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Fandom Radio [Monday, January 14]
It be Monday, I be bored, so it be pirate radio night!
*sounds of massive squirrel applause*
Go on, wake yer friends. I'll wait fer a moment.
*dead air*
I be Barbossa, this be the mighty WTFH, 'n ye all be mighty busy today, aye?
Readin', Writin', 'n 'Rithamatic
Sam-who-be-not-Dean--'n I be not carin' that I be th' only one left on th' island who be findin' that funny--be openin' the library. Simarali--Cinnamo--C-wench came in fer history books, which be a good thing. If she be lookin' fer coffee, she be in the wrong place. Hoshi be givin' him a report about what he be doin' on her winter vacation. Thar be no word if thar be visual aids. Dean-who-be-not-Alec, woe, be bringin' Sam lunch. I be not gettin' lunch. The squirrels claim that lack o' opposable thumbs be preventing them from deliverin' take-out. Peter-who-be-a-Petrelli be stoppin' in t' flirt, 'n Dawn be thar later. Thar be no word if she be bringin' her fryin' pan wit' her, but she was concerned that Sam might still be havin' his very special woman time. I thought he were a eunuch?
In Maths, they be learnin' t' convert from Imperial t' metric. If ye can tell me how many yards are in a liter, than be a shiny quarter in it fer ye. After class, Liir be askin' Professor French Guy t' look over his personal budget.
*pause*
Ye have a personal budget? A bag under the mattress be workin' jes' fine fer a lot o' us.
*longer pause*
But not fer me, mind, so none o' ye be gettin' ideas about breakin' into me loft.
Applied Inventiontronics--*murmuring* be that a word?--be talkin' power sources. Sokka be confused about why ye wouldn't use electricity if ye had it, 'n everyone talks about kinds o' power they have at home. I myself am the Pirate Lord o' the Caspian Sea.
*chittering*
Oh, other kind of power. Andrew tries t' impress AJ, Liir finds out that Willow--
*sounds of squirrel cheers*
--be a good witch, 'n then Professor Ambrose be gettin' visited by Liir, Anathema, Bridge 'n Rodney after class.
World Mythology be talkin' about Native American myths--includin' creation myths 'n myths where food be comin' from--'n then Professor Ghanima be makin' Billy her TA. In Criminal Justice, the students be learnin' about mugshots 'n fingerprintin'. They tried t' take an attractive mugshot--ye can't, so don't get caught--'n then took each other's fingerprints. Some more euphemistically than others. Professor Deadpool also be popular after class, wit' Michael, Ino 'n Z all hangin' around.
Th' lovely Professor Vala be forcin' her students t' fight o'er limited food supplies in Choose Yer Own Government. Ferris be tryin' the representative democracy 'n the oligarchy, and John-who-be-a-Sheppard be a fan o' monarchy. Don't be electin' a monarch. It only be endin' badly.
The moose be doin' the hokey-pokey in th' office. If that be a euphemism, no one tell me, aye? Thar be a raft full o' teachers sittin' around 'n doin' nothin'--or "holdin' office hours," and ye can't see them, but thar be sarcastic air quotes thar. Professor Biff, Professor Cannon, Professor Bond 'n Hades be havin' no friends today. Professor Lulu be gettin' a fashion show from Liir, 'n Professor Deadpool be makin' up fer all the other teachers bein' losers by havin' many, many visitors: Fraser, Rikku, Professor Biff 'n Sokka all be stoppin' by.
Roomin'
Kabuto be playin' solitaire, 'n Ino be checkin' in t' make sure he be not goin' t' cry all over her. Sounds like someone else be becomin' a woman o'er the weekend. Bridge 'n Z be stoppin' in t' see Sky, 'n Peter-who-be-a-Parker be gettin' a head start on the newspaper. How industrious o' him!
Industry is totally o'errated, me hearties.
Speakin' o' industry, Reno be runnin' up 'n down the stairs. Thar be no news o' him bein' chased by gremlins, so what be wrong wit' ye? In other "what be wrong wit' ye" thoughts, Cassandra be balancin' on the rails 'n watchin' him, which be leadin' to actual sparrring.
*shuffles papers*
That might be a euphemism. Jenny be wonderin' where the fire is, which be a good question--has anyone seen Johnny-who-be-a-Storm around?--then she 'n Reno be talkin' booze 'n cigarettes like a fun bunch o' juvenile delinquents. I be approvin'. Reno 'n Ino be makin' a bet whether he can be happy fer four days. Me recommendation? Watch Professor Skywalker. He be never happy. Reno be challengin' Sokka t' a spar, but Sokka be havin' a thing wit' the guy about the stuff 'n had t' bow out. Sulley be joinin' in on the runnin' and Reno be tunin' in t' the part where Sulley be blue. Blue be normal. Runnin' be not. Rikku be stoppin' by t' remind Reno that he be weird--thank ye 'n to break the news about the "no bar fightin'" rule at Caritas. It be not a Friday night if ye haven't cracked a chair o'er someone's head, but we all be makin' sacrifices t' live here.
