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Fandom Radio: Tuesday, November 25th
Jenny: Hello, Fandom High! I see everyone has survived another week, even though we have to go to school over the stuffing yourselves holiday. Here's hoping you're all drinking to dull the pain; if not, well, there's never a better time to start than the present.
Reno: .... This is the week of that holiday with the giant chicken things? You know, one of these days, I'm gonna actually look at a friggin' calendar and figure out what holiday is what.
Jenny: Yes, it's on Thursday. Everyone's supposed to have family togetherness and too much food, but our families, if we have them, shipped us to boarding school, so bollocks on them, eh?
Reno: What is a bollock, anyhow?
Jenny: A testicle.
Reno: ... Huh. And you want our listeners in the dorms to send those home to their families? ... I ain't never gonna get these Earth holidays. I don't think I wanna. We got notes?
Jenny: You. For someone who supposedly speaks English, you don't slang very well, do you?
Reno: I got different English! Better English.
Jenny: The hell you do. And yes, we have notes. Here, take them.
Reno: Score.
School: More Happens Here on Tuesdays Than Saturdays!
Reno: Intro Superhuman Physics talked telekenesis and telepaths, which I think covers mind-control stuff, and if it does I kinda wanna freak out right now a little. There was partnering up and discussion, though the notes don't say if they talked with their mouths or with their minds, yo. Hunting 101 killed zombies with fire, and I approve, zoto. There were partners, weapons, and a swamp. So far as I know, swamps don't burn too well, though. All wet an' stuff. Hands-On Art was spoiled with some movie about a dude who painted things, some talk from Lily, and cookies, yo. Peyton figured class was as good a time as any to try to dig for dirt on who Angela was kissin', and Liir was all apologetic to Ned for missin' club last week, and joined the 'kiss and tell' club. Which ain't really a club, but around here it probably could be, yo.
Jenny: Ethics class carved turkey with a lightsaber, whatever the *CENSOR BEEP* that is, and talked about sloth. I would've gone with gluttony, myself. There was a lecture, and then they talked about living up to their full potential. Peyton said she tried to go to detention, but there was no one there. Nice try, Peyton. Anemone barricaded herself behind some books in the library, and the music club with the really long name brought pets to their jam session. In the office, the wires have been cut and that's not the least bit ominous, and in Ms. Bennet's office, she had tea and gingersnaps, which is appropriate as my ginger cohost brought his paper by.
Reno: Apparently, teachers'll help you proofread if you can't freakin' spell. Who knew?
Jenny: What about spellcheck?
Reno: .... Spellcheck took one look at my paper and fainted.
Dorms: People Live Here!
Reno: Today was Jeff's birthday, yo. He came home to... Turtle in lingerie... Happy Birthday, Jeff! Elsewhere, Gavin did the lazy thing, and Sam and Peter were all sad or whatever that they were gonna be spendin' their holidays apart. They made up for it by gettin' all kissyface. As you do. Alex was passin' the time by flippin' through a magazine, and Brook put up what the squirrel insists are the "MOST AWESOMEST POSTERS EVER," to advertise for the Thanksgiving Dinner here in Fandom. For those not in the know, this apparently involves eatin' poultry. And somethin' about sendin' bollocks to your folks. Americans. Weird.
Jenny: ...No, that's not. You know what, never mind, yes, Thanksgiving is about sending balls to your family. Everyone who believes me when I say that should do it. Right now.
Town: Other People Live Here!
Jenny: Mary opened the Arms today and asked Tully, who was limping, what the *CENSOR BEEP* happened to him. Lion-o offered to help cook a turkey at Cafe Fina, but was probably told he was a few days early. Loki laid on the counter at MHA, which Daisy thought looked comfortable. Jack worked at Photo Hut, and at the police station Dale worked on a report, while Daisy tracked how much coffee he consumed and Sarah came in for a chat. With Dale, not Daisy. Hinata drank tea at the bookstore, and at the flower shop Ino was distracted. We have a few new arrivals in town, specifically, a six foot tall dog and a rabbit named Sam and Max. Welcome to Crazy Town, guys, you'll fit right in.
Reno: So long as the notes don't tell us they're made outta felt, they're cool by me, yo. At the Boards, they had a short, quiet kinda rehearsal. They practised puttin' on make-up, which Hinata needed help with, as did the frog. Cal, on the other hand, just went ahead and got permission not to bother with that make-up thing at all. You tell 'em, man. People picked out their costumes, and then they talked about how many shows they're gonna put on with this thing. My vote? All of 'em. And do 'em on a Wednesday or somethin', guys. Geoffrey and Tony were both there, of course, and they talked about sets.
