to get to class.
And I'll start, of course, with what happened at the School. Where there were classes, because the only holiday they actually seem to observe here is Christmas, and I suspect that's only because it falls on the break between semesters. Jaye had the same complaint in her Philosophy 101 class, and so it was movie day to the shock of us all. After watching Jersey Shore Shark Attack, students got to express their feelings on films starring Pauly D in the form of an essay. Lucky them.
A Tale of Two Lions learned about hereditary monarchy, and discussed the pros and cons amongst themselves. While Dany and Sia both seemed to endorse the idea with a 'better the devil you know' mindset, Yeul pointed out that in her own reality, somebody just killed the ruler in power and pretended to be them. Crafty. Zayne had the right idea in How To Start A Business by explaining that Labour Day existed in order to improve working conditions, and then letting his students leave class early. And in the library, William was playing mother duck to a handful of biology books who insisted on following him around. I had a book about giraffes do that to me, once. It was full of scientific facts that I'm certain must exist in some reality, somewhere. And if it does, I want to witness this interplanetary conveyor belt for myself.
I would normally cover the notes from the dorms next, but seeing as the squirrels are hanging those ones up to dry, perhaps I'll skip them for now and move straight along into Town. Town, where Cade got himself acquainted to the layout of Stark Industries before his first shift. Bit of a mind for technology, Cade? I might have to ask for your help in programming new scenarios into the Danger Shop sometime. At the Devil's Nest, Jack was enjoying a pastry when Kaidan came in to check up on him in the wake of the full moon. For his trouble, Jack explained that vampires also exist, though it's a notion that might take Kaidan some getting used to. In any case, Kaidan didn't stick around for long, what with Derek's lurking about. Derek. Derek, mate, there are rules about these things. If you're going to stare at somebody like that in a bar, you had best be buying them a drink. Granted, it did get him Jack all to himself in order to talk about bondage and disobedient teenagers. Two things that I'm already sorry to have just put into the same sentence.
At Cafe Luke's, Vincent was running the place with a Labour Day theme in mind. I can only take this to mean that the place wasn't open at all, but the look the squirrels are giving me suggests otherwise. On the beach, Dave was left with the grill after stumbling on a holiday barbecue, where he got to make a veggie burger for Stacey over talk of snow, and something for Olive after she decided he didn't look like the sort to go around poisoning things. And, of course, Jake opened Caritas last night, and wasn't late at all. Truly.
Now, have those Dorms notes dried out, yet? Here, just give them to me and I'll do my best to read the squirrel-scratch. With any luck, the ink you used didn't run.
… No, of course that wouldn't be the case. But I can still gloat about having spent my night in bed with a cat keeping my feet warm, I suppose, since everybody over at the dorm building spent their night on the lawn. Wet. Cold. Shirtless, the way Cade was when he left Korra speechless after complimenting her polar bear dog. And noisy, the way Cade was when he complained to Atton about how loud it was, between the sirens and the crying baby. Or practical, as Jessica was when talking to Atton about the need to have emergency umbrellas set aside in case this sort of thing happens again. And trust me, students, it will happen again. I'm certain the building will lose heat and power in the middle of a snowstorm on most of you someday, too.
Jace and Natalie discussed the aesthetics of her fire drill attire, before talking about the necessity of the drill itself and how people are going to be in a mood the next day. I don't teach until Friday, so I have no complaints. Billy wrapped his arms around Topher in order to help keep him warm, and I suspect I'll be reading a few notes like this one before the morning is through. Topher also complained to Peter about how Peter had the presence of mind to grab a coat when he didn't, nor did he grab the keys to Stark Industries or some other place where they could escape from the rain. I suppose students will be sewing spare keys for their places of employment into their underwear, now.
Alec and Mercy complained about how inconvenient it was, and how loud it was. Alec and Jace decided that they weren't going to let people into the building again until everybody was good and annoyed. And going by how long the screeching went on last night, I'd say there are a few of you who are a great deal more patient than I. Olive was impressed by Victor's forethought in grabbing a blanket, though be confessed that he really only grabbed it because he didn't want the entire student body to see him in his boxer shorts. I imagine he would have fit into the crowd, really, though Zhari was rather pleased that she wasn't the only one who had thought of bringing a blanket. Wouldn't have saved you from the chocolate a while back, I'm afraid.