This evening in the third floor common room, Liir be readin' 'n starin' at the television. Jes' a hint: it works better when ye turn it on. Teddy be discoverin' that Liir's goin' t' be learnin' to make cookies. I be likin' cookies. Jes' a thought. Anders be stoppin' in t' share his cupcakes--probably not a euphemism--'n he 'n Liir talk about broomsticks--still not a euphemism--and bouncin' quivers. I care not what the notes say, that has t' be a euphemism.
Up on the fourth floor common room, Triela be writin' notes until AJ be wanderin' in 'n findin' out that Triela be workin' fer a terrorist-fightin' organization. This somehow be surprisin' t' him. How long have ye been here, matey? And what be in those paint fumes o' yers? Peter-who-be-a-Petrelli be comin' in as well wit' his journal--a shiny quarter's in it fer ye if he be writin' poetry 'n ye find some fer me--'n he 'n Triela talk family.
Revelin'
Cable be meditatin' in Wellspring Arms, Yitzhak be openin' Luke's, Sean be at Nast Sportin' Goods, Romeo be in Pixie Dust, Mary be at the Arms, 'n Alex-who-be-a-wench be in the Magic Box.
Jack be wanderin' into both Groovy Tunes 'n Sparky's--avoidin' homework, mate?--and Naminé and Dōjima--how'd ye know t' put the thingies on their names?
*sound of shuffling squirrel feet*
Impressive. They be gettin' ice cream. Jack be thar, too. Get a hobby, Jack. It be hoppin' over at the Trooper Station (sadly, no arrests), with Dale bitchin' about his special woman time t' Renee 'n Ghanima tryin' to sneak in wit' coffee, bagels 'n tea. Normally ye be sneakin' out. Jes' a tip.
Millie be checkin' on Seregil at Book Haven, 'n Turtle be supervisin' Jamie's first day at Turtle 'n Canary o'er his protests. Marco, Sky, 'n Sokka also be stoppin' by.
Adah be wanderin' through the park at night, which can sometimes be like wearin' a giant "please to be kidnappin' and/or eatin' me" sign, so I'm jes goin' t' assume she also had a giant baseball bat.
Despite the temptation at Turtle 'n Canary, it seems that everyone be gettin' through the day without need o' medical assistance.
That be all from the Crow's Nest tonight. Keep an eye out fer Matey-wit'-the-Hat 'n his lovely wench who be not a frog, nor likin' t' be called Haunches, 'n have a good tomorrow.
*sounds of massive squirrel applause*
Go on, wake yer friends. I'll wait fer a moment.
*dead air*
I be Barbossa, this be the mighty WTFH, 'n ye all be mighty busy today, aye?
Readin', Writin', 'n 'Rithamatic
Sam-who-be-not-Dean--'n I be not carin' that I be th' only one left on th' island who be findin' that funny--be openin' the library. Simarali--Cinnamo--C-wench came in fer history books, which be a good thing. If she be lookin' fer coffee, she be in the wrong place. Hoshi be givin' him a report about what he be doin' on her winter vacation. Thar be no word if thar be visual aids. Dean-who-be-not-Alec, woe, be bringin' Sam lunch. I be not gettin' lunch. The squirrels claim that lack o' opposable thumbs be preventing them from deliverin' take-out. Peter-who-be-a-Petrelli be stoppin' in t' flirt, 'n Dawn be thar later. Thar be no word if she be bringin' her fryin' pan wit' her, but she was concerned that Sam might still be havin' his very special woman time. I thought he were a eunuch?
In Maths, they be learnin' t' convert from Imperial t' metric. If ye can tell me how many yards are in a liter, than be a shiny quarter in it fer ye. After class, Liir be askin' Professor French Guy t' look over his personal budget.
*pause*
Ye have a personal budget? A bag under the mattress be workin' jes' fine fer a lot o' us.
*longer pause*
But not fer me, mind, so none o' ye be gettin' ideas about breakin' into me loft.
Applied Inventiontronics--*murmuring* be that a word?--be talkin' power sources. Sokka be confused about why ye wouldn't use electricity if ye had it, 'n everyone talks about kinds o' power they have at home. I myself am the Pirate Lord o' the Caspian Sea.
*chittering*
Oh, other kind of power. Andrew tries t' impress AJ, Liir finds out that Willow--
*sounds of squirrel cheers*
--be a good witch, 'n then Professor Ambrose be gettin' visited by Liir, Anathema, Bridge 'n Rodney after class.
World Mythology be talkin' about Native American myths--includin' creation myths 'n myths where food be comin' from--'n then Professor Ghanima be makin' Billy her TA. In Criminal Justice, the students be learnin' about mugshots 'n fingerprintin'. They tried t' take an attractive mugshot--ye can't, so don't get caught--'n then took each other's fingerprints. Some more euphemistically than others. Professor Deadpool also be popular after class, wit' Michael, Ino 'n Z all hangin' around.
