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Fandom Radio -- Wednesday, October 22nd
Aravis: How do I keep ending up in here?
Robin: ...why are you here?
*sound of door opening*
Kaylee: Awwww, cute lil' squirrels! Y'all want me to help the nice lady out?
Squirrels: *chittering*
Aravis: They weren't so nice to me.
Robin: Me nei -- OH MY GOD YOU'RE MY PUNISHMENT FOR BEING A BITCH TO THEM LAST WEEK.
Aravis: ...what?
Kaylee: Huh?
Squirrels: *affirmative chitters, and a slamming door*
Robin: [censored].
Aravis: Ladies oughtn't use that sort of language.
Kaylee: Do we get t'help you with the radio now? YAY.
Robin: ...whatever, children. Read.
♥~*~*~*CLASSES!!!!!!!!!!*~*~*~♥
Kaylee: ME FIRST ME FIRST!!!! Okay, so! Physics with Trees went orienteerin', an' there was a lecture an' everyone had t'find their way 'round! Oh, wow, I'd be so bad at that. My mama says I don't got the navigatin' sense that go gave a rabbit, really. This one time I got lost for hours an' it turned out I was just walkin' in a big circle right down the way from where I was s'posed t'be all along! Ain't that the funniest thing?
Robin: ...little girl, what is your name?
Kaylee: 'm Kaylee! Sorry for not sayin' soo --
Robin: OKAY, KAYLEE. Please shh and just read the notes.
Aravis: Now.
Robin: Don't you start. I remember you.
Aravis: Yes, how could I forget the alcohol-swilling profane woman with whom I was forced to share this room before.
Robin: Hey, that other chick was blackmailing us. I didn't want you there anymore than you wanted to be there.
Kaylee: ANYWAYS, I ain't prepared to draw a line down this radio room, girls. So hush. That sex class that's taught by a uninformed, prejudiced qing wa kao de liu mang* made some posters today! We was all in groups, an' Marco an' Joan did their TA thingies!
Survive Your Own Cookin' cooked with BOOZE today! Everyone partnered up, an' Mr. Cable was a lemming, who Jamie tried t'talk to.
Robin: WAIT. He's a lemming?
Kaylee: S'what it says.
Robin: ...like the adorable little thing that throws itself off cliffs?
Kaylee: Yuh huh! See?
Robin: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Ahem. Carry on.
Kaylee: ...okay. Survival Skills had a movie day, but there was food, 'cept the movie was 'bout cannibalism. Eeeeewwwwwwww. Triela an' Turtle -- hi Turtle! -- talked 'bout how this could've been prevented if they'd just planned better-like.
Karal opened the liberry, an' he helped Ender find a book 'bout sailin', an' he talked t'Dr. Jones 'bout this weekend, an' t'Jaina 'bout her weddin' a couple weeks 'go. Awwwwwwww, that was so romantic until it all went t'hell, right?
Aravis: No.
Kaylee: Anyways! Flight Club met! There was chattin' as everyone waited for their turn, an' Ben an' Worf talked 'bout their different galaxies. Hi Ben!! Everyone got a turn t'fly, an' Mr. Skywalker was there case there was troubles! An' finally, in their offices was Miss Atreides, Mr. Murdock who had a Miss Abby Irene, an' Mr. Deadpool, who had a Mr. Cable who turned into a lemming! I'm done now!
Aravis: Thank heaven. I'm not sure I could take more of your poor excuse for grammar.
Kaylee: ...hey!
Robin: *sound of head thunking against table repeatedly*
Aravis: Give me those. *sound of paper rustling*
Dorms. Done as fast as humanly possible.
Aravis: Inara got a visit from this person sharing this booth --
Kaylee: THAT WAS A PRIVATE CONVERSATION. DON'T READ WHAT IT SAYS. IT'S ALL LIES ANYWAY!!!
Robin: Oh my god, children. Robin has a headache.
Aravis: ...in any instance, Amber watched cartoons after a shower, and received visits from Jack and Cal, and it looks as though only the latter takes any note of her being in a towel. Meanwhile, Angela sent an email, and Francine received a visit from Blysse. And John ate Skittles, and threw away mail.
