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Fandom Radio, Thursday, March 23, 2006
"Good evening, everyone. This is Professor Ms. ... er. You all know my name. I'm broadcasting to you very quietly from under my bed an undisclosed location, thanks to lovely handwavey magic used in the radio broadcasts back home.
Anyway. There is no particular reason I'm under my bed. Really. Certainly nothing pertaining to...HeWhoMustNotBeNamedOMG.
Classes, which were mainly boring except for one which was really not boring but OMGWTFDARKLORDVIZZLE.
Advanced Criminal Justice works on their group projects, heaven help us all. Classics and Foreign Lit have a quiz and a film, and then in Professor Dream's other class, they had a guest lecturer, and...well, my notes don't say that anyone died. But then again, there are no notations on survivors, either. I expect that we'll see a list posted somewhere at some point. And OMGWTF PROFESSOR DREAM, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?
Speech classes talk about humor and change, respectively. Ha. Humor. As though we should be joking in times like these, you sick, sick fools. In Jung, Anakin and Angel have a serious conversation, because at least someone is showing due respect for the severity of the situation. And Psych has a free period. My, I hope Jenny is all right. Let's all hope for her, shall we?
Political Campaigning talks about parties. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE? And Music learns something musical. I really am having a hard time caring, because, oh, that's right, the most feared dark wizard in my lifetime, if not all time, is just ON HOLIDAY HERE, APPARENTLY.
Ahem. Whatever. You should all be hiding, in any case. Especially those of you who are not magical. Because SERIOUSLY.
History of Medieval England talks about the Hundred Year's War. Yes, war. Like, involving bad people. ARE YOU ALL GETTING IT NOW? And, anti-climatically, Business classes watch a film, there is vollyball in the gym, and Sociology is canceled.
And Professor Sidle won't be teaching any longer, and she's alone in her office, as are Professor Cregg and Dean Zordon. Principal Washburn is visited by Professor Sidle, and my question is? All of you ladies (and presumably male head in a tube) who are alone in your offices? WHY ARE YOU NOT FLEEING? WHY? WHY NOT?
In the library, Angela talks to a cat and Parker, and then Rory joins them to discuss some book that Parker's reading. LIBRARY IDIOTS. TAKE. SHELTER.
In the TA lounge, where people are bloody stupid because they're not hiding, Belthazor tells Paige she's a bit of a stupid tart for sleeping with Crowley. Smart move, Bel. Know what's not a smart move? STAYING IN THE LOUNGE, ZOMG. And Bel is apparently on the good side, as he tells Alien Girl - I mean, Isabel. Will explain in a moment. He and Phoebe are cute, and water is somewhat damp. Anders compliments them and asks about meetings, Blair and Bel talk about 'experience,' and oh, look, talking cat.
I give up. Seriously.
In the dorms, where you should all be taking shelter and quite possibly fleeing
This morning, Angel and Callistie woke up pleasantly, whereas that child of hell and Aeryn did not. Angel, Callistie, Aeryn - why aren't you all hidden away? None of you are magical children, are you?
...John, you can stay unhidden.
Meanwhile, the one who looks like John but is not a demon is very sweet to Jaye, who is seventeen today, in case you missed the giant party. Happy birthday, Jaye. And many more. Inated.
Logan tells Veronica how Angel is being stranger than usual, and speaking of strange, Victor has claws now. What the bloody hell?
And Isabel and Xander make up. Speaking of strange some more - did you all know that Isabel is an alien? Yes, apparently, she is. Not that I exactly know what that means, except that she's from space and for some reason this is some great secret. I really don't follow why, but whatever, I have the Dark Lord to worry about today.
Nadia is not an alien or a psychopathic wizard, as far as I know, and instead spends her time on the roof and in the common room. And Bridge and Xander appear to be very awkward, and Anakin and Angel spend time alone in the former's room. Mr. Skywalker, you had convinced me of your heterosexuality.
But anyway.
