http://ultimatehottie.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] ultimatehottie.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandom_radio2014-10-12 12:53 am
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Fandom Radio, Sunday, October 12th

So, if anyone needs some fireproof luggage for the way home that can resist concentrated temperatures up to several thousand degrees, have I got a sale for you. Just ignore the notes saying, 'Not Smart Enough,' and 'Abandonment Issues,' and 'Commitment Phobic,' and my personal favorite, 'Daddy's Least Favorite.'

That last bag is a total dick.

Let's talk about what happened yesterday before these dick bags started following me around.

Let's start with a couple notes from Fandom. This one says that Jono was murdering pumpkins at Groovy Tunes, so I'm guessing there's a squirrel-sized handbag that says 'Overdramatic' somewhere. And Nikolai was booking air travel at The Arms. Insert joke about his arms being so tired.

Oh hey, I just got a coin purse that says 'Bad Jokes.' Fuck you, luggage.

Anyway, yesterday morning in Riften was pretty quiet. The Inn saw people sleeping. The city was slightly more active, with Flick checking out the Hall of the Dead and Alana winning a drinking contest down in the Ratway. And then we have Gwen, stealing cheese from a random house. Do I have to superhero her for doing that? Just give the cheese back, Gwen.

I guess people were getting tired of city life, because it was even more active outside Riften. A bunch of people scoped out Winterhold, with Anders and Nathan taking some time to talk about some personal magical traditions, some of which are completely insane.

And of course there was some adventuring, with Travis roughing it and Kitty checking out spidrs, and I'm not going to explain why thats hilarious.

Then time moved on and it was evening. Isabel and Isaac caught up about their lives and the trip and stuff in the Inn's common room, then some people checked out an old tree and hot water because I guess we did everything already and shut up, you old bag, I'm only negative because you're bugging me. And then in town, Isabelle and Edward got drunk and chatted at the meadery.

And that inspires me. And the fact that a satchel saying 'Wannabe Drunk" just hit me in the head confirms it. Anyone wants to party for the last morning here, let's go get plastered and maybe shove some cheap booze in all this free luggage we're getting!