There was also a cheer practice, which involved stretching, and Angela and Hannibal being 'adorkable.' Whatever that may mean.
Kaylee: Awwww --
Aravis: HUSH, YOU. Chad and Savannah worked on tosses, while Joan was amazed at Savannah's flexibility. That seems rather personal. Sam caught up with Peyton, while Angela and Savannah worked on routines. And there was business, such as a discussion of the sleepover, and Joan didn't want to show off for the parents this weekend, while Ella was concerned about learning a routine so quickly. Peyton has no one coming for her this weekend, and she should be grateful as we all are, those of us without people coming. Ronon was disturbed by something, while Ned and Annja were in the audience.
Kaylee: Ned was there? I didn't even see him! An' he's so tall! I'm such a bad girlfriend. I should've been keepin' a eye out --
Robin: FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT'S HOLY, I WILL FIND THE DUCT TAPE AND MAKE YOU SHUT UP.
Aravis: YES.
Robin: ...ew, agreed with you.
Aravis: ...anyway, Johnny was also there, flirting with his girlfriend. At the gun range, Triela had Gun Club. She discussed werewolves with Lion-O, and noted that Jack had some silver bullets as well. And then there was shooting, of course.
In the fifth floor common room Seregil watched ANTM, whatever that is.
Robin: It's the [censored] model show.
Aravis: ...where did you find that bottle?
Robin: I'M NOT SHARING. JUST KEEP READING.
Aravis: Sigh. Tony talked about models and illness with him, and illness was the topic of conversation with Helen as well. I'm done now.
Robin: Gimme.
Kaylee: Am I 'llowed t'talk yet?
Robin and Aravis: NO.
Town. As done by She Who is Now Tipsy and Verging Towards Super Canadian.
Robin: *hic* God, I hate rum. Anyway. Tully cleaned the lighthoase when he got a visit from Penelope, and there was a lemming that turned into Mr. Summers. That will never stop being funny.
At the Arms, Jeff set stuff up, and Edmund was all aboat grooming the horses over at the Gig. Dale dealt with some craziness over at the police station, and Ray had questions for him aboat Parents' Weekend. Oh god, my sister's coming, guys. IF ANY OF YOU HOSERS SLEEP WITH HER, SO HELP ME GOD, I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND MAKE YOU CRY.
Kaylee: *whispers*...did she just get a accent?
Aravis: At least she doesn't sound like she was raised by rabid, grammatically-poor badgers.
Robin: SHUT UP. Johnny was sleepy at Luke's, 'til he got a visit from his girlfriend. Naooooomi got a call from home when she was at Stark Industries, and got a visit from Jack. Romeo picked out some horrible clothes at Pixie Dust, and Looooki swore at things in the park, and got along with Toooony 'cause stupid people are stupid. Liir asked who the voice of God was. Deeep.
Abby Irene and Mary got floawers, and Amber tapdanced aroand Turtle and Canary. Ino was tired at Wellspring Arms, and she got a visit from Jack, who is all oat and aboat today. Liir cooked at Cafe Fina, and Looola listened to techno at Covent Garden Floawers, until Jamie came to visit.
Coyote was taking a nap -- mmm, naps -- and got poked by Jack. Not a great way to wake up, eh? Daisy arrived in toawn, and Benton met her and talked to her about karaoke! That means 'emptry orchestra' in Japanese. Fascinating, eh? G'Kar and Mary had a date at the sushi place. ...Mary. Really. Wait for the third date. Alice pondered the H's over at Groovy Tunes, meanwhile.
In Caritas, Penelope had a scarf, and Jack visited, as did a confused Peyton, and Martha prepared for the influx of people this weekend. Holy god, we're done.
Aravis: GOODBYE NOW.
Kaylee: Neither of you is real nice. I like your accent though, ma'am.
Robin: Awww. You're nice, even if you sound like you're from a red province.
Kaylee: What?
Robin: ...say goodnight, girls.
Aravis: Goodbye. Let us all hope I never have to be in here with these two ever again.
Kaylee: BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
[no offense intended to ACTUAL Canadians. It's canon. Seriously. The accent is THAT strong.
*Qing wa kao de liu mang: Frog-humping son of a bitch. Thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
not_ironmaiden for the suggestion!]
