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fandom_radio2007-09-14 09:49 pm
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Fandom Radio, Friday, September 14
D'Argo: How does this... Oh. Does the red light mean it's on? *taps microphone*
Uhhhh, so. My name is D'Argo and I'll be... bringing you the news, I guess. You know, I thought maybe John would be here. Guess not. So, let me see these notes, thank you, skirl-
*sounds of chittering, followed by a door opening*
Cher: Hey, what are you doing here? OH MY GOD WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOUR FACE.
D'Argo:: Nothing. What's wrong with yours?
Cher: There is nothing wrong with my... Really? Is there something wrong with my face?
D'Argo: What are you doing here anyway?
Cher: I asked you first!
D'Argo: I asked you second and I have the tongue.
Cher: Look, I'm flattered and all, but what kind of girl do you think I am? Desperate?
D'Argo: You would not have to be desperate-
Cher: Oh, as if! The alternative would be to get me drunk and I could not let myself get that sloppy in public. Or ever.
D'Argo: I'm not hitting on you-
*sound of a door opening*
Hermione: What's going on here?
D'Argo: I've asked that a few times already.
Cher: I'm just trying to get some more radio time, since no one was scheduled! The secret to success is to put yourself out there.
Hermione: Shut up. I'm supposed to be here. I'm the one with actual radio experience.
Cher: What's she doing here?
Jaina: I saw this one walking here all purposeful. Thought I should tag along.
Hermione: Look, stay if you must, but I'm going to start reading.
Cher: The guy with the face already did.
Jaina: Guy with the face? Oh, look, it's the job-stealer.
D'Argo: I said I was sorry!
Hermione: *sigh* Just, someone start reading.
School, where learning potentially happened
Cher: I'll take it! So, today in Debating we learned about way un-PC generalizations, and everyone was all what?". Anything said about me in that class was totally not true. And then we generalized each other. Which is cool for a class but don't make random generalizations about people. Everyone is their own unique... flower, or sunbeam, or something. Math did mathy things, and Charlie needed help with word problems. I always hated those. If a train leaves Boston at 8:20 and another train going that direction leaves San Francisco at 9:10, why do I care when they meet up when I probably took a plane like normal people?
D'Argo: I hear words. They just kind of... fuzz out once they leave your mouth.
Hermione: Okay, no. I will not see you do this to classes. *clears throat* Love Smart discussed The One and how we plan to find them. I'd like to state for the record that I- like Beauty, apparently- did not sign up for this class. Also, considering how much of the listening audience is underage, please do not think you need to find them, because-
Cher: Okay, yeah, yeah, we got the point, put the soapbox back where you found it.
Hermione: Sorry. Whatever class- there has to be a better name for that- combined Newton's laws with water balloons. Mel slept. Mel. Honestly.
Cher: Oh, please. It's called Whatever class. At lunch, which I was told to avoid, Adah stared down the Eyepatch Guy, and in the library, Thursday had Oreos for breakfast. I hope you have a good metabolism, or did some cardio to work that off! Gavin wanted to talk to Karal, but the squirrels didn't say why, and Molly brought him food, and Evie visited Karal's cat.
D'Argo: Maybe she's shy. And oh, adults. I really like adults right now. Ares and Steve had a very quiet office hours. Quiet would be good right about now.
Jaina: You say that like you don't want to be trapped in a room with three underage girls.
D'Argo: To any authorities listening, remember that I was here first.
Cher: Then I should probably read the note about the banana being cordoned off at the office, huh?
D'Argo: I'm very glad I don't know what you're implying.
Hermione: Moving on, there was also an assembly. With guest hypnotist, the HYPNOTOAD. I... didn't go to that.
Jaina: It was entertaining. Trust me.
Hermione: All right? People took their seats, and Jack and Cassandra flirted before the actual hypnotization. Annette thought she was the Three Stooges, yes, all three, Jack was an Elvis impersonator, Karal was a chicken, Sam was... a pretty pretty pony princess, and Victor was Shirley Temple, and I need a moment. HAHAHAHAHAHA.
Cher: Do you think she's okay?
Jaina: I think you can read the bit about people milling about afterwards and she'll be fine.
Cher: Except you just did it.
Jaina: Oh. You'll live.
D'Argo: She's gone a funny color.
Hermione: *still giggling* I'm all right. AHEM. Where was I? Oh yes.
The dorms, where we live when we're not at home. Unless you're hooking up with someone in town.