Jenny: That's absurd. Robin can't need help with makeup. He's felt. If you put makeup on felt you'll never get it off.
Reno: So now he's felty and permanently a drag-queen?
Jenny: Apparently. Maybe it scrubs off. Like. Do you think he just jumps in the washing machine? Or...sends himself out for dry cleaning?
Reno: The great mysteries of life. Movin' on?
Jenny: Yes. Yes, please let's not ponder this any longer. At the Android's Dungeon, Adam multitasked by studying while working, and Coyote set up a turkey trap. You can buy them at the store. Pre-dead and everything. He didn't catch any turkeys, but Arya came by to ask about a job. Aravis opened the Gig, where Ben came by looking for riding lessons. Pepper did inventory at Stark's, and Tyler came by looking for his sugar daddy--I mean, a favor. At the Thai restaurant, Claire doodled until her date showed up, and Cal decided the best way to start things off would be by one-upping her doodling. He'll go far with that wooing strategy. Not.
Reno: At the lighthouse, Tully put out a sign about his Thanksgiving cook-out and bonfire thing. They cook 'em, too?! And Temari was a little late to open Wellspring Arms. Ninja. At Caritas, Marshall was playin' around with girly, peachy drinks. Minsc ordered his usual, and explained that Boo was a space hamster. Which is totally normal. Really. Ben decided to check the place out, too. You'll like it, Ben! They don't card! Which is a big deal on this planet! This planet, which is freakin' weird, yo!
Jenny: I wish I was from a planet that didn't card. Oh, wait, I'm one hundred and eight.
Reno: And you don't look a day over a century, yo.
Jenny: Bite me.
Reno: Is that another Thanksgiving tradition I should know about? I keep forgettin' to take notes.
Jenny: No, you shouldn't actually bite me. When did you get so literal? Is this the booze talking?
Reno: It's probably the booze talkin'. Or maybe I just get like this around the holidays. The world may never know, yo. We done?
Jenny: We're done, and I'm cutting you off.
Reno: ... Meeeeean. G'night, Fandom! Careful what you send your families this Thanksgiv-- *dead air*
Reno: .... This is the week of that holiday with the giant chicken things? You know, one of these days, I'm gonna actually look at a friggin' calendar and figure out what holiday is what.
Jenny: Yes, it's on Thursday. Everyone's supposed to have family togetherness and too much food, but our families, if we have them, shipped us to boarding school, so bollocks on them, eh?
Reno: What is a bollock, anyhow?
Jenny: A testicle.
Reno: ... Huh. And you want our listeners in the dorms to send those home to their families? ... I ain't never gonna get these Earth holidays. I don't think I wanna. We got notes?
Jenny: You. For someone who supposedly speaks English, you don't slang very well, do you?
Reno: I got different English! Better English.
Jenny: The hell you do. And yes, we have notes. Here, take them.
Reno: Score.
School: More Happens Here on Tuesdays Than Saturdays!
Reno: Intro Superhuman Physics talked telekenesis and telepaths, which I think covers mind-control stuff, and if it does I kinda wanna freak out right now a little. There was partnering up and discussion, though the notes don't say if they talked with their mouths or with their minds, yo. Hunting 101 killed zombies with fire, and I approve, zoto. There were partners, weapons, and a swamp. So far as I know, swamps don't burn too well, though. All wet an' stuff. Hands-On Art was spoiled with some movie about a dude who painted things, some talk from Lily, and cookies, yo. Peyton figured class was as good a time as any to try to dig for dirt on who Angela was kissin', and Liir was all apologetic to Ned for missin' club last week, and joined the 'kiss and tell' club. Which ain't really a club, but around here it probably could be, yo.
Jenny: Ethics class carved turkey with a lightsaber, whatever the *CENSOR BEEP* that is, and talked about sloth. I would've gone with gluttony, myself. There was a lecture, and then they talked about living up to their full potential. Peyton said she tried to go to detention, but there was no one there. Nice try, Peyton. Anemone barricaded herself behind some books in the library, and the music club with the really long name brought pets to their jam session. In the office, the wires have been cut and that's not the least bit ominous, and in Ms. Bennet's office, she had tea and gingersnaps, which is appropriate as my ginger cohost brought his paper by.
