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Fandom Radio, Monday , May 1, 2006
RORY!RITA: *Rory Gilmore's voice, but with a stuffy-sounding British accent* Hello, Fandom, this is Professor Ms. Rita Skeeter, broadcasting to you via magic outside my home as per usual! There's been a slight accident, but -
RITA!RORY: *Rita Skeeter's voice, but with an American accent, and much more fast-paced than normal* OH MY GOD WHAT THE HELL?
RORY!RITA: Ms. Gilmore, watch your language. I told you, the effects will wear off in an hour. It's your own fault for drinking something that didn't belong to you.
RITA!RORY: YOU STOLE MY HAIR, LADY.
RORY!RITA: Ms. Gilmore. Please. It is time for the news.
Classes, which were teh boring
RORY!RITA: What in Merlin's beard is 'teh boring'?
RITA!RORY: ...boring. Uninteresting. Anyway. Classes and things. Shop has their final where they get tied up. ...um. Dirty?
RORY!RITA: Ms. Gilmore, I'll thank you to keep your language clean if you're using my mouth.
RITA!RORY: ...please never ever say anything like that ever again. Creature Languages and Celtic Studies are both reminded about their finals, and Jung and Psych, as well as Magical Theory classes are all told that they can present on Thursday if they didn't today. And in Paleo, we went on a field trip!
RORY!RITA: Is this your broadcast now, Ms. Gilmore?
RITA!RORY: I want to get it over with. *pause* What are you doing with my hair?
RORY!RITA: Braiding it. You have just lifeless, limp hair.
RITA!RORY: *heavy sigh* ANYWAY. Tactics get presents and their grades, and I hope you all did well, guys! Dean Zordon says that the bathroom doors are rebelling, and that you have to recite the lyrics of Ever the Same - which is the BEST SONG EVER - in order to get in. That's kind of awesome.
RORY!RITA: What's this, now? Is that a song?
RITA!RORY: Yes! We were draaaaaaawn from the weeeeeeeeeeds, we were brave like soooooldiers....
RORY!RITA: I have such a pretty singing voice. Stop abusing it, little girl.
RITA!RORY: Falling down under the pale moonlight....
RORY!RITA: In the library, everyone talks about how you were tinier brats. Ms. Gilmore, my notes say you got married.
RITA!RORY: Issasekritshhh. Also, Professor Jackson has office hours, as do Proessor Dream, Professor Lyman, and Vice Principal Pierce. And in the clinic, the nurse is all set to battle the plague. Good for her. It's dangerous, you know.
RORY!RITA: There's a danger of plague?
RITA!RORY: If you bathe, yes.
RORY!RITA: ...really?
RITA!RORY: ...did you miss the announcement?
RORY!RITA: Evidently. How will I keep clean without contracting it, then?
RITA!RORY: Um, be creative. You're a smart lady.
Dorms, where little boys and girls should be asleep by now
RITA!RORY: Don't use my voice to say things like that. And stop braiding my hair!
RORY!RITA: No! Angela gets stranded due to the striking bathrooms -
RITA!RORY: Poor Ange!
RORY!RITA: - and Angel leaves treats in on the second floor.
RITA!RORY: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
RORY!RITA: Are you all right?
RITA!RORY: EEEEEEEEEEMOLLYANDCAMKISSEDEEEEEEEE!
RORY!RITA: I don't care. The girls in the East Attic talk about being small, and Sharon, John and Aeryn, Kiki, Nadia, Jaye - *pauses for breath*
RITA!RORY: - Charlie, Draco, Bridgey and Xander, me, Anakin, Bel and Phoebe, Janet and Liz, D'anna and Walter all FACEPALM TO DEATH after we wake up and remember the weekend. Also, everyone in 238 is waaaay facepalmy, because they had a sleepover.
RORY!RITA: Orgy?
RITA!RORY: THEY WERE CHILDREN, PROFESSOR SKEETER. HOLY CRAP.
RORY!RITA: Shh, little girl. They weren't when they woke up. Pippi has difficulty with the bathroom and Walter helps her - erm, okay - and Nadia and Zero have bathroom issues as well.
RITA!RORY: *clears throat* And Charlie returned a highlighter to Mac, Sam is facepalmy for some other reason, Alphonse talks to his kitty, and Maia and Ivanova are back. Also, Walter and Nadia are frelling adorable.
RORY!RITA: What?
Town, where stuff happeninated
RORY!RITA: That isn't a word. I thought you were smart.
RITA!RORY: And I thought you taught an ethics class. But yay for TRYING TO POISON ME.
RORY!RITA: I didn't try to poison you! It was an experime -
RITA!RORY: ANYWAY. Lana andJohn Connor work at their respective workplaces, and in All and Sundries, Ivanova and Edmund compare weekends and then Walter stops in.
RORY!RITA: Belthazor and Veronica Mars are disgustingly cute in the park as they reminisce about the weekend, and Cafe Fina is empty.
RITA!RORY: And in Caritas, everyone talks about when we were wee this weekend. Also, GOB is creepy.
RORY!RITA: Yes, yes he is. *pause* I don't like agreeing with you.
RITA!RORY: That's creepier.
RORY!RITA: Granny makes a potion -
RITA!RORY: I BET SHE WASN'T TRYING TO KILL ANYONE.
RORY!RITA: Anyway, and Trevor is there in the evening.
RITA!RORY: Okay, we're done, and while I have this voice, I would like to say that - you know, people, you might want to record this? I, Rita Skeeter, love John Crichton with all my hear -
RORY!RITA: *shrieking* And I...smell bad!
RITA!RORY: THEN WHY ARE YOU STILL PLAYING WITH MY HAIR?
RORY!RITA: Because, I wan - *voice starts changing* *seconds pass* ...I'm me again.