Hermione: Wyatt showed Beauty how to use a telephone, and I keep telling people, it's not that horrible if they don't know what one is. Plenty of people don't, just be willing to learn. And don't push all the buttons at once, please. Cassandra- hi, Cassandra!- crawled in through Katara's window for a tutoring session, while Jamie came to say hello and was welcomed back with talk of shirtlessness.
Jaina: Correct me if I'm wrong, but wasn't Jamie the one on the TV?
Hermione: ...I sincerely hope not.
Cher: Really? TV? I wonder if he's been in anything I've seen.
Jaina: You know, I could see you watching that show.
Cher: I'll have to check it out. Anyway, Bart got a visit from Anenenome-
Hermione: Anemone.
Cher: Whatever, brain girl. I'll correct you when it's your turn. Anyway, Bart got a visit from the girl with the hard name, and they made plans about pie and talked about Gulliver-sitting. I have no idea what that meant. And Karal got a visit from Jaina-
Jaina: Hello.
Cher: Who was glad to see him back and not poultrified. That is officially the weirdest thing I've ever had to say.
Hermione: Welcome to Fandom. It gets worse. In the third floor common room, Johnny Blaze and Blackheart gave each other makeoves. Oh-kay.
Cher: Johnny! I have to meet you! I owe you something really rewarding for giving him a makeover and also I need to make sure you're qualified to do so! *sounds of papers* Okay, so, in the fourth floor CR, Isabel did the breakfast thing, which brought Wyatt by to talk about Jack PO'ing the radio squirrels. Not a good idea. I've heard bad things about them, but they've been very nice to me! OW.
D'Argo: It was a skirl, I swear.
Cher: Like I was trying to say, before I was so vehemently interrupted, Dick was happy for muffins after his week, where Irulan was happy for muffins after River's cooking. Isabel and Adam talked about classes, and didn't I tell everyone last time to find better subjects that have nothing to do with actual learning? OW.
Hermione: I'm sorry, I just... couldn't help myself.
Cher: You know, the least you could do would be a tiny bit solid while I'm reading. Have some decency, for real.
Hermione: I'm always solid.
Cher: Anyway, and I swear if I get another nut thrown at me, I'll... be like any number of girls at my old high school. Marco bragged about never getting bit by a gremlin, and... gremlin?
Jaina: She's so new.
*ring, ring*
Cher: Oh, awesome, call-ins!
Hermione: This isn't a call-in show. All, right, new people, this is how you answer a phone. Um, hello, this is Fandom radio. Who's calling, please?
Jaye: ....Crap. I was planning on leaving prank calls on the voicemail. Hermaphrodite? Is that you? It's Jaye! How's it hanging?
Hermione: My name is Hermione, and you're not supposed to be calling! We're trying to do a broadcast.
Jaye: Oh, shut up, bushy, I've been doing radio since before you... came to Fandom. Are you from the future? Could I have been doing radio before you were born?
Hermione: No. And you can't read the notes. You can't do radio.
Jaye: Dammit. Okay. But wait, I still have to do something or I'm gonna look like an idiot.
Cher: Hate to say it, but too late...
Jaye: Hold on while I figure out three-way calling?
Hermione: Jaye, no. I'm hanging up.
D'Argo: I'm kind of curious.
Cher: So, whatever. Until she figures out how to make a phone call, I'm going to keep going. I need at least seven hours' of sleep. Robin the hallucinogenic frog got caught under a bag of flour, but was rescued by Sulley. Irulan came by and got to meet them both. It's so cool to read this and see how people are getting along. It's like verbal warm fuzzies. And later, Mel could be found watching cheesy scifi movies.
*ring, ring*
Jaye: That's me dialing.
Aeryn: Hello?
Jaye: How's no one's favorite space alien?
Aeryn: ....For frell's sake. *clicks*
D'Argo: HEY. Get her back!
Jaye: Somehow I doubt she'll be picking up. Okay, my job here is done. Later, all!
*click*
Cher: That was random.
Hermione: Yes, she is.
Town, where people get their shopping and other things done
D'Argo: This is better. Town, I know. Leo opened the Photo Hut, and Savannah got flowers from one of the Johnnys.
Cher: Aww, that's so sweet! Also, you have to specify your Johnnys.
D'Argo: You have to stop talking.
Jaina: Don't think that's possible.
D'Argo: River asked AJ about his black eye and they worked on a mural in the junkyard. I still don't know any of these people.
Hermione: You actually care?
D'Argo: I thought it might help me get into character.
Hermione: Jaina, do you want to read?
Jaina: I'm just here for the show. I know too many people trying to do one job when I see it.
D'Argo: Do you mind? I'm reading.
Cher: I wanna do this. I'm the one auditioning.