Reno: Apparently, teachers'll help you proofread if you can't freakin' spell. Who knew?
Jenny: What about spellcheck?
Reno: .... Spellcheck took one look at my paper and fainted.
Dorms: People Live Here!
Reno: Today was Jeff's birthday, yo. He came home to... Turtle in lingerie... Happy Birthday, Jeff! Elsewhere, Gavin did the lazy thing, and Sam and Peter were all sad or whatever that they were gonna be spendin' their holidays apart. They made up for it by gettin' all kissyface. As you do. Alex was passin' the time by flippin' through a magazine, and Brook put up what the squirrel insists are the "MOST AWESOMEST POSTERS EVER," to advertise for the Thanksgiving Dinner here in Fandom. For those not in the know, this apparently involves eatin' poultry. And somethin' about sendin' bollocks to your folks. Americans. Weird.
Jenny: ...No, that's not. You know what, never mind, yes, Thanksgiving is about sending balls to your family. Everyone who believes me when I say that should do it. Right now.
Town: Other People Live Here!
Jenny: Mary opened the Arms today and asked Tully, who was limping, what the *CENSOR BEEP* happened to him. Lion-o offered to help cook a turkey at Cafe Fina, but was probably told he was a few days early. Loki laid on the counter at MHA, which Daisy thought looked comfortable. Jack worked at Photo Hut, and at the police station Dale worked on a report, while Daisy tracked how much coffee he consumed and Sarah came in for a chat. With Dale, not Daisy. Hinata drank tea at the bookstore, and at the flower shop Ino was distracted. We have a few new arrivals in town, specifically, a six foot tall dog and a rabbit named Sam and Max. Welcome to Crazy Town, guys, you'll fit right in.
Reno: So long as the notes don't tell us they're made outta felt, they're cool by me, yo. At the Boards, they had a short, quiet kinda rehearsal. They practised puttin' on make-up, which Hinata needed help with, as did the frog. Cal, on the other hand, just went ahead and got permission not to bother with that make-up thing at all. You tell 'em, man. People picked out their costumes, and then they talked about how many shows they're gonna put on with this thing. My vote? All of 'em. And do 'em on a Wednesday or somethin', guys. Geoffrey and Tony were both there, of course, and they talked about sets.
Jenny: That's absurd. Robin can't need help with makeup. He's felt. If you put makeup on felt you'll never get it off.
Reno: So now he's felty and permanently a drag-queen?
Jenny: Apparently. Maybe it scrubs off. Like. Do you think he just jumps in the washing machine? Or...sends himself out for dry cleaning?
Reno: The great mysteries of life. Movin' on?
Jenny: Yes. Yes, please let's not ponder this any longer. At the Android's Dungeon, Adam multitasked by studying while working, and Coyote set up a turkey trap. You can buy them at the store. Pre-dead and everything. He didn't catch any turkeys, but Arya came by to ask about a job. Aravis opened the Gig, where Ben came by looking for riding lessons. Pepper did inventory at Stark's, and Tyler came by looking for his sugar daddy--I mean, a favor. At the Thai restaurant, Claire doodled until her date showed up, and Cal decided the best way to start things off would be by one-upping her doodling. He'll go far with that wooing strategy. Not.
Reno: At the lighthouse, Tully put out a sign about his Thanksgiving cook-out and bonfire thing. They cook 'em, too?! And Temari was a little late to open Wellspring Arms. Ninja. At Caritas, Marshall was playin' around with girly, peachy drinks. Minsc ordered his usual, and explained that Boo was a space hamster. Which is totally normal. Really. Ben decided to check the place out, too. You'll like it, Ben! They don't card! Which is a big deal on this planet! This planet, which is freakin' weird, yo!
Jenny: I wish I was from a planet that didn't card. Oh, wait, I'm one hundred and eight.
Reno: And you don't look a day over a century, yo.
Jenny: Bite me.
Reno: Is that another Thanksgiving tradition I should know about? I keep forgettin' to take notes.
Jenny: No, you shouldn't actually bite me. When did you get so literal? Is this the booze talking?
Reno: It's probably the booze talkin'. Or maybe I just get like this around the holidays. The world may never know, yo. We done?
Jenny: We're done, and I'm cutting you off.
Reno: ... Meeeeean. G'night, Fandom! Careful what you send your families this Thanksgiv-- *dead air*