Robin: ...why are you here?
*sound of door opening*
Kaylee: Awwww, cute lil' squirrels! Y'all want me to help the nice lady out?
Squirrels: *chittering*
Aravis: They weren't so nice to me.
Robin: Me nei -- OH MY GOD YOU'RE MY PUNISHMENT FOR BEING A BITCH TO THEM LAST WEEK.
Aravis: ...what?
Kaylee: Huh?
Squirrels: *affirmative chitters, and a slamming door*
Robin: [censored].
Aravis: Ladies oughtn't use that sort of language.
Kaylee: Do we get t'help you with the radio now? YAY.
Robin: ...whatever, children. Read.
♥~*~*~*CLASSES!!!!!!!!!!*~*~*~♥
Kaylee: ME FIRST ME FIRST!!!! Okay, so! Physics with Trees went orienteerin', an' there was a lecture an' everyone had t'find their way 'round! Oh, wow, I'd be so bad at that. My mama says I don't got the navigatin' sense that go gave a rabbit, really. This one time I got lost for hours an' it turned out I was just walkin' in a big circle right down the way from where I was s'posed t'be all along! Ain't that the funniest thing?
Robin: ...little girl, what is your name?
Kaylee: 'm Kaylee! Sorry for not sayin' soo --
Robin: OKAY, KAYLEE. Please shh and just read the notes.
Aravis: Now.
Robin: Don't you start. I remember you.
Aravis: Yes, how could I forget the alcohol-swilling profane woman with whom I was forced to share this room before.
Robin: Hey, that other chick was blackmailing us. I didn't want you there anymore than you wanted to be there.
Kaylee: ANYWAYS, I ain't prepared to draw a line down this radio room, girls. So hush. That sex class that's taught by a uninformed, prejudiced qing wa kao de liu mang* made some posters today! We was all in groups, an' Marco an' Joan did their TA thingies!
Survive Your Own Cookin' cooked with BOOZE today! Everyone partnered up, an' Mr. Cable was a lemming, who Jamie tried t'talk to.
Robin: WAIT. He's a lemming?
Kaylee: S'what it says.
Robin: ...like the adorable little thing that throws itself off cliffs?
Kaylee: Yuh huh! See?
Robin: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Ahem. Carry on.
Kaylee: ...okay. Survival Skills had a movie day, but there was food, 'cept the movie was 'bout cannibalism. Eeeeewwwwwwww. Triela an' Turtle -- hi Turtle! -- talked 'bout how this could've been prevented if they'd just planned better-like.
Karal opened the liberry, an' he helped Ender find a book 'bout sailin', an' he talked t'Dr. Jones 'bout this weekend, an' t'Jaina 'bout her weddin' a couple weeks 'go. Awwwwwwww, that was so romantic until it all went t'hell, right?
Aravis: No.
Kaylee: Anyways! Flight Club met! There was chattin' as everyone waited for their turn, an' Ben an' Worf talked 'bout their different galaxies. Hi Ben!! Everyone got a turn t'fly, an' Mr. Skywalker was there case there was troubles! An' finally, in their offices was Miss Atreides, Mr. Murdock who had a Miss Abby Irene, an' Mr. Deadpool, who had a Mr. Cable who turned into a lemming! I'm done now!
Aravis: Thank heaven. I'm not sure I could take more of your poor excuse for grammar.
Kaylee: ...hey!
Robin: *sound of head thunking against table repeatedly*
Aravis: Give me those. *sound of paper rustling*
Dorms. Done as fast as humanly possible.
Aravis: Inara got a visit from this person sharing this booth --
Kaylee: THAT WAS A PRIVATE CONVERSATION. DON'T READ WHAT IT SAYS. IT'S ALL LIES ANYWAY!!!
Robin: Oh my god, children. Robin has a headache.
Aravis: ...in any instance, Amber watched cartoons after a shower, and received visits from Jack and Cal, and it looks as though only the latter takes any note of her being in a towel. Meanwhile, Angela sent an email, and Francine received a visit from Blysse. And John ate Skittles, and threw away mail.
There was also a cheer practice, which involved stretching, and Angela and Hannibal being 'adorkable.' Whatever that may mean.
