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Fandom Radio, Friday, September 12
*sounds of scuffling*
I don't care how fuzzy and cute you think you are, I will smite the lot of you. There's plenty of rodents on this island. You're easily replaced. I'm not doing this.
*silence, then a wee squirrelly cough*
...We're on the air already?
*pause*
Smiting. Definitely smiting. And no rum.
*horrified gasps*
Give me the kriffing notes.
*chittering*
Oh, they know who I am.
Classes, Where Everyone Had Better Be Paying Attention
In the library, Buffy ends up with a karate kitten, which amused both her and Hurley. Chemistry class makes paper maché volcanoes--I hate volcanoes--before they, naturally, make them explode. In Physical Education, taught by a teacher I could totally beat in arm wrestling, everyone changed into their uniforms before running with their partners. Sounds thrilling. Helen was upset that Hannibal had gotten the TA job instead of her. Is there some sort of special honor that comes with being a TA? I've never given them out.
History class learned about accidentally screwing up history, which is why people from the future--or those who can see the future--should keep their mouths shut. They could stop the Great Fire of Rome, let Mary, Queen of Scots, escape, or letting Guy Fawkes take over the government. All sound like terrible ideas.
And there was a staff meeting, where teachers who fall for that sort of thing were bribed with pie and coffee.
*chittering*
I don't have crumbs on my robe. Shut up. Miss Bennet was sipping tea and staring at Deadpool's very stylish pajamas. Yes, pajamas.
*more chittering*
No, he can't kick my ass. I'd like to see him try.
I met--well, that's not important--and Tyler checked on his teaching buddy--ridiculous term--Professor Garrett, who was then annoyed by the air quoting wonder, Professor Murdock. Professor Dex--whose ass I could also kick, thank you, so don't listen to the Mountie, Professor Aldrin--was talking to Professor Bennet about pie and knives. We do prefer to eat pie after it's been cut, yes. Shoving the entire thing into your mouth is uncouth.
In further pie news, Tyler's having some kind of exploding pie problem. I pray that the situation isn't a contagious one. The library books have been turning into kittens all week--thank you for the late breaking news, Person Whose Name Is Not Important--though it seemed to have escaped Professor Bennet's notice until now. And those students who were hoping to make their college tuition betting on teacher fights are out of luck. We'll be doing it behind closed doors.
*squirrelly snickers*
Not dirty, you insane rodents. Deadpool and Tyler talk about fighting each other, Constable Fraser and Deadpool talk about tackling and socks...I don't ask, Professor Minsc wondered if attacking furniture counted as fighting, and I was the very model of diplomatic decorum and didn't toss anyone through a wall. Though I was sorely tempted. Professor Dex, don't push me. But if he does, teachers, bets can be placed through Professor Bond. Who I could also beat up. Just in case anyone cares.
Before our meeting, Professors Minsc, Garrett and Bond were all in their offices. Alone. Not fighting anyone, I assume.
Dorms, Where Everyone Should Be Sleeping In Their Own Rooms. Sheppard, I'm Watching You.
Up on the second floor, Tony is...painting his doorway with cough syrup. Stop being strange, Tony. Lola wants to know what's going on with such unusual decorating. I agree. In the common room, Ichigo is talking to his lunch. If it talks back, please don't eat it. A student once turned into a cookie. It was very disturbing. Hinata catches Ichigo talking to the food, but he blames it on dropping it. That makes no sense. Does he also carry a purse? Someone should check. Robin introduces himself to Hinata: yes, he's a fuzzy green frog, Ichigo, and not just today.
On the third floor, Summer has caffeine, baked goods and the ability to make her boyfriend flair. I really didn't need the mental image I just received on how those things could be combined. Detention for both of you.
*aggrieved chittering*
Of course I can do that.
Jeff is sketching dances in his room on the fifth floor, which concerns Turtle, and, indeed, all of us. If I get bit by a gremlin and end up doing your choreography, there will be Consequences. And speaking of Consequences, Sheppard is in his room with my grand...Jaina, who is still a kitten. And who has no reason to be in that room otherwise, right, Sheppard?
On the deck tonight, Jan is...playing horseshoes.
*pause*
Seriously?