Th' lovely Professor Vala be forcin' her students t' fight o'er limited food supplies in Choose Yer Own Government. Ferris be tryin' the representative democracy 'n the oligarchy, and John-who-be-a-Sheppard be a fan o' monarchy. Don't be electin' a monarch. It only be endin' badly.
The moose be doin' the hokey-pokey in th' office. If that be a euphemism, no one tell me, aye? Thar be a raft full o' teachers sittin' around 'n doin' nothin'--or "holdin' office hours," and ye can't see them, but thar be sarcastic air quotes thar. Professor Biff, Professor Cannon, Professor Bond 'n Hades be havin' no friends today. Professor Lulu be gettin' a fashion show from Liir, 'n Professor Deadpool be makin' up fer all the other teachers bein' losers by havin' many, many visitors: Fraser, Rikku, Professor Biff 'n Sokka all be stoppin' by.
Roomin'
Kabuto be playin' solitaire, 'n Ino be checkin' in t' make sure he be not goin' t' cry all over her. Sounds like someone else be becomin' a woman o'er the weekend. Bridge 'n Z be stoppin' in t' see Sky, 'n Peter-who-be-a-Parker be gettin' a head start on the newspaper. How industrious o' him!
Industry is totally o'errated, me hearties.
Speakin' o' industry, Reno be runnin' up 'n down the stairs. Thar be no news o' him bein' chased by gremlins, so what be wrong wit' ye? In other "what be wrong wit' ye" thoughts, Cassandra be balancin' on the rails 'n watchin' him, which be leadin' to actual sparrring.
*shuffles papers*
That might be a euphemism. Jenny be wonderin' where the fire is, which be a good question--has anyone seen Johnny-who-be-a-Storm around?--then she 'n Reno be talkin' booze 'n cigarettes like a fun bunch o' juvenile delinquents. I be approvin'. Reno 'n Ino be makin' a bet whether he can be happy fer four days. Me recommendation? Watch Professor Skywalker. He be never happy. Reno be challengin' Sokka t' a spar, but Sokka be havin' a thing wit' the guy about the stuff 'n had t' bow out. Sulley be joinin' in on the runnin' and Reno be tunin' in t' the part where Sulley be blue. Blue be normal. Runnin' be not. Rikku be stoppin' by t' remind Reno that he be weird--thank ye 'n to break the news about the "no bar fightin'" rule at Caritas. It be not a Friday night if ye haven't cracked a chair o'er someone's head, but we all be makin' sacrifices t' live here.
This evening in the third floor common room, Liir be readin' 'n starin' at the television. Jes' a hint: it works better when ye turn it on. Teddy be discoverin' that Liir's goin' t' be learnin' to make cookies. I be likin' cookies. Jes' a thought. Anders be stoppin' in t' share his cupcakes--probably not a euphemism--'n he 'n Liir talk about broomsticks--still not a euphemism--and bouncin' quivers. I care not what the notes say, that has t' be a euphemism.
Up on the fourth floor common room, Triela be writin' notes until AJ be wanderin' in 'n findin' out that Triela be workin' fer a terrorist-fightin' organization. This somehow be surprisin' t' him. How long have ye been here, matey? And what be in those paint fumes o' yers? Peter-who-be-a-Petrelli be comin' in as well wit' his journal--a shiny quarter's in it fer ye if he be writin' poetry 'n ye find some fer me--'n he 'n Triela talk family.
Revelin'
Cable be meditatin' in Wellspring Arms, Yitzhak be openin' Luke's, Sean be at Nast Sportin' Goods, Romeo be in Pixie Dust, Mary be at the Arms, 'n Alex-who-be-a-wench be in the Magic Box.
Jack be wanderin' into both Groovy Tunes 'n Sparky's--avoidin' homework, mate?--and Naminé and Dōjima--how'd ye know t' put the thingies on their names?
*sound of shuffling squirrel feet*
Impressive. They be gettin' ice cream. Jack be thar, too. Get a hobby, Jack. It be hoppin' over at the Trooper Station (sadly, no arrests), with Dale bitchin' about his special woman time t' Renee 'n Ghanima tryin' to sneak in wit' coffee, bagels 'n tea. Normally ye be sneakin' out. Jes' a tip.
Millie be checkin' on Seregil at Book Haven, 'n Turtle be supervisin' Jamie's first day at Turtle 'n Canary o'er his protests. Marco, Sky, 'n Sokka also be stoppin' by.
Adah be wanderin' through the park at night, which can sometimes be like wearin' a giant "please to be kidnappin' and/or eatin' me" sign, so I'm jes goin' t' assume she also had a giant baseball bat.
Despite the temptation at Turtle 'n Canary, it seems that everyone be gettin' through the day without need o' medical assistance.
That be all from the Crow's Nest tonight. Keep an eye out fer Matey-wit'-the-Hat 'n his lovely wench who be not a frog, nor likin' t' be called Haunches, 'n have a good tomorrow.