Maia offers Lana some room to cry about Shep, and I suggest they GET THE BLOODY HELL OUT WHILE THEY CAN.
And like I mentioned a moment ago, there is a party for Jaye, because apparently no one understands what's going on but me, apparently. You're all extraordinarily dim and perhaps you deserve whatever is coming to you, because you're being idiotic. gifts, because lalala evidently no one cares about impending doom. Jake is appeased by coffee, Sam is going to be a nun, apparently - you know, assuming any of us LIVE THROUGH THE NIGHT OMG, Angela teases John and then she and Marty are adorable. You know, adorable in the face of DOOM. John tells Isabel about when he wore heels, and I'll take a moment out of my panic to say that I...am not surprised. Callistie is rather buoyant, and Rory would like us all to know that she is not, and I quote, 'a big ol' ho,' and since Anakin is back, I'm not going to touch that with a ten-foot pole. Also, I have other things on my mind. Such as OMGWTFTHEDARKLORD.
And after the party, Parker makes a rather revealing phone call to Jarod, and Anders has his ego crushed. No one cares, because we are all apparently going to die.
In town, blah blah, gonna die
Ivanova is perky at Wonka's, because like everyone else, she is a delusional fool. And Lana and Kiki are mournful, but not for the reason that they should be. And in a fit of complete idiocy, Orlin buys the FIXINGS FOR BROWNIES. WHAT THE HELL? And...Edmund tells Ivanova that Baldrick is coming, and I DO NOT CARE.
During the day FTEC is bustling. Naturally. But things seem to have calmed down at night. Which worries me more.
Oh no. That's the end of the broadcast. All right, all. Take care of yourselves. This is...utterly terrifying, and I'm horribly sorry for being so terrible to all of you. Truly, I am. Even John. I love you all, really, I do!Even except John.
So...take care. Hide yourselves. Do what you ca -
Oh, wait.
Oh. Oh, it seems that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is gone. And, erm, has been since third period. Oh. BLOODY HELL, PEOPLE, PUT THESE THINGS IN MY NOTES EARLY. GAH.
I was kidding before, you know. Didn't mean a word of it. At all.
...I hate all of you."
Anyway. There is no particular reason I'm under my bed. Really. Certainly nothing pertaining to...HeWhoMustNotBeNamedOMG.
Classes, which were mainly boring except for one which was really not boring but OMGWTFDARKLORD
Advanced Criminal Justice works on their group projects, heaven help us all. Classics and Foreign Lit have a quiz and a film, and then in Professor Dream's other class, they had a guest lecturer, and...well, my notes don't say that anyone died. But then again, there are no notations on survivors, either. I expect that we'll see a list posted somewhere at some point. And OMGWTF PROFESSOR DREAM, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?
Speech classes talk about humor and change, respectively. Ha. Humor. As though we should be joking in times like these, you sick, sick fools. In Jung, Anakin and Angel have a serious conversation, because at least someone is showing due respect for the severity of the situation. And Psych has a free period. My, I hope Jenny is all right. Let's all hope for her, shall we?
Political Campaigning talks about parties. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE? And Music learns something musical. I really am having a hard time caring, because, oh, that's right, the most feared dark wizard in my lifetime, if not all time, is just ON HOLIDAY HERE, APPARENTLY.
Ahem. Whatever. You should all be hiding, in any case. Especially those of you who are not magical. Because SERIOUSLY.
History of Medieval England talks about the Hundred Year's War. Yes, war. Like, involving bad people. ARE YOU ALL GETTING IT NOW? And, anti-climatically, Business classes watch a film, there is vollyball in the gym, and Sociology is canceled.
And Professor Sidle won't be teaching any longer, and she's alone in her office, as are Professor Cregg and Dean Zordon. Principal Washburn is visited by Professor Sidle, and my question is? All of you ladies (and presumably male head in a tube) who are alone in your offices? WHY ARE YOU NOT FLEEING? WHY? WHY NOT?
