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fandom_radio2016-02-13 09:47 am
talentforlying) wrote in fandom_radio2016-02-13 09:47 am
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WTFH Radio, Saturday, Feb 13th.
*microphone feedback followed by angry chittering*
Are you fucking serious you little sadists? There's no sunlight! It's a damn crime to drag a man to work before the sun is up! Especially since I was working late last night babysitting.
*more chittering*
So what if I left early? I was still babysitting. Morning, Fandom. This is Constantine and your favorite group of furry voyeurs with all the news that's unfit to print. Hope you behaved yourselves after I left last night, because I'm about to find out if you didn't.
Over at the school, none of you kids could focus because you were thinking about the dance. Driver's Ed learned how to use snowmobiles, which is bloody brilliant. With all the snow we've dealt with, they should have learned that sooner. Defending Yourself Against Magic played magical seek-and-find with enchanted stones, and the class has to figure out who is 'it.' Oh, fun game. Then American History talks about the stock market crash and Depression, and the kids get to eat sugar sandwhiches. Steve, I'm blaming you for any hyper bad behaviour last night. You're supposed to be a good example, not get them wired. Meanwhile in the library, Lucille deals with the romance books pairing up. Well, that's a different kind of 'protection' I need to look into for magical books, I guess.
In the dorms, Velma took over the third floor common area and was ditching the dance for a night with junk food and horror movies. Nice choice, kid. I like the way you think.
Only thing open today in town was The Devil's Nest -- hey Eric -- where Allie was working. She did, however, bribe Tiny with a box of chocolates to cover her when she leaves early to check out the dance. Er, was I supposed to say that part? Don't get fired over kids, Allie. There's always more of 'em. But before she gets out the door, Kitty comes by to check up on her, and Allie says she may need help figuring out what to wear to the wedding. Apparently the one time she really dressed up before, she ended up in a fight with an alien crime ring. As one does. They contemplate a shopping field trip and discuss the evils of glitter. Allie, if you know glitter is evil, why'd you want to go into it's lair at the dance?
*sounds of papers rustling* The fucking dance. Talk about the evils of the [beep]ing [beep] [beep] [beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep].
Leroy, that last one wasn't even a fucking swear. Cut it out.
Speaking of the evils of glitter, it's the Valentine's Dance at town hall. Only this time it's edible glitter. Galleons of edible glitter. Do we know if edible glitter is more-or-less evil than regular glitter? I'm thinking less, since, well, it can be used creatively.
[BEEP][BEEP][BEEP]
Will someone get him off the damn buttons? For fuck's sake.
The entrance is decorated to look like the docks, since this year the kids came up with a nautical theme. Why? I don't know.
Lucille shows up in a rather elegant dress, wait, I hired someone with taste? Huh. Musta been to compensate for all the damage Barry did. Ringo thinks it's beautiful, though Lucille doesn't exactly return the compliment sort of skirts around outright insulting Ringo's attire. They talk about how the glitter sticks to everything until Ringo offers to teach Lucille some dance steps, and Lucille decides that she'd done and abruptly excuses herself.
Cassandra and Face came in next. She doesn't want to know where all the glitter came from, but he likes it. Face cracks jokes about taking his shirt off and rolling around in the glitter, and Cassandra futilely tries to get him to behave himself and stop being ridiculous. Good luck with that, lass. Lucille goes over to be horrified at Cassandra about the glitter, and Cassandra warns her about the spiked punch. Wait, why does she need to be warned? Has she never watched television? Lucille tells her about how the library books act weird sometimes -- only sometimes? -- and Cassandra suggests that she avoid Special Collections until she gets all blushy and flaily about Face asking her to the dance. Both of you ladies need to stay out of Special Collections, got it? For fuck's sake.
Dante shows up in jeans by himself, and Alana comes over to compliment him on how his ass looks in those jeans. Well, hell, if it works, it works. He thinks she looks great in the dress but is kind of sorry she's not in pants too too because he can't check her ass out more easily. Lad, it is perfectly easy, and sometimes preferable, to check out the lady's ass while she's wearing a dress. It's not hard. They also discussed that ship figureheads are a weird idea, but apparently we can all thank Isabel for the theme.
Eggsy is, and I quote, "disturbingly not tackily-dressed, but dear god what is Mara wearing?" If the squirrels think it's bad, it was probably bad. Apparently Eggsy liked it, as demonstrated by immediate makeouts. Keep it where the Captain can't see you, kids.