Sia and Olive spent their time concocting revenge for whoever might have set off the alarm. And complaining about the rain, a theme for the evening. Atton wasn't one to miss the opportunity to call Sia 'Marsie,' which he'll likely continue to use until it's been bled of all amusement, some many years down the road. Evan was playing umbrella for his dog, and then for Zhari, who seemed to know him, but apparently not his puppy. Cade blamed Sparkle's entire world for the weather, which led to talk about sentient planets and employment, and I'm not certain how most of those things piece together, honestly. Victor, encouraged by Sparkle, made an attempt to zap the sirens. As you all might have guessed, it didn't work.
The crying baby note from earlier makes a good deal more sense, now. As it turns out, Rilla was having some trouble getting a crying baby Jims to settle down. Fortunately, Stacey and Zhari were there to offer their help with the little lad.
Cade and Olive talked about his tattoos, which led into a discussion about pirates. And about rum. I imagine the squirrels haven't offered me any yet because they're busy drinking it themselves in hopes of warming up after a night spent in the rain. Olive and Jessica talked about the likelihood that it was a real fire, though they decided it was probably more likely somebody standing under a smoke detector with a cigarette. If it takes the blame off of the faculty, then I say, by all means, go on believing that, ladies. Mercy attempted to reassure Dany that the alarm wouldn't last too long, but Dany didn't hear, what with having her hands over her ears. Useful for sirens. Less useful for conversation.
It wasn't until Topher asked about Tony's laptop that Tony was even aware that it was raining. I can only assume this means he's found some way to waterproof the thing. I can't even keep my cell phone dry in the rain, so I'm impressed, I think. Dany decided that Loki using magic to keep dry was cheating, somehow, which led into a talk about what exactly haters are, and where they should go, as there wasn't exactly a lineup to the left and- you children are adorable.
Matt ran quite literally into Stacey, and they talked for a while about how difficult it was to think around the loudness of the sirens before going for a walk. Hanna informed Mercy that she was having fun, really, and Olive informed Jim that he looked happy, which mostly just gave him an excuse to start complaining about the noise. But not the rain, so much. He informed Mercy that the rain wouldn't be so bad without the sirens, and they started making plans to go from door to door until somebody let them in. I... might have let people into the Boards last night, had anybody come by. I can't make promises as to my state of mind after being woken up in the dead of night to play host to a party of soggy students, but there's plenty of room in the theatre, and you lot could've changed into something from the costume racks until your own clothing dried out.
Hindsight, hm?
Mercy let Arietty and her rat ride on her shoulder so that they wouldn't get trampled while Mercy explained just what the fire drill was all about. Yeul and Zhari bonded over blankets and how neither of them really had any complaints, and Mercy wandered over to complain to Billy about the fire drill, next. The lawn wasn't complaint-deficient in spite of your optimism, Yeul and Zhari. You'll have to give in to the annoyance sooner next time, and then perhaps the alarm won't last as long, hm?
Zhari informed Ace that her complaining reminded her a bit of her sister, and Yeul mostly just tried to bring her optimism into this by pointing out that it wasn't snowing. Just hang in there, ladies. Snowstorms without heat. They'll happen.
Richie was treated to Zhari's attempt to find an upside to all of this, though she had to concede that if somebody pulled the alarm just to set it off, then even she'd be grumpy about it. But just think. If somebody did pull it, they were left standing out in the rain as well. And then the notes all get rounded off with a dose of Zhari being... not reassuring, but rather insane at poor Toby.
Weather must've finally gotten to her, poor thing.
Now, I believe that's all of the notes I have. And it's Tuesday, and I don't have any classes to teach today. While the students of the island all slog through their school day, I'm going to head back home, have myself some coffee, and then perhaps spend my day doing nothing productive in the least.
And I'm going to enjoy it, too.
This is Jonothon Starsmore on WTFH Radio, leaving you with an hour of commercial-free musical broadcasting, consisting entirely of songs about rain.
You're welcome.
