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fandom_radio2015-02-01 10:28 am
myownface) wrote in fandom_radio2015-02-01 10:28 am
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Fandom Radio, Sunday, February 1st
Hey, Fandom! This is Sparkle, here to bring you snowball radio on this fine first of February! We have, like, two notes that aren't about the snowball fight, so let's leap right into that so we can get to it, huh?
We started, of course, with people showing up to mingle around the hot drinks before the real action started. Jalian and Four talked fifth floor strategy while Cecil complained about the cold. Aw, wimp. This is balmy. Mara was sniping people off with snowballs, like poor Travis, who seriously had to re-think his friendship with Gwen after she got him with one, too. Nathan tried to trip Edward, which, dude, snowball fights are not a full-contact sport, not cool, there. That'd be a trip to the penalty box in hockey, you know.
Ahem. Look, I'm Canadian. I have strong winter sports feelings. No rocks in the snowballs, no tripping because slipping on ice hurts like a mofo. C'mon.
For the glory and honour of the fourth floor or something like that, Vider tried to get Cassandra to stand up for them and all that jazz. Apparently that didn't go over well. I'm picturing that disgusted noise she makes right now, here. Looks like Vider had better luck with explaining the rules of the game to Nathan, anyway. Except for the freaking tripping part, come on.
Ezra pelted me with a snowball, but that was before we realized we were on the same team, all... you know, like, none of us, so I stocked him up on snowballs full of glitter. Way more sportsmanlike than rocks. Or tripping. I'm not letting go of this, okay? Ezra had snow thrown at him by Gwen and Jalian and like everyone else, too, because again... Second floor is awesome, but we're apparently an endangered species or something. Treat us well. We're delicate and fleeting, like, passenger pigeons or velociraptors or All Your Base Are Belong To Us. You should throw snowballs at Johnny instead like Gwen did, and like Vider, since he was cheating with the snow-melting. Come on. Was the second floor seriously the only one playing nice?
... No, you know what, I'll give mad props to Gwen's floor, because she's the one who had the brass balls to throw a snowball at Zoe. Daaamn, girl.
Yeah, game totally goes to Gwen's floor. Calling it now, and then moving onto everything else happened in the island. Which... mostly just involves Dani taking a nap on the hay at the Gig, and Mike looking thoughtful and sitting on the stage at Caritas.
Town was boring yesterday, then? Good thing I went to the snowball fight instead. And with that, I'm going to leave all you cheaters and trippers and snow-melters and snowball snipers, and I'm going to find a fun place to hide glitterbombs for when you next least expect it. Sparkle out.
We started, of course, with people showing up to mingle around the hot drinks before the real action started. Jalian and Four talked fifth floor strategy while Cecil complained about the cold. Aw, wimp. This is balmy. Mara was sniping people off with snowballs, like poor Travis, who seriously had to re-think his friendship with Gwen after she got him with one, too. Nathan tried to trip Edward, which, dude, snowball fights are not a full-contact sport, not cool, there. That'd be a trip to the penalty box in hockey, you know.
Ahem. Look, I'm Canadian. I have strong winter sports feelings. No rocks in the snowballs, no tripping because slipping on ice hurts like a mofo. C'mon.
For the glory and honour of the fourth floor or something like that, Vider tried to get Cassandra to stand up for them and all that jazz. Apparently that didn't go over well. I'm picturing that disgusted noise she makes right now, here. Looks like Vider had better luck with explaining the rules of the game to Nathan, anyway. Except for the freaking tripping part, come on.
Ezra pelted me with a snowball, but that was before we realized we were on the same team, all... you know, like, none of us, so I stocked him up on snowballs full of glitter. Way more sportsmanlike than rocks. Or tripping. I'm not letting go of this, okay? Ezra had snow thrown at him by Gwen and Jalian and like everyone else, too, because again... Second floor is awesome, but we're apparently an endangered species or something. Treat us well. We're delicate and fleeting, like, passenger pigeons or velociraptors or All Your Base Are Belong To Us. You should throw snowballs at Johnny instead like Gwen did, and like Vider, since he was cheating with the snow-melting. Come on. Was the second floor seriously the only one playing nice?
... No, you know what, I'll give mad props to Gwen's floor, because she's the one who had the brass balls to throw a snowball at Zoe. Daaamn, girl.
Yeah, game totally goes to Gwen's floor. Calling it now, and then moving onto everything else happened in the island. Which... mostly just involves Dani taking a nap on the hay at the Gig, and Mike looking thoughtful and sitting on the stage at Caritas.
Town was boring yesterday, then? Good thing I went to the snowball fight instead. And with that, I'm going to leave all you cheaters and trippers and snow-melters and snowball snipers, and I'm going to find a fun place to hide glitterbombs for when you next least expect it. Sparkle out.