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Fandom Radio, Tuesday (9/5)
What's up, Fandom? Steph here, sorry to remind you that yes, it is September now, and that was Mitski with "Bug Like an Angel" here on WTFH.
It's a new semester and a whole new era around here, so congrats to everyone who can now, when asked where they go to school, tell people "FU" and actually be answering the question. Seriously, standing ovation for everyone involved with okaying that decision. Side-eyeing the choice to start on Labor Day though. Just a little bit. Which is to say -- Classes! What've we got, intern porg?
*drumroll, with trilling*
And the honor of being the very first class of the term goes to Cutter and Connor and Evolutionary Science for Beginners, followed up by Practical Folklore with Jonathan Sims.
It's a new term, but we still have no Dorms notes. Hey, consistency's not a bad thing, right? In Town, though, Steven and Watts were up early prepping a first-day-of-classes breakfast spread for everyone at the Midnight Manor Boarding House. A very large breakfast spread, because food sensitivities are a thing, and how much do I love that Steven accounted for that? Watts was of the opinion that it was a week's worth of food, easy, and they were excited about finally being settled in so they can get back to routine. And also having a fully functioning kitchen. Arden was surprised about all the food, especially the part where it was free, but it seems like the cornbread won her over. She did request a slight adjustment to her room, which... Steven asked the house to make. Because it can do that. Watts introduced himself to Arden, who told him she's not used to small towns and kind of grilled him about the house. Illyana noted that Arden hasn't run away yet and then immediately segued from that into 'by the way sometimes we turn into little kids for a few days, also there's the pollen of horniness,' none of which was in Arden's brochure. Honestly, it's probably best to get that stuff established up front.
Illyana and Steven got to nerd out about dead languages over breakfast after she told him she'll be minoring in that, and... I'm sorry if this is incorrect, but I'm taking the squirrels' word for it that they accurately translated that Illyana's conversation with Watts in Russian was about not talking about feelings or actively murdering anyone. And Gonzo came down the banister into the dining room and this was how Steven got to meet him for the first time and find out that plastic gives him heartburn, but everything else should be fine. Not literally, I hope?
*chittering*
...of course. There was also some discussion of stunt jumping. How's your homeowner's insurance policy, Steven? Inquiring rodent reporters want to know. It's literally scribbled down the side of this note. Watts wasn't so sure about Gonzo's plans to "try out" the chandelier, but maybe Gonzo won him over by complimenting his wardrobe? Guess we'll find out. Illyana wanted to know if Gonzo is something called a Bamf, but judging from the plushie one she showed him, all signs point to no.
Elsewhere in town, if you were in search of a mouthguard yesterday, hopefully you ended up at Turtle and Canary, which is both now under Summer's management and hiring, if anyone's looking. It was also National Wildlife Day, which -- aww -- explains all the animals showing up at Covent Garden Flowers to buy flowers for other lucky animals. Nell managed to score pastries, too, thanks to the squirrel who found out National Eat a Second Dessert Day was also on the list of random-[BLEEP] weird holidays yesterday. Weird and random, yes, but also tasty. At the Photo Hut, Prompto hung up on a potential client... which is a hundred and ten percent valid, dude, if he tried to play the 'exposure' card. Gross. On the non-gross side of things, he did take over watching Noctra for a while to let Liz get a chance to nap. At Diaz & Ass., Rosa's workday consisted mostly of watching her dog chase her own tail and getting a coffee delivery from Miguel, who was also prepping for barbecue goodness.
And in case anyone was wondering, yes, the bouncy silicone dice are still evading containment at the Magpie Emporium, but Vi left that job to Saffron so she could deal with the piles of leaf-shaped meeples that just appeared all over the store. I can definitely say I didn't place that order, but at least it's seasonal.
And finally. Did you think I was gonna end this broadcast without a very important new crab lore drop from the Clinic? Something something ye of little faith. Did you know Stabby the Crab knew how to grill? Because Stark didn't. But now he knows, and so do you. What I don't know, though, is how I can get someone to hook me up with one of those crab union shirts the nurses were wearing. If anyone knows, just leave a message for me with the intern porg here at the station. I mean, sure, you could text me, but do you really want to deprive the porg of that moment of joy? Do you?
