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fandom_radio2022-07-05 10:26 am
ohvalleyofpenis) wrote in fandom_radio2022-07-05 10:26 am
Fandom Radio - Tuesday, July 5th
Jaskier: You know, I hadn't really thought this friendship would extend to be kidnapped by rodents together.
Yennefer: Who said we were friends? I never said that. Also, these squirrels are amazingly hex-resistant.
Jaskier: I said we're friends. Well. Frenemies. It's close enough, you know.
Yennefer: …I will allow it. Now, rodents, where are your little notes?
*chittering*
Jaskier: Ah, rum soaked and only vaguely legible. I thought it was simply a Saturday thing, but no.
Yennefer: Let’s get on with it. I have a memory foam mattress to continue reacquainting myself with.
Jaskier: …I'm sure it misses you too. Now… ah! School to start. Like it always is. The Art of Haiku had the students work on finding poetry to bring forward whilst outside of class. The best ideas do come to us when we least expect it, after all. Treasure discussed what counts as, well, treasure. It can be a very vague word, really. Coping With the Non-Modern World had introductions and also were asked to supply what they wouldn't want to live without should they leave this place. 2Paint2Ball had their usual combat with the occasional pocket of no gravity. Which simply seems like a poor idea and a very valid reason I avoid the class. I bruise like a peach, you know. British History was amused to be teaching on the holiday for some reason.
Yennefer: It was a holiday and they dragged me in to teach a class? Do they know the meaning of the word? In the town, Stark was on duty at the clinic, where the crab now has been given pyrotechnics. Brilliant idea.
*chittering*
Ah, fake pyrotechnics. That is slightly better, thank you. At the Magpie Emporium, Vi was a bit puzzled by the color scheme of her new inventory, and at the animal shelter, Sakaki attempted to befriend the cats. Summer was working at Turtle and Canary, where Liz stopped by to catch up on what had happened while she was away, and Goose was also there to catch up and stock up on groceries, and Billy dropped by to ask about some special orders. Hopefully that's some kind of euphemism...oh, it's...it's surfboards for the porgs.
*judgmental silence*
Jaskier: They're the strange, little birds! Though I do hope it is an euphemism if only for my own amusement.
Yennefer: Quite. Moving on.
Jaskier: There was also a party, though it was apparently only for those who aren't natives to this place. There were a lot of flags, however.
Yennefer: The holiday is marked by a lot of flags. I have noticed that.
Jaskier: And fireworks! New Steven brought ale for Jon. He also met another, slightly differently spelled John who filled him in on being the librarian and a chaos magician. Stark also said hello to New Steven and discussed a variety of people on the island. John and Jon hoped to also be free from imperialism whilst Irene and the one with the h in their name debated the demonic origins of the royalty. Watts met up with New Steven who apparently apologized for the squirrels. As did Jon. Which seems like perhaps a losing battle as they do as they please. He also met John and they discussed what they did here. Irene and he also discussed the difference in holidays over time and what the island has up it's proverbial sleeves for us all. Upon Tisarwat's arrival, Jon offered to make some tea, though it was politely declined for the occasion.
Yennefer: Connor was in attendance, and he spoke to Jon about whether he was welcome at the party and the possibility of renting a flat. Connor and Steven then traded insults about the locals and talked about how mad the portals are. Irene arrived looking rather fashionable, and with cocktail makings--hello, why aren't we friends?--and talked with Steven about the wares available in her shop. She was welcomed by Jon and a rather nervous Connor. Also in attendance and chatting with the host were Goose and Stark.
Jaskier: And that's all the notes?
*papers rustling*
Yennefer: One should hope so, that’s quite enough. I’m not seeing more.
Jaskier: Well, hopefully we won't be kidnapped again, but who can say such things about the fickle whims of fate?
Yennefer: Now you’ve jinxed it. Do I just hit this button?
*unholy frequency screeching, followed by dead air*
Yennefer: Who said we were friends? I never said that. Also, these squirrels are amazingly hex-resistant.
Jaskier: I said we're friends. Well. Frenemies. It's close enough, you know.
Yennefer: …I will allow it. Now, rodents, where are your little notes?
*chittering*
Jaskier: Ah, rum soaked and only vaguely legible. I thought it was simply a Saturday thing, but no.
Yennefer: Let’s get on with it. I have a memory foam mattress to continue reacquainting myself with.
Jaskier: …I'm sure it misses you too. Now… ah! School to start. Like it always is. The Art of Haiku had the students work on finding poetry to bring forward whilst outside of class. The best ideas do come to us when we least expect it, after all. Treasure discussed what counts as, well, treasure. It can be a very vague word, really. Coping With the Non-Modern World had introductions and also were asked to supply what they wouldn't want to live without should they leave this place. 2Paint2Ball had their usual combat with the occasional pocket of no gravity. Which simply seems like a poor idea and a very valid reason I avoid the class. I bruise like a peach, you know. British History was amused to be teaching on the holiday for some reason.
Yennefer: It was a holiday and they dragged me in to teach a class? Do they know the meaning of the word? In the town, Stark was on duty at the clinic, where the crab now has been given pyrotechnics. Brilliant idea.
*chittering*
Ah, fake pyrotechnics. That is slightly better, thank you. At the Magpie Emporium, Vi was a bit puzzled by the color scheme of her new inventory, and at the animal shelter, Sakaki attempted to befriend the cats. Summer was working at Turtle and Canary, where Liz stopped by to catch up on what had happened while she was away, and Goose was also there to catch up and stock up on groceries, and Billy dropped by to ask about some special orders. Hopefully that's some kind of euphemism...oh, it's...it's surfboards for the porgs.
*judgmental silence*
Jaskier: They're the strange, little birds! Though I do hope it is an euphemism if only for my own amusement.
Yennefer: Quite. Moving on.
Jaskier: There was also a party, though it was apparently only for those who aren't natives to this place. There were a lot of flags, however.
Yennefer: The holiday is marked by a lot of flags. I have noticed that.
Jaskier: And fireworks! New Steven brought ale for Jon. He also met another, slightly differently spelled John who filled him in on being the librarian and a chaos magician. Stark also said hello to New Steven and discussed a variety of people on the island. John and Jon hoped to also be free from imperialism whilst Irene and the one with the h in their name debated the demonic origins of the royalty. Watts met up with New Steven who apparently apologized for the squirrels. As did Jon. Which seems like perhaps a losing battle as they do as they please. He also met John and they discussed what they did here. Irene and he also discussed the difference in holidays over time and what the island has up it's proverbial sleeves for us all. Upon Tisarwat's arrival, Jon offered to make some tea, though it was politely declined for the occasion.
Yennefer: Connor was in attendance, and he spoke to Jon about whether he was welcome at the party and the possibility of renting a flat. Connor and Steven then traded insults about the locals and talked about how mad the portals are. Irene arrived looking rather fashionable, and with cocktail makings--hello, why aren't we friends?--and talked with Steven about the wares available in her shop. She was welcomed by Jon and a rather nervous Connor. Also in attendance and chatting with the host were Goose and Stark.
Jaskier: And that's all the notes?
*papers rustling*
Yennefer: One should hope so, that’s quite enough. I’m not seeing more.
Jaskier: Well, hopefully we won't be kidnapped again, but who can say such things about the fickle whims of fate?
Yennefer: Now you’ve jinxed it. Do I just hit this button?
*unholy frequency screeching, followed by dead air*