RORY: OH THANK GOD.
RITA: Hey!
RORY: *sounds of running* DON'T CATCH THE PLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGUE, PROFFESSOR!
RITA!RORY: *Rita Skeeter's voice, but with an American accent, and much more fast-paced than normal* OH MY GOD WHAT THE HELL?
RORY!RITA: Ms. Gilmore, watch your language. I told you, the effects will wear off in an hour. It's your own fault for drinking something that didn't belong to you.
RITA!RORY: YOU STOLE MY HAIR, LADY.
RORY!RITA: Ms. Gilmore. Please. It is time for the news.
Classes, which were teh boring
RORY!RITA: What in Merlin's beard is 'teh boring'?
RITA!RORY: ...boring. Uninteresting. Anyway. Classes and things. Shop has their final where they get tied up. ...um. Dirty?
RORY!RITA: Ms. Gilmore, I'll thank you to keep your language clean if you're using my mouth.
RITA!RORY: ...please never ever say anything like that ever again. Creature Languages and Celtic Studies are both reminded about their finals, and Jung and Psych, as well as Magical Theory classes are all told that they can present on Thursday if they didn't today. And in Paleo, we went on a field trip!
RORY!RITA: Is this your broadcast now, Ms. Gilmore?
RITA!RORY: I want to get it over with. *pause* What are you doing with my hair?
RORY!RITA: Braiding it. You have just lifeless, limp hair.
RITA!RORY: *heavy sigh* ANYWAY. Tactics get presents and their grades, and I hope you all did well, guys! Dean Zordon says that the bathroom doors are rebelling, and that you have to recite the lyrics of Ever the Same - which is the BEST SONG EVER - in order to get in. That's kind of awesome.
RORY!RITA: What's this, now? Is that a song?
RITA!RORY: Yes! We were draaaaaaawn from the weeeeeeeeeeds, we were brave like soooooldiers....
RORY!RITA: I have such a pretty singing voice. Stop abusing it, little girl.
RITA!RORY: Falling down under the pale moonlight....
RORY!RITA: In the library, everyone talks about how you were tinier brats. Ms. Gilmore, my notes say you got married.
RITA!RORY: Issasekritshhh. Also, Professor Jackson has office hours, as do Proessor Dream, Professor Lyman, and Vice Principal Pierce. And in the clinic, the nurse is all set to battle the plague. Good for her. It's dangerous, you know.
RORY!RITA: There's a danger of plague?
RITA!RORY: If you bathe, yes.
RORY!RITA: ...really?
RITA!RORY: ...did you miss the announcement?
RORY!RITA: Evidently. How will I keep clean without contracting it, then?
RITA!RORY: Um, be creative. You're a smart lady.
Dorms, where little boys and girls should be asleep by now
RITA!RORY: Don't use my voice to say things like that. And stop braiding my hair!
RORY!RITA: No! Angela gets stranded due to the striking bathrooms -
RITA!RORY: Poor Ange!
RORY!RITA: - and Angel leaves treats in on the second floor.
RITA!RORY: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
RORY!RITA: Are you all right?
RITA!RORY: EEEEEEEEEEMOLLYANDCAMKISSEDEEEEEEEE!
RORY!RITA: I don't care. The girls in the East Attic talk about being small, and Sharon, John and Aeryn, Kiki, Nadia, Jaye - *pauses for breath*
RITA!RORY: - Charlie, Draco, Bridgey and Xander, me, Anakin, Bel and Phoebe, Janet and Liz, D'anna and Walter all FACEPALM TO DEATH after we wake up and remember the weekend. Also, everyone in 238 is waaaay facepalmy, because they had a sleepover.
RORY!RITA: Orgy?
RITA!RORY: THEY WERE CHILDREN, PROFESSOR SKEETER. HOLY CRAP.
RORY!RITA: Shh, little girl. They weren't when they woke up. Pippi has difficulty with the bathroom and Walter helps her - erm, okay - and Nadia and Zero have bathroom issues as well.
RITA!RORY: *clears throat* And Charlie returned a highlighter to Mac, Sam is facepalmy for some other reason, Alphonse talks to his kitty, and Maia and Ivanova are back. Also, Walter and Nadia are frelling adorable.
RORY!RITA: What?
Town, where stuff happeninated
RORY!RITA: That isn't a word. I thought you were smart.
RITA!RORY: And I thought you taught an ethics class. But yay for TRYING TO POISON ME.
RORY!RITA: I didn't try to poison you! It was an experime -
RITA!RORY: ANYWAY. Lana andJohn Connor work at their respective workplaces, and in All and Sundries, Ivanova and Edmund compare weekends and then Walter stops in.
RORY!RITA: Belthazor and Veronica Mars are disgustingly cute in the park as they reminisce about the weekend, and Cafe Fina is empty.
RITA!RORY: And in Caritas, everyone talks about when we were wee this weekend. Also, GOB is creepy.
RORY!RITA: Yes, yes he is. *pause* I don't like agreeing with you.
RITA!RORY: That's creepier.
RORY!RITA: Granny makes a potion -
RITA!RORY: I BET SHE WASN'T TRYING TO KILL ANYONE.
RORY!RITA: Anyway, and Trevor is there in the evening.
RITA!RORY: Okay, we're done, and while I have this voice, I would like to say that - you know, people, you might want to record this? I, Rita Skeeter, love John Crichton with all my hear -
RORY!RITA: *shrieking* And I...smell bad!
RITA!RORY: THEN WHY ARE YOU STILL PLAYING WITH MY HAIR?
RORY!RITA: Because, I wan - *voice starts changing* *seconds pass* ...I'm me again.
RORY: OH THANK GOD.
RITA: Hey!
RORY: *sounds of running* DON'T CATCH THE PLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGUE, PROFFESSOR!