Kaylee: Awwww --
Aravis: HUSH, YOU. Chad and Savannah worked on tosses, while Joan was amazed at Savannah's flexibility. That seems rather personal. Sam caught up with Peyton, while Angela and Savannah worked on routines. And there was business, such as a discussion of the sleepover, and Joan didn't want to show off for the parents this weekend, while Ella was concerned about learning a routine so quickly. Peyton has no one coming for her this weekend, and she should be grateful as we all are, those of us without people coming. Ronon was disturbed by something, while Ned and Annja were in the audience.
Kaylee: Ned was there? I didn't even see him! An' he's so tall! I'm such a bad girlfriend. I should've been keepin' a eye out --
Robin: FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT'S HOLY, I WILL FIND THE DUCT TAPE AND MAKE YOU SHUT UP.
Aravis: YES.
Robin: ...ew, agreed with you.
Aravis: ...anyway, Johnny was also there, flirting with his girlfriend. At the gun range, Triela had Gun Club. She discussed werewolves with Lion-O, and noted that Jack had some silver bullets as well. And then there was shooting, of course.
In the fifth floor common room Seregil watched ANTM, whatever that is.
Robin: It's the [censored] model show.
Aravis: ...where did you find that bottle?
Robin: I'M NOT SHARING. JUST KEEP READING.
Aravis: Sigh. Tony talked about models and illness with him, and illness was the topic of conversation with Helen as well. I'm done now.
Robin: Gimme.
Kaylee: Am I 'llowed t'talk yet?
Robin and Aravis: NO.
Town. As done by She Who is Now Tipsy and Verging Towards Super Canadian.
Robin: *hic* God, I hate rum. Anyway. Tully cleaned the lighthoase when he got a visit from Penelope, and there was a lemming that turned into Mr. Summers. That will never stop being funny.
At the Arms, Jeff set stuff up, and Edmund was all aboat grooming the horses over at the Gig. Dale dealt with some craziness over at the police station, and Ray had questions for him aboat Parents' Weekend. Oh god, my sister's coming, guys. IF ANY OF YOU HOSERS SLEEP WITH HER, SO HELP ME GOD, I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND MAKE YOU CRY.
Kaylee: *whispers*...did she just get a accent?
Aravis: At least she doesn't sound like she was raised by rabid, grammatically-poor badgers.
Robin: SHUT UP. Johnny was sleepy at Luke's, 'til he got a visit from his girlfriend. Naooooomi got a call from home when she was at Stark Industries, and got a visit from Jack. Romeo picked out some horrible clothes at Pixie Dust, and Looooki swore at things in the park, and got along with Toooony 'cause stupid people are stupid. Liir asked who the voice of God was. Deeep.
Abby Irene and Mary got floawers, and Amber tapdanced aroand Turtle and Canary. Ino was tired at Wellspring Arms, and she got a visit from Jack, who is all oat and aboat today. Liir cooked at Cafe Fina, and Looola listened to techno at Covent Garden Floawers, until Jamie came to visit.
Coyote was taking a nap -- mmm, naps -- and got poked by Jack. Not a great way to wake up, eh? Daisy arrived in toawn, and Benton met her and talked to her about karaoke! That means 'emptry orchestra' in Japanese. Fascinating, eh? G'Kar and Mary had a date at the sushi place. ...Mary. Really. Wait for the third date. Alice pondered the H's over at Groovy Tunes, meanwhile.
In Caritas, Penelope had a scarf, and Jack visited, as did a confused Peyton, and Martha prepared for the influx of people this weekend. Holy god, we're done.
Aravis: GOODBYE NOW.
Kaylee: Neither of you is real nice. I like your accent though, ma'am.
Robin: Awww. You're nice, even if you sound like you're from a red province.
Kaylee: What?
Robin: ...say goodnight, girls.
Aravis: Goodbye. Let us all hope I never have to be in here with these two ever again.
Kaylee: BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
[no offense intended to ACTUAL Canadians. It's canon. Seriously. The accent is THAT strong.
*Qing wa kao de liu mang: Frog-humping son of a bitch. Thanks to
not_ironmaiden for the suggestion!]
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