Somehow I doubt that'll put you all into better moods this morning, so I'll just read the notes and resist the urge to add something about walking fifteen miles uphill in the snow to get to class.
And I'll start, of course, with what happened at the School. Where there were classes, because the only holiday they actually seem to observe here is Christmas, and I suspect that's only because it falls on the break between semesters. Jaye had the same complaint in her Philosophy 101 class, and so it was movie day to the shock of us all. After watching Jersey Shore Shark Attack, students got to express their feelings on films starring Pauly D in the form of an essay. Lucky them.
A Tale of Two Lions learned about hereditary monarchy, and discussed the pros and cons amongst themselves. While Dany and Sia both seemed to endorse the idea with a 'better the devil you know' mindset, Yeul pointed out that in her own reality, somebody just killed the ruler in power and pretended to be them. Crafty. Zayne had the right idea in How To Start A Business by explaining that Labour Day existed in order to improve working conditions, and then letting his students leave class early. And in the library, William was playing mother duck to a handful of biology books who insisted on following him around. I had a book about giraffes do that to me, once. It was full of scientific facts that I'm certain must exist in some reality, somewhere. And if it does, I want to witness this interplanetary conveyor belt for myself.
I would normally cover the notes from the dorms next, but seeing as the squirrels are hanging those ones up to dry, perhaps I'll skip them for now and move straight along into Town. Town, where Cade got himself acquainted to the layout of Stark Industries before his first shift. Bit of a mind for technology, Cade? I might have to ask for your help in programming new scenarios into the Danger Shop sometime. At the Devil's Nest, Jack was enjoying a pastry when Kaidan came in to check up on him in the wake of the full moon. For his trouble, Jack explained that vampires also exist, though it's a notion that might take Kaidan some getting used to. In any case, Kaidan didn't stick around for long, what with Derek's lurking about. Derek. Derek, mate, there are rules about these things. If you're going to stare at somebody like that in a bar, you had best be buying them a drink. Granted, it did get him Jack all to himself in order to talk about bondage and disobedient teenagers. Two things that I'm already sorry to have just put into the same sentence.
At Cafe Luke's, Vincent was running the place with a Labour Day theme in mind. I can only take this to mean that the place wasn't open at all, but the look the squirrels are giving me suggests otherwise. On the beach, Dave was left with the grill after stumbling on a holiday barbecue, where he got to make a veggie burger for Stacey over talk of snow, and something for Olive after she decided he didn't look like the sort to go around poisoning things. And, of course, Jake opened Caritas last night, and wasn't late at all. Truly.
Now, have those Dorms notes dried out, yet? Here, just give them to me and I'll do my best to read the squirrel-scratch. With any luck, the ink you used didn't run.
… No, of course that wouldn't be the case. But I can still gloat about having spent my night in bed with a cat keeping my feet warm, I suppose, since everybody over at the dorm building spent their night on the lawn. Wet. Cold. Shirtless, the way Cade was when he left Korra speechless after complimenting her polar bear dog. And noisy, the way Cade was when he complained to Atton about how loud it was, between the sirens and the crying baby. Or practical, as Jessica was when talking to Atton about the need to have emergency umbrellas set aside in case this sort of thing happens again. And trust me, students, it will happen again. I'm certain the building will lose heat and power in the middle of a snowstorm on most of you someday, too.
Jace and Natalie discussed the aesthetics of her fire drill attire, before talking about the necessity of the drill itself and how people are going to be in a mood the next day. I don't teach until Friday, so I have no complaints. Billy wrapped his arms around Topher in order to help keep him warm, and I suspect I'll be reading a few notes like this one before the morning is through. Topher also complained to Peter about how Peter had the presence of mind to grab a coat when he didn't, nor did he grab the keys to Stark Industries or some other place where they could escape from the rain. I suppose students will be sewing spare keys for their places of employment into their underwear, now.
Alec and Mercy complained about how inconvenient it was, and how loud it was. Alec and Jace decided that they weren't going to let people into the building again until everybody was good and annoyed. And going by how long the screeching went on last night, I'd say there are a few of you who are a great deal more patient than I. Olive was impressed by Victor's forethought in grabbing a blanket, though be confessed that he really only grabbed it because he didn't want the entire student body to see him in his boxer shorts. I imagine he would have fit into the crowd, really, though Zhari was rather pleased that she wasn't the only one who had thought of bringing a blanket. Wouldn't have saved you from the chocolate a while back, I'm afraid.