Thorin's scowling at the glitter -- as one does -- until Anders tells him to just go with it, though Thorin wishes they had blue glitter. They don't get what hearts have to do with the holiday -- do you lot not teach the kids American Shite Holidays 101? -- and Thorin tells Anders about falling in love with Kathy and April at 3MD. Don't worry, Thorin, it was a love potion. Kathy comes over to tell Thorin he doesn't look like he's having fun with the glitter, and he says it's weird and unnatural. He's got a point. Thorin thinks gold dust should have been used instead. Sorry, lad, think that's out of StuCo's budget. She's surprised to find out that he has an Etsy shop -- the fuck is that? -- and then tells him about Minecraft. I don't know what that is either.
Isabela's wearing more dress than usual tonight, which is apparently noteworthy. Anyone know if I need to do an exorcism? aEzra compliments her on it so of course she says he's dressed pretty nicely himself so they should find out what their clothes look like on the floor later. Smooth, kids, but if it works, it works.
Kathy is super sparkly even before the glitter sticks to her, and Ringo wants to know why she always has awesome dresses. Shopping addiction, probably. Kathy compliments Ringo on her more-daring-than-usual dress and is 'squeeing' over how grown up Ringo is now, and offers to show her how to handle the spiked punch. Hint: You drink it. Just eat something first, we don't want you puking on the dance floor.
Anders gets glitter on him as soon as he shows up, so he just goes ahead and covers himself in it. He tells Kathy he's starting a glitter revolution as they discuss their post-dance plans and mimosas. Nathan's kind of awkward in his suit and tells Anders he's got glitter in his hair. Nate, everyone had glitter in their hair. Anders promises to be gentle about covering him in glitter too -- please tell me that's not a terrible innuendo -- and there is kissing post-glitter-covering. There's notes in the library office that suggest glitter causes kissing, I'll have to figure out if it's an actual spell of some time.
Ada is also covered in glitter, as Ringo notes before complimenting Ada's dress. It's apparently like some of her carnival costumes, so Ringo's kind of jealous.
Rey showed up out of curiosity and Ringo came over to ask how she's been.
There was a photographer and nautical-themed sets, for people to have this moment memorialized on film.
The food and punch also ended up covered in glitter... guess that's why they went with the edible stuff.
Lucille tries picking the glitter off the food but gives up when she realizes it's edible -- just give in to the glitter, Lucy -- and Ezra comes over to flirt like they didn't have an awkward love potion encounter. Whichever of you got hit with the whammy at the bar, don't worry. It's not your fault. Unless you want it to be your fault, then you do you.
Dante helps himself to a bunch of food and punch and then starts checking people out. Ringo and her surprise sparkly decolletage show up to say hi -- I feel like an old pervert just reading those notes, and I'm not old. She's smug about getting a reaction out of him, but then they go back to giving each other a hard time. Ada thinks Dante should leave some for everyone else and cannot believe he can eat as much as he does, while being a total and utter hypocrite.
Edward's picking glitter off his food until Lucy tells him it's edible. She asks if he's Welsh, and they talk about being time-tossed and getting used to the 21st century. Good luck with that.
Shocking no one, there was also a Dance Floor. Isabela, our esteemed party-planner, was out on the dance floor, and Ada came over to steal an innuendo-ladden dance. Just keep the hands where the chaperones can see them, ladies.
There were the traditional shadowy corners, where Lucille, Skaar, and Allie are all lurked at some point.
And of course, there were chaperones, since letting teenagers run around unsupervised with edible glitter and spiked punch is a set-up for a bad orgy without adult oversight.
Including me, though I still don't know why I got drafted. Neither did the lovely Sarah, and in the spirit of utter truthfulness, we decided to ditch. Look, I'm too old for spiked sugar-juice. We both needed a pint more than you needed two more bored adults trying to police your behaviour. Hardison came over before I left to awkwardly try to tell me he doesn't actually want in my pants. Which is a bloody lie, I can tell. Let your partners do the grifting part, Hardison. We also discussed magic and cons.
Steve was looking quite sharp in his military uniform, but was headtilting at the dancers and wondering if people still needed to leave room for the Holy Ghost. Don't worry, kids, I told him no, and to leave you alone unless you're really not behaving, and that he should unwind a bit. I shoulda grabbed him for a pint, too, but the lovely Sarah beckoned. Isabela flirted with him, much to his confusion, and Tony fled over to where Steve is, because he thought there would be more adults around. Steve informed him this was an island with a high school. Hardison suggests they do a check of the shadowy corners, and trash-talks him about Chicago vs. New York pizza.
Fred was being all chaperone-y and Hannibal came to check up on him. Fred thinks he's ready for the Fandom weird weekends, because he thinks they'll be fun. Fred, you're adorable. Call me.
Hannibal, for his part, is not entirely succeeding at avoiding the glitter. Pretty sure it's sentient, mate, so good luck with that. Jono was hovering in the vicinity, being awkward and threatening to wear a blanket over his head at the next dance. JON! Join Sarah an' me next time. We'll have our own ex-pat party with decent fucking beer.