D'Argo: And we heard enough. Turtle checked on Sora at Turtle and Canary, and Evie wanted hair dye. Why would you kill your hair?
Hermione: Vanity. Self-consciousness. Low self-esteem...
Cher: Oh, please, maybe she just wants a new look. And may I take this opportunity to state publicly that I am not a bottle blonde, and anyone wanting to check that is going to be hit with a sexual harassment suit.
D'Argo: Your voice hurts my head. Annette went to the clinic. Hopefully it's not life-threatening. The Devil's Nest had a new theme, and at the good bar, which doesn't have a dance floor, but those zombies can Jam-
Cher: Please never use slang again.
D'Argo: Was that bad?
Cher: Yes. The real bad, not the slang bad, either.
D'Argo: Troy and AJ ignored a sick GOB to have glitter drinks before stumbling back to the dorms. There's a Rose there, and Sam and Dean are... imbibing. Is that better, Your Highness?
Cher: Much.
Jaina: Now I have to ask that you never call her that again. I'm having some really weird mental images now.
Hermione: I'm just going to finish these.
D'Argo: I am reading here!
Hermione: You're slow.
D'Argo: Aww.
Hermione: Giles opened the Magic Box, Joanna opened the golf course, George Michael opened the banana stand-
Cher: George Michael? Like the singer? Isn't he a little... dated? Moreso in the future?
Hermione: Don't worry, I'm sure he's just an alternate universe version of the singer. Turtle came by to check out the competition, and to hear about how GOB failed.
Jaina: I wouldn't mind hearing that story.
D'Argo: Someday you'll have to stop being bitter.
Jaina: I'm allowed.
Hermione: I'd rather not hear any stories about him ever again, thank you. AJ went for a jog on the beach, the church, the hotel, and the post office were all open.
Hermione: I think that's it.
D'Argo: You missed one.
Hermione: I did not.
DArgo: What's this paper that says radio voting is up?
Cher: That's the most important one! Remember, people of Fandom, vote early, vote often, and vote Cher!
Jaina: I'm really glad I don't see politics in your future, because those words are terrifying.
D'Argo: Are we done? Can I go back home? Or maybe for a very large drink?
Hermione: I think we all can. Say goodnight, everyone.
D'Argo: No.
*dead air*
[My brain is wrong.]
Uhhhh, so. My name is D'Argo and I'll be... bringing you the news, I guess. You know, I thought maybe John would be here. Guess not. So, let me see these notes, thank you, skirl-
*sounds of chittering, followed by a door opening*
Cher: Hey, what are you doing here? OH MY GOD WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOUR FACE.
D'Argo:: Nothing. What's wrong with yours?
Cher: There is nothing wrong with my... Really? Is there something wrong with my face?
D'Argo: What are you doing here anyway?
Cher: I asked you first!
D'Argo: I asked you second and I have the tongue.
Cher: Look, I'm flattered and all, but what kind of girl do you think I am? Desperate?
D'Argo: You would not have to be desperate-
Cher: Oh, as if! The alternative would be to get me drunk and I could not let myself get that sloppy in public. Or ever.
D'Argo: I'm not hitting on you-
*sound of a door opening*
Hermione: What's going on here?
D'Argo: I've asked that a few times already.
Cher: I'm just trying to get some more radio time, since no one was scheduled! The secret to success is to put yourself out there.
Hermione: Shut up. I'm supposed to be here. I'm the one with actual radio experience.
Cher: What's she doing here?
Jaina: I saw this one walking here all purposeful. Thought I should tag along.
Hermione: Look, stay if you must, but I'm going to start reading.
Cher: The guy with the face already did.
Jaina: Guy with the face? Oh, look, it's the job-stealer.
D'Argo: I said I was sorry!
Hermione: *sigh* Just, someone start reading.
School, where learning potentially happened
Cher: I'll take it! So, today in Debating we learned about way un-PC generalizations, and everyone was all what?". Anything said about me in that class was totally not true. And then we generalized each other. Which is cool for a class but don't make random generalizations about people. Everyone is their own unique... flower, or sunbeam, or something. Math did mathy things, and Charlie needed help with word problems. I always hated those. If a train leaves Boston at 8:20 and another train going that direction leaves San Francisco at 9:10, why do I care when they meet up when I probably took a plane like normal people?
D'Argo: I hear words. They just kind of... fuzz out once they leave your mouth.
Hermione: Okay, no. I will not see you do this to classes. *clears throat* Love Smart discussed The One and how we plan to find them. I'd like to state for the record that I- like Beauty, apparently- did not sign up for this class. Also, considering how much of the listening audience is underage, please do not think you need to find them, because-
Cher: Okay, yeah, yeah, we got the point, put the soapbox back where you found it.