Very well. Angela begins to sketch the scene--can't really blame her, even if I'd chose something slightly faster to record the moment--and Jan invites Joan to play with him. Angela and Joan squeal--yes, girls, there's a unicorn at the school--and then talk about overprotective fathers, which I contend can only be a good thing. Otherwise they end up marrying people who look like the frelling librarian. Molly wonders if Jan is cheating by playing horseshoes at all--turns out unicorns don't wear shoes, so no--before talking with Angela about how very exciting it is to be on the deck. This is news? Penelope and Liz also ooh over Jan, who should be charging money to meet him at this point, and Teyla is very glad that Jan is enjoying himself.
*wee squirrell-y wail, then a door slamming*
...I'm not going to ask.
In the gym, Tahiri is...checking out staffs? Um. And then Ella compliments her stick-handling.
*awkward pause*
Moving on.
Town, Which I Could Rule WIth an Iron Fist, But That Would Be Wrong
At Stark Industries, Kaylee has a tiny mechanical kitten--a kitten that is interested in mechanics, not one that is also a droid--and a visitor in my grand...Ben. They determine that the kitten in the shop is not Jaina.
Ella has to deal with olives over at the diner--did they try to revolt?--and Liir has tea and cookies--hopefully olive-free--over at the bookstore. If you spill either on the books, my wife will come back to the island to lecture you. Jen has kittens stuck in a playing-triangle at the pizza place. I've been told this is dire. And speaking of dire, Mary opened the hotel and was emo. I myself have never been...emo.
*howls of squirrelly laughter*
Shut up. In things that were also open today, we add the gallery, the music store, Turtle and Canary and Wellspring Arms, which Rikku would prefer to name Guns and Zen. Interesting.
Cal and Amber decide to date at the Perk. Presumably in other parts of the island as well. At Caritas, Jolee is rearranging his ...ew.
*frantic chittering*
Oh, the chairs! Karal and Evey are talking down by the beach, if anyone is looking for them, and Jess flew into the lake. These things happen.
That's all the news that there is today. I'm going home. Everyone else should be in their own beds. Don't make me break out the sexual education slides again.
I don't care how fuzzy and cute you think you are, I will smite the lot of you. There's plenty of rodents on this island. You're easily replaced. I'm not doing this.
*silence, then a wee squirrelly cough*
...We're on the air already?
*pause*
Smiting. Definitely smiting. And no rum.
*horrified gasps*
Give me the kriffing notes.
*chittering*
Oh, they know who I am.
Classes, Where Everyone Had Better Be Paying Attention
In the library, Buffy ends up with a karate kitten, which amused both her and Hurley. Chemistry class makes paper maché volcanoes--I hate volcanoes--before they, naturally, make them explode. In Physical Education, taught by a teacher I could totally beat in arm wrestling, everyone changed into their uniforms before running with their partners. Sounds thrilling. Helen was upset that Hannibal had gotten the TA job instead of her. Is there some sort of special honor that comes with being a TA? I've never given them out.
History class learned about accidentally screwing up history, which is why people from the future--or those who can see the future--should keep their mouths shut. They could stop the Great Fire of Rome, let Mary, Queen of Scots, escape, or letting Guy Fawkes take over the government. All sound like terrible ideas.
And there was a staff meeting, where teachers who fall for that sort of thing were bribed with pie and coffee.
*chittering*
I don't have crumbs on my robe. Shut up. Miss Bennet was sipping tea and staring at Deadpool's very stylish pajamas. Yes, pajamas.
*more chittering*
No, he can't kick my ass. I'd like to see him try.
I met--well, that's not important--and Tyler checked on his teaching buddy--ridiculous term--Professor Garrett, who was then annoyed by the air quoting wonder, Professor Murdock. Professor Dex--whose ass I could also kick, thank you, so don't listen to the Mountie, Professor Aldrin--was talking to Professor Bennet about pie and knives. We do prefer to eat pie after it's been cut, yes. Shoving the entire thing into your mouth is uncouth.