In the library, Angela talks to a cat and Parker, and then Rory joins them to discuss some book that Parker's reading. LIBRARY IDIOTS. TAKE. SHELTER.
In the TA lounge, where people are bloody stupid because they're not hiding, Belthazor tells Paige she's a bit of a stupid tart for sleeping with Crowley. Smart move, Bel. Know what's not a smart move? STAYING IN THE LOUNGE, ZOMG. And Bel is apparently on the good side, as he tells Alien Girl - I mean, Isabel. Will explain in a moment. He and Phoebe are cute, and water is somewhat damp. Anders compliments them and asks about meetings, Blair and Bel talk about 'experience,' and oh, look, talking cat.
I give up. Seriously.
In the dorms, where you should all be taking shelter and quite possibly fleeing
This morning, Angel and Callistie woke up pleasantly, whereas that child of hell and Aeryn did not. Angel, Callistie, Aeryn - why aren't you all hidden away? None of you are magical children, are you?
...John, you can stay unhidden.
Meanwhile, the one who looks like John but is not a demon is very sweet to Jaye, who is seventeen today, in case you missed the giant party. Happy birthday, Jaye. And many more. Inated.
Logan tells Veronica how Angel is being stranger than usual, and speaking of strange, Victor has claws now. What the bloody hell?
And Isabel and Xander make up. Speaking of strange some more - did you all know that Isabel is an alien? Yes, apparently, she is. Not that I exactly know what that means, except that she's from space and for some reason this is some great secret. I really don't follow why, but whatever, I have the Dark Lord to worry about today.
Nadia is not an alien or a psychopathic wizard, as far as I know, and instead spends her time on the roof and in the common room. And Bridge and Xander appear to be very awkward, and Anakin and Angel spend time alone in the former's room. Mr. Skywalker, you had convinced me of your heterosexuality.
But anyway.
Maia offers Lana some room to cry about Shep, and I suggest they GET THE BLOODY HELL OUT WHILE THEY CAN.
And like I mentioned a moment ago, there is a party for Jaye, because apparently no one understands what's going on but me, apparently. You're all extraordinarily dim and perhaps you deserve whatever is coming to you, because you're being idiotic. gifts, because lalala evidently no one cares about impending doom. Jake is appeased by coffee, Sam is going to be a nun, apparently - you know, assuming any of us LIVE THROUGH THE NIGHT OMG, Angela teases John and then she and Marty are adorable. You know, adorable in the face of DOOM. John tells Isabel about when he wore heels, and I'll take a moment out of my panic to say that I...am not surprised. Callistie is rather buoyant, and Rory would like us all to know that she is not, and I quote, 'a big ol' ho,' and since Anakin is back, I'm not going to touch that with a ten-foot pole. Also, I have other things on my mind. Such as OMGWTFTHEDARKLORD.
And after the party, Parker makes a rather revealing phone call to Jarod, and Anders has his ego crushed. No one cares, because we are all apparently going to die.
In town, blah blah, gonna die
Ivanova is perky at Wonka's, because like everyone else, she is a delusional fool. And Lana and Kiki are mournful, but not for the reason that they should be. And in a fit of complete idiocy, Orlin buys the FIXINGS FOR BROWNIES. WHAT THE HELL? And...Edmund tells Ivanova that Baldrick is coming, and I DO NOT CARE.
During the day FTEC is bustling. Naturally. But things seem to have calmed down at night. Which worries me more.
Oh no. That's the end of the broadcast. All right, all. Take care of yourselves. This is...utterly terrifying, and I'm horribly sorry for being so terrible to all of you. Truly, I am. Even John. I love you all, really, I do!
So...take care. Hide yourselves. Do what you ca -
Oh, wait.
Oh. Oh, it seems that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is gone. And, erm, has been since third period. Oh. BLOODY HELL, PEOPLE, PUT THESE THINGS IN MY NOTES EARLY. GAH.
I was kidding before, you know. Didn't mean a word of it. At all.
...I hate all of you."