Hermione: Sorry. Whatever class- there has to be a better name for that- combined Newton's laws with water balloons. Mel slept. Mel. Honestly.
Cher: Oh, please. It's called Whatever class. At lunch, which I was told to avoid, Adah stared down the Eyepatch Guy, and in the library, Thursday had Oreos for breakfast. I hope you have a good metabolism, or did some cardio to work that off! Gavin wanted to talk to Karal, but the squirrels didn't say why, and Molly brought him food, and Evie visited Karal's cat.
D'Argo: Maybe she's shy. And oh, adults. I really like adults right now. Ares and Steve had a very quiet office hours. Quiet would be good right about now.
Jaina: You say that like you don't want to be trapped in a room with three underage girls.
D'Argo: To any authorities listening, remember that I was here first.
Cher: Then I should probably read the note about the banana being cordoned off at the office, huh?
D'Argo: I'm very glad I don't know what you're implying.
Hermione: Moving on, there was also an assembly. With guest hypnotist, the HYPNOTOAD. I... didn't go to that.
Jaina: It was entertaining. Trust me.
Hermione: All right? People took their seats, and Jack and Cassandra flirted before the actual hypnotization. Annette thought she was the Three Stooges, yes, all three, Jack was an Elvis impersonator, Karal was a chicken, Sam was... a pretty pretty pony princess, and Victor was Shirley Temple, and I need a moment. HAHAHAHAHAHA.
Cher: Do you think she's okay?
Jaina: I think you can read the bit about people milling about afterwards and she'll be fine.
Cher: Except you just did it.
Jaina: Oh. You'll live.
D'Argo: She's gone a funny color.
Hermione: *still giggling* I'm all right. AHEM. Where was I? Oh yes.
The dorms, where we live when we're not at home. Unless you're hooking up with someone in town.
Hermione: Wyatt showed Beauty how to use a telephone, and I keep telling people, it's not that horrible if they don't know what one is. Plenty of people don't, just be willing to learn. And don't push all the buttons at once, please. Cassandra- hi, Cassandra!- crawled in through Katara's window for a tutoring session, while Jamie came to say hello and was welcomed back with talk of shirtlessness.
Jaina: Correct me if I'm wrong, but wasn't Jamie the one on the TV?
Hermione: ...I sincerely hope not.
Cher: Really? TV? I wonder if he's been in anything I've seen.
Jaina: You know, I could see you watching that show.
Cher: I'll have to check it out. Anyway, Bart got a visit from Anenenome-
Hermione: Anemone.
Cher: Whatever, brain girl. I'll correct you when it's your turn. Anyway, Bart got a visit from the girl with the hard name, and they made plans about pie and talked about Gulliver-sitting. I have no idea what that meant. And Karal got a visit from Jaina-
Jaina: Hello.
Cher: Who was glad to see him back and not poultrified. That is officially the weirdest thing I've ever had to say.
Hermione: Welcome to Fandom. It gets worse. In the third floor common room, Johnny Blaze and Blackheart gave each other makeoves. Oh-kay.
Cher: Johnny! I have to meet you! I owe you something really rewarding for giving him a makeover and also I need to make sure you're qualified to do so! *sounds of papers* Okay, so, in the fourth floor CR, Isabel did the breakfast thing, which brought Wyatt by to talk about Jack PO'ing the radio squirrels. Not a good idea. I've heard bad things about them, but they've been very nice to me! OW.
D'Argo: It was a skirl, I swear.
Cher: Like I was trying to say, before I was so vehemently interrupted, Dick was happy for muffins after his week, where Irulan was happy for muffins after River's cooking. Isabel and Adam talked about classes, and didn't I tell everyone last time to find better subjects that have nothing to do with actual learning? OW.
Hermione: I'm sorry, I just... couldn't help myself.
Cher: You know, the least you could do would be a tiny bit solid while I'm reading. Have some decency, for real.
Hermione: I'm always solid.
Cher: Anyway, and I swear if I get another nut thrown at me, I'll... be like any number of girls at my old high school. Marco bragged about never getting bit by a gremlin, and... gremlin?
Jaina: She's so new.
*ring, ring*
Cher: Oh, awesome, call-ins!
Hermione: This isn't a call-in show. All, right, new people, this is how you answer a phone. Um, hello, this is Fandom radio. Who's calling, please?
Jaye: ....Crap. I was planning on leaving prank calls on the voicemail. Hermaphrodite? Is that you? It's Jaye! How's it hanging?