Contemplate that until next week. Later, everyone!
It's a new semester and a whole new era around here, so congrats to everyone who can now, when asked where they go to school, tell people "FU" and actually be answering the question. Seriously, standing ovation for everyone involved with okaying that decision. Side-eyeing the choice to start on Labor Day though. Just a little bit. Which is to say -- Classes! What've we got, intern porg?
*drumroll, with trilling*
And the honor of being the very first class of the term goes to Cutter and Connor and Evolutionary Science for Beginners, followed up by Practical Folklore with Jonathan Sims.
It's a new term, but we still have no Dorms notes. Hey, consistency's not a bad thing, right? In Town, though, Steven and Watts were up early prepping a first-day-of-classes breakfast spread for everyone at the Midnight Manor Boarding House. A very large breakfast spread, because food sensitivities are a thing, and how much do I love that Steven accounted for that? Watts was of the opinion that it was a week's worth of food, easy, and they were excited about finally being settled in so they can get back to routine. And also having a fully functioning kitchen. Arden was surprised about all the food, especially the part where it was free, but it seems like the cornbread won her over. She did request a slight adjustment to her room, which... Steven asked the house to make. Because it can do that. Watts introduced himself to Arden, who told him she's not used to small towns and kind of grilled him about the house. Illyana noted that Arden hasn't run away yet and then immediately segued from that into 'by the way sometimes we turn into little kids for a few days, also there's the pollen of horniness,' none of which was in Arden's brochure. Honestly, it's probably best to get that stuff established up front.
Illyana and Steven got to nerd out about dead languages over breakfast after she told him she'll be minoring in that, and... I'm sorry if this is incorrect, but I'm taking the squirrels' word for it that they accurately translated that Illyana's conversation with Watts in Russian was about not talking about feelings or actively murdering anyone. And Gonzo came down the banister into the dining room and this was how Steven got to meet him for the first time and find out that plastic gives him heartburn, but everything else should be fine. Not literally, I hope?
*chittering*
...of course. There was also some discussion of stunt jumping. How's your homeowner's insurance policy, Steven? Inquiring rodent reporters want to know. It's literally scribbled down the side of this note. Watts wasn't so sure about Gonzo's plans to "try out" the chandelier, but maybe Gonzo won him over by complimenting his wardrobe? Guess we'll find out. Illyana wanted to know if Gonzo is something called a Bamf, but judging from the plushie one she showed him, all signs point to no.
Elsewhere in town, if you were in search of a mouthguard yesterday, hopefully you ended up at Turtle and Canary, which is both now under Summer's management and hiring, if anyone's looking. It was also National Wildlife Day, which -- aww -- explains all the animals showing up at Covent Garden Flowers to buy flowers for other lucky animals. Nell managed to score pastries, too, thanks to the squirrel who found out National Eat a Second Dessert Day was also on the list of random-[BLEEP] weird holidays yesterday. Weird and random, yes, but also tasty. At the Photo Hut, Prompto hung up on a potential client... which is a hundred and ten percent valid, dude, if he tried to play the 'exposure' card. Gross. On the non-gross side of things, he did take over watching Noctra for a while to let Liz get a chance to nap. At Diaz & Ass., Rosa's workday consisted mostly of watching her dog chase her own tail and getting a coffee delivery from Miguel, who was also prepping for barbecue goodness.
And in case anyone was wondering, yes, the bouncy silicone dice are still evading containment at the Magpie Emporium, but Vi left that job to Saffron so she could deal with the piles of leaf-shaped meeples that just appeared all over the store. I can definitely say I didn't place that order, but at least it's seasonal.
And finally. Did you think I was gonna end this broadcast without a very important new crab lore drop from the Clinic? Something something ye of little faith. Did you know Stabby the Crab knew how to grill? Because Stark didn't. But now he knows, and so do you. What I don't know, though, is how I can get someone to hook me up with one of those crab union shirts the nurses were wearing. If anyone knows, just leave a message for me with the intern porg here at the station. I mean, sure, you could text me, but do you really want to deprive the porg of that moment of joy? Do you?
Contemplate that until next week. Later, everyone!