Sia and Olive spent their time concocting revenge for whoever might have set off the alarm. And complaining about the rain, a theme for the evening. Atton wasn't one to miss the opportunity to call Sia 'Marsie,' which he'll likely continue to use until it's been bled of all amusement, some many years down the road. Evan was playing umbrella for his dog, and then for Zhari, who seemed to know him, but apparently not his puppy. Cade blamed Sparkle's entire world for the weather, which led to talk about sentient planets and employment, and I'm not certain how most of those things piece together, honestly. Victor, encouraged by Sparkle, made an attempt to zap the sirens. As you all might have guessed, it didn't work.
The crying baby note from earlier makes a good deal more sense, now. As it turns out, Rilla was having some trouble getting a crying baby Jims to settle down. Fortunately, Stacey and Zhari were there to offer their help with the little lad.
Cade and Olive talked about his tattoos, which led into a discussion about pirates. And about rum. I imagine the squirrels haven't offered me any yet because they're busy drinking it themselves in hopes of warming up after a night spent in the rain. Olive and Jessica talked about the likelihood that it was a real fire, though they decided it was probably more likely somebody standing under a smoke detector with a cigarette. If it takes the blame off of the faculty, then I say, by all means, go on believing that, ladies. Mercy attempted to reassure Dany that the alarm wouldn't last too long, but Dany didn't hear, what with having her hands over her ears. Useful for sirens. Less useful for conversation.
It wasn't until Topher asked about Tony's laptop that Tony was even aware that it was raining. I can only assume this means he's found some way to waterproof the thing. I can't even keep my cell phone dry in the rain, so I'm impressed, I think. Dany decided that Loki using magic to keep dry was cheating, somehow, which led into a talk about what exactly haters are, and where they should go, as there wasn't exactly a lineup to the left and- you children are adorable.
Matt ran quite literally into Stacey, and they talked for a while about how difficult it was to think around the loudness of the sirens before going for a walk. Hanna informed Mercy that she was having fun, really, and Olive informed Jim that he looked happy, which mostly just gave him an excuse to start complaining about the noise. But not the rain, so much. He informed Mercy that the rain wouldn't be so bad without the sirens, and they started making plans to go from door to door until somebody let them in. I... might have let people into the Boards last night, had anybody come by. I can't make promises as to my state of mind after being woken up in the dead of night to play host to a party of soggy students, but there's plenty of room in the theatre, and you lot could've changed into something from the costume racks until your own clothing dried out.
Hindsight, hm?
Mercy let Arietty and her rat ride on her shoulder so that they wouldn't get trampled while Mercy explained just what the fire drill was all about. Yeul and Zhari bonded over blankets and how neither of them really had any complaints, and Mercy wandered over to complain to Billy about the fire drill, next. The lawn wasn't complaint-deficient in spite of your optimism, Yeul and Zhari. You'll have to give in to the annoyance sooner next time, and then perhaps the alarm won't last as long, hm?
Zhari informed Ace that her complaining reminded her a bit of her sister, and Yeul mostly just tried to bring her optimism into this by pointing out that it wasn't snowing. Just hang in there, ladies. Snowstorms without heat. They'll happen.
Richie was treated to Zhari's attempt to find an upside to all of this, though she had to concede that if somebody pulled the alarm just to set it off, then even she'd be grumpy about it. But just think. If somebody did pull it, they were left standing out in the rain as well. And then the notes all get rounded off with a dose of Zhari being... not reassuring, but rather insane at poor Toby.
Weather must've finally gotten to her, poor thing.
Now, I believe that's all of the notes I have. And it's Tuesday, and I don't have any classes to teach today. While the students of the island all slog through their school day, I'm going to head back home, have myself some coffee, and then perhaps spend my day doing nothing productive in the least.
And I'm going to enjoy it, too.
This is Jonothon Starsmore on WTFH Radio, leaving you with an hour of commercial-free musical broadcasting, consisting entirely of songs about rain.
You're welcome.