Hermione: My name is Hermione, and you're not supposed to be calling! We're trying to do a broadcast.
Jaye: Oh, shut up, bushy, I've been doing radio since before you... came to Fandom. Are you from the future? Could I have been doing radio before you were born?
Hermione: No. And you can't read the notes. You can't do radio.
Jaye: Dammit. Okay. But wait, I still have to do something or I'm gonna look like an idiot.
Cher: Hate to say it, but too late...
Jaye: Hold on while I figure out three-way calling?
Hermione: Jaye, no. I'm hanging up.
D'Argo: I'm kind of curious.
Cher: So, whatever. Until she figures out how to make a phone call, I'm going to keep going. I need at least seven hours' of sleep. Robin the hallucinogenic frog got caught under a bag of flour, but was rescued by Sulley. Irulan came by and got to meet them both. It's so cool to read this and see how people are getting along. It's like verbal warm fuzzies. And later, Mel could be found watching cheesy scifi movies.
*ring, ring*
Jaye: That's me dialing.
Aeryn: Hello?
Jaye: How's no one's favorite space alien?
Aeryn: ....For frell's sake. *clicks*
D'Argo: HEY. Get her back!
Jaye: Somehow I doubt she'll be picking up. Okay, my job here is done. Later, all!
*click*
Cher: That was random.
Hermione: Yes, she is.
Town, where people get their shopping and other things done
D'Argo: This is better. Town, I know. Leo opened the Photo Hut, and Savannah got flowers from one of the Johnnys.
Cher: Aww, that's so sweet! Also, you have to specify your Johnnys.
D'Argo: You have to stop talking.
Jaina: Don't think that's possible.
D'Argo: River asked AJ about his black eye and they worked on a mural in the junkyard. I still don't know any of these people.
Hermione: You actually care?
D'Argo: I thought it might help me get into character.
Hermione: Jaina, do you want to read?
Jaina: I'm just here for the show. I know too many people trying to do one job when I see it.
D'Argo: Do you mind? I'm reading.
Cher: I wanna do this. I'm the one auditioning.
D'Argo: And we heard enough. Turtle checked on Sora at Turtle and Canary, and Evie wanted hair dye. Why would you kill your hair?
Hermione: Vanity. Self-consciousness. Low self-esteem...
Cher: Oh, please, maybe she just wants a new look. And may I take this opportunity to state publicly that I am not a bottle blonde, and anyone wanting to check that is going to be hit with a sexual harassment suit.
D'Argo: Your voice hurts my head. Annette went to the clinic. Hopefully it's not life-threatening. The Devil's Nest had a new theme, and at the good bar, which doesn't have a dance floor, but those zombies can Jam-
Cher: Please never use slang again.
D'Argo: Was that bad?
Cher: Yes. The real bad, not the slang bad, either.
D'Argo: Troy and AJ ignored a sick GOB to have glitter drinks before stumbling back to the dorms. There's a Rose there, and Sam and Dean are... imbibing. Is that better, Your Highness?
Cher: Much.
Jaina: Now I have to ask that you never call her that again. I'm having some really weird mental images now.
Hermione: I'm just going to finish these.
D'Argo: I am reading here!
Hermione: You're slow.
D'Argo: Aww.
Hermione: Giles opened the Magic Box, Joanna opened the golf course, George Michael opened the banana stand-
Cher: George Michael? Like the singer? Isn't he a little... dated? Moreso in the future?
Hermione: Don't worry, I'm sure he's just an alternate universe version of the singer. Turtle came by to check out the competition, and to hear about how GOB failed.
Jaina: I wouldn't mind hearing that story.
D'Argo: Someday you'll have to stop being bitter.
Jaina: I'm allowed.
Hermione: I'd rather not hear any stories about him ever again, thank you. AJ went for a jog on the beach, the church, the hotel, and the post office were all open.
Hermione: I think that's it.
D'Argo: You missed one.
Hermione: I did not.
DArgo: What's this paper that says radio voting is up?
Cher: That's the most important one! Remember, people of Fandom, vote early, vote often, and vote Cher!
Jaina: I'm really glad I don't see politics in your future, because those words are terrifying.
D'Argo: Are we done? Can I go back home? Or maybe for a very large drink?
Hermione: I think we all can. Say goodnight, everyone.
D'Argo: No.
*dead air*
[My brain is wrong.]
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[I love you omg.]
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Then he waited for Hermione to respond.
When she didn't he huffed in frustration.
"FINE! BE THAT WAY! SEE IF I CARE!"
[*loves omg*]
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"He's not qualified. He made me pink."
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