That's it, Fandom. I'm outta here. Have fun sleeping off your hangovers, and hope you remembered to use protection last night.
*click*
Are you fucking serious you little sadists? There's no sunlight! It's a damn crime to drag a man to work before the sun is up! Especially since I was working late last night babysitting.
*more chittering*
So what if I left early? I was still babysitting. Morning, Fandom. This is Constantine and your favorite group of furry voyeurs with all the news that's unfit to print. Hope you behaved yourselves after I left last night, because I'm about to find out if you didn't.
Over at the school, none of you kids could focus because you were thinking about the dance. Driver's Ed learned how to use snowmobiles, which is bloody brilliant. With all the snow we've dealt with, they should have learned that sooner. Defending Yourself Against Magic played magical seek-and-find with enchanted stones, and the class has to figure out who is 'it.' Oh, fun game. Then American History talks about the stock market crash and Depression, and the kids get to eat sugar sandwhiches. Steve, I'm blaming you for any hyper bad behaviour last night. You're supposed to be a good example, not get them wired. Meanwhile in the library, Lucille deals with the romance books pairing up. Well, that's a different kind of 'protection' I need to look into for magical books, I guess.
In the dorms, Velma took over the third floor common area and was ditching the dance for a night with junk food and horror movies. Nice choice, kid. I like the way you think.
Only thing open today in town was The Devil's Nest -- hey Eric -- where Allie was working. She did, however, bribe Tiny with a box of chocolates to cover her when she leaves early to check out the dance. Er, was I supposed to say that part? Don't get fired over kids, Allie. There's always more of 'em. But before she gets out the door, Kitty comes by to check up on her, and Allie says she may need help figuring out what to wear to the wedding. Apparently the one time she really dressed up before, she ended up in a fight with an alien crime ring. As one does. They contemplate a shopping field trip and discuss the evils of glitter. Allie, if you know glitter is evil, why'd you want to go into it's lair at the dance?
*sounds of papers rustling* The fucking dance. Talk about the evils of the [beep]ing [beep] [beep] [beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep].
Leroy, that last one wasn't even a fucking swear. Cut it out.
Speaking of the evils of glitter, it's the Valentine's Dance at town hall. Only this time it's edible glitter. Galleons of edible glitter. Do we know if edible glitter is more-or-less evil than regular glitter? I'm thinking less, since, well, it can be used creatively.
[BEEP][BEEP][BEEP]
Will someone get him off the damn buttons? For fuck's sake.
The entrance is decorated to look like the docks, since this year the kids came up with a nautical theme. Why? I don't know.
Lucille shows up in a rather elegant dress, wait, I hired someone with taste? Huh. Musta been to compensate for all the damage Barry did. Ringo thinks it's beautiful, though Lucille doesn't exactly return the compliment sort of skirts around outright insulting Ringo's attire. They talk about how the glitter sticks to everything until Ringo offers to teach Lucille some dance steps, and Lucille decides that she'd done and abruptly excuses herself.
Cassandra and Face came in next. She doesn't want to know where all the glitter came from, but he likes it. Face cracks jokes about taking his shirt off and rolling around in the glitter, and Cassandra futilely tries to get him to behave himself and stop being ridiculous. Good luck with that, lass. Lucille goes over to be horrified at Cassandra about the glitter, and Cassandra warns her about the spiked punch. Wait, why does she need to be warned? Has she never watched television? Lucille tells her about how the library books act weird sometimes -- only sometimes? -- and Cassandra suggests that she avoid Special Collections until she gets all blushy and flaily about Face asking her to the dance. Both of you ladies need to stay out of Special Collections, got it? For fuck's sake.
Dante shows up in jeans by himself, and Alana comes over to compliment him on how his ass looks in those jeans. Well, hell, if it works, it works. He thinks she looks great in the dress but is kind of sorry she's not in pants too too because he can't check her ass out more easily. Lad, it is perfectly easy, and sometimes preferable, to check out the lady's ass while she's wearing a dress. It's not hard. They also discussed that ship figureheads are a weird idea, but apparently we can all thank Isabel for the theme.
Eggsy is, and I quote, "disturbingly not tackily-dressed, but dear god what is Mara wearing?" If the squirrels think it's bad, it was probably bad. Apparently Eggsy liked it, as demonstrated by immediate makeouts. Keep it where the Captain can't see you, kids.
Thorin's scowling at the glitter -- as one does -- until Anders tells him to just go with it, though Thorin wishes they had blue glitter. They don't get what hearts have to do with the holiday -- do you lot not teach the kids American Shite Holidays 101? -- and Thorin tells Anders about falling in love with Kathy and April at 3MD. Don't worry, Thorin, it was a love potion. Kathy comes over to tell Thorin he doesn't look like he's having fun with the glitter, and he says it's weird and unnatural. He's got a point. Thorin thinks gold dust should have been used instead. Sorry, lad, think that's out of StuCo's budget. She's surprised to find out that he has an Etsy shop -- the fuck is that? -- and then tells him about Minecraft. I don't know what that is either.