In further pie news, Tyler's having some kind of exploding pie problem. I pray that the situation isn't a contagious one. The library books have been turning into kittens all week--thank you for the late breaking news, Person Whose Name Is Not Important--though it seemed to have escaped Professor Bennet's notice until now. And those students who were hoping to make their college tuition betting on teacher fights are out of luck. We'll be doing it behind closed doors.
*squirrelly snickers*
Not dirty, you insane rodents. Deadpool and Tyler talk about fighting each other, Constable Fraser and Deadpool talk about tackling and socks...I don't ask, Professor Minsc wondered if attacking furniture counted as fighting, and I was the very model of diplomatic decorum and didn't toss anyone through a wall. Though I was sorely tempted. Professor Dex, don't push me. But if he does, teachers, bets can be placed through Professor Bond. Who I could also beat up. Just in case anyone cares.
Before our meeting, Professors Minsc, Garrett and Bond were all in their offices. Alone. Not fighting anyone, I assume.
Dorms, Where Everyone Should Be Sleeping In Their Own Rooms. Sheppard, I'm Watching You.
Up on the second floor, Tony is...painting his doorway with cough syrup. Stop being strange, Tony. Lola wants to know what's going on with such unusual decorating. I agree. In the common room, Ichigo is talking to his lunch. If it talks back, please don't eat it. A student once turned into a cookie. It was very disturbing. Hinata catches Ichigo talking to the food, but he blames it on dropping it. That makes no sense. Does he also carry a purse? Someone should check. Robin introduces himself to Hinata: yes, he's a fuzzy green frog, Ichigo, and not just today.
On the third floor, Summer has caffeine, baked goods and the ability to make her boyfriend flair. I really didn't need the mental image I just received on how those things could be combined. Detention for both of you.
*aggrieved chittering*
Of course I can do that.
Jeff is sketching dances in his room on the fifth floor, which concerns Turtle, and, indeed, all of us. If I get bit by a gremlin and end up doing your choreography, there will be Consequences. And speaking of Consequences, Sheppard is in his room with my grand...Jaina, who is still a kitten. And who has no reason to be in that room otherwise, right, Sheppard?
On the deck tonight, Jan is...playing horseshoes.
*pause*
Seriously?
Very well. Angela begins to sketch the scene--can't really blame her, even if I'd chose something slightly faster to record the moment--and Jan invites Joan to play with him. Angela and Joan squeal--yes, girls, there's a unicorn at the school--and then talk about overprotective fathers, which I contend can only be a good thing. Otherwise they end up marrying people who look like the frelling librarian. Molly wonders if Jan is cheating by playing horseshoes at all--turns out unicorns don't wear shoes, so no--before talking with Angela about how very exciting it is to be on the deck. This is news? Penelope and Liz also ooh over Jan, who should be charging money to meet him at this point, and Teyla is very glad that Jan is enjoying himself.
*wee squirrell-y wail, then a door slamming*
...I'm not going to ask.
In the gym, Tahiri is...checking out staffs? Um. And then Ella compliments her stick-handling.
*awkward pause*
Moving on.
Town, Which I Could Rule WIth an Iron Fist, But That Would Be Wrong
At Stark Industries, Kaylee has a tiny mechanical kitten--a kitten that is interested in mechanics, not one that is also a droid--and a visitor in my grand...Ben. They determine that the kitten in the shop is not Jaina.
Ella has to deal with olives over at the diner--did they try to revolt?--and Liir has tea and cookies--hopefully olive-free--over at the bookstore. If you spill either on the books, my wife will come back to the island to lecture you. Jen has kittens stuck in a playing-triangle at the pizza place. I've been told this is dire. And speaking of dire, Mary opened the hotel and was emo. I myself have never been...emo.
*howls of squirrelly laughter*
Shut up. In things that were also open today, we add the gallery, the music store, Turtle and Canary and Wellspring Arms, which Rikku would prefer to name Guns and Zen. Interesting.
Cal and Amber decide to date at the Perk. Presumably in other parts of the island as well. At Caritas, Jolee is rearranging his ...ew.
*frantic chittering*
Oh, the chairs! Karal and Evey are talking down by the beach, if anyone is looking for them, and Jess flew into the lake. These things happen.
That's all the news that there is today. I'm going home. Everyone else should be in their own beds. Don't make me break out the sexual education slides again.