Isabela's wearing more dress than usual tonight, which is apparently noteworthy. Anyone know if I need to do an exorcism? aEzra compliments her on it so of course she says he's dressed pretty nicely himself so they should find out what their clothes look like on the floor later. Smooth, kids, but if it works, it works.
Kathy is super sparkly even before the glitter sticks to her, and Ringo wants to know why she always has awesome dresses. Shopping addiction, probably. Kathy compliments Ringo on her more-daring-than-usual dress and is 'squeeing' over how grown up Ringo is now, and offers to show her how to handle the spiked punch. Hint: You drink it. Just eat something first, we don't want you puking on the dance floor.
Anders gets glitter on him as soon as he shows up, so he just goes ahead and covers himself in it. He tells Kathy he's starting a glitter revolution as they discuss their post-dance plans and mimosas. Nathan's kind of awkward in his suit and tells Anders he's got glitter in his hair. Nate, everyone had glitter in their hair. Anders promises to be gentle about covering him in glitter too -- please tell me that's not a terrible innuendo -- and there is kissing post-glitter-covering. There's notes in the library office that suggest glitter causes kissing, I'll have to figure out if it's an actual spell of some time.
Ada is also covered in glitter, as Ringo notes before complimenting Ada's dress. It's apparently like some of her carnival costumes, so Ringo's kind of jealous.
Rey showed up out of curiosity and Ringo came over to ask how she's been.
There was a photographer and nautical-themed sets, for people to have this moment memorialized on film.
The food and punch also ended up covered in glitter... guess that's why they went with the edible stuff.
Lucille tries picking the glitter off the food but gives up when she realizes it's edible -- just give in to the glitter, Lucy -- and Ezra comes over to flirt like they didn't have an awkward love potion encounter. Whichever of you got hit with the whammy at the bar, don't worry. It's not your fault. Unless you want it to be your fault, then you do you.
Dante helps himself to a bunch of food and punch and then starts checking people out. Ringo and her surprise sparkly decolletage show up to say hi -- I feel like an old pervert just reading those notes, and I'm not old. She's smug about getting a reaction out of him, but then they go back to giving each other a hard time. Ada thinks Dante should leave some for everyone else and cannot believe he can eat as much as he does, while being a total and utter hypocrite.
Edward's picking glitter off his food until Lucy tells him it's edible. She asks if he's Welsh, and they talk about being time-tossed and getting used to the 21st century. Good luck with that.
Shocking no one, there was also a Dance Floor. Isabela, our esteemed party-planner, was out on the dance floor, and Ada came over to steal an innuendo-ladden dance. Just keep the hands where the chaperones can see them, ladies.
There were the traditional shadowy corners, where Lucille, Skaar, and Allie are all lurked at some point.
And of course, there were chaperones, since letting teenagers run around unsupervised with edible glitter and spiked punch is a set-up for a bad orgy without adult oversight.
Including me, though I still don't know why I got drafted. Neither did the lovely Sarah, and in the spirit of utter truthfulness, we decided to ditch. Look, I'm too old for spiked sugar-juice. We both needed a pint more than you needed two more bored adults trying to police your behaviour. Hardison came over before I left to awkwardly try to tell me he doesn't actually want in my pants. Which is a bloody lie, I can tell. Let your partners do the grifting part, Hardison. We also discussed magic and cons.
Steve was looking quite sharp in his military uniform, but was headtilting at the dancers and wondering if people still needed to leave room for the Holy Ghost. Don't worry, kids, I told him no, and to leave you alone unless you're really not behaving, and that he should unwind a bit. I shoulda grabbed him for a pint, too, but the lovely Sarah beckoned. Isabela flirted with him, much to his confusion, and Tony fled over to where Steve is, because he thought there would be more adults around. Steve informed him this was an island with a high school. Hardison suggests they do a check of the shadowy corners, and trash-talks him about Chicago vs. New York pizza.
Fred was being all chaperone-y and Hannibal came to check up on him. Fred thinks he's ready for the Fandom weird weekends, because he thinks they'll be fun. Fred, you're adorable. Call me.
Hannibal, for his part, is not entirely succeeding at avoiding the glitter. Pretty sure it's sentient, mate, so good luck with that. Jono was hovering in the vicinity, being awkward and threatening to wear a blanket over his head at the next dance. JON! Join Sarah an' me next time. We'll have our own ex-pat party with decent fucking beer.
That's it, Fandom. I'm outta here. Have fun sleeping off your hangovers, and hope you remembered to use protection last night.
*click*